Omegon: Hi! Hi! Hi!

Chapter 504: Omegon: Hi! Hi! Hi!

A forcibly picked melon might not be sweet, but it sure quenched your thirst!

Rogal Dorn was undoubtedly a problem child, a complete lunatic, but Hogg wasn't exactly a good person either. Add the Angel, a twisted soul who loved watching the chaos unfold, and the three decided to form an alliance and make one hell of a move.

Three days later, the Imperial Fists, originally tainted by Hogg's flesh and blood, had transformed. Aside from a few exceptions, the Chaos Corruption had been purged from their bodies. Hogg had called the handful of sickly Dreadnoughts over separately and increased their dosage, finally curing their stubborn ailments.

Tests showed that the new Imperial Fists had not only completely eliminated the Chaos Corruption, but had also inherited Blackwatch's powerful regenerative abilities. They were somewhat knockoff versions, but at least they now had the precious chance to survive and keep fighting.

What made Hogg even happier was that these offspring of his and Pepe's were not only great at construction work, but had also awakened Blackwatch's signature flashy hairstyles. Even their genetically ingrained instinct to scavenge had resurfaced.

Before, Hogg had regarded these Dreadnoughts with a sort of whatever, if they die, they die attitude. But watching them grow more and more like Blackwatch had brought about a slight change in his mindset.

To appease Dorn, that little punk, Hogg not only promised to grant him the title of Warmaster once everything was done, but also agreed to resurrect Perturabo's body. He even gave Dorn a spot in line to beat up Witchcraft Bacon afterward.

The moment he made that promise, Dorn immediately defected, claiming that Hogg was his brother by different parents.

Fortunately, the ones Hogg had killed before weren't Dorn's offspring. Otherwise, with that