Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

The ceremony was scheduled to be held in three days. Garurek and Kor Phaeron suggested that Erebus and others should kill these guys in one fell swoop during the summoning ceremony three days later, and even capture a few more Warp Demons to bring back.

But! Hundreds of thousands! Even hundreds of thousands of dogs would be enough to attract a powerful Warp Demon!

"Luo Jia!"

Erebus quickly pulled Luo Jia, who was writing the quotations, out of the chair.

"This time, Kor Phaeron might summon something weird! We need to stop them!"

"Then I'll call up the army!"

"The army is useless! If it really is that kind of thing, ordinary people are just going to die! Summon all the dark apostles, it's time to prove their loyalty to the Yellow-skinned God!"

Erebus sighed, hoping it was still possible, at least to stop Kor Phaeron's dangerous summoning ritual! Then everything would still be in time!

Erebas clenched his fists and thought, if he really summoned a big demon, would he be able to defeat him?

"Humph! What poor devil would be interested in these hundreds of thousands of souls?"

At this time, Erebus could only think positively. Maybe they were just a group of useless demons. That was about it.

Soon, Luo Jia walked in from outside.

"All the Dark Messengers have been summoned, and some apprentices..."

"Take it with you!"

Now is not the time to protect the newbies.

"Also, next time something like this happens, try not to let Kor Phaeron go!"

Eribas added, "An old charlatan is always an old charlatan wherever he goes! It's better for him to just retire at home and wait for death!"

P.S.: Ok, the two updates are over. I’m going to take a nap~

Sorry, I'll add another chapter later.

Sorry, sorry, I didn't expect someone to talk about me so soon.

The author has limited writing skills and just wants to make it more joyful.

The author has carefully read your speeches and is very sorry that he cannot satisfy everyone.

The main thing is, please stop scolding me.

I'm just a humble writer who wants to provide some emotional value to everyone and make them happy.

I hope everyone will read it and vote.

If you want to curse, be gentle...it's okay to curse...

Chapter 22 Kor Phaeron: For the God-Emperor!

At this moment in the nomadic tribe, Kor Phaeron watched the leaders from different tribes venting their desires and toasting to each other.

Some even toasted Kor Phaeron, but he simply stared at them coldly. He felt a strong nausea at the sight of these Chaos followers who had strange symbols painted on their faces.

As the convener of this rally, Kor Phaeron was unsurprisingly elected as the leader by this group of heretics.

Because they believe that only under the leadership of Kor Phaeron, a powerful follower of the Chaos God, can they successfully overthrow the heresy in the city.

Jarulek stood beside Kor Phaeron, watching his every move.

He now had some doubts that this gathering was specially convened by Kor Phaeron, and he even hesitated whether to let Kor Phaeron hold this damn summoning ceremony as scheduled.

Although they have passed the general information to the Son of God and Lord Erebus.

But at the same time, so many nomadic heretics have already formed a considerable Chaos force. As long as Kor Phaeron raises his arm, he can immediately become a force to resist the Divine Emperor Cult.

Among this group of heretics, there are less than a hundred Dark Messengers.

This made Jarulek feel a little uneasy.

"Do you think I'll betray you?"

When Garurek heard about Kor Phaeron's psychic inheritance, he silently placed his hand on the sword at his waist and slowly shook his head.

This attempt to calm Kor Phaeron's emotions was directly discovered by Kor Phaeron.

"You little brat, you have quite a lot on your mind. Next time, be careful not to show too much emotion on your face."

"I suggest you, a piece of shit, go back and practice controlling your facial expressions. If I were to betray you, I'd roast you right now."

After hearing Kor Phaeron's mocking words, Jarulek shook his head helplessly.

"My lord, you know I must ensure your loyalty to the God-Emperor."

"Humph, you loser, loyalty is not just talk."

Just as the two people were secretly communicating with each other using psychic power.

A tribal leader below suddenly stood up and pointed his wine glass at Kor Phaeron.

"Great Dark Lord. After listening to your deeds, I admire your dark ways and your faith in the gods."

"Can you please move tomorrow's sacrificial ceremony to tonight?"

"We can't wait to wipe out all the heretics of the Divine Emperor Church in the city. As long as you summon the Divine Apostle, we will be loyal to you forever."

After the tribal leader finished speaking, everyone in the audience nodded in agreement, and when they all turned their eyes to Kor Phaeron.

"Okay! Since everyone wants to see the Apostle of the Gods so much, I'll just take you there directly."

Although Korphan had cursed the tribal leader dozens of times in his heart, and even cursed the tribal leader's ancestors for eighteen generations.

But Kor Phaeron still responded without changing his expression.

"Sir, isn't this too dangerous?"

At this time, Jialulek felt a little uneasy, as the situation seemed to be developing in an uncontrollable direction.

"Don't worry too much, Garurek. It's just a Warp Demon. Even if the Son of God and Erebus aren't here, an old man like me can easily control the thing they summoned."

"I just hope you won't hold me back then. Since these guys want to die so badly, let's give them a ride."

Jarulek listened to Kor Phaeron's confident words and for a moment he didn't know whether he should stop him or nod and admire Kor Phaeron's greatness.

The ceremony began soon.

When tens of thousands of slaves and Chaos believers who were willing to sacrifice themselves came to the altar, countless executioners chopped off their heads. The blasphemous and obscure words chanted loudly by the Chaos fanatics made Kor Phaeron a little uncomfortable. As one life after another passed away, the heads that died with their eyes open were piled up on the stands, and the smell of blood filled the venue.

Kor Phaeron watched as the leaders of this group of heretics loudly praised the gods of the so-called Pantheon. Blood turned into mist, and as souls disappeared one after another, above the huge altar, the curtain between the physical universe and the warp was slowly opening a crack filled with the smell of sulfur.

"Whoosh!"

The heavy breathing made this group of heretics stop breathing. When the golden eyes flashed by, after a moment of silence, everyone burst into loud cheers again!

"He needs more sacrifices!"

Kor Phaeron could tell at a glance that this demon seemed to be a subordinate of the evil god Blood God, but at this time Kor Phaeron also weighed in his mind whether he could defeat this guy.

Just when Kor Phaeron wanted this group of Chaos believers to sacrifice more blood, he found that something was wrong at the scene. Countless people's eyes were red, and the moment someone picked up his sword and slashed at the people around him, the whole venue suddenly became chaotic. Kor Phaeron looked at this group of heretics fighting each other. At this time, Kor Phaeron found that he seemed to have summoned an unusual warp demon!

"Snapped!"

Kor Phaeron turned around and slapped Garrulek, who was planning to attack him. Garrulek, who was awakened by the slap, only then realized that he seemed to have almost been corrupted by Chaos. Garrulek was about to apologize when he saw Kor Phaeron brush past him and said a word.

"run!"

"what?"

After Jarulek watched Kor Phaeron use his psychic powers to wake up his colleagues lurking in the crowd one by one, the elder ran straight to the back like a rabbit.

"What's going on! Lord Kor Phaeron!"

Garurek quickly caught up with Kor Phaeron and asked, "Didn't you swear before that a small warp demon could be easily dealt with?"

Why are you running away now?

"That's not something we can deal with!"

"Let's go back and find Luo Jia and the others first!"

Kor Phaeron wasn't scared! He was completely defeated! The Warp Daemon alone had mesmerized everyone, completely losing their composure. If it had truly emerged, even eight of them would have been crushed to death. The mission was accomplished, and Kor Phaeron didn't want to throw his life away. He was still planning to further his loyalty to the God-Emperor!

"Coward! I am the most loyal warrior of the Supreme Blood God!"

"I am the Skull Donor! Artash! I am your nightmare!"

"I am the great bloodthirsty demon!"

When the voice of the bloodthirsty demon penetrated, Kor Phaeron used his psychic energy to add a protective shield to himself. He knew that maybe, perhaps, probably, he had done things too well.

"Wow!"

Jarulek spat out a mouthful of blood with a pale face. He didn't understand why such a powerful warp demon was summoned.

Kor Phaeron sighed helplessly when he saw Jarulek beside him and the dark messengers who had followed him.

"Tell Lorgar and Erebus the information. This is a huge nuisance."

"And you, Lord Kor Phaeron?"

"I, an old man, may have to fight to the death."

After saying that, Kor Phaeron turned and walked back.

Garurek looked at Kor Phaeron's determined figure, his eyes moistened for a moment, and then he continued running forward without looking back.

Kor Phaeron looked around at the empty space around him.

"These bastards, why don't you leave a few of them here at this time? It's not enough to just talk about it!"

"Tsk! For the Divine Emperor!"

ps: The update is finished, please stop scolding me.

Crying and chirping.

Chapter 23: One went to save you? One came back?

The sky was dark red, and the strong smell of the warp made Luo Jia uncomfortable. He looked at the strange color in the distance, his heart filled with uneasiness.

When Luo Jia looked at Erebus, he felt a little relieved. At this time, Erebus was drinking ice water that he got from somewhere, spitting out the sand in his mouth with disgust.

In fact, in the feudal religious world of Colchis, its technology is in the industrial age.

The planet’s greatest specialty is sand.

"The ceremony was held early."

Erebus looked into the distance with a little melancholy. He didn't know whether Kor Phaeron was dead or alive. Dead would be the best, but alive would be no problem either.

As for Erebus, he was still wary of Kor Phaeron.

The appearance of dozens of figures in the distance instantly made Luo Jia feel alert. He raised his neck, trying to see who these people who were fleeing in panic were.

"Lord Lorgar! Lord Erebus! Something's wrong! Something terrible has happened! We've summoned something incredible!"

It was Garrulek. Luo Jia held the scepter in his hand and wanted to greet Garrulek quickly, but as soon as he took the first step, he was grabbed by Erebus.

The touch of cold metal passed into Erebus's hands.

"Don't be impulsive, my brother."

Hearing Erebus' words, Lorgar nodded slowly.

Soon, the other dark apostles rushed over and pinned Jarulek and the others to the ground. Before knowing whether they were corrupted or not, Erebus was very cautious.

"Lord Kor Phaeron! He's blocking our way to meet the Skull-Sacrifice Master, Artash."

When Lorgar heard that Kor Phaeron's life or death was unknown, his eyes instantly turned red, just as he was about to hand over the remaining people to Erebus.

A gust of sand flew by, and Luo Jia, who had a mouthful of sand in his mouth, saw Erebus holding the knife he had given him and running away.

"Examine him!"

Luo Jia spoke to the others immediately.

Then Luo Jia raised the scepter in his hand high.

"The God-Emperor walks the earth! And we are his dark executioners! What are we!"