I'm in Warhammer, please don't praise Doraemon

Chapter 460 Typhons: Mortarion is a traitor, a loving father who does not understand faith

The Blood God disappeared in the dim sky. He promised Erebus help, but the form of this help did not satisfy Erebus.

That is indeed a good help, but it will take some time to reach Heroshima, the planet where Erebus is located.
Erebus was not willing to abandon the planet Heroshima and go to the location of the helper.

The planet under his feet had been tempered, sacrificed, and enchanted by him, and had become a hideous planetary weapon, inhabited by countless demons and four chaotic beasts cultivated from four sacrifices.
In order to forge this planet, Erebus spent most of his 10,000 years of accumulation and consumed a lot of the gods' gifts.

Even if a Primarch were to step onto this planet and walk into Erebus's trap, he would gain nothing.

He just needs to wait here, waiting for Saint Doraemon to step onto the planet Heroshima by himself, and then he can trap him here.
After that, we just need to wait for Luther and Typhus to meet and get the item.

Then he summoned the fallen angels scattered across the galaxy, gathered them together, and led them here.

With such a large gathering of fallen angels, the Dark Angels' Stone Fortress will inevitably be attracted, and the Stone Fortress will have what Erebus needs.

Well. After Saint Doraemon is trapped on this planet, he will summon the help promised by the Blood God, and cooperate with the Emperor's Children warband brought by Lucius to guard this galaxy together and resist the imperial forces coming to rescue.

In Erebus's opinion, the difficulty of this plan lies in resisting the subsequent rescue forces of the Empire, resisting the attacks of the two Primarchs, and even considering the God of Plague.
This requires Luther to be fast enough. As long as Luther can bring back that thing, bring back enough fallen angels in time, and attract the Stone Fortress, Erebus's plan will be unstoppable. That person will be sent directly back to the past, to the altar, to receive the bloody sacrifice, and ascend to become a god in the past.
The edge of the former Eye of Terror is now in the midst of a turbulent warp.
The twisted, blasphemous, and bizarre power of this realm is rampant. Swarms of blasphemous flies are scurrying around in the tides of chaos. The stench of decay permeates the air. The ugly Terminus is hanging in the void.
This blasphemous capital ship was forged in the lunar shipyards of yore. It was far larger and more powerful than its peers, but also more cumbersome and slow.
The Emperor gifted this behemoth to the Dusk Raiders, a group that would later be known as the Death Guard.
This huge ship is the flagship of Typhons, the Chosen One of Nurgle. It has been corrupted by the infinite blasphemous power of its loving father and turned into an ugly and twisted appearance. It has committed countless crimes since the Great Heresy and even destroyed the Emperor's Shadow, a Glorious Queen-class battleship of the Raven Guard.

Now, ten thousand years later, the ship has become even uglier, and the vicious Destroyer plague continues to spread on this blasphemous ship.
The old cabin was covered with yellow-brown rust, the cracks were filled with rotten and smelly fungi, the ground was covered with pustules and gray-white flesh membranes with diseases, and every few steps Luther would see a deformed human face merged with the cabin, grinning and revealing their rotten teeth.
They were the former crew members of the Terminus Est, now trapped and integrated with the Terminus Est.
Luther waved his hand lightly to disperse the flies that tried to swoop down on him, and the fallen angels following him simply swung their swords to kill the giant insects that were as big as human heads.

"Don't be so rough, my brothers."

"This is a pet raised by my friend. We are guests."

Luther said to the brothers around him who had been reassembled by him,
In these days, he relied on the ability to move in the shadows given by that existence, followed the prophecy of Erebus and the guidance of his own blood, and continued to gather the fallen angels around him. Now he has almost a war gang.

Of course, this is far from enough. Half of the legion that was once stationed on Caliban was caught in the tide of chaos and scattered throughout the galaxy. According to Erebus's calculations, Luther must gather at least 20,000 to 30,000 legion-level fallen angels.

Facing Luther's scolding, some of the dozen or so fallen angel brothers who followed him expressed their dissatisfaction.

"He's your brother, Luther, not ours."

A warrior wearing black armor and with the mark of Dreadwing on his body whispered:
"You promised to redeem us, you promised to resurrect the Primarch, you promised to cleanse the mistakes we made, so we followed you."

“I hope that what you are doing now is related to this.”

"Of course, my brother." Luther nodded slightly and whispered to the warrior: "Everything is for the lion, for Caliban."

"We are here to find Caliban's sister."

Sister of Caliban? This term confused all the fallen angels present.

Caliban is the home planet of the Dark Angels, how can a planet have sisters?
But Luther just smiled and said nothing, and brought the fallen angels to the bridge of the Terminus Est.
On the command throne, Luther's friend from the Great Crusade, Typhons of the 14th Legion, was sitting on the bridge.
Luther would probably have been more willing to hug him if he hadn't been covered in pus, swollen, and full of flies and maggots.

What attracted Luther's attention more than this friend was an asteroid as big as a mountain floating high above the bridge of the Terminus Est.
But the asteroid was alive, made entirely of flesh and blood from some unknown creature, beating like a heart.

Luther could feel the power of it.
"I never thought that I could see you again, Luther." Typhons turned his head, looked at Luther and said, "You look good."

"Typhons, you too..." Luther hesitated, "You don't look good."

It's not just because Typhus' body is rotten, but also because there are some hideous wounds and marks of burns on Typhus' body.

Typhons' expression suddenly twisted.

That bastard Mortarion, it's fine if he used him as a banner, but he actually set him on fire, what a beast. "Mortarion betrayed me."

Typhons said dully:

"He used crooked ways to deceive my loving father, causing him to go astray and believe in a cult."

".Pfft." Several fallen angels following Luther couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Whether it's Mortarion betraying Typhus or the kind father converting to a cult, it's inexplicably funny.

Even Luther was a little silent. He couldn't quite understand Typhons's thinking.

Mortarion was his father, his Primarch. Typhons condemned Mortarion for betraying him, which Luther could understand, after all, he had done similar stupid things before.

But isn't it a bit too abstract for Typhus to condemn his kind father and the god he believes in for being seduced by evil ways and believing in a cult?

"To make a long story short."

Typhons heard the laughter and his tone became a little lower:

"I took a great risk by coming here, even if Erebus promised that Tzeentch would conceal my fate, and even if Plague Heart could cover my path to a certain extent, my risk was still great."

"This is the Plague Heart. You can take it away."

Typhons pointed to the squirming planet of flesh that hovered above him.

Luther smiled.
Although it is called the Heart of Plague, this artifact is not a creation of the Father's power, but a strange creation found by the Death Guard on a demon world. It has extraordinary power, but for a long time, even Typhons did not know what this artifact is.
But Luther learned the nature of the Plague Heart from Erebus, which was one of the three artifacts forged by the Ancient Saints.

Plagueheart, Tuchucha Engine, and Ouroboros,

The Plague Heart was found by Typhus after the Great Heresy and has been in his possession ever since.

The Tuchucha Engine was discovered by Ryan during the Great Rebellion and is now on top of the boulder.
And the Ouroboros and the Dark Angels are always together.
The day when the three artifacts are reunited is the day of atonement.
Erebus prostrated himself on the altar, feeling the rhythm of the entire planet.
Crystals grew out of the ground, twisting and wriggling into a strange maze, like a giant bird-shaped beast made of broken mirrors that kept crawling.
The plague spread through the forest. Rotten fruits hung from the branches of giant trees. Giant mushroom-shaped beasts roared and spread spores.

The luxurious bedroom was filled with the scent of various drugs, and the obscene beast with a bull's head and a snake's body made seductive moans.
Finally, there was a twisted giant beast with a hundred arms, lurking in the sea of ​​corpses and blood, angrily eager for killing.

Come quickly. Come quickly. My new master.
Erebus bowed devoutly to the Chaos Octagon on the altar.
Now, four corners of the eight-pointed star have been lit, one corner seems to be burning and extinguished, and the other three are still dim and without a master.

This is largely because the gods are bound to be born one after another. This is fate, it is something that is bound to happen, and no living being can stop it from happening.

Corruption, mindless killing, hellstorm, ecstasy perception,
Corrosion and destruction, malicious skills, greedy dissolution, uncertain distortion,
All gods have their order, all gods have their place,
But now, the position of Erosion and Destruction is occupied by the Emperor, but he has never become a god. The owners of the remaining three positions will never be born.

But now, Erebus has seized this opportunity, seized the opportunity to push the Chaos Octagon into operation.
Come quickly, come quickly, my new master————

At this moment, Erebus raised his head with great joy.
He felt his master coming.

A red and pink wooden door appeared on the planet Heroshima, but it was quite far away from Erebus.
The wooden door opened with a click, and a round hand stretched out from inside, holding
"Dang-dang-dang!"

"Earth-destroying bomb!"

(End of this chapter)