Warhammer 40K: The Jokester Who Saves the World
Chapter 434

Son of the Stars

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Sensei

"Old Man Yellow, you have no love in you; how dare you turn the tables on me!"

Hogg, pinned beneath The Golden Throne with his mouth agape and eyes wide, was stunned. I just slapped you, is that really worth all this? You're acting like I killed your mother! And so, he asked exactly that.

Taking the opportunity to grab Emperor's heavy fist, Hogg hurriedly shouted:

"Old Man Yellow, did your mother die? What right do you have to beat me?"

Such foul language would have sent anyone into a rage, even if Emperor weren't Hogg's father; and since Emperor was already furious after nearly killing Malice, he responded with a headbutt.

"Your mother is the one who died! I was born of heaven and earth, the manifestation of ancient Shaman spiritual communion with the cosmos. You dog, I must have been blind to ever think you were a treasure. Horus, Father has failed you!" With that, he began to unleash his self-created Kill! Son! No Regrets!.

Horus, Horus, enough already, Emperor! Why must you call out another man's name while beating me? I'm not Pinru, and I'm not wearing Horus's clothes!

Facing such an unfilial act, Hogg decided he would no longer hold back. Forget about the consequences; they were both official gods of the Empire, and he, the Lord of Blacklight, had a mass following hundreds of times greater than that Yellow Weasel—his church even gave out free eggs! I'm going to kill you, you bastard!

Extending two auxiliary limbs to pin Emperor's arms, Hogg used his extra hands to rain a barrage of Filial Fist to the Face onto Emperor's unprotected head, retorting as he struck:

"You weak old man, you don't even have any strength in your punches and you dare call yourself the Mandate

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