Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

I can’t understand!

"Right! What are you going to do with this? Kill him?"

The Red Angel Angron lifted up Sevatar and asked in confusion.

"Forget it, just leave me alone like a beast of burden for a while!"

Curze pondered for a moment, it seemed that the affairs of his own legion had not been handled much, and basically all of them were handed over to the Word Bearers. It would be fine for him to stay and be a slave.

"To find Perturabo?"

"Which one?"

"The one on the bridge?"

The three of them pondered for a moment and then nodded to each other.

"Let's take our own Tumu God later! You, hold him! If you lose him, he'll throw you into the warp."

Erebus handed the huge steel chain in his hand to Sevatar beside him.

Sevatar smiled bitterly and grabbed the chain.

The red angel Angron picked up his sister.

……

In space, Warmaster Horus sneered as he watched his demon army invade the opposing supply fleet.

"General!"

"My lord! Lord Black Phoenix has arrived with the Law of Faith to provide support!"

"Let him take his Phoenix Guard to find trouble with his other self!"

"Keep a close eye on all movements in the subspace!"

226

Chapter 226: Black Phoenix: Hand over the halberd! Right! Hand it over to me!

The Dark Phoenix is ​​here! They are saved!

The Dark Phoenix is ​​coming! Their halberd can no longer be saved!

The moment the Law of Faith appeared, Dark Phoenix was already waiting on the tarmac. She put on her helmet expressionlessly, then stepped onto the Aquila-class transport assault ship, amid the blessings of the Warp Demons praising the Emperor.

This Skyhawk-class assault transport ship rushed out directly.

Iron Blood.

Magnus looked at Fulgrim, who was working diligently, being knocked to the ground by his psychic power, and then getting up again, and then fighting him and getting up again.

Although I didn't cause any substantial harm to it, it was mainly because I didn't dare!

After all, the Black Phoenix is ​​here! What if I kill this thing directly, and then the Black Phoenix directly cuts off my halberd?

Although Magnus is not afraid, he cannot be on guard every day!

It is difficult to prevent thieves in your home even if you guard against them day and night.

"Is this all you have?"

Fulgrim's head was covered in blood, and he smiled miserably. What a joyful battle! What a joyful fight!

Magnus looked at Fulgrim, whose face was swollen, in silence. He now understood one thing, that is, he might have had a great time beating this thing!

Magnus rubbed his temple. How could Fulgrim be so mean?

Of course, he was definitely not teasing his sister, Dark Phoenix, absolutely not!

"Do you know how the Word Bearers deal with people like you?"

Magnus asked with a smile.

"The Word Bearers?"

Fulgrim was a little confused. What did this have to do with the Word Bearers?

Before Fulgrim could figure it out, Magnus had already approached Fulgrim.

He raised his sword, tried to block, but failed.

Magnus's hand slapped Fulgrim's face hard, and Magnus slapped his slightly red face five times. Fulgrim took two or three steps back. He immediately realized that something was wrong. He had no feeling at all on his left face. The sound and touch were all gone in an instant!

There was something wrong with that slap just now! There was something very wrong!

Even Fulgrim himself felt a little calmer?

This, this, this! What happened?

"The followers of the Lord of Pleasure have a strong pursuit of everything, whether it's love, fighting, psychological or physical stimulation. Their pursuit is endless."

"The Word Bearers often use this psychic magic to seal the facial features of a follower of the Lord of Pleasure, occasionally untying the eyes, and then letting her watch the Word Bearers or the Iron Warriors dismembering aliens or demons."

"Of course, this psychic technique has a very good effect, which is to block all emotions in you and relieve your mood. Do you feel it now?"

Magnus smiled as he was about to carry out his next plan.

A Skyhawk-class assault transport ship rushed directly into the helipad in a hurry.

The entire ship crashed directly into the deck, even overturning a Thunderhawk.

When Magnus saw the Emperor's Children suddenly coming, he glanced at Fulgrim who was beaten badly by him. He originally wanted to collect more rewards from this guy, but now after seeing this, he decided to forget it!

"where is he?"

Although no one came down, the voice of the Black Phoenix had already begun to sound.

Oh ho?

……

Lively! So lively!

The Lord of Change is laughing, in this highest heaven, in this crystal castle, He is laughing madly.

He was looking at another self, and He was looking at everything that was happening.

Everything in the world is constantly changing, like a small whirlpool, but this is not enough, not enough!

He saw the dark world of 40K, the endlessly dark future of the human empire, and the endless wars. He was bored. It was indeed a destined future, completely uninteresting.

Endless war? That's not what He needs. Death and blood? That's not what He needs. A hopeless world? No, no, no, that's no fun.

He needed more changes. If there were countless universes, then there would be countless selves, countless Lords of Change! At this moment, the Lord of Change changed his mind. He should set his sights higher. Higher! Even higher!

He will bring endless changes to countless universes, countless selves, and countless empires!

He saw the Black Phoenix's needs, he saw the Lord of Pleasure who had strayed from the world's trajectory, he saw it! But the presence of the black coffin made his eyes go dark again. Wonderful! Absolutely wonderful!

The Lord of Change looked at the timeline that wanted to merge into this universe. He looked at Erebus. He was curious, very curious. What kind of existence was the real Erebus? What kind of existence was the real black coffin?

The Lord of Change rubbed his hands, looked at the little yellow-skinned boy, stretched out a hand, and began to frantically disrupt the river of fate.

This game shouldn't have ended like this, it should have lasted longer!

So, let Tzeentch from another universe do the evaluation!

Please bring me more changes!

"Hahahahahaha!"

The Lord of Change put down his chess piece.

……

On the Iron Blood.

Dark Phoenix slowly walked down from the Skyhawk-class assault boat. She took a deep breath, looked at everything around her, and her eyes turned to herself wearing purple power armor.

A man? He has a halberd, right?

The Dark Phoenix showed a beautiful smile, which had a unique charm and made Magnus feel a chill in his throat. He quickly picked up his staff and stepped back, then guarded Perturabo to prevent the Dark Phoenix from suddenly going crazy and sacrificing Perturabo's halberd.

The moment the Dark Phoenix appears.

Fulgrim was stunned. He stared at the Black Phoenix infatuatedly. Even though he was beaten like a pig by Magnus, he had never seen such a beautiful woman before. He even had a sense of familiarity. He looked at the silver-white hair like snow, and the other half of his face was already filled with countless blasphemous thoughts.

Fulgrim took a deep breath, and he kept panting. His heavy breathing caused a pink mist to continue to emanate from around Fulgrim.

"You have it, right?"

The Black Phoenix opened her red lips and asked in a firm tone.

"what?"

Fulgrim asked doubtfully.

"You have a halberd, don't you?"

The Dark Phoenix smiled and raised her feet to walk towards Fulgrim. Tarvitz, Fabius and others dispersed and turned their eyes to the Phoenix Guards beside them.

"Hahahaha! Of course I do! If you are willing to serve me, I can give you supreme pleasure..."

Fulgrim had not yet finished his words.

The Black Phoenix, holding a flaming sword, has arrived in front of Fulgrim.

"Then hand it over!!!!"

"Hand over the halberd! Hand it over to me!!!"

227

Chapter 227: The Black Phoenix is ​​broken and cannot be pressed down. Its halberd has been taken away by someone!

Here she comes! Here she comes! The Jiba people are here!

Magnus crossed his arms and looked at the Dark Phoenix, who had begun to go crazy.

Dark Phoenix is ​​very fast. In fact, as a woman, she is sometimes even faster than Coz!

By the time Fulgrim realized this, it was too late.

It was different with Magnus playing with him.

The Black Phoenix was the real killer, and the two flaming swords collided with each other.

"Hand over the halberd! Hand it over to me!!!"

Fulgrim thought these guys were all crazy, every one of them!

Dark Phoenix swung the greatsword in her hand at the speed of light, her eyes were red, and she stared at Fulgrim intently.

How could he have that! How dare he have that!

"Hahahaha! You come and get it?"

Before Fulgrim could finish his words, he saw one of his arms being chopped off by the Black Phoenix.

Why? How could it be!

The Dark Phoenix broke Fulgrim's power armor with one punch, hit Fulgrim's abdomen with one hand, and knocked Fulgrim directly into the deck.

Perturabo looked at the damaged deck again. He was about to get angry, but then he closed his mouth in annoyance.

If you can’t afford to offend me, just pretend you didn’t see it!

Then the God of Civil Affairs went back to work.

Here.

Fulgrim finally realized how big the gap was between himself and the Primarchs of this universe, but this was impossible, absolutely impossible.

We're both Primarchs! What's the difference between him and them?

An unwilling mood appeared on Fulgrim's face. He gave up everything and rushed forward waving his other fist. The Black Phoenix sneered.

"You're good for nothing except a halberd!"

The Dark Phoenix taunted mercilessly as he thrust his flaming sword directly into Fulgrim's arm.

Then it was fixed to the deck. Just when Fulgrim wanted to struggle, Dark Phoenix took out a power axe from somewhere and chopped off Fulgrim's legs.