Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

"Ask the Emperor!"

Erebus pointed his finger directly at the Emperor, and the Emperor's head, which was looking up at the sky, finally turned back in Erebus's hand.

"Ahem, some of the Empire's affairs are arranged by Malcador."

"There may be some slight omissions."

Guilliman's face changed. The first sentence excluded himself, and the second sentence gave Erebus an opportunity to take advantage.

"Erebus! I am..."

As Guilliman tried to hold Naiman's fucking hand, Erebus stepped forward and stood in front of Guilliman.

"Think of your adopted mother, Ms. Euton."

"You know, the Word Bearers have never been to the Five Hundred Worlds, Lord Guilliman. I thought perhaps I could make a trip if I had the time."

threaten! A solid threat!

Guilliman's face flushed red, and he stared at Erebus.

"I can't possibly..."

"I will not touch Macragge."

Guilliman paled.

"Maybe, maybe I remembered it wrong? Should I check again?"

There was a hint of uncertainty in Guilliman's tone.

"I won't touch Ms. Euton!"

"Yes! There is this rule!"

Guilliman's face instantly lit up with smiles. He firmly grasped Erebus's hand and used his eyes to ask Erebus if what he said was true.

Erebus nodded.

After receiving Erebus's promise, Guilliman looked at Naiman with a smile on his face.

"My brother, I'm sorry for giving you a bad impression just now. In fact, the Empire does have this rule, but I just forgot."

The emperor snorted and laughed. Is there such a rule?

Why didn't he know?

However, when he saw that his descendants had such a good relationship with Erebus, he felt relieved.

After all, no matter what, as long as Erebus is fine, the Emperor will let him do it. He will hold up the sky whether it falls or not.

So what if there are some dirty words, as long as I don’t sit on the Golden Throne.

Even if he turned into a white-haired little loli and let Erebas Rua, he would be happy!

Thinking of this, the Emperor took Naiman's hand and led him to Erebus.

"Naiman, I hope you can study here in Erebus for a while, of course, after you have fully mastered your own legion."

Don't you want your mother?

I'll give them all to you, son!

The Emperor looked at Erebus, and the two looked at each other in silence for a long time.

"I won't do it! I absolutely won't do it! You have to deal with those green things for me first! You can't let a group of aliens shouting "Yellow God" go out to launch a great expedition in the future, right?"

Erebus quickly waved his hands.

The emperor was furious. "Okay, okay, okay, I'll do as you say. Who made me love you the most? We agreed that if you reject me now, you can't reject me in the future!"

The Emperor smiled.

……

In a certain forging world.

A stealthy figure was inside the hive. He looked at the humans below who were working tirelessly, and his green electronic metal eyes flashed for a moment.

He is Trazyn, the most famous museum director in the universe. As a cultural relic protection worker, he is the only one who knows the difficulty of his job, so Trazyn decided to help this group of people and keep their lost items.

Soon Trazyn came to a museum. He planned to take away an STC from this world as a standard construction template for the golden age of mankind. Trazyn had collected countless STCs, but he still couldn't resist his desire to collect them.

Soon, Trazyn arrived at this forbidden area strictly guarded by the Mechanicum. After simply hacking into the system, he shut down the security facilities one by one. When the golden object appeared in Trazyn's eyes, Trazyn walked over like a gentleman and was about to put the object into his own collection.

A communication interrupted his plan.

Trazyn was surprised. This was a communication from his old rival.

"Tarazyn! Guess what I found, the most valuable collectible thing in the world!"

"A man named Erebus will definitely make your museum shine! I guarantee you that even ten thousand pieces in your collection won't be as good as this one Erebus!"

"I have already penetrated this human being and am waiting for you to come!"

"And there are all sorts of items and Primarchs waiting for you to collect!"

Trazyn looked at the alarm bells ringing due to Orikan's message, and he looked at the coordinates sent by Orikan helplessly.

"Erebus?"

What could make this guy Orikan lower himself to greet me?

Trazyn pondered.

Why don’t we go and take a look?

Just as Trazyn was thinking, a team of crusaders rushed in, but in their eyes, the great holy relic had long disappeared!

And Trazyn also replied two words to Orikan.

"wait for me!"

Soon Orikan received a message from Trazyn.

Ha! I got tricked!

172

Chapter 172: Empire Showdown!!!

Greenskin, smart greenskin, greenskin who believe in the yellow-skinned goddess.

Demons, loyal demons, demons who believe in the Emperor.

Blasphemy, heresy, and the little secret of the Word Bearers, every one who goes out will bring news of the order of extermination.

In the past three months, a lot has happened to the Word Bearers Legion.

The first thing is that Naiman is still there, but in fact he is gone.

Bad news, when Naiman knew that Erebus had become his younger brother, he was completely stunned. According to the legal succession, Erebus should now be the heir to the dual kingship. After all, he also recognized his adoptive father Perturabo as his father.

The good news is that for his future world, Erebus reduced some taxes and incorporated all the descendants of Naiman and Curze into the Word Bearers.

According to Erebus, the Word Bearers will help lead them.

The emergence of this incident caused many Primarchs to talk about it. After all, two Primarchs were directly reduced to commanders without troops. Erebus's power was too strong now. During this period, there were supporters and opponents.

Supporters such as Lorgar, Magnus, Angron, Perturabo as well as the Dark Phoenix and Fenus.

Opponents, Horus, Yoda, Naiman, Guilliman, Lion.

There are also a group of people who like to watch the fun and don't mind making trouble, such as Mercy, Curze and Khan...

Supporters think that Erebus is capable of doing the job, while opponents think that someone should check the power Erebus currently holds.

From the Empire's Ministry of Justice to the Inquisition and the nominal commanders of several legions, if this huge force were to split from the Empire, no one would know whether the entire galaxy would burn or not, and the Empire would definitely be gone.

Moreover, many Space Marines of the Legions now recognize Erebus as their master. Whether it is the Thousand Sons or the World Eaters, the original Primarch's orders must be reviewed by Erebus.

How could this not make others worry.

But for Erebus.

I'm worried about your mother!

Erebus looked at this group of inhuman things! Originally, he had brought all the Word Bearers' wealth with him on this long-distance trip, more than 30,000 Word Bearers, but now at this gathering, there were less than 20,000!

These descendants of the Emperor had no idea what they had inherited from the Emperor. Every day when they had nothing to do, they would take their descendants to the flagship of the Word Bearers to extort money.

Horus and Yoda were arresting people secretly, while Perturabo and Guilliman were full of political knowledge. They directly started to detain the remaining Word Bearers with various evidences, and then added some of their own descendants to pretend to be Word Bearers.

So even though the Word Bearers' Space Marines have reached about 150,000 now.

It seems that there are more than many legions, but in fact there are less than 20,000 people.

Erebus's head is buzzing with worry about this legion that has been infiltrated like a sieve.

Okay, okay, you all have Alpharius per person, right?

Normally, the Word Bearers are divided into five regiments, namely the Jagged Sun, specializing in airdrop assaults; the Triple Crown, specializing in warfare of attrition; the Judgment Star, specializing in scorched earth tactics; the Throne of Bones, specializing in human wave tactics; and the Broken Scythe, specializing in compression tactics.

And now these extra groups are making Erebus unable to bear it anymore.

The Dark Angels' specialty is keeping their own little secrets. The Ultramarines' specialty is office work. The Emperor's Warriors' specialty is dusting...

He doesn't even try to pretend to be MD, while that idiot Luojia is happily asking for people!

Erebus was thinking about it, so the Word Bearers might as well just change their name.

And now the Word Bearers are very bloated. In addition to the various groups that are linked together, there are also a few strange things, the green-skinned and yellow-skinned god tribe, and the subspace cannon fodder group.

That's right, the greenskins have also joined the Word Bearers.

This made Erebus even more unable to sleep.

They were the kind of greenskins with their own rationality. They primarily believed in the yellow-skinned goddess, but unlike normal greenskins, their reproductive capacity was not as strong. Unlike normal greenskins, they needed to sow seeds, and there was a cycle, requiring the Word Bearers to pray for them regularly. Otherwise, the things that grew were hard to describe.

Not only do they have these things, but many Mechanicus, led by Zero, have now begun to cooperate with the Necrons, of course only with regard to Orikan.

After Orikan threw out a few Undead Dynasties that had some friction with him, the two sides began to discuss how to conduct archaeological work.

But on the surface everyone seems to be having a good time, but other problems also arise.

First of all, there is news from the subspace demons.

Slaanesh transformed the Black Phoenix's big root into a man, which was nothing. Somehow, the Warp Gods also got the small head of Fenus and turned it into a petite woman.

The gods of the Warp gave the Dark Phoenix and Fenus a way to remove the curse.

If the Black Phoenix wants to restore his male body, just let the Pink Phoenix penetrate him a few times.

There is also a way for the small head of Finus to return, and that is Rua, Rua small head.

As for Magnus, he didn't want the soul fragment of Magnus. It was just a small thing. He didn't turn into a woman anyway, so what's the use of it for him?

A pure conspiracy.

The first thing Black Phoenix wanted to do was to take her offspring and drive the Pain Ship into the subspace to cause trouble for the Lord of Pleasure, but no one stopped her.

After all, the Emperor now wants to find his Nineteenth Son. When all the Primarchs are found, the Emperor plans to recapture a large number of human planets and begin building the Golden Throne.

Humanity needs a future.

But for the emperor, he is definitely not the one with the most hope.

……

The future of humanity?

Erebus smiled and wrote something in the empty office.

Ran Dan.

Ullanor.

Comoros.

subspace.

When Erebus wrote about the subspace, he paused with his pen.

Then, a name was written firmly and forcefully, that was Neos.

The latest intelligence has been sent back by the demon spies in the Warp. The gods intend to start a war between the Randan and the human empire. Although the time is uncertain, this is also the reason why Erebus directly incorporated the 11th Legion into the Word Bearers.