Chapter 729 Listen carefully, the one standing before you now is...

“You actually dared to launch a sneak attack. This is no longer an ordinary enemy. I must strike back with a powerful blow.

Waaaagh!!! Decepticon transforms, I am just a passing Kamen Rider. "

Such scenes were happening everywhere at any time. After clearing the first level of consciousness space, Black Watch followed the spire to the second level.

However, compared with the enemies on the first floor, the enemies on the second floor have acquired some basic intelligence. They are no longer the useless people like the zombies above who can only line up to be shot. But they are not much better either, and they still have to line up to be shot.

One layer, two layers, three layers. Hogg classified this part as shallow consciousness. Except for the serious pollution, it was normal. With the help of Akama, the guide, Black Watch quickly cleared all the pollution. Hogg had two more little cats on his body, and they looked at Roland with envy.

Roland had some ideas, but the problem was that the little cat people ignored him. Even so, Roland still took care of them like a dog.

Perhaps because the pollution has weakened, Sera's consciousness space has become more stable. Hogg secretly modified the simulation data of Blackwatch so that every recruit has reached the combat strength of a shield-position veteran.

This made everyone very excited. Seeing that their father could modify the data, they all clamored to change their outfits. They wanted to change the Freedom Gundam and the Dreadnought. This was still normal.

What's worse, it turned into an excavator, and together with a few good friends who had the same illness, they started racing with their mechanical arms swinging. It was them who shouted "heavy punch" just now.

It would be fine if it was just one or two people, but everyone wanted to use the modifier, and in the end Hogg became so annoyed that he had to pull Guilliman over and use him as a human processor to do the adjustments.

"Hogg, we have reached the sixth floor now. Where is the remnant soul of the Second Legion you mentioned? If I can't see it again, I'm afraid Roland will turn into the same ghost he was before."

"You should take care of yourself first. Look at what you are doing now. I really doubt whether you are a normal person."

Looking at the giant cat grass dancing up and down in front of him and walking on the ground with its roots, Hogg almost shoveled it away if it hadn't had a laurel wreath on its head.

"Mortal wisdom, do you think everyone can transform at will like you? Since there is such an interesting thing, of course I have to experience it.

Don’t you find the enemies on the sixth floor a little strange? Look at that robot in the distance, it’s even deserting its post, it’s exactly like a real person.”

Guilliman was right. The enemies on the sixth floor were more intelligent and more lifelike than real people. Plus, they had mechanical bodies. If Blackwatch hadn't had its data enhanced, they might have been impossible to defeat.

What impressed me even more was the surrounding environment. There was not even any ruins in this space. The laws of physics were completely invalid. It was even more magical than the sub-space. If you were not careful, you would be eliminated.

"That's right. Since the fourth floor, Blackwatch has started to suffer casualties. The pollution here is too serious. If there is no mental network to share the burden, my descendants will soon be corroded in reverse.

But it's not a big problem. We will soon be able to gather seven Sera fragments and give Roland a complete mother."

This sounds a bit hellish, but it is true. Hogg is more curious about how Sera became like this. Logically, she was able to wake up during the Great Crusade, which means she has complete consciousness. How could she end up like this?
Glancing at Roland who was teasing the cat-man in the distance, Hogg leaned over to Guilliman's head, or rather the flower bud, and whispered:
"The situation is not optimistic. On the seventh floor, Blackwatch discovered that there were Space Marines among the enemies. Although they were severely deformed, their power armor could still be vaguely seen."

"You mean to say that the Second Legion has been contaminated?"

“I’m not sure, but as the levels get deeper, the frequency of that kind of enemy appearing increases, which is why I’m keeping you behind.

I didn't tell Roland that according to the data analysis, the remaining consciousness of the Second Legion was probably defending the seven-story fortress before, and now they have..."

Hogg made a noodle gesture, and Guilliman knew what he wanted to say. The lowest level of the aberrations they had encountered before had become a bunch of noodle-like mechanical worms. It was foreseeable that the Second Legion would not end well.

"Then let's go in and explore the way. If the situation is not right, we will destroy it completely. As for Roland, let's not let him get stimulated again."

"Ah."

Time passed little by little. Although they could not search the battlefield, Blackwatch did not relax at all. Relying on extremely dirty tactics and the strength of numbers, they quickly cleared the last pollutant.

When the sixth little cat-man poked its head out from the grass, Hogg stopped pretending and simply grabbed Fate by the neck and threw the little thing on himself.

In ancient times, nine dragons pulled the coffin, which had the power of steroids. Today, six cats protect the body, and the leather coat does not shed.

Without any hesitation, Hogg took the lead and went straight through the high tower connecting the six levels of consciousness space and came to the deepest part of Sera's consciousness.

But as soon as he showed his head, a dense array of gun muzzles pointed at Hogg's head:

"Don't shoot, I'm a friendly soldier."

Looking up, he saw a rather retro bone-white Mark II power armor. Even the bolter on his head was an ancient Phobos model. To be honest, this thing might be older than Hogg.

"Hogg, what are you doing blocking the door? Come in quickly."

A bunch of flower buds popped out from behind Hogg, muttering something weird about being sneaky or sneaky. It was Guilliman who had changed his clothes.

No one shot when Hogg came in, because at least Hogg looked like a human being, but Guilliman was different. As soon as he showed his head, he was blown into pieces by countless bombs and was kicked out of the game directly.

"Actually, I don't know him well. I told him not to do this, but he just wouldn't listen."

"Shut up, who are you?" A hoarse voice came from the gap in the helmet. Through the eyepiece, Hogg could see the pair of cold iron-gray eyes.

"Captain, stop wasting time talking to him. This must be a trick of the aberration. Why don't we just kill him?"

"Shut up! If you dare to interrupt me again, I will throw you out to feed those mutants. Rogge, you should shut your mouth completely just like your unlucky brother Ross. Didn't you notice that there are no traitors rushing in? This is a person, and a living person." "Living person! Where is the living person?"

As Lancelot's voice was uttered, more and more Space Marines wearing Mark II power armor gathered around, and everyone had hunger in their eyes, as if Hogg was a piece of top-quality delicious meat.

"Oh!"

Gunshots rang out, and Lancelot looked around. His cold, iron-gray eyes forced everyone back, and he shouted in his hoarse voice:

"What do you want to do? We are the Second Legion. We are Space Marines who clear out aliens, not the ghouls of the Ninth Legion. Restrain your desires. I don't want to send you off myself.

As for you, the unlucky guy, judging from your outfit, you must be a Space Marine. I'm sorry, we can't send you back because you're already dead.

Tell me who you are, at least someone will remember your name before you lose control."

"You mean you want to know my name?"

"That's right, just tell me, it's just a name, right? You're not a member of the Imperial Guard, why are you so fussy?"

Hogg was a little excited. He had been waiting for this moment for a long time. He didn't care about the pressure anymore and just used his mind to pull Ross over from the air.

This sudden transformation stunned everyone, especially Rogge, who had previously shouted that he wanted to kill Hogg. He felt a sense of familiarity from the black-armored warrior who suddenly appeared.

"Rose, tell them who I am?"

"Boer."

As a slightly humorous voice appeared, Ross Manderson, one of the four kings of Blackwatch, captain of the 1st Company of Guards, a true veteran of the Eternal War, commander of the Black Light Regiment, fifth in line to the throne of the legion, a dog, a heinous criminal, revealed his rather arrogant explosive bun.

"Listen carefully, what is before you is this:
The Lord of the Black Watch, the appointed king of Alicia, the Heart of the Swarm, the King of Angels, the great eleventh Primarch, the Om Messiah himself, the cosmic star god representing the flesh and blood machinery, the Dog Emperor, the creator of the Eldar gods, the boss of the evil orcs, the King of Rick, the close friend of the ancient saints, the eternal first person in the chain of prestige, Saint - His Highness Hogmenethil. "

"Father of Neos."

"Ah, this, father, can I tell you this? I hope the Emperor won't be petty and come back to mess with me."

"You've already called him petty, but you still care about this? Why didn't you hesitate when you were his pimp? Just say what I tell you to say."

Ross thought so too. After all, there were tall people to hold up the sky if it fell, so he added the last sentence:
"Yes, and Father Neos!"

This series of titles made Lancelot a little confused. He really wanted to say that there was not enough space for so many people to stand here. Aren’t you tired of carrying such a long list of titles on your head?
But even though he wanted to complain, Lancelot still extracted a few familiar keywords from it:
"You mean to say that he is the eleventh Primarch, but how can this be proved? The eleventh Primarch had not returned before our death, and the latest one to return was Lord Jonson.

Also, I am dead, but my eyes are not blind. Whose Primarch looks like this..."

Lancelot could not say the next words because he had a premonition that if he really said it, something unfortunate would happen and he might be hated by something indescribable for the rest of his life.

This is the beast instinct tempered between life and death, which has helped him escape many life-and-death crises. This time, he still chooses to trust his intuition.

"Damn, brother! Why are you here?"

Just when the situation was beginning to get more bizarre, a startled breath attracted everyone's attention. Following Ross's voice, a soldier from the Second Legion stood up.

As the helmet was taken off, a face that was almost identical to Ross's, except for the height and hairstyle, appeared in front of everyone.

"Rose, is that you?"

After thousands of years, the two brothers met again and should have been extremely excited, but Roger only felt a pain, because Ross's coming here meant that his only brother had died and their Manderson family had no descendants.

With Rogge's guarantee, Lancelot quickly accepted Hogg's identity. After hearing that he had come in on his own initiative, the pressure that had accumulated over the years instantly dissipated and he collapsed to the ground.

"Your Highness, please forgive me for being rude just now. It's really because the enemy is too cunning and we have to be on guard. Just now, that deformed person almost broke in beside you.

Fortunately, we were quick to act and destroyed the aberration, otherwise this last fortress would have been lost. By the way, where is Lord Guilliman you mentioned just now?
It's not that I doubt your identity. With Rogge's guarantee, you are not the Primarch. The main thing is that I met Lord Guilliman once before and I admire this son of the Emperor very much. With him coming forward, we can trust you more."

"Yeah yeah!"

I thought my life was hopeless, but unexpectedly, the light of hope suddenly appeared. However, the Second Legion did not let down its guard, as no one could tell whether this was another scam.

The aberrations can devour them to absorb their memories. Only Lancelot on their side has seen Guilliman. If this Emperor's child really comes, Lancelot will be able to confirm whether it is real.

At this moment, perhaps the Second Legion hoped that he was real more than Hogg did, because this meant that they were finally liberated and at least could die in peace.

“Yes, I know what you want to say. Although you don’t believe me, I appreciate your cautious attitude.

But is there a possibility that the catman grass that just came from behind me, the plant that you smashed into pieces, is Guilliman, what would you do?"

Lancelot: "Ah?"

(End of this chapter)