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Chapter 497: How could the Blood God not corrupt a mere Ultramarines?
"murder."

Erebus whispered softly, pulling the ritual dagger out of Titus' back. Even the bright red blood could not hide the vicious brilliance flashing on the obsidian blade.
Erebus has once again done what he does best, presenting a precious chosen one to the gods.
This made Erebas smile slightly.
Not only because this can please the Blood God and make Erebus more favored, but also because Titus, who has been corrupted into the Chosen of Khorne, will become a valuable fighting force and in turn help Erebus slaughter the loyalists.

In Erebus's view, Titus's corruption was inevitable.

After all, even Horus could not withstand the corruption brought by the ritual dagger.
Moreover, the rage that the Blood God had implanted in him also entered Titus' body along with the ritual dagger.
The Blood God himself was corrupted, how could he still run away?
Can't you?
Erebus thought of Sanguinius and Rogal Dorn.
No, no, no, Titus is just an ordinary Ultramarines, a dismissed Second Captain, how can he be compared with the Primarch?
Erebus thought of the thousands of Blood Angels, Mephiston, Dante, and the Blood Knights.
No, these were not corrupted by the Blood God himself, but by some great demons or indirect corruption.

Even if the Blood God really cannot corrupt Titus, it should still be possible to imprison Titus's will and prevent him from escaping, right?
"Beast! How dare you!!!" Casso's roar came from behind Titus.

This Deathly Fearless flew into the air at a speed that was completely inconsistent with his size and pounced on Erebus.

"I freed him, Fearless."

Erebas moved his fingers slightly, and a group of Tzeentch demon screaming sharks emerged from the void and blocked between Kaso and Erebas.

"I freed him from the shackles of the false emperor. I let him embark on the Eightfold Blood Path. Because of me, he will become a vessel of eternal wrath. He will never die and will always be powerful and angry."

"Oh Kaso, the dead, I can give you the same gift. Come and recite: Blood sacrifice to the blood god, skull to the skull throne!"

"I'll give you a brass toilet, does the Blood God want his father Casso's shit?" A deafening voice came from the loudspeaker on Casso's body. He waved his arms and crushed the screaming flying sharks in the blink of an eye, and they fell heavily to the ground.
Erebas quickly distanced himself from Casso and hastily summoned a group of blood-crushers from the void. These blood-letters riding on steel bulls brandished the blades of purgatory in their hands and rushed towards the Death Company.
The power claw in Casso's hand spun and roared, grabbing a steel bull and crushing the vampire riding on it.
The other Blood Crusher took the opportunity to bypass Kaso's power claws and drove the Steel Bull to pierce his armor with its blade horn.

Casso didn't waver at all. He just swung his arms and knocked the Steel Bull and the Bloodletter away.

"Caso! He's already dead! Why are you struggling so hard?"

"Titus has been blessed by the Blood God and will soon be born as the Blood God's chosen one. If you don't submit to the Blood God, you will only become Titus's sacrifice."

Eribas smiled coldly and mocked Casso.
But suddenly, Erebus's smile froze.
Because Titus was gone. Titus, who had just been standing there, suddenly disappeared.

Stab! ! ! !
Erebus let out a sharp scream, and the power armor behind him was torn apart by the chainsaw. Blood flowed out uncontrollably, and the Innocent greedily sucked the blood of the traitor.

The hand of fate dodged hastily, turned around, and used the devil to fill the wound on his back.
If he had not suddenly become alert and avoided the vital points at the last moment, this sword would have directly taken Erebas' life.

Erebus looked at Titus standing in front of him.

Titus is no longer the same as before.

He seemed to be shrouded in some kind of gloomy color, as if he was standing in a deep alley on a rainy night, cold and gloomy like a ghost.
He just stood there, but he didn't seem real, filled with a dullness that kept flowing out, spreading a kind of calm creepiness.

He. There is something extra in his body.
But Erebus was sure that it was not the blessing of the Blood God.

That was something more extreme, something so extreme that even the gods were unwilling to show mercy. "Not skilled enough." Titus said in a low voice, with a hint of regret in his voice, regretting that he had not killed Erebus just now.

Erebas got goose bumps all over his body, and fear inexplicably spread in his heart.

Titus looked at him.
Then Titus flashed and suddenly appeared in front of Erebus like a ghost.
Erebus saw Titus' eyes at this moment, which were completely black and without eyelids.
A malevolent light flashed on the ritual dagger, the murderous blade still eager to take Titus' life,

Then the obsidian blade broke through the air and pierced Titus' neck,

But Titus seemed to have seen the trajectory of the ritual dagger in advance and dodged the blade of the dagger one step ahead.
Erebus dodged hastily, but the chainsaw sword in Titus's hand, called the Innocence, had already been waiting in the direction where Erebus was dodging.

"Punishment for the Emperor."

Titus growled and said:

"Kill for justice."

The chainsaw roared and tore through Erebus's body, cutting him in half.

Blood, thick paste, and minced meat spurted out everywhere, looking extremely horrifying.

".Conrad." Erebus, who was cut in half, murmured in fear and disbelief.

Then his figure flashed, and the one that was cut in half turned into a Tzeentchian wrestling eagle-man.

Erebas' figure flashed and appeared not far away. The number of tattoos on his body suddenly decreased by one, leaving only three.

Titus tightened his grip on the chainsaw and looked at Erebus with cold eyes.

He felt the power in his body.
A part of Conrad Curze was squeezed into Titus' body, providing Titus with a constant supply of cold power.
This power is very useful.
But power does not come without a price. Titus's eyes are constantly filled with illusions.

These visions constantly showed Titus some cold and dark scenes, some terrible sins, and some scenes of the future.

But Titus only cares about the future presented in the illusion
He turned suddenly, and swung the Innocent in his hand behind him, slashing at the shadow that pounced silently towards Titus.
Be'lakor's shadow blade stabbed out from the shadows, but was stopped by Titus.

Bilak was in a very bad condition at the moment. His body was covered with bruises and one of his arms was broken. The wounds were burning with the Emperor's Fire. His eyes were wide open and bloodshot, and blood was flowing from his ears. He seemed to be completely deaf.

(End of this chapter)