Hogg only had to die. Everyone else had a lot more to think about.
The instant the Fifth Chaos God was born, Hogg's name echoed throughout the Warp. Everyone knew it, and all spirits began to sing praises and celebrate the birth of the fifth deity, eager to hear his holy words.
But before the ritual could even be completed, a mere eleven seconds after the new god's birth, our great Immortal Hogg died for no apparent reason, leaving behind only a cryptic final utterance:
"Instinct is..."
???
As die-hard fanatics, the Blacklight Believers had long since learned of their great god's ultimate plan. But something was wrong. Hadn't they agreed to become a god first? How had he already died after just eleven seconds? They hadn't even finished their prayer!
Staring at the Eye of Terror that pierced the dimensional barrier, everyone was at a loss. Half a minute had passed since Hogg's demise, but the ferocious attack that should have followed never came. Not even a peep.
"Horus, what do you think?"
"What do I think? I'm standing here thinking. What, should I sit down?"
Magnus got no answer to his question. He had clearly seen the Blackwatch in the plaza turn to ash. By all rights, Hogg's initial plan had succeeded, and he himself was dead. So why...
"BOOM!"
Before Magnus could figure it out, a violent tremor surged up from beneath their feet. From the Eye of Terror, which spewed Chaos energy into the physical universe, a massive head emerged, unleashing a silent roar at the world.
"Waaaagh!!!"
Its twisted face was so terrifying that it could hardly be called a living creature. Amid the interwoven flesh and materialized energy, countless eyeballs bulged out, and its flesh tentacles writhed erratically as they fixed on every Primarch's