Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

Angron, dressed in chef's clothes, came to the side of the banquet hall holding a huge pot. He placed the pot of chicken soup on the table and enthusiastically served each brother a bowl of fresh chicken soup.

Everyone picked up a bowl.

"tasty."

The angel sniffed it, proving that Angron hadn't put anything shocking in the chicken soup.

But after everyone took the first sip, they immediately felt that something was wrong with the taste.

"vomit!"

Khan retched, and a little angel crawled out of his mouth. It flew to Khan's face angrily and poked Khan's face with the little sword in its hand.

As for the other brothers, they also started to retch.

Some spit out yellow-skinned spirits, some spit out Nurgling spirits, and the most miserable one was Ryan, who directly spit out a mosaic.

"Angron!"

They drew their weapons and looked towards Angron.

"It's not me! It's not me!"

Angron saw that something was wrong and fled.

In the distance, Shell hugged his belly and laughed out loud.

"Hahahaha!"

Plan approved!

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Chapter 1: New Year's Day Special! 2.

A grand banquet.

New Year's Day, when the few Primarchs of the Imperium of Man gather together.

Malcador was very worried about this.

He walked slowly into the banquet hall, and the guards opened the door for Malcador.

The moment the door opened, Malcador felt something was wrong.

In the chaotic hall, Malcador turned around and took quick steps without thinking.

We must not stay here for long!

You guys go on your own this year!

Malcador walked back quickly, but as he walked, he found that the gate appeared in front of him. He turned his head and saw the Emperor looking at him with a smile on his face, and a pair of psychic hands pulled him back.

"?"

"What are you doing, old friend?"

"I have official business to attend to."

"Didn't Erebus do all that for you?"

The Emperor narrowed his eyes at his old friend, and Malcador rolled his eyes.

"Tsk CS!"

"what?"

"fine."

Although the Emperor heard, he did not intend to pursue Malcador's words now.

"Yo! Brother! I'm number one at drinking! Of all the brothers, you're the best!"

Ruth raised a large jar of wine and shouted at the crowd.

The mead in his hand was from the Space Wolves.

He also poured a glass for each brother.

"boring!"

Mortarion crossed his shoulders and snorted coldly at the arrogant Russ.

"Any advice?"

Russ gave Mortarion a thumbs-up.

"Drink it this way!"

Mortarion walked forward, snatched the mead from Russ's hand, and poured it directly into the pot that had previously contained the chicken soup.

Then Mortarion poured in the fine wine produced by his homeland. Everyone frowned when they saw the green bubbling stuff.

"So, when does the party start?"

Malcador asked with some confusion.

"Anytime, anywhere, as long as the children are happy."

The emperor shook his head and patted the little yellow kid on his head. The kid was going to the toilet on his head again.

"You've changed so much, sometimes I even feel like I'm hallucinating."

Malcador felt a little emotional. He rarely saw the Emperor happy, but today was undoubtedly one of those days.

"As long as the children are happy."

The Emperor repeated himself.

"Try this! It's the strongest liquor on the prairie!"

"This is the last good wine of the War Dogs."

"The wine of fear."

"Something from the Eleventh Legion."

"Macragge's fine wine."

After everyone poured their hometown's specialty wine into the huge pot, they found that only Lorga and Erebus were indifferent.

"Hey, Erebus, bring us your Word Bearers' brew!"

The God of Civilization hammered the floor with his power hammer and said excitedly.

Erebas rolled his eyes at the twisted man in front of him. It seemed that after you stopped being twisted, you became a talkative person.

"My brothers, the Word Bearers have the wine, and you cannot enjoy it."

Luo Jia looked embarrassed at this time, and he patted the wine bag on his waist.

"What can't I drink?"

Rus stood up and walked to Luojia's side, snatched the wine bag from Luojia's body, unscrewed the lid and poured the wine in.

"do not want!"

Luo Jia was about to stop him, but Russ had already poured everything in the wine bag into it.

"Ahhhhhhh! Praise the Yellow-skinned God!"

"Pain! This is suffering! This is faith!"

"Praise! The Yellow-skinned Goddess!"

Countless wailing sounds suddenly rang out from the pot. The Primarchs stared at each other, and finally looked at Lorgar at the same time.

"Emmmm, this is a demon's soul, blood, and a little bit of alcohol. Basically, it's used to torture people."

Luo Jia said a little embarrassedly.

Everyone watched the demon's soul tumbling in silence. After pondering for a moment, they thought about how to drink this thing.

"I said."

Erebus suddenly spoke.

"Shouldn't the first cup be dedicated to the Emperor?"

"?"

The emperor lowered his eyes.

Erebus stood up, picked up a bowl, and scooped out a large bowl.

"The first bowl should be drunk by the great emperor!"

"After all! Without the Emperor! There would be no us! There would be no great Imperium of Man!"

Erebus solemnly handed the wine bowl to the Emperor with a wry smile on his face.

The emperor's eye twitched. Although it is not allowed to beat people during the New Year, it does not say that it is not allowed to kill people!

No! Erebus is not human!

"Yes! The Emperor! The great Emperor! This cup should be toasted to our father!"

Seeing this, Yoda quickly called on his brothers to stand up together.

"Father, you must drink this cup!"

Naiman also looked at the emperor seriously at this time.

Drink your mother!

The Emperor's face was ashen as he looked at the little things that kept rolling in Erebus's bowl, the wailing demon fragments, green, pink, purple, and red.

Even if this thing is drinkable, I wouldn't even take a look at it.

"Do not."

"This is a toast to Malcador, my children. It is because of the great Imperial Chancellor that the Empire thrives."

The Emperor gently moved Erebus's hand and rushed towards Malcador.

【RNM Neos! 】

Looking at the fake emperor who sold him out, Malcador felt regretful. He should have slept at home all day!

【Don't worry, my old friend, you won't die.】

The Emperor transmitted the message.

[Even if you die, you will come back to life if you are immortal! ]

The emperor thought about it and thought that maybe putting so many miscellaneous things in there might really poison someone to death, so the emperor added a little bit.

Malcador took the bowl from Erebus without a word.

Then he looked at the crowd.

"?"

"???"

Just when everyone was wondering why Makado didn't drink.

"Aren't you toasting me? Why don't you drink? Right, Lord Emperor!"

Makado grinned and said he would not drink the toast. He would definitely not drink it!

Such a counter-attack!

Not far away, there is a small round table.

A little bird girl was rubbing the poker in her hand with a tired look on her face.

"Two, how did you get here?"

A charming girl tilted her head.

"I don't know. Darling told me not to cause any trouble and that he would celebrate the New Year, otherwise he would bomb my house. I already knew what he was thinking, so I came here to celebrate the New Year."

"How come you all turned into females?"

The owner of the garden raised the two big bells on his chest and asked with a puzzled look.