Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

Then face death calmly.

This is an interstellar civilization and the world where the eleventh Primarch of the Empire exists.

Hundreds of spaceships of various sizes were constantly exchanging fire in space. The explosions of the ships were like silent fireworks, which the Imperial advance fleet watched indifferently.

The Luna Wolves are judging the human civilization that is at war with this alien, and at least for now, the two sides seem to be fighting back and forth.

Soon the current situation was sent to the Imperial Combined Fleet in the rear.

"Orcs."

After seeing this information, Perturabo immediately looked at the Emperor sitting in the war conference room.

The Emperor was holding the little yellow boy, and on his left was Erebus, who was hung up by psychic power, and on his right was Magnus, whose face was pale and his lips were trembling.

After seeing what happened to his soul fragment, Magnus had given up on that part of his own. It was too horrible. Anyone who wanted it could have it. But then he thought about the fact that the Dark Phoenix's penis was also taken away by the evil god.

He was constantly comforting himself in his heart, thinking positively, thinking positively, Magnus and Fulgrim might encounter something worse.

"Which of you wants to take command?"

The Emperor asked.

This small group of greenskins is just a drop in the bucket for the Combined Fleet, so he plans to give up command.

As soon as these words were spoken, the eyes of many Primarchs present lit up.

"Father, I think I can."

Horus was the first to step forward. As the son of the First Return, he was determined to show his brothers the art of war in this battle.

"Horus, the Second Legion has experience fighting against greenskins! I suggest I take over."

Yoda stood up with a smile. Horus looked at Yoda, feeling a little unhappy. Why are you everywhere?

"The Luna Wolf isn't bad either."

Horus stared at Yoda. As the Warmaster's biggest competitor, Yoda's popularity among the Primarchs was no worse than his. This time the Emperor was personally supervising the battle. It didn't matter who was in command, but the outstanding performance would definitely be engraved in the Emperor's heart!

"Speaking of combat experience, we Iron Warriors have fought this type of alien before. I wonder if I could command?"

Although Perturabo didn't want to fight this kind of thing, he also wanted to save face in front of his sister!

The Emperor looked at the people arguing and saw that Archangel and Lion were both tempted to join in the argument.

The emperor touched the little yellow-skinned boy's head.

After arguing like this, Lao Shiyi was directly killed by the green skins, and they couldn't argue out a winner.

"Erebus, what do you think?"

Oh, I forgot, Erebus can't speak now.

"Send the Word Bearers."

Erebus's first words made many Primarchs look at him.

"The Word Bearers are not a single legion. Our legion has a complex organizational structure. I hope you, Yellowskin, can let the Word Bearers take the lead in this battle."

What Erebus said made the Emperor's eyelids twitch.

"Huh, what do you think?"

The Emperor asked the Primarchs.

"C... I have no problem with what Erebus said."

Horus quickly changed his words. After all, Erebus was an outsider and also his good friend, so Horus certainly had no problem with him.

Luo Jia, Mortarion and others also had nothing to say.

"Then I'll leave these aliens of Erebus to you."

The Emperor spoke immediately.

Yay! Fishing!

As Erebus was put down by the Emperor, he immediately adjusted the combat image.

"Okay, I think I have an idea."

Erebus looked at the situation on the battlefield, and then he looked at Dorn and Perturabo.

"The Imperial Fists, Perturabo, and Death Guard will serve as the main force of this attack."

"????"

Dorn was bewildered. "It wasn't you, the Word Bearers, who made us the Imperial Fists? Are you crazy?"

"has a problem?"

Erebus looked at Dorn, who was about to speak.

Erebus lip-synced to Dorn.

"Give him back!"

Dorn nodded and thought that being a Word Bearer for a day would be nice.

"Horus, Sanguinius, Lion and Yoda, follow me to find the enemy's flagship, then we will rush in and behead the boss."

"Khan, Shell, Fenus, and Lorgar are leading the fleet on the periphery, responsible for clearing out the fleeing greenskin ships and hindering their support."

"As for the others..."

Erebus turned his gaze upon the Emperor.

"Go collect my taxes."

The Emperor's hand stiffened for a moment. Although Erebus did not mention anyone by name, Erebus's gaze made the Emperor very unhappy.

Sooner or later, MD will send you, a CS, to sit on the toilet on the Golden Throne.

Everyone had no objection to Erebus's assignment. After all, it was just a small group of Orcs, so what kind of trouble could they cause?

Soon the battle deployment was issued.

The Emperor reluctantly put on his armor under the gaze of Erebus. He originally thought he could take a break, but now he had to work.

Guilliman was ready. In this era where everyone is a Word Bearer, they were oppressed by Erebus and could only obey his orders.

After all, who really wants to return the Word Bearers? Who really wants to run the Legion themselves?

Even Ryan secretly handed over the affairs of his legion to Luther and asked Luther to take it back.

When the war breaks out.

Numerous cannon fodder demons are all ready to go. This time they already have experience cooperating with the Imperial Army. Countless Warp Demons are crazy about commissions in the Skyhawk-class transport ships. Compared with the Warp Demons who are used as demon engines, their treatment is already too good.

Countless demons chanted the names of the Yellow-skinned God and the Yellow-skinned Goddess, hoping that they could die in battle quickly.

The moment the transport ship started.

The greenskins were the first to notice the big and thick thing that suddenly appeared.

Yoda watched as one transport ship after another crashed into the largest flagship of the greenskin fleet. He had never seen such fanatical warp creatures. Thinking of this, Yoda thought that the aliens were also fighting for the empire as fanatically as the warp demons.

Yoda's gaze towards Erebus was slightly fiery.

Talent!

Where does Luojia find such talents?

This is exactly what the Second Legion needs!

At this time, Yoda was thinking about how to make Erebus work for him.

Soon he came up with a good idea!

If he becomes the emperor of the empire!

Then! Why not just let Erebus be the Warmaster?

Perfect! so perfect!

Yoda was overwhelmed by his own monstrousness.

Erebus glanced at Yoda standing beside him. Could this guy be gay? Why was he looking at him and grinning like an idiot?

Stay away from this B in the future.

162

Chapter 162: Little Yellow Skin: Mommy, go!

"Charge! Charge! For the Yellow-skinned God!"

"Death lies ahead! Liberation lies ahead! Charge!"

Emperor's Children 886 Demon Regiment.

The leading vampire held his throat and yelled madly. He stood on the hole opened by the Skyhawk-class transport ship, pointing his scimitar at the greenskins who were rushing over.

The greenskin guys shouted in fear, banging on the ruins of the wrecked ship. When a cannon was aimed at one of their own people and exploded, more greenskins with faces blackened by smoke rushed out.

The red tide and the green torrent collided with each other.

For the first time, these demons under Khorne felt the joy of battle.

Swords collided, blood and limbs splattered everywhere.

The demons were so motivated that even the supervising team behind them, a Word Bearer, a Death Guard and a Thousand Sons.

Same lineup, but this time.

Three different Space Marines are receiving the Greenskins' most intense attention.

The Word Bearer holding a scepter shouted "Yellow-skinned God" while cutting a green-skinned alien in half with a chainsaw sword.

Each of the demons of the 886th Regiment had to face the siege of several greenskins.

"Fight! For Gogo Mogo!"

"WAAAAAAAGH."

The Word Bearers cursed the aliens while smashing a greenskin's head, while the Death Guard always blocked the fatal attack for the Word Bearers when they were in the most danger, even with the Thousand Sons' psychic protection.

"Occupy this place! Quickly build a psychic marker!"

……

Erebus knew.

Empires are built on sacrifice.

But he never imagined that the sacrifice of the Warp Demon would be so great!

The three groups of Warp Demons have been chopped down by the Greenskins.

This made Erebas seriously suspect that these guys were letting the game go!

Erebus watched as several marking points continued to go off and on.

The Greenskins' counterattack was even stronger than he had imagined. They seemed to have a strong interest in the Space Marines, and even some of the overseers had lost contact.

But this did not stop Erebus from attacking.

He was thinking about how to control this greenskin.

Although this carries great risks, the rewards are also extremely rich.

"Lord Erebus, the third group of demons has been sent over."

Ahriman spoke slowly, looking at Erebus as if waiting for Erebus's next order.

But Erebus only nodded slightly.

The devil deserves death.

But how you die is the key.

Although I don’t know what the green-skinned big guy in this fleet is, but!

Erebus looked at the psychic beacon that was fully lit.

"rush!"