Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

Holy Terra, on the Golden Throne.

The Lord of Humanity, who looked like a rotting corpse, used his great power to send a timeline in his own universe. He thought it would consume a lot of energy, but what he never expected was that there was such a strange existence in that universe.

The Lord of Mankind carefully observed the universe. The Four Gods still existed. It was great that he was still young and had not yet sat on the Golden Throne!

A suspicious and sophistry future, wait, why is the timeline of their universe so stable?

The Lord of Mankind explored and found that the past and present were unique, and even the strange and changeable future was becoming unique. It seemed that something fixed the timeline of that universe, and no matter how the future changed, it would always be unique. Who was it?

The Lord of Mankind was puzzled. He saw the black coffin in the Warp, and saw the power poured into it by the Emperor of that universe and the Four Gods. When the Lord of Mankind also cast a little faith in it...

The strange feeling of decompression made the Lord of Humanity so relaxed for thousands of years!

He had never felt so relaxed before! But when he wanted to invest more, he found that the barrier between the two universes directly rejected his investment of power.

Angry, furious! Why did the Emperor of the Universe have such a wonderful thing? Why didn't my world have it? Why did I need to sit on the Golden Throne for ten thousand years? Why! Why! Why!

Until the Lord of Mankind saw Erebus...

On the Golden Throne, the Lord of Humanity actually let out a faint breath. He finally understood why the Emperor of the universe across from him was so carefree! He finally understood why the Emperor of that universe was so naive!

Grab it! You must grab it!

This shabby chair! He's had enough!

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On board the Eisenstein.

Garro knew that ordinary Space Marines were no match for the Primarchs, but as he looked at the green dots on the tactical panel that had lost their beacons, he knew he had lost. He had lost completely, lost to this group of rebels. Garro took a deep breath, picked up the bolter on the table, and walked out expressionlessly.

After leaving the bridge, he came to the last line of defense on the ship, just as those strange words in the communication said.

The demons from the warp are pouring in madly.

"Lord Garo! Stop resisting!"

"Hit me! Hit me! Lord Garo, hit me!"

"Don't be afraid, Lord Garo! I have people on the Emperor's Children's side!"

The bizarre-looking Warp Demons consumed their ammunition with their flesh and blood. Garo watched as his own line was constantly attacked, and a large number of Warp Demons died in front of his eyes with a look of happiness on their faces.

The bolter in his hand still roared loyally.

Until the last explosive shell, Garo looked at his brothers on the battlefield and smiled sadly.

"For the Empire."

"For humanity!"

Garo raised the chainsaw sword in his hand and roared loudly. When Garo saw the huge figure opposite, it was Mortarion.

This was completely different from the Primarch he was familiar with. The heavy power armor was covered with golden patterns, and the glittering veins constantly flickered with a golden sacred light. The symbol of the sickle was engraved on its shoulder armor, and the gas mask that never left his cheek was taken off by Mortarion at some point.

Is our own Primarch so fat?

Garro clearly remembered that Mortarion was slightly thinner among all the Primarchs, and gave a feeling of malnutrition, but the one opposite him had a ruddy complexion and looked normal, which made Garro a little dazed. So, could one become fat after betraying the Empire?

A strange thought emerged in Gala's mind.

And Mortarion.

He looked at Gala opposite him. This was his offspring, but this was not his offspring!

After all, there would be a Yellow-skinned God engraved on Garo's body, but the Garo in front of him was obviously wearing old-fashioned power armor and had no demonic stance. Even when he boarded the ship, this group of Death Guards could not even knock down a few layers of their dozens of layers of stance.

He, Mortarion, does not have such a FW offspring.

"Are you Garo?"

Mortarion looked at the Death Guard who had run out of ammunition and food. They were courageous, their brains were not working well, but their tenacity was still there.

You can get 60 points out of 100.

"Traitor! You will die here today! You will be infamous forever!"

Add one point.

"You're calling me a traitor?"

Mortarion smiled. It was the first time that someone called him a traitor as a Field Marshal, and it was his own son.

So interesting!

"You are so brave. I will give you a chance to challenge me."

Mortarion slowly came to the battlefield. Although numerology told him some things, there were some things he needed to get out of the mouth of Lorgar in front of him. Mortarion did not notice any signs of Warp corruption on Garro in front of him. Even the most authentic Word Bearers who followed him were puzzled and shook their heads wildly.

Well, whether it exists or not, it is possible that the Warp Demon used some strange technique.

Garo slowly stepped forward and raised his chainsaw sword.

This made Mortarion extremely unhappy. How could a Death Guard use such a thing?

Marshal Zheng Yi threw his weapon over and it landed directly at Luo Jia's feet.

"Do you know how to use it?"

Mortarion asked.

Without saying a word, Garo picked up Mortarion's scythe on the ground and rushed over. Under the fierce attack, Mortarion frowned. Which bastard taught him this?

Mortarion grabbed Garro's face and threw him to the ground. Garro didn't even realize that the green sickle was against his neck.

"stand up!"

Marshal Mortarion's voice was slightly angry.

Garro said nothing and stood up slowly. As soon as he looked up, he felt a figure looming in front of him. Mortarion stared at him and then put his weapon in his arms.

"Get out of here! Come again!"

For some reason, Jialuo swallowed and walked over obediently.

Mortarion kicked him as he left.

"You're a fucking Ultramarines?"

Luo Jia almost fell to the ground, and he was full of resentment.

Mortarion sighed as he charged again.

It was still the same style of fighting where everyone died together. Mortarion leaned over and grabbed Garro, who had not yet swung his scythe, and lifted him up.

Jialuo was obviously confused.

Marshal Mortarion gently touched Garro's head with his fist.

"Come again!"

Then Mortarion threw Garro over again.

This time, even after falling to the ground, Garo did not throw away the weapon Mortarion gave him.

Is this Garo?

Is this Mortarion?

Such thoughts popped up in the minds of a Primarch and a loyal warrior at the same time.

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Chapter 202: Oh no! Magnus and Angron are coming to attack!

tired!

This was the thought in Garo's mind. His knuckles were already cracked and blood was flowing on the sickle.

Get knocked down, get up, get knocked down again, get up again.

Garro showed what Death Guard is.

Mortarion couldn't help but admire Garro. No matter what happened to Garro, he still admired his tenacity.

"traitor!"

Just pretend that you didn’t think about it.

Garro initially thought that Mortarion was just teasing him, but now he truly felt Mortarion's care for him. But! But why did Mortarion betray the Empire! Betray the Emperor!

"For the Emperor!"

Garro rushed up again, and unsurprisingly, Mortarion won again this time.

"enough!"

Mortarion had sensed that Garro had reached his limit, so he spoke to comfort him.

But Jialuo did not respond, he still stood up.

"You betrayed the Empire! That's a fact!"

Garro didn't want this to happen. He would rather Mortarion give him a decent death than have Mortarion show him any so-called mercy like he did now!

He will never betray the Emperor!

Absolutely not!

"You have been deceived, Lord Mortarion!"

Garro tried to persuade Mortarion and tried to pull Mortarion back onto the right path.

"And you are in league with the Warp! Lord Mortarion! You are betraying the Imperium!"

Garro said indignantly for a moment as he looked at the subspace demons coming and going.

Garo's words instantly aroused the wrath of countless Warp Demons. What does it mean to be associated with the Warp? What does it mean to be deceived? Haven't you, Garo, always bullied us?

How many Warp Demons have died at your hands, Garo? Don't you have any idea?

"Long live the human empire! Long live the yellow-skinned god!"

"Lord Mortarion! I suspect this fellow must have been corrupted by the Warp! Let the Dornish Stone teach him a lesson!"

"We have renounced the dark and joined the light! We believe in the Emperor wholeheartedly! Don't try to sow discord here!"

Garo's words instantly aroused the anger of countless demons in the park. They accused Garo of such groundless slander. After all, those who could stand here now had all been selected through multiple screening by the Word Bearers, Iron Warriors, Death Guard, Emperor's Children, etc.!

If Mortarion thinks what Garro said is right, he will beat everyone back and do it again. From now on, they will add the corpse of Nurgling to Garro's food every day!

No! Add it now!

Mortarion looked at Garro's expression and knew that every word Garro said now could not be false.

But what's the problem?

"First, check for any signs of warp corruption."

To be on the safe side, Mortarion still said that.

The Word Bearers behind Mortarion came over in groups of two or three to hold Garro, and the yellow-skinned statue's pendant was pressed directly on Garro's forehead. A golden light flashed, and the yellow-skinned goddess' pendant was also hung on it. One of the Word Bearers even considerately ate a piece of Dorne's stone for Garro.

The Death Guard in the rear had no idea what kind of inhumane experiments Mortarion was doing on Garro. They rushed forward but were blocked by the demons in the park.

"F*ck! You're destroying my faith! You're slandering the Yellow-skinned God! Kill me if you dare!"

A vampire rushed forward, and just as he wished, he was sent back home with a chainsword by the loyal Word Bearers.

"enough!"

"I'll do it myself!"

Mortarion walked straight forward and slapped Garro in the face.

"Where's my ship?"

"Where's the Endurance! Garo! Where's my Endurance!"

After being slapped twice, Jialuo woke up for a moment.

"Mortarion! Do not continue down this wrong path!"

"Punishment! Punishment!"

Mortarion's heart ached. Although he knew this might not be his real Garro, he was petty. Who made this guy keep calling her a traitor? Besides, a father beating his son! Who cares if he's his biological father or stepfather? It's only natural! ! ! !