Chapter 648 If the enemy can go, I can go too!

Through various special things, Hogg has determined which timeline his world belongs to.

Unlike the Guilliman Heresy next door, Hogg's hometown is not a serious place either. Although it is equally dark and cruel, its strength is much stronger than that over there, especially in terms of personality, which is even more evil.

Take the three brothers of the Imperial Guard for example. Hogg even suspected that the three of them were the illegitimate children of Old Man Huang, because based on their homely hobbies and their habit of running naked with oil on their bodies, if they were in Blackwatch, they would have been dragged out and paraded through the streets for public display.

There are many such examples, such as Kitty, who is also the commander of the Imperial Guards and has now become the number one person under Waldo.

As a royal guard, this guy actually has a strange connection with Shadowsun and is quite fond of playing cards. During the ten thousand years when the original body disappeared, he relied on his superb skills to conquer countless great demon commanders of the Burning Legion.

What’s even more amazing is that, according to Curze and Kraz themselves, that old bastard Tzeentch also likes to play cards. If it weren’t for his own reasons, the little cat might have shined and become a true hero of the empire.

If this is not proof enough, then the personality quirks of the other Primarchs are irrefutable evidence.

For example, Old Man Huang's sacred swear words, and his identical way of fighting by splitting his own soul into fragments; Magnus's novice and playful, but essentially kind character; the love-hate relationship between the third sister and Ferrus; and Horus's Oedipus.

Of course, Horus behaves like this no matter which world or timeline he is in, so this can be ignored.

Even so, Hogg had doubts at first, but another piece of evidence was the four vendors. He fell into the trap because of the deception of his roommate Long Xia, and bought those plastic figurines that were worth as much as silver.

In contrast, the Four Peddlers have no physical form at all, but back in Hogg's hometown, the Four Peddlers do have specific appearances, otherwise, no matter how cold and incompetent Hogg was, he would not have absorbed Slaanesh for ten thousand years!
Mortarion suddenly felt that his good brother seemed to be a little wilful, with an indescribable sense of haggardness, a look he had only seen in Curze.

The concerned look caught Hogg's attention, and as the two looked at each other, Xiao Mo gave a rather simple silly smile.

He quickly dismissed the weird thoughts in his mind. No matter what, Hogg, who had already regarded this place as his hometown, was very satisfied.

Since he killed the scumbag Erebus, his brothers did not suffer as tragically as their destined fate. Although the Empire only controlled half of the territory, all the Primarchs were there and were ready to counterattack the dark side.

The Emperor is not paralyzed, even if he is indeed weakened, but this also means that humanity still has the Emperor as its backbone.

In comparison, it is much better, and Hogg thinks all this is his own credit.

"Thank you, Erebus!"

"Who is Erebus?"

"It's nothing. Don't worry about these details. You just need to know that he is a despicable person who embodies all the despicable traits. He even stole the identity of Erebus."

At this point, Hogg hurriedly asked Mortarion how he went to the other world, especially what the situation was on the other side, whether there was a subspace, and whether cross-dimensional colonization was possible.
However, Hogg's enthusiasm was soon extinguished. Mortarion said that there was also a subspace on the other side, and that world was extremely small, like a model that only existed inside a bubble, floating in the dead void and in a state of destruction at any time.

Compared with this tiny bubble, the thick barriers back home are like a planet. Colonization is meaningless. It is better to let them live well.

Since this road was blocked, Hogg was more curious about how Mortarion got in. After all, he had had such an idea before, but he couldn't get in at all.

Even the flying corgis that have now grown to a large scale and are equipped by multiple legions were abducted from another world by the Emperor after years of planning. In response to this question, Mortarion smiled mysteriously and said that he couldn't get in, but that didn't mean the owner of the room couldn't invite me in.

“Through indirect guidance, I developed believers there. Since the subspace exists, it proves that this plan is feasible.

Don't look at you, big brother, because you are the strongest among us brothers, but when it comes to psychic power, I, Mortarion, am no less powerful than anyone. Although I have an aversion to psychic power, I have to admit that as long as it is used properly, it can be used to achieve unexpected results. The only problem is to control it properly.

As for recruiting believers, it is child's play. We in the Empire are into this. We don't even need to change the holy scriptures of the state religion. We can use it right away."

Hogg seemed to understand, but it was a little bit impossible for him to understand. He picked a watermelon from the flowerpot above his head, tore off half of it and handed it to Xiao Mo. While eating, he asked:

"You mean, let the people over there summon us over there, just like the Chaos Cultists summon demons?"

Mortarion took a bite of the watermelon with the rind and heard Hogg's description. He was unhappy:

“What do you mean by summoning demons? I am not like a demon that destroys their world. Although sacrifices are required to summon my power, I also solve their problems and grant those zombies a peaceful death.

As for these seeds, they are what they should give me. It is a genuine equal exchange. As for how equal it is, of course I have the final say! "

Just like the genius girl who wrote the main as six, Hogg still respected the knowledge that he did not understand. He immediately changed his words and said that he had not been a good person for too long. What you said is right. We are the side of justice.

Perhaps because the chocolate-flavored watermelon was to his liking, Mortarion picked another one from Hogg's head and said proudly:
"Everyone thinks that Magnus possesses amazing wisdom, but my wisdom is not inferior to his. Through my improvements, this magic circle has developed new functions while retaining its original capabilities. As long as the dosage is controlled, a new projection can be created there.

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As for the dosage? You will know after you experience it.”

Having said that, Mortarion motioned for Hogg to connect to his brain so that he could show the life projected on the other side.

So these flesh and blood tentacles were generated, and Hogg connected to Mortarion's cerebral cortex. Through the reliable physical connection, his perspective changed. What he saw was no longer a laboratory full of cold metal, but a bright room built with expensive solid wood.

Like a third-person perspective, through the reflection of the computer screen in front of him, Hogg saw the projection playing the computer game. Except for the size, it was exactly the shrunken figure of Mortarion.

Warm sunlight shone in from the window. There was no chaotic radiation that stirred up malicious intent, nor was there ubiquitous exhaust pollution. It was like a paradise, and Hogg only felt a rare peace.

This feeling of calm made Hogg uneasy, and it became more and more severe as time went on. He began to miss the rumbling machines, the floating servo skulls, the living servitors that filled the ships, and his powerful strength.

Hurryingly severing the neural connection, Hogg gasped like a drowning man, and only calmed down after smelling the ship's exhaust again.

Hogg's reaction did not surprise Mortarion. It took him a long time to adapt to it, which was why he wanted to keep it a secret. Because such beautiful and ordinary life was too expensive for those of them who were struggling in the galaxy.

"Brother, what do you think of my amazing wisdom?"

In order to hide his embarrassment, Hogg praised him for a rare moment:
"Very good! But your gaming skills are terrible. You're playing as a warrior tank against the Lich King. Are you a friend or family member?"

(End of this chapter)