Chapter 723 Fishing Law Enforcement
A real man drives a Zaku. Although Hogg likes this super-cool humanoid mecha, it is too fragile and is far less durable than a Knight Squire of the same specifications.

But the absence of a Zaku doesn't mean Hogg is not a real man. He is now going to make a parachuteless airborne attack from the orbit of this planet, and bring along his good brother who dared to kick his sofa.

"Brother, are you ready?"

"Is it possible for me to refuse?"

"No, either jump down from here or I'll shoot you out of the macro cannon."

Looking at Hogg who was fixing himself on the ramming horn of the Blacklight, and looking at the emerald green planet below that was flashing scarlet lightning from time to time, Roland wanted to say a thousand damn things in his heart, but in the end he still held on to Hogg's tail tightly.

"Are you sure you won't die?"

"It's guaranteed! You just need to control Guilliman. When Horus and I were searching for Lorgar, we did bungee jumping without parachutes in orbit every day. It was a wonderful memory."

Those are bullshit memories. Horus probably wants to kill you, but Roland dare not say that because his life is still with Hogg. He is not Vulkan who is often used as a meat shield, nor is he Hogg who can withstand the light spear. If he jumps down, he will die!

"Then you have to protect me."

After saying these last words, Roland stopped talking and devoted himself wholeheartedly to the task of controlling Guilliman. Only the two tears flowing from the corners of his eyes showed his excitement and yearning heart.

Of course, this is just Hogg's perspective. The real situation is that Roland is scared to death. Not only is he socially anxious, he is also afraid of heights. He cried like a fart guy whose toes were stepped on.

The Primarchs were not originally so sentimental, but because of Hogg, almost every Primarch was affected and became facial artists who inherited the will of the magnetic field.

In response to this, Hogg said that he was not to blame. He could indeed make people think actively, but becoming a lunatic was not his intention. If he had to blame someone, he should blame the world for being too fucked up. Being a fool is better than eating shit.

"I'm going to jump."

"Dance,"

“I really jumped!”

"Hurry up the fuck."

"Hahaha, second brother, you can talk, right? Let's go."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hogg turned his back to the sun, took a leap of faith in the excited gazes of the Black Watch, and dived headfirst towards the cat-people's home planet Carlos below.

The cosmic void cannot affect Hogg. As a cosmic star god, he has at least nine ways to land safely, but Hogg chose the most radical way.

The bones were reshaped and the flesh was twisted. The originally strong and heavy Hogg began to mutate. A scarlet light appeared on his chest, tearing the flesh to form a hideous mouth, which spread from the torso to the two pairs of dragon wings and finally condensed at the tips of the wings, forming two groups of 12 plasma nozzles in total.

Roland could not be hidden from this drastic change, because he was pushed into the big mouth by the tail. But before he could ask what happened, a huge impact hit him from the waist, almost making him suffocate.

Like an aerospace fighter, 12 scarlet flames burst out from Hogg's wings, providing powerful thrust to this flesh and blood war beast. In just three seconds, Hogg went from static to dynamic, instantly reaching Mach 32.

"Hahaha, cool!"

Without a medium for transmission, Roland could not hear Hogg's roar. He could only see Hogg shaking his head and baring his teeth like a dog seeing a bone.

But soon Roland could no longer laugh, because he found that the Black Light behind him began to turn around, and the giant light spear was gathering energy and aiming at them.

"Light Spear, Light Spear, Hogg, your ship is aiming at us."

"What? You weren't fast enough."

In an instant, Roland was crushed by gravity, the power of the star god was activated, and the plasma nozzle exploded again, allowing Hogg to reach an astonishing Mach 62.

Speed ​​is power. At this terrifying speed, it can cover a distance of 21 kilometers in one second, and it will hit the surface of the planet from the thermosphere in less than half a minute. What's more, this bastard Hogg is still accelerating.

With a beating heart and trembling hands, Roland felt like he was about to die. Body fluids had begun to accumulate in his heels. He could only curl up inside Hogg's body, tightly grip the handle, and manipulate Guilliman to lead Sera to the designated location.

Through simple calculations, it was known that Hogg, transformed into a four-armed overlord, weighed 217 tons and crashed into the surface of the planet at a speed of 62 Mach. Roland quickly calculated the energy generated by the collision. Even if it was reduced by half, he would definitely die, not to mention that he was still accelerating.

"Quack! I don't want to die.

"Father, father, please save me!" When Roland shouted this, they had already entered the atmosphere. A layer of scarlet shield appeared around Hogg, distorting the laws of physics nearby, and he also aimed at the scrap giant who was looking up at the sky below.

"boom!"

Like a divine punishment, there was no time to react as Hogg crashed straight through Sera. The huge amount of energy had nowhere to be released and eventually spread outward in the form of heat energy and shock waves, tearing apart the entire mountain range. Even the continental plates began to break apart and were eventually swept into orbital deep space.

However, this is not the end. Sera, who has become a divine evil, will not die so easily. Hogg knows better than anyone how strong his vitality is. When dealing with such an enemy, he must not give it a chance to recover and must kill it with one blow.

There was not a single moment of pity for Sera, as the next ship to appear was the Queen of Glory-class battleship, the strongest spear of Blackwatch, the Blacklight, which was a fusion of countless heretical technologies and the power of Hogan's thoughts.

With its incomparable power, the Light Spear has been mankind's most loyal weapon since humans officially began to colonize the starry sky.

The huge beam of light, which was dozens of times thicker than the Jackdaw's small water gun, came crashing down, delivering the final shot to the Carlos world that had already been destroyed by Hogg.

Everything turned crimson as far as the eye could see. The light spear bombardment that lasted for two minutes directly melted through the surface of Carlos. Mountains were flattened, lakes were evaporated, and high-temperature steam spread to every corner.

Countless cattails disappeared in the wind, and there were no more small yellow flowers in bloom. Only ashes carried by the heat wave filled the sky, just like Los Angeles burning down at four in the morning.

But in this scene that looks like hell on earth, a piece of pure land has been preserved. Neither heat waves nor magma can destroy this only remaining piece of catman grass.

"Where am I? Why am I lying here? Who the hell turned off the lights?"

With the sound of metal tearing, Guilliman woke up and crawled out of the armor. He felt as if he was run over by an entire Titan group and his bones were almost broken.

Without auxiliary equipment, it is difficult for ordinary people to get out of the power armor, but Guilliman's armor was broken, and the full body armor became half body armor, which fell off his body with two shakes.

As the effect of the anesthetic wore off, Guilliman gradually regained consciousness and felt a warmth from the bottom of his heart, because his torso had been bent ninety degrees in the opposite direction and the water was about to boil.

"Oh, damn, my waist, my waist is broken."

Perhaps because of the low concentration of pollen in the surrounding area, Guilliman did not go crazy this time, and the surrounding catman grass just suppressed the pain in his body.

In order to regain his ability to move, Guilliman mobilized his psychic energy, took a deep breath, and then forcibly pulled his lower body back.

"Hiss~ Ah, damn Hogg, I will kill you when I get back. Ugh, it hurts so much."

It would take time for the body to recover. With the help of psychic floating, Guilliman saw the doomsday scene around him. Except for the one-kilometer area covered by a scarlet shield, the surroundings were all filled with lava, and dark and turbid rain was falling from the sky.

Guilliman didn't know what had happened, but he knew that his offspring should be fine, and Titus and the others were still on standby on the Jackdaw.

Thinking of this, Guilliman decided to take a break first. Since he was protected by the psionic shield, it meant that Hogg was coming. Seeing that the shield was turning purple red and the psionic index was about to explode, it was estimated that Hogg was nearby. If he saw him like this, who knows what he would do to him.

Guilliman picked up a handful of cat grass and glanced at the pale yellow flowers on the grass stems. He suddenly felt a little hungry. He had vomited all over the floor and his stomach acid was spraying out. Then he had a series of battles. It was time to eat a few bites to replenish his energy.

"Haha, when I get back, I will definitely transplant the catman grass to Macragge. These are all mine, and no one can snatch them from me. Hehehe, why are you so crazy? Never mind, let's eat them first."

Guilliman, who was busy chewing grass, did not notice that on the small mound behind him, two heads slowly emerged from the soil, using the grass as a cover, and were quietly looking at him.

"Hogg, are you sure Sera will really be attracted here? Why do I feel so unreliable? And isn't it a bit unkind for us to treat Guilliman like this?"

Hogg raised his head and bumped into Roland. He signaled him not to move, and he pointed the camera at the figure chewing grass in the distance.

"I guarantee it! Sera is now exhausted. I chose this place on purpose. Look at the psionic shield. With such high-purity psionic energy, I don't believe she won't come here.

As for Guilliman, you are really a yellow-skinned person. You are not as anxious as Malca. Don’t you see that he is enjoying it?

Hush! Look over there, our prey has appeared!"

As Hogg finished speaking, a metal skeleton emerged from the magma and clung to the grass at the edge of the shield. Then, a metal skull poked its head out, and after repeated observations, it looked at Guilliman who was eating grass in front of him.

"Ah! Fresh meat."

(End of this chapter)