Chapter 756: The Final Holy War, an unprecedented ultimate melee

“Hmm~ Hmm~ Hmm~ Ahhhhhh~ Uhhhhh~”

"Shafulin, shut up right now. Your screams are so disgusting that I really doubt whether you are just a Nurgling. I don't have a clone as embarrassing as yours."

Five years had passed since the division of the spoils, and during that time, the worlds around Cadia had been evacuated and replaced with the Endless Fortress jointly built by the Imperial Fists and the Iron Warriors.

Originally, it wouldn't take that long to evacuate the people and build bunkers. With the combined efforts of all the legions, it would take three years at most. But the problem was that Blackwatch had too many warehouses, and it took a year just to count and transport the supplies to Cadia.

As for why it took so long to transport the supplies, the main reason was that Black Watch was shut down and the transportation work was handed over to other legions.

In order to ensure that it does not become the next Maginot Line, targeted drills were carried out during the remaining year.

This is because the quality of the soldiers is high. In addition to the Space Marines, there is the Star Army, which is composed of the kings of soldiers from various worlds. Otherwise, it would take a lot of time just to adapt to the new equipment.

The five-year period has arrived, and the Super Can Project has begun to show results. In this critical moment, it is no longer the turn of the new recruits to undergo 12 years of training. As long as they survive the upcoming super chaos, they can become veterans.

In the first year, there were only humans around Cadia, but as time went on, more and more races came here.

The first to appear are the dog-men, led by Gotha, who have gathered from all over the galaxy to carry out this deification ritual against their own dog emperor.

After the dog-men joined the group, the Necrons led by the Silent King also joined the battlefield early. While carrying out the Rick transformation, they used the underworld scarabs to help humans build fortifications and even dragged over the World Engine that had been kept in the bottom of the box. It was obvious that they were going to make a big gamble.

As an old rival in the War in Heaven, the bean sprouts are not willing to lag behind. After 10,000 years of evolution, the Ark Eldar have been gradually absorbed by the Empire and become domesticated bean sprouts.

At the urging of a third party, the Comoro Bent, who had been staying indoors, also came to the Cadia Fortress through the webway, and was finally pulled away by Rogal Dorn to be beaten.

As more and more races gathered, the greenskins who were fighting the eternal holy war with the army of Nurgle were also attracted. Perhaps they were summoned by the second brother, the greenskins did not attack indiscriminately, but instead found a place to set up camp.

This strange phenomenon attracted many Imperial scholars to come and study it. What was even more surprising was that the war boss of this group of orcs was surprisingly rational and even went to Cadia to meet the Primarch.

This strange orc is called Saraka the Bonebreaker. He is from the Goff clan, but for some reason, he worships the Emperor very much. When he appeared, he was wearing a golden armor that was quite characteristic of the greenskins.

It would be fine if it was just an isolated case, after all, green-skinned orcs always have some strange train of thought, but the problem is that not only is Bonebreaker Saraka sick, but all the greenskins under him are also abnormal in their brains.

Not only did he imitate the Emperor, he also brought many heavy-armored bosses with weird names, such as Robert Beast Liman, Beast Barton, Leman Beast, and Holy Beast Les.

Especially the holy beast Les. In order to look more like an archangel, he got two pieces of scraps from somewhere and put them on his back to serve as wings. The key is that this thing can actually fly.

As soon as this strange greenskin appeared, it immediately attracted the attention of all the Primarchs. If it weren't for the urgent need for manpower, this combination of alien and heretic would have been slaughtered by everyone long ago.

But since they are cannon fodder coming here to die, just let them be. At worst I can find a way to kill them later.

Ainok, Necrons, Eldar, Greenskins, Tau, except for the brainless foodies like the Tyranids, basically all the big-name forces in the galaxy have come.

After all the heroes arrived, the forces at the warp level also came one after another. As a brother Tumu who is as famous as the Imperial Fists, although he has a foul mouth, Perturabo is the one who supports Hogg the most and directly serves as the commander-in-chief of the warp defense line.

The Burning Legion of Blackwatch was sent under the Iron Warriors to serve as demon commanders. Under the leadership of the black-hearted foreman Mr. Kratos, they drove the demons to build the same defensive fortifications on the subspace front as in the physical world.

For some reason, when driving the demons to work, Perturabo felt that it was very easy, as if he was born to do this.

While his good brothers were working, Hogg was not idle either. To be precise, he was accumulating strength for this ascension to godhood and plunged headfirst into the sea of ​​​​shit in the subspace and ate and drank to his heart's content.

As the energy accumulated, Hogg could no longer maintain his human form. He turned into a hundred-meter-tall star beast, and grew bigger and bigger as he devoured energy, so that the invisible beast in the Eye of Terror could be observed from the surface of Cartier Fortress.

This rapid accumulation of energy made Hogg feel a sense of fullness that he had never enjoyed before. Simply put, he was full.

If everything goes according to plan, now is the best time to kill Hogden God, but for the sake of dessert, Hog decided to wait a little longer and drag his good brother Vashtor to die together. But Hog's desire to die doesn't mean Shafulin wants to die too. He sat on Hog's head and started to roll around, making a sharp and foul-smelling roar.

"Don't scream. You're not really going to die. As long as I'm alive, you won't die, right?"

"But it really hurts! You are so heartless. Ever since I followed you, you have sold me out every time you have the chance. I am a fucking clone, not a resurrection armor like Vulcan. Especially when I am waiting to die, can't you let me say a few more words?"

"Speak, speak, speak whatever you want to say. If you hadn't let Wa Banxian escape, we wouldn't be here now. It's all your fault!"

Without the mental network, Hogg could only endure the Shaforin while floating in the Eye of Terror and waiting to die. His only form of entertainment was to watch the little meat man below turning into dust.

Perhaps because his weakness was exposed, Shafulin stopped complaining and found a good position to look down:
"Hogg, why do you insist on dragging Vashtor to die with you?"

"Because he deserves to die!"

After saying this, Hogg stopped talking and pulled Shafulin into the mental network to explain:
“Even though the four gods are allies now, who can say for sure what will happen in the future? For the empire, the throne that Vashtor is pursuing is too targeted, and this old bastard is too good at hiding. He must be killed in advance and his bones must be crushed to dust!
In my opinion, humans are a big cake and everyone wants to have a piece of it. Our previous big plan has not failed, Khorne and Slaanesh have been distorted, and Fatty and Birdman have also been more or less contaminated.

Only Vashtor, he really wants to improve. Everyone else is playing badly, but he is the only one who is trying hard. I will not allow such a powerful demon to exist in the galaxy.

Besides, aren't allies meant to be backstabbed?"

Speaking of low morals, it has to be Hogg. He's thinking of backstabbing his ally before the whole thing even starts. But fortunately, Shafulin is not a good guy either.

"Hehehe, you are so bad! You are worthy of being my pet."

Not paying attention to Shafulin's offense, just as they were talking, the power of the Four Gods descended here again, and this time, the four incarnations also brought a tall demon that was tightly sealed.

Vashtor was an extraordinary person who had been able to escape the pursuit of the Four Gods for five years. He wanted to beg for mercy as soon as he appeared, but Hogg didn't even look at the half-immortal. He stretched out his tentacles and pulled it into his stomach.

"Hogg, you will regret this! I'll be waiting for you in hell."

"Stupid guy, I will be resurrected and you will be the only one to die."

As Vashtor was completely pulled into his body, Hogg's entire body expanded again in an instant, reaching the most dangerous critical point.

The mini evil gods that were transporting the goods looked at each other and then crashed into Hogg's body one after another.

Time began to freeze, and starting from the Eye of Terror, an unparalleled Warp tide was instantly generated, washing over the entire Sea of ​​Souls, and the generous Warp will once again extended an olive branch to Hogg.

This time, Hogg did not refuse. The anchor named Black Watch became a sacrifice, and the title of the Fifth Evil God echoed throughout the subspace:
"Holy! The Lord of Black Light that corrodes everything!"

"Holy! Lord of flesh and machinery!"

“Holy!…”

The crown of the void, symbolizing supreme power, fell down. Under the witness of all spirits and the supreme will, a road to heaven appeared before our eyes, but would it really be so?

Two voices rang out on the two Holy Terras. Two beings named the Emperor issued the final judgment on their common offspring:
"Hogg, take my Imperial Tyrannical Fist!!"

Eleven seconds later, the new god Hogg Menethil died!

He died at the age of eleven seconds.

(End of this chapter)