Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

Miller's consciousness gradually dissipated. It was really worth it to be a Word Bearer in this life.

It was at this moment that Erebus finally kicked open a shabby door. He stared at the melted hill and the broken limbs of nine Space Marines from different legions, letting Erebus know that an extremely brutal war had taken place here.

"WA..."

A greenskin saw Erebus and was about to rush over, but Erebus chopped off his head with the Draconian.

"Hahahahaha! Mom! Look, Dad's here!"

Emperor? Where is the Emperor?

Erebus casually knocked down a greenskin and looked around.

164

Chapter 164: Emperor: There are cows! There are cows! I have to curse the Legion!

Death is not the end.

As a Space Marine, everyone is prepared to die.

The moment death comes.

When his consciousness was extinguished, Miller's soul felt the coldness for the first time. He looked at the chaotic and strange world.

That is - the subspace.

But this cold feeling didn't last long.

He felt the warmth, he felt the sun looking at him, he saw his dead cousin waiting for him. Is it true that a revolving lantern will appear when a person dies?

Miller looked at Locke and stretched out his hand. He smiled slightly. It would be nice to have someone accompany him on the road to the underworld. But when he put his hand on it, the solid touch made Miller stunned.

Isn’t he dead?

Miller looked at his cousins ​​who seemed to have come back to life, their eyes all looking towards the warm sun.

Is that the Divine Emperor?

As expected, what Lord Erebus said was right.

The Divine Emperor has come to pick them up, but are they truly worthy of returning to the throne?

The Emperor looked at the seven or eight dead Space Marines, with a hint of happiness in his eyes. These warriors would form a legion in the Warp - the Legion of the Damned.

As a newborn god in the subspace, the little yellow skin needs her own army. Even if the trash can does throw countless things at the little yellow skin, these are just some ordinary things. The emperor needs more manpower to try to protect the little yellow skin spirit.

And these loyal soldiers who died in battle will be their best weapons.

"Warriors of the Empire."

"I have witnessed your loyalty, your courage, and your willingness to fight for the Empire again, even if it means sacrificing your soul."

The Emperor's majestic voice sounded, and his figure in the warp continued to change.

Like a man, like a woman, Miller was extremely excited at this moment. He looked at the magnificent sun with a pious face. He knelt on the ground like his cousins. Facing the God-Emperor who took them away, especially a Word Bearer like Miller, he was very happy.

After MD died, the Yellow-skinned God personally came to pick him up. His life was worth it!

The Emperor looked at this group of fanatical warriors. He was satisfied with the cattle and horses trying to swear allegiance to him! They were not loyal warriors. He just wanted to wave these people away.

But, before he could do anything.

"Whoa whoa whoa!"

A clear and familiar baby girl's voice appeared, which surprised the God-Emperor. Before he could react, the Emperor saw groups of little angels rushing directly to the group of dead Space Marines, massaging their backs and legs, giving them flowers and flower crowns, and there were also special little angels handing contracts to these dead Space Marines.

what?

The Emperor and the Space Marines were all confused. Isn't it true that the treatment after death is so good?

The Emperor didn't understand what was going on. This wasn't his doing! He just came here to show his spirit and take away the souls of these guys and take them back to work. How did the little yellow-skinned guy get involved?

Just when the emperor was puzzled, he looked at this group of little angels and was very curious about what the little yellow-skinned ones wanted to do.

After this group of Space Marines signed the contract.

The emperor's expression changed. ?

broken!

I was furious! The emperor was shocked. She is not my daughter! What are you doing? These are all your father’s people! They are all your father’s property! What are you doing?

The Emperor reached out and tried to capture all these Space Marines.

Soon the Emperor discovered that the connection between his Space Marines had suddenly disappeared.

The Space Marines looked at the little angel with a confused look on their faces as he began to prepare new liveries for them. There was even a skirt? Not a skirt? ??? ???

Miller looked at the Emperor. Does the Emperor have such a strong taste?

No, how could I have such blasphemous thoughts!

Miller secretly looked at the God Emperor. Why did he feel that the God Emperor's face was so dark?

Could it be my own illusion?

No! It's not an illusion!

The Emperor is now livid. His warriors! His legions are not hot! Not hot!

Although what belongs to him is his daughter, it is what he gave to his daughter! It’s not like now that you are bullying me!

The Emperor looked at his warriors with a sad face as they were dressed in pink dresses. That pink thing reminded the Emperor of a certain evil god from the Warp.

But unlike those monsters, the pink Space Marines have a cute feeling, with the green light of life, the blue of wisdom, the red of bravery, and the pink all over.

Why would the little yellow-skinned guy compete with me for people?

The Emperor took a look at what the little yellow-skinned guy was doing. Was he riding Erebus and killing people?

Wait! Erebus?

Erebus!!!!!!!

Erebus, what are you doing? Put the little yellow fox down! This relationship is all your fault, right?

The Emperor narrowed his eyes and was about to raise his hand to teach Erebus a lesson, but he thought better of it.

By then he will definitely tell the Primarch about how Erebus led the little yellow skin astray. Anyway, little yellow skin, you must know that it was your good brothers who beat up Erebus, and it has nothing to do with me!

As for the group of Space Marines who had been dragged away by the little yellow-skinned man, the Emperor sighed deeply, turned around and retreated directly.

……

"WAAAAAAGH!"

The greenskins shouted madly.

"Whoa whoa whoa whoa!"

The little yellow-skinned man rode on Erebus and roared loudly, while Erebus held Draconion and cut the greenskins in half one by one.

"Big brother! I thought I could chop you to death!"

At this moment, Erebas heard a greenskin holding a huge club in his hand, and his bean-like eyes were staring at Erebas.

After the greenskin roared loudly, the group of greenskins dispersed. They watched the greenskin's body getting bigger and bigger, but it was still two heads shorter than Erebus.

Erebus held onto Draconian. He now felt that the speed of evolution of these greenskins was simply too fast. Why? Because of him, no? Not like that?

Why is that?

Because of my power of thinking.

Erebas looked at the greenskin who was rushing towards him without any tactics. Erebas sighed, raised Draconion, and was about to swing the sword, but at this moment a warp crack suddenly appeared, which made Erebas' eyelids jump.

Are the demons from the subspace coming to attack us out of despair?

Just when Erebas was thinking.

"For the Yellow-skinned Goddess!"

"Kill these heretics!"

Erebus was filled with questions when he saw several pink-faced Space Marines rushing out from the warp.

The pink dress was so cute that it made Erebas feel dazed.

I've worked so hard for so long! Has Slaanesh finally succeeded in corrupting a certain Legion?

"Mom! Mom! Cut! Cut!"

When the little yellow-skinned spirit saw that Erebas was motionless, he quickly poked Erebas' face with his little hand.

I've already called the police! Hurry up and cut it!

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Chapter 165 Angry Brothers!!!

Miller the Word Bearer!

He had never felt such a great feeling, strength, speed, it was indescribable.

Miller could see every move of the big green guy in front of him.

Miller could kill him.

Erebus stared in amazement as several warriors of the Legion of the Damned emerged from the warp and directly disintegrated the greenskins in front of them.

"Praise the Yellow-skinned Goddess!"

Erebus was silent. He was thinking about whether he could make a deal with the thing in front of him. You have to erase the paint on your body... No, you have to erase all the patterns related to the Word Bearers.

It’s so annoying to watch, bro!

It’s so fucking annoying!

Erebas casually poked the body of a greenskin. Before the greenskin died, the unstable device on his body exploded instantly, and the blue psychic barrier opened. The little yellowskin flew in front of Erebas, staring at Erebas with crystal clear eyes, as if waiting for Erebas' praise.

"..."

Erebus turned his head.

"Waaaaaaa! Mommy!!! Waaaaaaa!"

The little yellow fox was so anxious that she almost cried, and then she really cried. Erebus sighed.

"Okay, okay, well done, well done."

Extremely perfunctory.

Erebus patted the little yellow-skinned creature's head casually, his face calm and his breath steady. He suddenly felt that if he continued to be beaten like this, he would not be able to bear it.

Miller, who has become a human again, no, he is not like that now. He saw the legion commander Erebus and the great yellow-skinned goddess watching them from behind.

"Brothers! Kill these aliens!"

The red chainsaw sword made a buzzing sound, and the greenskins rushed towards the group of resurrected things excitedly, and then turned into a bloody mist.

"Erebus! Get out here!"

Horus' voice suddenly rang out.

This made Erebus seem to see a savior. I'll give it back to you! I don't want this little yellow skin anymore! No, it wasn't mine in the first place!

Thinking of this, Erebas took a step forward, then turned around, looking in the opposite direction of Horus and others with a puzzled look on his face.

No! Why on earth can this kid control me?

Erebus looked at the cursed warriors in pink skirts who were clearing the way for him in front of him with a confused look on his face. These guys still inherited the tradition of the Word Bearers.

"You are a bunch of fatherless and motherless bastards!"

"Come to your Grandpa Miller quickly."

Erebas remained silent. He wanted to escape so badly. He really didn't want to admit that the thing was his subordinate. How could a dead person still be alive?

"For Erebus! For the Yellow-skinned Goddess!"

Please, Erebus looked at Miller who was surrounded by little angels, and he felt that he really wanted to dig out a four-bedroom apartment with his toes.

Whose Word Bearer is pink and has a bunch of little angels and a bunch of little yellow-skinned spirits that can self-destruct?