Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

When the golden giant sword smashed straight towards Puff Horus from the air, causing a huge explosion, Erebus squatted on the ground and looked at Mortarion who was already breathless.

He blocked the second shockwave for Mortarion, and the Red Angel Angron looked at his "dead" brother.

"Take him home."

Erebus's voice was very cold. He picked up Draconian and turned around. He saw Puff Horus standing in the center of the field after the aftermath.

Just as he expected, Puff Horus was still not dead.

"Ha ha……"

A smile appeared on Puff Horus's bloody face.

Puff Horus looked at Erebus in the distance, and the two looked at each other.

"My father! The space force is detecting the fleet's fluctuations!"

At this moment, Abaddon, who was far away in space, suddenly communicated.

Puff Horus felt the power of his own chaotic collision and for a moment lost the will to fight Erebus.

"I will kill you with my own hands, every single one of you, the false emperor's lackeys!"

Puff Horus sneered.

"How about now?"

Erebus replied coldly.

"It's the Vengeful Spirit! My father is the Vengeful Spirit! Another Vengeful Spirit!"

Abaddon's panicked voice made Puff Horus very unhappy. He looked at Abaddon, the commander of the White Legion in the distance.

"Humph! I'll spare your life!"

……

Warmaster Horus is late!

It was not because of anything else, but because he found his lost offspring, Cyjanus, in the warp, as well as his flagship, the Spirit of Vengeance, which he missed day and night!

So after a brief communication, Warmaster Horus finally led the reassembled and expanded fleet to the battlefield.

The first thing he saw was that his fleet was beaten and fled in panic by the imperial rebel fleet.

"Fire!"

This was the first order given by Warmaster Horus.

"Ceylonus! The enemy fleet is outnumbered! Watch out for boarding! Gather together! Watch out for the Vengeful Spirit! The Emperor's Pride and what the hell is that green thing!"

Warmaster Horus looked at the green Endurance with a confused look on his face. He just felt disgusted!

Four Glorious Queens! Against our own two Glorious Queens!

Horus did not intend to fight head-on.

"This is Marduk the Word Bearer of the Spirit of Hate! Lord Erebus is now on that planet that suddenly appeared!"

"Help me contact Erebus!"

Soon, Warmaster Horus received news, news that left him and Lorgar silent and at a loss.

News of the death of Marshal Mortarion.

……

Mortarion's body was placed on the bottom level. Erebus held Draconian in his arms and looked at Mortarion's body with his head tilted with a sad face. Angron was crying beside him, and Magnus looked sad.

One of the four people who came here has left early, which the other three cannot accept.

"What's the point of him coming now!"

Erebus said with some complaint.

"This is the Warmaster? This is the tactic he's so proud of?"

Erebus sighed, but more of it was because he was powerless. If he were a little stronger, that FW would not suppress him!

And now...

How should I explain it?

Erebus walked up to Mortarion.

The Death Guard knelt around Mortarion, even the loyalist Garro burst into tears, his first father had fallen, and his second father was gone.

"Stop crying!"

Erebus cursed as he looked at the numerous Death Guards.

"Can crying bring Mortarion back to life?"

Erebus placed one hand directly on Mortarion.

"Uh uh uh uh~"

A goose-like cry and a deep breath made Erebus glare around.

"Who the hell is calling a goose?"

You are so disrespectful to the dead! I will bury the person you called with Mortarion!

But Erebus soon discovered that the person making the sound was Mortarion.

Erebus lay directly beside Mortarion's mouth. He heard a faint gasp, then touched his heart again. No beating! Oh, both hearts, no beating!

Erebus now doesn't know whether Mortarion is dead or not!

He is not sure now.

At this moment, no one knows the world.

Mortarion stared blankly at the thatched hut in front of him. This was where he used to live in Barbarus, but why did he appear here? Wasn't he dead?

Why?

Bang, someone patted Mortarion's shoulder, he turned around quickly, Emperor?

He was a middle-aged man wearing white and looking tired.

"You are quite good, Mortarion."

Mortarion frowned briefly, but quickly relaxed.

"Father?"

Mortarion asked doubtfully.

"It is I, Mortarion."

The middle-aged man smiled and opened the door for Mortarion, motioning him to come in.

Mortarion hesitated for a moment before going in.

Familiar interior decoration.

Mortarion looked at the middle-aged man sitting next to him. He looked at Mortarion with a somewhat sad expression.

"Do you know what kind of situation you are in now?"

"died?"

"No, it's the state of being dead and alive. Your warp essence saved you. Haven't you noticed those strange beliefs in you? It was they who saved you, Marshal Zhengyi, the Lord of Death and Rebirth. Perhaps it was something Erebus gave you in his teachings. Congratulations, Mortarion, you've become a god, even if you're only a demigod..."

The Emperor spoke very bluntly to Mortarion.

Mortarion was silent. He looked at the Emperor in front of him who was smiling at him. The smile was somewhat unreal and fake.

"How do I get out of here?"

"After death comes rebirth. You have already experienced death, and what remains is rebirth. Do you want to know how to be reborn?"

The Emperor smiled and held out his hand, motioning for Mortarion to take it.

But Mortarion reached out and raised his middle finger at the thing in front of him.

"Erebus said something! QNMD!"

217

Chapter 217 Emperor: Today I will kill you, the mummy who stole my child!

Although the guy in front of him has the appearance of an emperor, the power of an emperor, and everything of an emperor, he is not his father and not the emperor!

Mortarion is not stupid. Even if Mortarion is a fool, he can learn to be cunning enough by following Erebus.

"How did you tell?"

The Lord of Mankind was a little stunned. He had obviously disguised himself very well. Even he himself was no better than him. He was so honest, so why didn't Mortarion in front of him fall for it?

"He would call me son, not by name, and he wouldn't hold my hand, he would hold it tightly."

"And he once told me that in the warp this method is like signing a contract."

Mortarion said bluntly, his eyes narrowed.

The Lord of Mankind was stunned. This universe's Mortarion had such a good relationship with the Emperor? Why did his own universe's Mortarion betray the Emperor just like that?

"Would you like to be my son? You know we are the same..."

"Sorry, I think my father is fine."

Mortarion shook his head. Who would like to be someone else's son for no reason?

When the Lord of Mankind saw that forcing it didn't work, he changed his mind.

"Without my help, you might have been a living dead for the rest of your life."

"You must think carefully, Mortarion."

The Lord of Mankind sighed. After all, he had given a lot of faith to the black coffin, which was why it let him in. It was not easy for the Emperor to find this place, so now he had the final say here.

The self ten thousand years ago wanted to have more fun than the self now. The Lord of Mankind chuckled and said, "Do you think he has been sitting on the toilet for ten thousand years in vain?"

"I can wait, I can betray my father, but I will not betray humanity."

Mortarion's words made the Lord of Mankind feel uneasy.

"You think it's normal to betray your father?"

"How is it abnormal? The position of Emperor is for the existence of all mankind. No matter who sits on that throne, if there is any heresy, I can stop it. Besides, sometimes there is no need for war."

The Lord of Mankind looked at Mortarion like this, and he felt a little sad. Why couldn't such a good child be just his own?

Why is his Mortarion the ultimate twisted man!

Why! Why! Why!

Jealousy deforms people.

The Lord of Mankind took a deep breath.

"Even if you stay here forever?"

"I trust my brothers."

"I don't understand why you are so obsessed with me?"

Mortarion looked at the Lord of Mankind with some doubt.

The Lord of Mankind was silent for a moment. He raised his finger and sent all the memories of the past ten thousand years in his mind to Mortarion.

Mortarion closed his eyes, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.

The Great Crusade ended, Horus Heresy followed, Malcador died, and the Lord of Mankind sat on the Golden Throne, struggling to hold on for ten thousand years.

Until the Black Coffin of the Warp found him under the guidance of the Emperor.

"You have done wrong, Lord of Mankind."

"We are not tools, we are human beings. The Primarchs are human beings, living beings."

The Lord of Mankind originally thought that after seeing what had happened in the past ten thousand years, Mortarion would stand on his side and show sympathy for him, but he never expected that Mortarion's first words would almost break his defense.

"I'm doing this for the future of humanity."