Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

Olperson didn't know how many times he had experienced this, but now, it was all finally over!

The moment the Emperor called out his name.

Orperson was like a suicidal warrior, he moved forward without hesitation. He took out the weapon he had used to fight for the Emperor, a long sword, from the Emperor's Warp Bag.

While everyone was immersed in Rogal Dorn, he stabbed a sword into the very obvious crack in Puff Horus' chest.

"I am! Log Horus!"

Puff Horus was surprisingly not affected too deeply by the Dornstone, but those few seconds made Orpesson very happy.

"Kill me if you dare!"

Puff Horus looked at Orpesson, who had pointed the sword at his chest, and a cold golden light flashed in his eyes.

This look was extremely familiar to Orperson because he had seen it on the Emperor before.

"You are……"

Although the gods were not immune to the Stone of Dorne, the Emperor was different. After all, the Primarchs were created according to the Emperor's genes. Orpersun understood it in an instant.

This is a trap, a trap specifically targeting the Emperor!

The emperor behind him held the emperor's sword in his hand. At this moment, he could mobilize all the power of the gods!

All the power of the Emperor is concentrated on the Sword of the Emperor. He knows that the game is won!

Olpersong was just covering up the truth, the real killer move was in his hands.

The Emperor controlled the body of the humanoid mecha Horus and quickly followed Orpesson. He pierced the Emperor's sword through Orpesson's body, and the Emperor's sword directly inserted into the crack on Puff Horus' power armor.

Rogal Dorn! You've done your father a great favor!

"Run! This is! A trap!"

Orpesson spat out blood, turned his head and spoke quickly to the Emperor.

"trap?"

When the Emperor felt the condition of Puff Horus, he knew - it was over!

Now, because Puff Horus lacks the power of several evil gods, his whole body is extremely chaotic. In other words, he is now a huge bomb, and all he needs to detonate the entire bomb is a fuse.

And the emperor's attack perfectly fulfilled all the conditions.

[I'm a bit of a noob, but I still need to practice! ]

The voice of the 40K Emperor rang in the Emperor's ears.

The Emperor moved his lips, and just as he was about to say something, he saw Puff Horus explode.

"help!"

The Emperor ran out directly from Horus' body, and the golden psychic energy directly enveloped the exploding flames.

Even if this was a psychic clone, the Emperor knew that if he failed to control this power properly, these Primarchs would be killed by him!

The entire universe may be blown open to form a hole leading to the opposite universe!

Complete defeat!

The Emperor knew that he was completely defeated this time. Whether in wisdom or strength, he was completely defeated by the Emperor of the opposing 40K!

Damn, this is something stupid that has lived ten thousand years longer than me!

The emperor struggled to resist the mixed power. He watched helplessly as the damn corpse walked past him and went straight to the little yellow-skinned man.

The corpse gently picked up the little yellow-skinned boy, then looked at the emperor with a smile on his face.

"Ahem! This child is quite good, but you clearly don't know how to teach a newborn Warp God. I, in this universe, will help you take care of this child for a while. As for finding her, build the Golden Throne of your universe, and then bring that throne over to help me sit on it."

"When the time comes, I will return this child to you. Oh, and I'll also give you this power of faith. I hope you can surpass me soon."

The corpse smiled and opened a space door back to his own universe. Although this consumed a lot of his strength, it was all worth it.

A new Warp God, one that could take care of humanity on His behalf.

Even if the emperor does not come, the corpse can still sit on the Golden Throne for tens of thousands of years.

Retirement is possible and the future is promising.

As for you? Young Emperor! Farewell!

The emperor's eyes were about to burst open. What a shame! What a shame! What a shame, sir! What a shame! I have no underwear left!

Click!

what sound?

The corpse felt something was wrong when he entered his own universe, so he looked up.

There, in the physical space jointly created by the Lord of Change and Tzeentch to seal Erebus, the sound of crackling and shattering was now making creaking sounds.

The cracks in the surface make the Emperor of 40K slightly confused?

Huh? What's going on?

Wisps of black mist slowly flowed out from the cracks. When the last sound of shattering sounded, the entire physical space turned into nothingness, and the vast black mist swept across the entire bridge.

In the middle of the black fog, Erebus was flying gracefully in the air.

Below him, Luo Jia and the Black Phoenix hugged each other in fear, their bodies covered in phosphorus.

No one knows what happened to the three of them in this space.

A frenzied aura freed everyone from the influence of the Dornestone.

The Emperor of 40K instantly sensed something was wrong.

He directly closed the universe's transmission channel.

Erebus's closed eyes slowly opened.

The moment the two dark eyes lit up, a scream filled the deepest part of everyone's mind and soul.

"what!!!!!!"

Black Casket Release – 100%.

The Emperor watched Erebus fall to the ground, on all fours like a wild beast.

What happened? The Emperor now has no idea what happened to Erebus.

Even the Emperor was wondering whose side Erebus was on at this moment.

"Snapped!"

Erebus crawled quickly on his hands and feet to the side of the Emperor's psychic clone and slapped the Emperor.

He opened his mouth, and the Emperor watched in confusion as Erebus' mouth opened in a strange way. The distorted shape made the Emperor know that Erebus was definitely not a human being!

Countless chaotic energies were directly sucked into Erebus's mouth.

"Snapped!"

The Emperor looked at the empty space opposite him. He felt that the violent energy just now was an illusion, but before the Emperor could figure it out, Erebus turned around and slapped the Emperor again.

Erebus then spat out Angron (the traitor), the corrupter, and even a large portion of Horus's good soul fragments from his mouth.

These soul fragments were spit directly into the Emperor's face.

"You idiot! You can't even take care of a child! Go to hell!"

Snapped!

Erebus slapped the Emperor again!

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Chapter 271: Mummy! Mummy! Mummy!

Seven or eight slaps stunned the emperor, who just stood there in a daze, at a loss as to what to do.

The Lord of Change and Tzeentch finally recovered from the influence of the Stone of Dorn. The Lord of Change held his stomach and laughed wildly, while Tzeentch knew that he had been completely deceived by the Emperor of 40K!

He has only one goal, and that is to create the new subspace god of this universe!

Only that little yellow-skinned spirit is the real target of that rotten corpse!

This chess game.

*NMD ugly mummy!

Tzeentch said nothing and discussed with the other three gods. They could slowly plan what would happen to the universe later, but now they only wanted to do one thing, which was to run away!

The brand new door to the universe was slowly opened by the gods.

Tzeentch looked at the Lord of Change with indifference.

Don't think I don't know how much trouble you've caused here! I'll wait for you to come to our universe! Then I'll kill you!

After moving his sinister gaze away from the Lord of Change, Tzeentch was about to leave.

A pair of black hands blocked the door.

The black coffin was now blocking the door, and he was looking at everyone with a grim smile.

"Did I let you go?"

The black mist on the black coffin directly sealed the door, and He looked at everyone present with a smile.

His gaze ranged from the Emperor to the 40K gods who had not yet left, even Kabanha, all were under His gaze.

The strong sense of oppression made everyone forget to breathe for a moment, if they could breathe at all.

"A newly born Warp God... Gah!"

As soon as Tzeentch said a word, the Black Coffin reached out, and the violent black mist pinched Tzeentch's throat. A creaking sound came out of Tzeentch's mouth. You know, gods don't have mouths.

He simply couldn't make a sound.

This clone of Tzeentch wanted to escape from the black fog of the black coffin.

but……

Tzeentch found himself weak and powerless, his strength slowly fading away. No! The black coffin wasn't absorbing his power! It was transforming it!!!

Damn! What kind of monster is Erebus in this universe?

A strong sense of unease caused the gods of 40K to take action. Although it was only a clone of divine power, it was enough to deal with a newborn god of the Warp?

“The rice is spicy!!!!!”

The Lord of Joy tore off his disguise immediately when he saw this scene. Although the little yellow-skinned man was nowhere to be found, the clones of these 40K gods would be the best supplement for the 30K gods.

Such a delight! Really?

The Lord of Pleasure's divine power had not yet been released, and the black coffin carrying Tzeentch's clone had already arrived in front of the Lord of Pleasure in an instant.

"Ugh?"

The fist wrapped in black mist hit the Lord of Pleasure's face hard, and Perturabo and the Pink Phoenix were directly knocked apart by the black coffin's punch.

Before the Lord of Pleasure could see what was happening, he saw a huge black coffin rushing out directly from the subspace.

The coffin smashed into his face, and the Lord of Pleasure roared in anger, trying to resist. How could he be absent from the sharing of the spoils? No! No!

With a loud bang, the deck under the Lord of Pleasure shattered instantly.

The black coffin directly knocked the Lord of Pleasure out of the Spirit of Vengeance.

“It feels good…”

The Lord of Pleasure felt somewhat pleased by this blow, but when he saw the subspace transmission channel under his feet, it was the Six Rings under the black mist!

"Wait! Wait! I don't want to go back! Wait wait! Let me have a bite!!!"

The Lord of Pleasure was unwilling to resist the pressure of the black coffin, but the black fog became stronger and stronger. The black fog slowly burned the tentacles of the Lord of Pleasure one by one. He watched his power turn into starlight and dissipate on the black coffin.

The Black Coffin watched as the Lord of Pleasure was sent back to the Sixth Ring by him. He felt somewhat puzzled because the Lord of Pleasure did not put up too much resistance, but instead acted in a playful manner.

It's like seeing through something.

Thinking of this, Black Coffin turned his gaze to the Lord of Change beside him.

"Hehehe! The empire of this universe is no longer what we expected. Perhaps we can join forces?"