Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

Just stuff it in, no matter what hole it is!

Erebus said to Perturabo and Magnus.

Just with these words, Black Phoenix's expression changed instantly.

"You CS!"

"It's now!"

Erebus took the opportunity to stuff the halberd directly into the mouth of the Black Phoenix, and the halberd, as if it had its own consciousness, drilled directly into the throat of the Black Phoenix.

"Ugh! Aa ...

"Snapped!"

The psychic pen was thrown at the Black Phoenix's face.

The Emperor had a cold look on his face. What, little thing? Do you want to cause a rebellion in Fulgrim?

But what the Emperor didn't know was that everyone was no longer thinking about starting a rebellion, but was considering when to send the Emperor directly into the Warp to become a god.

But the timing is obviously not very ripe now.

[Oh my! My dear Fulgrim! I can't believe it! I'm coming in!]

"Who! Who's talking?"

The moment Dark Phoenix sensed the voice in her mind, her whole body instantly went numb. Magnus released his psychic power, and Dark Phoenix fell face first to the ground.

At this moment, the Red Angels Angron and Mortarion rushed over and helped the Black Phoenix up.

"My brother!"

The red angel Angron looked at the black phoenix with tears in his eyes.

"It's alright! That's the Lord of Pleasure. Come eat two pieces of Dornish stone to calm your nerves!"

Angron's words shocked the Dark Phoenix instantly.

"You mean, the Lord of Pleasure is inside me?"

Black Phoenix's face was full of disbelief!

"Yeah yeah!"

Mortarion had a worried look on his face. He had the voice of the Lord of the Garden in his body, while Angron had the voice of the Blood God in his body. These noisy voices would accompany them throughout the upcoming battle.

The Black Phoenix knelt down, his face tense, and he began to wail and cry.

"Oh, let me ask you, can the three of us kill that thing?"

The Dark Phoenix pointed stealthily in the direction of the Emperor.

Then he saw Angron and Mortarion shaking their heads.

"Fake Emperor! Fake Emperor!"

The Black Phoenix wanted to cry but had no tears. She just fell to the ground and wailed, burping at the same time.

A little full...

……

subspace.

The bronze throne of the Blood God.

Under the bronze throne, in the huge magma arena, countless bloodthirsty demons are fighting each other frantically. Even though the Blood God is nowhere to be found, they still live up to the Blood God's expectations. Whenever a winner appears, they always look at the empty brass throne first.

But to their disappointment, there was still no one there.

Just when everyone was extremely disappointed, strange noises rang out intermittently.

The demons looked around in confusion.

Soon the demons discovered that the sound came from the bronze throne.

When a bloodthirsty demon bravely approached the bronze throne, he saw a blue elf emerging from under the bronze throne.

Their eyes met.

"Lord Guilliman! That black hole leads directly to the Warp!"

Smurf said slowly.

"Enemy attack!"

This heroic bloodthirsty demon roared loudly, attracting the attention of countless demons. Just as they were wondering what dared to come to the Blood God's territory to cause trouble, they saw countless blue elves pouring out of the bronze throne one after another, like a tide, madly pouring out.

The Smurfs were given only one order.

Defeat all demons, get your true name, and retreat!

No one knows when the black hole will disappear, but now that we have this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to obtain the devil's true name, the Extreme Warriors will never give up!

……

"So I'm very curious, what kind of deal did you make with the gods that made these guys willingly hand over their power to Horus?"

Erebus looked at the emperor drinking tea beside him, and his eyes darkened instantly. You, a psychic clone, can drink tea?

"A little weird trick."

The Emperor spoke.

"Forget it, I don't want to hear it anymore! However, I'm curious about one thing. Emperor, how can you be sure that such a thing won't lead to backstabbing?"

Erebus asked, now thinking that the Emperor might be a little crazy.

"No, no, no, he will always stand on the side of the Empire until Horus dies."

"What if Horus dies?"

The Emperor of the Erebus Bureau did not answer him directly.

"That means being on my side."

The Emperor was slightly amused.

"I signed a contract with Horus, and of course I signed one for each Primarch."

"It's just that the timing and circumstances of its implementation are not right."

"For example, Horus came to work for me after he died."

"If he's not dead, then go about your business as normal."

When Erebus heard the Emperor's words, his veins bulged. Does that mean I have to work for you whether Horus is dead or alive?

"Lord Erebus! A letter has arrived from the traitor across the way."

At this moment, Jarulek hurried over!

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Chapter 248 Hello, I am Rogdorn!

"Hello! Rogal Dorn! I am Rogal Dorn!"

"Yes! Rogal Dorn! I am Rogal Dorn!"

"Hahahaha! Good brother! I'm the effeminate Rogal Dorn! I'm a big, hard rock! I'm big! Very hard! Very sharp!"

Erebus thought that Dark Phoenix, Angron and Mortarion must be crazy!

"What are they doing?"

The psychic idiot Erebus looked at the three people with a puzzled look on his face as they madly said that they were Rogal Dorn. Could it be that after going to the warp, these people awakened strange habits, or saw Rogal Dorn's real body in the warp?

All kinds of speculations emerged from Erebus's mind.

"Nothing. In order to win this war, I allowed the gods to enter their bodies. Of course, it's just their consciousness, right?"

The emperor said this with a nonchalant look on his face, but his tone was a little uncertain?

Erebus turned and grasped the Emperor's psychically altered collar.

"What did you say?! You fake emperor! Believe it or not, I'm sending you to the golden toilet right now!"

Erebus felt that the False Emperor was absolutely crazy now. If the Dark Phoenix was possessed by the Lord of Pleasure, then Angron and Mortarion were beyond words.

Where is the Lord of Change?

Lord of Change, then...

Erebus turned his gaze towards Horus, who was covered in various colors but had a blue glow on his body.

"You put the weakest thing on Horus?"

Erebus had a look of disdain on his face.

"Blasphemy! Blasphemy! Lord of Change! I will kill you! What kind of blasphemy is this!!!"

Horus was squatting on the ground at this time, shaking his head, and speaking various words intermittently.

It seems like he is watching something amazing.

Erebus frowned, feeling that the Emperor was about to mess up.

"Lord of Change! I'm going to kill you! Wait, don't stop! Is my mother still dancing..."

Emperor flying kick!

The Emperor kicked Horus out with a sullen face, then transformed into a ray of golden light and drilled directly into Horus' body, accompanied by golden and blue divine power.

Erebus felt that Horus was now a giant humanoid mecha, but it seemed that something was still missing.

Then Erebus suddenly realized! Ooooh! The oxygen tube!

Should I get one for Bald Horus? That way it would be much easier to get the Emperor to the Golden Throne later!

Thinking of this, Erebus yawned.

He looked at Jarulek beside him.

"So, what's the meaning over there?"

"That traitor said that if they don't hand over their Mortarion, they will kill him!"

Jarulek spoke slowly.

"interesting."

Erebus whispered, it was really interesting, he had never seen such a brave guy, looking for death?

"Also, Lord Erebus, a subspace fluctuation has just appeared, which seems to be the Law of Faith."

This news from Jarulek aroused Erebus's interest.

"Garrulek, don't you think the Word Bearers have too few ships? How is the injury to Legion Commander Abaddon?"

Erebus asked.

"Lord Abaddon has now recovered. Lord Erebus, the Word Bearers have recently discovered that the Death Guard have more or less acquired some of Lord Mortarion's abilities. Lord Kor Phaeron has suggested recruiting a number of Death Guard into the Word Bearers."

Jarulek told Erebus some of the recent events.

When Erebus heard Garurek, he looked up at Garurek.

"Garrulek, isn't that our Word Bearers?"

……

Life or death.

Then I would definitely choose death.

Olperson looked at the documents that were continuously delivered to him by the loyal servitor. He was lost in thought and thought. He closed his eyes and took a long-awaited five-minute rest.

Five minutes? You know how important these five minutes of rest are to him. It's like nectar! Olpersson had attempted suicide before, but often suicide only increased his workload.

Soon when the alarm rang, Olperson opened his eyes.

Kor Phaeron's massive head appeared before him.

The big head and small limbs, this strange thing, made Olperson wonder for a moment if he was hallucinating.