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

Chapter 511 My Brother My Son My Father
The Emperor's Shield drew a golden arc and hit Luther's face heavily.
Luther wailed, and the Emperor's spiritual energy in the Kite Shield, which was as hot as a star, exploded on his face, burning the four balls of blasphemous blessings in Luther's body, causing Luther's soul to feel the burning pain.
He fell off the boulder and fell to the ground, his face showing pain, humiliation and incomprehension.

The lion slowly opened his eyes. The eyes that the Emperor had shaped for him were so efficient that his pupils, which had not received light for thousands of years, instantly adapted to the surrounding environment. Together with his ears, nose, and skin, they sent all kinds of senses into the lion's mind, allowing the lion's brain to construct an impression of the surrounding environment in the most imperceptible moment.
He was in a cabin with two demons, Luther and Erebus.

The gray-black demon was Bilak, more powerful than Ryan remembered.
The demon that looked like a human was fighting with Luther, Erebus and Be'lak.
Who are the enemies? Who are the allies? Or are they all enemies?
Why did he wake up here? What mission does he have now?
No matter what, kill Erebus first!

The moment Ryan's thoughts came to mind, he had already completed a series of actions: he rolled over from the boulder, bypassed Luther and charged towards Erebus, arrived in front of Erebus, and raised the power sword named loyalty in his hand.
But before he cut off Erebus's head, a shadow moved.
Caliban's greatsword expertly blocked Lion's sword of loyalty.

Ryan felt slightly annoyed. His body was so weak and slow that his movements were a split second slower.
Did Erebus cast some kind of blasphemous spell?!
Lion did not dwell too much on this matter. Compared to Guilliman's multi-threaded thinking, he was better at forging his own thoughts into a sharp blade and stabbing a target.

He knew that even though he was weak and slow, there was only one person who could stop his sword.
The man found him, raised him, taught him the initial swordsmanship and martial arts, but eventually betrayed him.

"Luther." Ryan El'Jonson's tone was full of anger, and his lion's eyes stared at Luther who was blocking his way.

Luther's appearance made him instinctively heartbroken. His face was full of madness, his body showed signs of torture, and four twisted and ugly shadows were looming behind him.

"Lion, he's mine, don't kill him." Luther blocked Ryan's sword and begged, "Only he can heal you."

"Heal?" Ryan growled, and then realized that there were still wounds on his body. Those were the wounds left by Luther, and they had not yet been completely healed.

"No, it wasn't me." Luther's face showed hesitation: "I didn't, I didn't kill you. Give me a chance to atone for my sins, I beg you Ryan."

"My brother, my son, my... my father, I beg you to let me atone for my sins."

"Stupid, he even cursed me and made me weak." Ryan suddenly pressed the sharp blade in his hand towards Luther.

But Ryan was still a little shaken and hesitant in his heart, not because he believed Luther's words, but because the memories of the past with Luther were still lingering in his mind.
Ryan hated this hesitation, hated that he still had feelings for the traitor.

"Curse? Weak?" Luther was shocked by Ryan's words. He hesitated and said, "Kid, you are just old."

Ryan's face was reflected on the sword of loyalty. It was an old face full of wrinkles. His hair was almost gray, with only a few golden strands still intact. He had a beard on his face, which softened the lion's once fierce face, like a sharp blade put into a scabbard.

"It's okay, Ryan." Luther showed what he thought was a gentle smile: "Look, I'm still young. This is the power of the warp. I know how to tame that power. I can make you young again, and we can fight side by side, just like when we fought against the Knights of Sirius together."

"Is it Luther who is talking to me?" Ryan was not moved by Luther's words. Instead, his tone suddenly became cold: "Or are those unnameable monsters living in Luther talking to me?"

The sword of loyalty shook instantly, and Luther's arm went numb. The Caliban giant sword in his hand deflected in a different direction. Lion took advantage of the situation and swung out his left hand holding the Emperor's Shield, smashing Luther's face with both the shield and his fist.

Luther's figure flashed, and with the power given to him by Bilak, he slipped into the shadows and disappeared in an instant, then appeared on Lion's right, and slashed out with Caliban's giant sword.

Ryan also swung out the Sword of Loyalty. The swords collided with each other, and for a moment there was no clear winner. At the same time, both of them noticed that there was hesitation and doubt in each other's swords.

"Ryan! Let's put aside our differences first!" Luther begged, "Work with me to defeat our common enemy first!"

Luther looked at Nobi who was fighting with Bilak: "This is a newly born incarnation of the evil god. He has corrupted two primarchs. We must stop him."

Ryan could tell that Luther was not lying, but he could also sense that Luther was hiding something, and that Luther's mental state was extremely abnormal at the moment and he was not trustworthy at all.

Ryan raised his head slightly and looked at the humanoid demon, with hesitation in his eyes, but in the next moment.
Nobita Nobi's black eyes suddenly glowed golden. Bilak, who was fighting with him, screamed in fear and retreated several steps.
Suddenly the entire cabin was filled with a quiet, destructive smell. The flow of time seemed to slow down, and everything seemed to turn gray.
"False Emperor." Erebus screamed in fear. He was the first to realize what was living in Nobita Nobi's body.
Emperor Nobita slowly turned his head and looked in the direction of Ryan.
"Ryan." Emperor Nobita spoke softly.

"Father?!" Ryan felt the Emperor's aura and froze for a moment.
He realized that his hesitation towards Luther just now was seen by the Emperor.

"Kill them." Emperor Nobi said in a cold voice.

"Yes." Ryan's tone suddenly became ruthless and sharp.

Then, in the blink of an eye, the gold in Nobita's eyes disappeared, everything regained its color, and the tassels of time returned to normal.

The only change is.
"Ah?!" Luther let out a sharp wail. A deep bloody scratch was left on his neck. If he had reacted a little slower, his head would have been chopped off.
There was no more hesitation in Ryan's sword, only the cold killing intent. "Ryan?! Why?" Luther cried out in grief. Compared to death and pain, Ryan's determination made him suffer more.

"The Emperor is watching! My father is watching!" Ryan's tone was as cold as the deepest stream on Caliban, piercing straight into Luther's heart.

"He's not your father!" Luther wailed, "I am! Ryan, I am your father."

"He, the dark king, only sees you as his tool. He will destroy you, destroy me, and destroy Caliban."

"I am the Emperor's blade, the Emperor's tool. As for Caliban, the traitor, it was you who destroyed Caliban."

"I didn't!!" Luther retorted sharply.

Ryan's sword was sharp and chopped on Luther's power armor, leaving a sharp cut, and Luther's blood oozed out.

Even though Ryan is old, even though he has scars that have not yet healed, even though Ryan has just woken up from a deep sleep, he is still the Primarch, one of the strongest among the Primarchs.
Luther was still hesitating, still wavering, still unable to bear to take action, and had no way to resist Ryan's sharp sword.

"Luther, don't hesitate. The lion's soul is controlled by the false emperor and is being manipulated by the false emperor."

"Only by defeating him, killing him, and then letting Doraemon, who has completed his ascension to godhood, revive him can Ryan's soul be freed."

Erebus's extremely bewitching voice sounded, and the four blasphemous ghosts living in Luther's body twisted their bodies and whispered in Luther's ears.

Luther's eyes were dazed for a moment, and then a strong madness flooded his eyes.

"That's right! That's right! It's all the fault of the fake emperor!"

"It was the False Emperor who took my Lion away. It was the False Emperor who destroyed Caliban. It's all the False Emperor's fault."

"You have fallen too deeply, Luther!!!" Ryan swung down with the sword in one hand. Luther hurriedly raised the Caliban sword to block it, while Ryan clenched his left fist and smashed the Emperor's shield heavily into Luther's abdomen, causing Luther's abdominal armor to cave in for an instant.

Luther spat out a mouthful of blood, and then the madness in his eyes became real. Bolts of psychic lightning burst out from his eyes and pierced Ryan's face.
Ryan dodged, raised his shield and blocked the lightning.

"Let's abandon the Emperor, Lion." Luther's words were full of madness, but the sword showed no mercy and slashed down in thousands of strokes.

Ryan raised his shield like the wind and blocked all of Luther's attacks.

Luther said tirelessly: "Let's build an empire that belongs to us. You will be the emperor and I will be the warmaster——————"

The Emperor's Shield hit Luther's face with a deafening thud.

"Do you think I'm Guilliman?" Lion roared.

Luther spat out a mouthful of blood foam and suddenly felt dizzy.

Erebus didn't care about that. He knew that neither Bilak nor Luther could hold out for long.

He took this opportunity to immediately open the door and complete the damn game.

However, before Erebus could react, the light door leading to the upper cabin began to move.
Kahn, covered in blood, with a highly deformed body, about six or seven meters tall, and wings casting blood-red shadows, emerged from the light gate.

Before Erebas could feel any fear, Kahn came to Erebas with a gust of bloody wind and swung the blood sword in his hand down fiercely.

(End of this chapter)