Chapter 523: A World Without Pepe Would Be Meaningless
When an honest man lost his temper, he could be terrifying—especially when he was over thirty meters tall and could take out a Knight with a single blow. That was a recipe for disaster.
But Lord of Drakes lived up to his name. Even in a fit of rage, he still cared about the civilian spectators and didn't use any particularly destructive area attacks. He simply swung his massive hammer and brought it down on Hogg.
The hastily assembled stage shattered on the spot. The unlucky trio—Guilliman and the others—were blasted away, then slammed into the gates of the Imperial Palace, sticking there like lumps of mud.
Usually, Hogg wouldn't have minded taking a beating. But he wasn't about to suffer such humiliation in front of so many people. Whether he was right or wrong didn't matter. That was simply how Hogg, a man of questionable morals, saw things.
"Two hits were enough! Don't tell me you're getting carried away!"
The wildly swinging hammer stopped in an instant. Hogg, whose body was no thicker than the hammer's handle, held back the colossal weapon with one hand. He began wrestling with Vulkan right there on the spot as his own body slowly swelled, growing until he stood as tall as Lord of Drakes.
On one side stood Lord of Drakes, a dark-skinned half-dragon with horns on his head and a tail behind him. On the other stood Lord of Blacklight, his entire body covered in fearsome chitinous armor, four claws crackling with crimson lightning, and a long, bony tail bristling with spines.
Everyone had thought this would be an ordinary military parade, but who could have guessed it would turn into a fight between two giant monsters? The furious clash of their