Chapter 739 Super Can Plan, launched!
When he opened his eyes again, Guilliman found that he was no longer in the laboratory, but lying on a soft and warm bed. Even his lower body that had been severed at the waist had been reconnected. He just felt a little weak, as if he was anemic.

"Anemia? Not good!"

As the Primarch, Guilliman would not have symptoms such as anemia. The only explanation was that someone had drawn his blood, and drawn a lot of it, making his strong body feel weak.

With such a huge amount of plasma falling into Hogg's hands, Guilliman had no idea what kind of trouble this bastard could cause. He was just talking nonsense before, he wouldn't take it seriously, right?
"No, I have to stop Hogg immediately. This is just nonsense."

After lifting the quilt and getting off the ground, Guilliman felt dizzy, which fully demonstrated his physical weakness. But Guilliman could no longer care about this, he had to find Hogg as soon as possible.

However, when the door was pushed open, Guilliman did not see the corridor, but entered another bed, but the person lying on that bed was Roland.

"OI, Guilliman, you're awake! You scared us so much back then. I didn't expect that the Primarch could also have a cerebral hemorrhage. I have to take care of myself in the future. Do you want to try some brown sugar wolfberry tea? I heard that this stuff can replenish blood and nourish the skin, especially the little red fruit, which tastes sweet."

Eat, eat, eat, you fat cat, just think about eating, and you want to replenish your blood and beautify your skin. You have replenished yourself, but my offspring will be thrown into the subspace to die by that bastard Hogg.

Without caring about his good-for-nothing second brother, Guilliman ran towards the door, but when the door opened, there was no corridor in front of him, only a vast tropical rainforest. A few stupid toads were poking their heads out of a small pond and looking at him.

"Fuck! Where are you from? Is this still the Black Light?"

With his heart agitated, Guilliman slammed the door and jumped on Roland. He grabbed his two long and narrow cat ears and began to interrogate him:

"Where's Hogg? Where is that bastard now? Ask him to let us out."

Although Roland was a Primarch, Guilliman, who grabbed his ear, was also a Primarch. He was in great pain after the tugging, and he quickly said:
“It hurts, it hurts, don’t get excited, we are safe now, we are not locked up, this is just the medical ward of Blackwatch.

As for Hogg, he is making super seeds in the laboratory. He said he wants to combine the strength of the three of us to create a powerful army that can resist the pollution of the subspace. The door behind us is the exit. Let go!"

As soon as these words came out, Guilliman felt as if the sky had fallen. This was no longer a question of blasphemy or not. What if this batch of gene seeds was really successfully produced by Hogg, and then completed through his super canning surgery?

Let's not talk about the casualties of this legion's expedition to the warp. It's also a question of whose cubs they are. The Iron Phoenix only has two Primarchs, but this legion has three Primarchs.

But while Guilliman was stunned, Roland was still finishing off the enemy:

"Brother, you slept for a whole week. I told Hogg to draw less blood, but he refused to listen, saying that he couldn't hurt your sincere heart.

But don't worry, although Hogg has a bad temper, his technical level is still guaranteed. We will go for a big meal later, and I guarantee that the blood plasma that was drawn will be replenished. The Black Light's cafeteria is the best in all the legions. I heard that there will be titanium star fish from the neighboring world today. I love fish the most!"

Roland's words made Guilliman laugh. He felt his head spike and his blood pressure went off the charts. He picked up the barrel of Nuka-Cola next to him and drank it.
Tons, tons, tons! With a loud burp, Guilliman, who had instantly consumed a large amount of sugar, collapsed to the ground, as if possessed by Xianglin Sao, and wrapped himself tightly in Roland's small quilt.

"Really? I'm so stupid! I shouldn't have pretended to know when I didn't. No! I shouldn't have gone to Carlos. A week has passed. With that bastard Hogg's efficiency, maybe he has already started preparing for the gene seed inoculation experiment."

Looking at Guilliman curled up on his bed and feeling sorry for himself, Roland wanted to say, "You bastard, you are bullying me." But his second brother was not as crude as Hogg. Seeing that Guilliman was in a bad mental state, he quickly spoke to comfort him:
"Brother, you can't say that. I know you are worried about the casualties of the offspring who have been inoculated with these seeds, but don't I worry about that? Or does Hogg worry about that too?"

"What do you mean?"

"Yes, I mean you can move first, you are still holding my tail."

"Oh, sorry! Your tail was so limp, I didn't see it."

Pulling back his tail, Roland groomed the hair on his tail while counseling Guilliman:
"I am the last one among our brothers to come into contact with Hogg. You came into contact with him much earlier than me. Perhaps it is because of the stereotype that you always think that Hogg is a despicable, shameless, morally low, full of nonsense, and a hateful person who likes to dress up as a woman to deceive people."

"Isn't it?" Guilliman's question made Roland pause. The two looked at each other and could only repeat what they had just said:
"I was the last one among our brothers to come into contact with Hogg. Everyone knows that Hogg is despicable and shameless, has low morals, talks nonsense, and likes to dress up as a woman to deceive people, play with aliens and collude with Chaos.

In short, if it weren't for his strong fist, his father would have disappeared long ago, but you can't deny that Hogg is the most loyal one! "

"Really? I don't believe it! Do you know the Second, Third, and Fourth Reich?"

Guilliman applied for a second conscience judgment, Roland rolled the dice, one point, a big failure!
"..."

Roland looked up at the sky, letting time fade away the embarrassment. Three minutes later, he spoke again:
"Anyway, among us brothers, Hogg is more proud than someone as ambitious as you. Don't interrupt me. If you do, I'll get mad."

Seeing that Guilliman was about to refute again, Roland raised his fist as big as an iron pot, as if he would hit Guilliman's head in the next second.

"I know what you want to say. You want to say that you are not an ambitious person, right? But you are like this!

A proud person won't say this. Although you may not say it, you understand it better than anyone else. It is said that the third sister is the proudest, but Fogg is only on the surface. She is inferior in her heart and pursues perfection.

Perturabo is not proud, he is eager for recognition. As for Dorn, compared to pride, he is more like stubbornness, confident but humble angel, knowledgeable but blind and reckless Magnus, in comparison, only you are the one who reveals the breath of pride all the time.

Since the Great Rebellion, you are the only one who naively believes that you can reverse the decline of the empire by your own efforts and believe that all problems can be solved by reason and strength.

But the Empire is not Macragge, not your enviable 500 worlds, and you also have Lady Euton, which is why all the brothers distance themselves from you. You are indeed the ambitious one.

If it were the ancient Terra period, people like you would probably be ordered by the emperor the next day to be reviewed in the parade ground without armor.

Don't ask me how I know this, I'm your second brother and I've been through this before."

Guilliman was silent because he found that everything Roland said was right, but he wanted to know more about Roland's evaluation of Hogg.

"What about Hogg?"

"Hogg?" Roland sneered and pointed with his tail at the ward decorations that were completely different from the Imperial style, and also pointed at the big barrel of Nuka-Cola that Guilliman had just finished drinking.

"You can think of it as your moral inferiority on a steroid, that he's the proudest of us all, even less than my father.

It seemed to me that he was dissatisfied with everything, good or bad, and that he hated the whole world from the bottom of his heart.

For a person like this, the only things he cares about are probably Blackwatch, who can maintain his emotions, and us, his brothers.

So don't worry, since he dares to create a new legion, he will definitely not let them die in vain. Why think so much?"

Guilliman suddenly discovered that his second brother was really something, worthy of being the one who had been suppressed by his father.

But just when the two were planning to go eat something delicious, the door of the ward was kicked open from the outside, and Hogg led his men in, and behind him was a figure that made their blood pressure soar.

"Brothers, my experiment was successful!"

"Meow~~"

(End of this chapter)