Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

As for the demons under the youngest girl's command, they roared in a delicate voice.

"For the Yellow-skinned God, for our halberds!"

Keep charging.

Dantioch led a group of demons to build fortifications as quickly as possible. Currently, in the absence of any flying units, military buildings were their most important thing.

Returning his attention to the Butcher's Nails, the traitor Angron had never imagined that this inferior product could be so despicable. Such despicable means made the traitor Angron extremely ashamed!

He could feel the air leaking from below and the blood slowly seeping out. His loyal son, Kahn the World Eater, rushed forward, wanting to share his father's burden. Kahn, commander of the World Eaters, the Glory Guard of the Word Bearers, rushed directly over.

The traitor Kahn was completely unable to react to the speed of this Universe Kahn.

"You're as slow as a chicken!"

"I advise you not to get involved in the battle between the Primarchs!"

The traitor Kahn looked at the guy in front of him who had the same face as himself. He held a chainsword and a battle axe in his hands, and a little angel sat on his shoulder armor, pointing the middle finger at him.

"I will put your head on my waist and make it my trophy."

The traitor Kahn was very angry. Why didn't this guy have the butcher's nails on his head? Why...

The Word Bearer Kharn sighed and tapped his armor.

Under the surprised gaze of the traitor Kahn, the two angels slowly took out a butcher's nail emitting golden light and put it directly on Kahn's head.

The intense pain made Kahn twitch.

"I will send you to the Emperor's Children to confess your sins."

Butcher's Nail Kahn gave a ferocious smile.

"I'll break all your limbs before that, traitor!"

The next second, Kahn the Butcher's Nail shone with golden light!

This means that Butcher's Nail Kahn successfully summoned the gods!

……

The traitor Angron couldn't understand why he couldn't win. He couldn't keep up with the speed, couldn't match the skills, and was even one step behind in strength!

Blood continued to flow from the face of the traitor Angron, and the holes on his face looked like pockmarks.

Angron the Butcher's Nail looked at the guy in front of him. At this moment, he felt that the traitor Angron was a joke, a huge joke.

And is there something wrong with this inferior product's brain? Why does it keep attacking itself?

"I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you! Kill you!!!!"

The traitor Angron roared in anger!

He raised the battle axe in his hand again, and this time there was a red light on his axe. The faint red light made Angron the Butcher's Nail squint his eyes.

Blessing of the Blood God?

"Heh, FW who needs others' blessing!"

Angron the Butcher's Nail sneered.

"I am! Angron, the Emperor's son!"

"I am! War! I am! Justice!"

"I am! Redemption!!!"

The Butcher's Nail raised the axe in his hand high. He raised it high, and all the Word Bearers, including Erebus, roared in unison.

"God of war and justice! Angron!"

"God of war and justice! Angron!"

Even the loyal war dogs roared in unison after a moment of confusion.

Dozens of seconds passed, and the traitor Angron originally thought that the inferior product in front of him could perform some surprising performance, but the Butcher's Nail Angron was still holding the battle axe in his hand like a fool.

The traitor Angron felt like he was being controlled for dozens of seconds, and now he felt like a clown!

“Die!!!!”

The traitor Angron felt insulted and stepped forward to try to kill the traitor with a single blow of his axe.

But at this moment, the warp curtain tore open the space of the physical universe. In the void, a black coffin projected red and white power directly onto Angron the Butcher's Nail. The huge energy directly blasted the traitor Angron out.

The Butcher's Nail was constantly surrounded by fully armed crimson angels, and behind the Butcher's Nail Angron, huge red psychic wings with gold edges slowly unfolded. Above the Butcher's Nail Angron's head, the Butcher's Nail directly broke away from Angron's head and turned into a constantly flashing red halo.

When the loyalists saw this scene, they were all surprised and cheered.

Even Erebus felt that his own Angron was a little too handsome now. So handsome?

Erebus hesitated whether to throw the Red Angel Angron into the Warp.

Perhaps sensing someone's ill intentions, the semi-deified red angel Angron turned and looked at Erebus.

Erebus immediately put on a smiling face, then handed a World Eater with its head hammered into its chest to the Red Angel Angron for a look.

The Red Angel Angron sighed, then turned his hand to grasp the axe that the sneak attack traitor Angron was trying to swing at him again.

"You should not betray the Empire."

The traitor Angron obviously couldn't hear what the winged thing in front of him said. The red light on his body became even brighter. The Red Angel Angron could clearly feel that the guy in front of him was sinking further into the warp.

As for this kind of patient, the Red Angel Angron knew that there was no cure for this guy.

"I can sense your inner thoughts."

"You feel that the Emperor has betrayed you. You feel that the Emperor is an arrogant fellow."

"You seem like an idiot!"

The Crimson Angel accused with a deadpan expression.

"I! I've never been loyal to anyone! My loyalty is to humanity, to the human empire! And you're a joke!"

The traitor Angron could no longer accept the words of the Red Angel Angron. He quickly pulled out a dagger and stabbed it into the Red Angel's shoulder. The Red Angel Angron did not block it and allowed the traitor Angron to stab him.

"Erebus!"

The Crimson Angel Angron shouted.

"Say!"

Erebus was holding Draconian, and Draconian was eating heartily!

"If I give this traitor to Fulgrim, will she not spy on my halberd?"

"?"

Question marks popped up in Erebus's mind.

Huh? Are you crazy? Is the Dark Phoenix something a traitor Primarch can handle?

Don’t say it! Oh! Don’t say it!

199

Chapter 199 You are so weak!

The wound on the shoulder of the Red Angel Angron was slowly healing, and he threw the traitor Angron out directly in his hand.

He looked at the traitor Angron who was rolling on the ground like a top. Only after he knocked down a large number of World Eaters did the traitor Angron stop rolling.

"This is impossible!"

The traitor Angron got up from the ground in disbelief. Although he was angry and eager to fight, he was not stupid!

Angron could still distinguish between those who could be beaten and those who could be beaten.

Why is this thing with wings so powerful?

He realized it! He understood it! He got it!

"Hahahaha! You're a self-deceiving idiot! You're not even using someone else's power!"

"You keep saying it's someone else's power!"

"Isn't it the power of the False Emperor?"

The traitor Angron thought he had discovered a new world and stood up with a look of disdain on his face, but the swelling on his face made him look extremely funny.

"This is Perturabo's power."

The Red Angel Angron did not deny the words of the traitor Angron. Instead, he stretched out his hand and showed him the blue arc of Perturabo.

"This is the power of the Yellow-skinned God."

The warm golden light made the traitor Angron's eyes widen.

"This is Magnus's psychic energy!"

"That's my sister's power."

When the five-colored divine light appeared together, the traitor Angron seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world.

Sister? You birdman with wings! You have a sister?

"And this is my power!"

When the Red Angel Angron finally showed the white and red lights to the traitor Angron, the traitor Angron clearly couldn't accept it! He spat out blood, his eyes red. He couldn't believe that the traitor Angron could actually have a sister!

"I am going to kill you!"

"You can't beat me! Idiot!"

This simple sentence choked the traitor Angron. He looked at the warriors he brought with him. Nearly one-third of the warriors were injured. This was even though the two Primarchs Magnus and Curze did not participate in the battle.

I can't beat them all by fighting alone.

Then call someone!

In the sky above are not only Warmaster Horus and Mortarion, but also Fulgrim!

Three on three!

The advantage is mine!

The traitor Angron's little head was spinning like crazy. He only had one thing in mind: how to kill this thing quickly!

Just as the traitor Angron's head was spinning, he looked up and saw a big hand pressing directly on his head.

【when!】

The traitor Angron, who had not yet reacted, watched helplessly as the Red Angel Angron placed his hand on his head and then punched him.

After eating the flesh and blood of the dead body on the ground, the traitor Angron was furious. He struggled to pick up the battle axe at his side and wanted to strike a blow at the Red Angel Angron.

But the Red Angel Angron pressed his head down and threw him back and forth in the air until he fell to the ground.

In this situation, Erebus looked melancholy. Why did this style of play feel so familiar?

"I am going to kill you!"

The traitor Angron was already extremely powerless and furious, but he still had no way to deal with the Red Angel!

The Red Angel Angron felt that this guy was too noisy and stuffed a small yellow-skinned spirit into the traitor Angron's mouth.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The traitor Angron's stubborn look left the Red Angel helpless. Seeing this, the other World Eaters wanted to step forward and rescue their father from the winged monster in front of them.

but.

“Kneel down!!!”

The Red Angel Angron roared, and these Space Marines who had betrayed the Empire were ultimately unable to withstand the pressure from the demigod body of the Red Angel Angron, the Primarch.

Countless World-Eaters knelt on the ground with painful expressions.

They struggled hard, reaching out their hands to their Primarch father.

The Red Angel Angron slapped the traitor Angron across the face with his own hand, and the force made Erebus applaud.

"I hope you will face your offspring, Angron."

The Red Angel Angron tried earnestly to bring the traitor Angron back on track.