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

Chapter 464 I want to focus on the military
The mistress was panting on the command throne. The bloody chains and the iron chains injected into her body mixed together, looking particularly terrifying.

The bald man chanted a spell in a low voice, and the power of the Blood God lingered in the air, binding, controlling and enslaving the mistress, the Conqueror's machine soul.

She struggled painfully but gained nothing in the end.

"She is my slave now." said the bald man, Erebus, the Hand of Fate.

Kosolax's face twisted.
This was his ship, his Conqueror, and now he felt like a guest.

As for taking it back from Erebus.
Erebas had already demonstrated his strength. He summoned four great demons at will, crushed the crew members under the control of the mistress, and easily bound the mistress, forcing her to submit to Erebas.

The Blood God stood on Erebus' side. The Blood God even dragged Angron back into the Warp to pave the way for Erebus.
Kosolax laughed sarcastically.
Now, both the mistress and he are just slaves of Erebus.

"." The huge, multi-limbed scarlet beast with a child's face brought by Erebus seemed to sense the anger that Kotholax had hidden in his heart towards Erebus, and came close to Kotholax.

Kosolax glanced at the giant beast, then reached out and rubbed the child's shriveled and bloody head.

"He seems to like me very much." Kosolax looked at Erebus and said.

"It does not like such emotions," Erebus said mockingly. "Rage and madness are the only emotions it has, and the only emotions it should have, just like the World Eater."

Kosolax did not respond to Erebus's mockery.

He was good at suppressing his anger. He could even contain the Butcher's Nails, let alone the mockery of Erebus?

Moreover, he had long been accustomed to obscurity and to being servile to others.

"What do you want to do with the Conqueror?" Kotholax inquired.

The Conqueror is extremely powerful. She is a Glorious Queen-class battleship, the Primarch among battleships, and the throne of the entire World Eaters Legion.

Erebus must have some big plan when he took away the Conqueror.

"Are you going to invade Terra? Kill the false emperor and sit on the Golden Throne yourself?"

"Or attack Baal? Make the sons of Sanguinius bleed in agony?"

"Or Ultramar? To avenge the Word Bearers and burn the home of the Ultramarines?"

Corsolax's question made Erebus freeze in his tracks.
What the hell is this? Sit on the Golden Throne? Attack Baal and Ultramar?
He, Erebus, was bold enough to even face Saint Doraemon.
But in addition to facing the Emperor, Sanguinius and Guilliman at the same time.
"I do not want to face the wrath of Sanguinius and Guilliman at the same time." Erebus thought that Corthorax must be provoking him, and said in a cold tone.

Kotholax laughed when he heard this: "The era of the Primarch is over."

There is a deathly silence in the dull air.

Erebus glared at Cortholacus, and even the hostess on the throne glared at Cortholacus.

"Don't you know that the Primarch has returned?" asked Erebus.

".Is it true or false?" Now it was Kosolaks' turn to be stunned.

Facing the gazes of Erebus and the hostess, Kosolax was silent for a while and then said:

"I didn't pay much attention to intergalactic intelligence. I focused my main energy on the military."

Erebus was speechless for a while. He knew that this little Chaos Lord was unreliable, but he didn't expect him to be so unreliable.

But he is not worthless, he does have some brains, for a World Eater,
He relied on luck to seize the Conqueror, and used the Conqueror's reputation to gather eight warbands, calling himself the Regent of the World Eaters.
Although the name is fake, the power of the eight warbands and the Conqueror are real.
Erebus can turn the Conqueror into a new killing field.

The Conqueror is powerful enough. Although Erebus's Blessed Lady is an Abyss-class battleship, it is not inferior to the Queen of Glory-class battleship in size and firepower.
But the Queen of Glory-class battleship is the seat of the Primarch, the throne bestowed by the Emperor to the Primarchs, and the mother that carries the Legion.
When it comes to deeper concepts that transcend reality, the Queen of Glory is irreplaceable.

Moreover, using the ship as a killing field can also avoid the possibility that Saint Doraemon can enter the ship directly through the door.
Erebus sorted out the known information and guessed that the red and pink wooden door must have a map to be accurately teleported.
The interior of the Conqueror was distorted to the extreme, and its map no longer existed, so it could avoid another bomb that could destroy the planet.

But he needed time, time to control the eight warbands and the Conqueror, and time to transform them.

He had to think of a way, a good way to slow down Saint Doraemon.
He was going to send out a killer. This killer's skills might not be the strongest, but he was definitely an expert at disgusting people.

Kahn was sweating profusely and breathing heavily.

He was in so much pain that he struggled to wake up from his dream.
Kahn seemed to have had a nightmare, in which he vaguely heard a soul asking him for help.
But Kahn didn't remember the dream clearly, he just felt his mind was in a mess.

Ding Dong——Just at this moment, the bell in the room rang.
This room originally belonged to Macharius's adjutant, so it was naturally equipped with a bell.
However, there are very few people who actually go on the Lord of Light nowadays.

When Seth came to see him, he would kick the door open, and Titus would push the door open. The Raven Guard would appear inexplicably in Kahn's room without even pushing the door open.

The only people who follow this etiquette are
He climbed up from the table - the bed in this room was really too big, Kahn couldn't stand it, so he slept on the table.

Kahn did not need to wear power armor. After a burst of blood and flesh rolling, the demon possessed in Kahn's body directly spit out the power armor and covered Kahn's body surface.

Then he pushed open the door and saw the warrior in purple power armor standing in front of him.

The Primaris warrior Thor, who claimed to be the son of Rogal Dorn, stood in front of Khârn and performed the Sky Eagle Salute to him in an elegant manner.

"I'm a traitor, and you still insist on these etiquettes to me." Kahn laughed grimly twice: "Do you expect me to praise the false emperor?"

"Etiquette is not only about respecting others, but also about self-restraint." Saul was not angered by Kahn, but said seriously: "If you can't restrain your pride, it will only turn into arrogance and depravity."

Khârn chuckled a few more times. He had often suspected that Thor's gene-seed came from an acquaintance of his, a Children of the Emperor from the time of the Great Crusade.

The styles are somewhat similar, but Thor is much more immature.

"Lord Zhou Yun invites you to attend the meeting."

Kahn gave a wry smile.

"I am a traitor who has been hit with the Butcher's Nail. Is it really necessary for me to participate in this kind of meeting?"

That Saint Doraemon would often give Kahn some daily management-related tasks.

"You are the only person on the ship who has experience in corps-level management."

As Thor and Kahn walked toward the bridge, he said to Kahn:

"Especially since we are already quite far from Baal, even if we take the webway, we will need to use the portal more than twice. It is a bit too much trouble to leave daily affairs to Dante."

"I can only ask you, Sir Titus, Sir Seth and other people with management experience to take care of it."

Kahn responded to Thor with silence.

The two walked to the bridge and walked in.

Most of the people in the bridge have arrived, including Zhou Yun, the captains of each company, Ms. Reina, the representative of the 184th Regiment of Cardia, and Ahriman who serves as a daily consultant.

Ahriman was evidently fiddling with his magic again, his muscular arms sweeping across the sky, weaving a glimmering star map,
After Kahn and Thor sat down, Ahriman nodded slightly at them, then saluted Zhou Yun and said:
"With the help of Saint Doraemon-sama's searching staff, we were able to locate Erebus."

As he spoke, Ahriman waved his hand gently, and a red dot appeared on the star map. This red dot appeared intermittently in the starry sky, drawing an irregular trajectory, chaotic and irregular.

"Erebus must have discovered the mechanism of the locating staff to some extent. He often uses the ritual dagger to shuttle back and forth between the subspace and the real universe. He never stays in one place for too long, which interferes with our positioning to a certain extent."

"In addition to his ritual dagger, Erebus appears to have acquired some kind of powerful vessel. The power of the vessel itself is so great that our divinations cannot determine its true identity."

"Can't we locate the exact location of that ship?" Titus looked at Ahriman and asked.

"It's difficult. Erebas is not always on the ship. He has been using the ritual dagger to appear in various places in the galaxy, interfering with the positioning of the locating staff. In addition, the ship itself is constantly moving. The combination of the two makes it a mess. We have no idea when Erebas is on the ship and when he is not."

"If we can know the true identity of the ship and who is on board, we should be able to use the locating staff and divination to locate it."

"."Kahn stared at the red dot on the star map woven by Ahriman.
Some of the red dots became hotter and brighter in Kahn's eyes, vaguely resonating with him.

"Lotara Saleen."

Kahn suddenly growled and said, a bloodthirsty smile with boundless anger appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"It's the Conqueror."

"Erebus enslaved the Conqueror."

(End of this chapter)