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

Chapter 482: Lorgar: Who? Erebus? Get lost!
"Lucius is dead and you are seriously injured." Luther said to Erebus in a calm and slow tone.

On the Abyss-class battleship The Blessed Lady, demons were constantly filling and repairing Erebus' body, healing the wounds left by Kahn and Kotholax.

This made "Luther" standing in front of Erebus a little curious, wondering how Erebus could have fallen into such an embarrassing state.
The "Luther" in front of Erebus seemed to be pieced together from corpse fragments. Countless insects crawled and shuttled between the corpse fragments, connecting the corpses together with their insect bodies, forming a human form that roughly resembled Luther's appearance.
A long centipede was inserted into Luther's brain. Half of the centipede's body was filled with his brain, and the other half stretched out like an antenna, probing into the subspace in mid-air.

This is the technology of Typhons, the Chosen of Nurgle, which allows Luther to have a secret conversation with Erebus through this corpse on the other side of the galaxy.

Luther and Typhus had established a certain degree of friendship as early as 10,000 years ago, and Luther seemed to trust Typhus very much.
But Erebus did not trust him. Typhons was a man who could even betray his own Primarch. How could anyone trust such a man?

Unlike Erebus, who has always maintained an excellent relationship with his Primarch.

Luthor's face showed a grotesque, deformed and ugly expression. He looked at Erebus curiously, as if he wanted to know how Erebus had fallen to this point?

Although Erebus's own level is not good, if it is really put in an arena or a battlefield one-on-one, Luther can show off Erebus's face in about half a second.
But the real danger of Erebus does not lie in his own strength. He is a person who has been favored by the gods. He is the chief tool for the gods to carry out their will in the world. He has received great gifts from the gods, has a lot of knowledge of demonology, and has accumulated a large number of ancient artifacts.
All these combined made it quite difficult to kill Erebus.

Erebus felt resentful and ashamed, and he was unwilling to talk about his failure.

"Some unexpected, unforeseen circumstances," he said vaguely.

This made Luther frown slightly: "Are you hiding something from me? Erebus, I need to know the situation of the enemy."

Luther's words made Erebus's expression twitch and become ugly.
After the destruction of Lion and Caliban, the imprisonment of the Dark Angels for 10,000 years, and the erosion of the Chaos Fel Energy, the adoptive father of Lion has lost his mind, but he still retains some of the keen insight of the former Dark Angels.
Erebus had to use the same trick he used to trick Horus to carefully trick Luther so as not to touch Luther's sensitive nerves.

In order not to arouse Luther's suspicion, Erebus had to change to a sincere tone and said, "My friend, because what I am about to say is very shocking."

"Sharojin is back."

"Oh!" Luther raised his eyebrows slightly: "The Crow of Death? Saint Doraemon resurrected him?"

This made Luther a little happy. Since Saint Doraemon could resurrect Sharokin from ten thousand years ago, he would surely be able to resurrect Ryan as well.

"Kh'rn has been blessed in some way by the Emperor, and his blood-son now has the Emperor's flame alight."

"Karn is now the Primaris Enchanted Khorne Doraemon Emperor Triple Chosen Kahn."

"Ah?" Luther couldn't help shaking his head as he listened to Erebus's series of words. "Emperor's Blessed Kahn. That man has more secrets than the entire First Legion combined. Nothing he does is surprising."

But he noticed that Erebus seemed to be hiding something.

Because Erebus had a hideous wound on his body, which was not Kahn's style.

Because if it was Kahn, at such a close distance, seeing the wound on Erebus' chest from his face would definitely be a fatal blow.

"Kosolax, just a little Chaos Lord betrayed me," Erebus said with a distorted face.

It's not shameful to be almost sniped by Sharrojin. Fulgrim was shot in the head by him.

It's not shameful to be almost killed by Kahn. After all, it's not the first time for Erebus, and even Sigismund was almost killed by Kahn.

What was truly shameful was the axe used by Kothorax. He was the Hand of Fate, and those who had hurt him to that extent before were figures of Horus and Kahn's level. Yet Kothorax, a mere Chaos Lord who was a lieutenant of the World Eaters, actually hurt him to this extent.

"Who is Kosolax?" Luther looked confused.

As the lord of half a legion, he certainly would not pay attention to a little-known lieutenant among the World Eaters.

".He is an extremely terrible person." After a few seconds of silence, Erebus chose to praise Cosolax instead of belittling himself.
After all, if he belittled Kosolax, he would look particularly clownish if he was hurt by Kosolax.
But if Kosolax was blown up, Erebus getting hit with an axe wouldn't be so humiliating.

"This man is a World Eater, extremely scheming, and as ambitious as Guilliman."

"I was deceived by him. He hid his malice behind his eyes and betrayed me at my most dangerous moment, causing my plan to fail."

"Fortunately, I am the hand of fate. I have already seen the destined fate, so I paid this little injury to get rid of this great scourge."

Luther looked at Erebus with some suspicion, but when he heard Erebus say that the man was dead, he felt relieved.

"What's the situation on your side?" Erebas asked.

"Sanguinius has his eye on me. I don't know why they have suddenly turned their attention from you to me."

Luther said with a tone of condemnation that Erebus's role was to draw fire from Luther:
"I am not afraid of Mephiston. He has not traveled as far as I have in the Warp."

"But if Sanguinius himself attacks, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to deal with him and I will have to flee in panic."

Luther has received many blessings from the Four Gods, and to some extent, he has learned some secrets left by the ancient saints of Caliban. He also claims that he has truly mastered the power of chaos and has reached the end of the path of chaos. Regardless of the truth of the last point, Luther does have extremely terrifying strength, and can even fight against the Primarch to a certain extent.
But he was only able to fight. When facing the current Sanguinius, Luther could only hold on for a while at most and then flee.

"I have a way to hold Sanguinius back," Erebus said. "You don't need to worry about him."

"You?" Luther raised his eyebrows slightly.

"It's me." Erebus raised his head with a little pride. "You always say that the Primarch of the Blood Angels is perfect, but I am good at finding cracks in perfect people."

"Ten thousand years ago, on the Signus star cluster, I used the anger of a large number of dead Blood Angels to distill and create a divine weapon called the Fire of Rage."

"This artifact contains the power of the Blood God himself. It can infect the Blood Angels and awaken their rage - but that's not the point."

"I once deceived Sanguinius. As long as Sanguinius himself stepped into the fire of rage and accepted its power, his descendants would be saved and forever free from the torment of blood thirst."

"This was, of course, a lie. I could have used it to offer Sanguinius and his legion to the Blood God, but unfortunately, before Sanguinius could be fooled, his apothecary Herlous - a vile, insignificant, and insignificant Blood Angel - stepped into the flames of rage instead of Sanguinius and exposed my plot."

"Although it failed to corrupt Sanguinius, the power of the Blood God and the anger of the dead Blood Angels successfully created a demon that was closely connected to the Blood Angels. This demon took over the body of Apothecary Herlous and was born in the material universe and the Warp, calling itself the Red Angel."

"This demon still exists, still possessing the body of the pharmacist Herlous, and has already secretly corrupted a branch of the Blood Angels."

Erebus gave a sarcastic smile:

"This is Sanguinius' weakness. He cannot abandon his offspring. He loves his sons too much."

"I will use this to help you hold back Sanguinius."

Luther did not comment on Erebus's cunning.

Erebus didn't care about Luther's reaction, but continued to ask: "How many fallen angels have you gathered now?"

Luther gave a number.

"Too little." Erebus frowned. This number was a drop in the bucket compared to what he needed. "What are you doing, Luther?"

"It's not your turn to ask. I am the second-in-command of the Dark Angels and the lord of half a legion. I know how to assemble a legion better than you do."

Luther smiled contemptuously and said:
"And I have a unique helper. Hmm?"

Just as Erebus was about to continue asking questions, the corpse that looked like Luther suddenly turned its head and seemed to be talking to someone next to it.

"What do you mean a silver skeleton with blue and green lights ransacked my room and stole all the daggers, amulets and sword cases that Ryan gave me?"

Then Luther looked at Erebus and said, "I have something urgent to do. I will leave now."

As soon as the words fell, before Erebas could say anything, the corpse shattered into pieces and fell to the ground.

Erebus was a little dissatisfied, but he didn't say much. He still had important things to do.

The Blood God has agreed to add more blessings and help to Erebus, but the prerequisite is that Erebus must continue to try to corrupt Titus - it doesn't matter if he doesn't corrupt Titus, Sanguinius, Dante, and Calgar will also work.

Erebus has no problem with his brain, so he naturally chooses Titus.

In addition to the Blood God, Erebus hopes to gain help from another person.
He activated his magic, mobilized his psychic energy, and opened a communication channel.

A bald man wearing a simple monk's robe, quite tall and handsome, appeared and disappeared in front of Erebas.

"Father." Erebas said with an honest look.

Then, the bald monk raised his head slightly:

"Who?"

"Erebus?"

"Don't disturb me while I'm meditating."

"roll."

Then the bald monk's figure disappeared from Erebas' sight, leaving only Erebas with a stiff body.

(End of this chapter)