Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

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How many years! She had never let anyone slap her in the face! And it was herself!

The scream that had not appeared in the warp for ten thousand years appeared again, and the entire warp continued to fluctuate. The Emperor looked at the turbulent warp with a heavy expression.

Then his face turned even more pale, completely bloodless!

"Neos! Husband! Someone hit me!!!!!"

The strong psychic energy instantly made all the psychics in the universe feel a little confused. They wanted to vomit desperately. Even though this strong corrosive feeling from the subspace was greatly weakened by the physical universe, it still reached the ears of many psychics.

The Lord of Psionics, Magnus, was the first to suffer the worst persecution.

"She hit me!"

"That bitch hit me!"

"She hit me!"

"Husband! Emperor! I'm not going to fuck you anymore! I'm going to let you do it! Beat him! Go and beat him!"

"vomit!"

Magnus held onto Erebus's shoulders and began to vomit, kneeling on the ground. Although Magnus was now a demigod, he was still confused under the influence of the gods.

"vomit!"

Erebus was the first to notice that something was wrong with Magnus, and he quickly helped Magnus up.

"What happened! Magnus! Stop vomiting! Swallow it back! Tell me what happened!"

As a negative psychic Ogryn, Erebus had no idea what was happening in the Warp, but he knew that Magnus' current condition was in no way unrelated to the Warp.

"Impossible! Ugh! Absolutely impossible! Ugh!"

Ahriman, the Legion Master of the Thousand Sons, denied this fact with a look of horror on his face, and began to vomit violently like his father Magnus.

Countless filth was not as strong as the words of the Lord of Pleasure in his mind.

And this phenomenon is not just limited to these two people.

"Lord Erebus! The Thousand Sons seem to have gone mad!"

Abaddon rushed over immediately. He was horrified to see Magnus kneeling on the ground and vomiting like the other Thousand Sons. What trick could have made Magnus become like this!

"Father! Impossible! Lord of Pleasure! Impossible!"

Magnus' eyes were filled with tears of blood. He could not accept this fact. This was slander! This was pure slander!

In the warp, the warm sun also began to vibrate, and the Empire's Prime Minister Malcador appeared beside the Emperor at the first moment.

"Nyos!! What are you doing!?"

Malcador looked coldly at the angry Warm Sun.

At this moment, a cold light silently poked Malcador.

【Malcador! 】

Malcador! It is I! I am the Emperor!

Malcador turned around and was stunned for a moment. What did he see? He saw a cold sun, without any warmth or temperature. Endless faith continued to surround him.

He could feel the pain that the rotten corpse on the golden throne had suffered over the past ten thousand years!

He could sense that the Lord of Mankind once again saw Malcador's sudden burst of humanity.

[The Empire needs you! Malcador! I need you! Come back! My hero! My friend!]

Makado's eyes became confused for a moment.

And the Lord of Mankind waited for Malcador to utter that word.

Good! Say this sentence quickly!

"WCNMLB!!!!!!"

I've always been the one cheating on others! Today you want to cheat on me!

A single psychic blow from the Emperor severed the connection between the Lord of Mankind and Malcador.

His eyes were bloodshot. He had never imagined that the one who wanted to trick him the most was the human ruler from another world!

"You're touching me alone! Just try!"

"I'll trade you the Primarch!"

The Lord of Mankind was silent for a moment and tried to negotiate.

"I'll f*cking kill you! I'll f*cking kill you!!!!!"

The Emperor finally lost his temper and punched the corpse in the face. At that moment, the Lord of Mankind smiled. Yeah, I got the coordinates!

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Chapter 212: Chosen by two gods, Mortarion the Corrupted!

What is the Lord of Mankind?

He was a thousand-year-old rotten corpse who had worked diligently for humanity all his life, only to find that the empire was falling apart, the Primarch had been defeated, his best friend was dead, and he was supposed to have retired after the completion of the Webway.

But now I have to work hard to keep humanity from being destroyed!

And this guy! This 30k young man.

There are Erebus, Black Coffin, and Malcador. Although each Primarch has not fully awakened the essence of the Warp, most of them have been promoted to demigods, and have harmonious families and daughters.

What do you think the Lord of Mankind should think?

Jealousy makes people deformed!

No matter what he had snatched, it represented hope for the current empire. Erebus, Malcador, or even any Primarch, could make this cesspool-like universe a better place for the Lord of Mankind!

For the sake of humanity, what's wrong with the self in another universe being wronged a little!

Collaboration? I'm with NMLB!

The Lord of Mankind knows Himself best.

The Emperor also knows the Lord of Mankind best.

But the battle has just begun.

"You actually fucked the Lord of Pleasure, what a class!"

"CNMD, once I'm done here, I'll grab you and put you on the toilet!"

"You fucking lord of pleasure, you're a lowly person!"

……

Isstvan III.

Loyalists.

Erebus helped the pale Magnus up. Magnus's hands were trembling, but even so, Magnus still loyally held Erebus's hand.

"Quick Erebus, the Lord of Pleasure is slandering my father. You need to re-interrogate every psyker. I suspect someone has already betrayed me!"

When Erebus heard this, he looked at Magnus suspiciously.

"Magnus, what did you hear?"

"The Lord of Pleasure calls the Emperor husband."

"?"

It's broken! It's broken! The thing I made up has become a reality, so who is playing who?

"Lord Erebus!"

Abaddon came over at this time.

"Captain Abaddon, what happened?"

Erebus asked loudly.

"Some psykers are not in good condition."

"Let the Word Bearers pass!"

Erebus gave his orders.

"in addition!"

Just as Erebus was about to give new orders, bursts of explosions were heard in front of the position.

"Enemy attack!!!!!"

Erebus roared.

Countless Dornish stones were blown to pieces, and Erebus watched helplessly as these traitors killed their own people.

When the new traitor came down, Erebus looked at the dusty world. What did he see?

Warp Corruption!

When the Black Coffin received a lot of benefits, it reluctantly released the power of another cosmic god, and Nurgle immediately gave all his power to Mortarion, and the Lord of the Garden also immediately gave his power to the corrupted Mortarion.

So after the corrupted Mortarion fought for a moment, he was completely defeated.

Erebus watched the grayish-yellow smell of decay creeping toward their position. Countless mushrooms and decaying creatures grew, and Mortarion swung his scythe heavily as the decay spread.

This damn corruption is like breathing, with a wave of corruption every seven times.

The Crimson Angel Angron stared at the skinny and rotten man opposite him. Was that his brother?

Erlen raised his axe, intending to prove himself to his new father, but before he took his first step, Angron slapped him to the ground.

"We are vicious dogs! But we are not stupid dogs!"

The Crimson Angel Angron rebuked Erron.

"The yellow-skinned statue! Push the yellow-skinned statue up!"

"Warp demon with the skin of the yellow-skinned idol! Cut off your own skin! Charge forward! Block this wave of pollution!"

Erebus was running quickly on the battlefield. He had sent Magnus back to the rear to rest. The Word Bearers had their own complete system for this kind of chaos, but there were too many people and too many loyalists.

The moment a loyal Son of Horus extended his hand to the edge of the position, the gray-yellow smell of corruption directly invaded his hand, and the white gauntlet instantly turned yellow. When the first eye appeared, the Son of Horus wailed in fear.

Urus the Word Bearer appeared at the first moment. Without saying anything, he cut off the arm of the Son of Horus and threw the yellow-skinned idol around his neck over. He then grabbed a Warp Demon and quickly cut off the skin of the Yellow-skinned Goddess at the spot on the demon's body.

Urus then draped the skin over the Luna Wolf's arm.

This group of loyalists have no faith, so neither the Yellow-skinned God nor the Yellow-skinned Goddess can bless them, so they can only help them in this way.

When one yellow-skinned statue after another appeared on the battlefield, Erebus now regretted giving all the Imperial Warriors to Perturabo, which resulted in the stone construction in the rear being extremely slow!

"Abaddon!"

Erebus shouted.

"Lord Erebus!"

"You and Angron will command the rear!"

Erebus knew that in this situation, he or Angron had to take the lead. As for Curze? That guy could assist him!

Erebus stepped out of the trench, and then nothing happened.

Angertai held high the banner of the Word Bearers and led the Honor Guard to guard Erebus.

"return to!"

Erebus looked at the people who were struggling to hold on. This was not like a normal demon or demon prince at all.

They said he had awakened his own subspace essence! Even Erebus believed it!

"Hand over Angron!"

"I can give you a merciful death!"