Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

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Chapter 293: ICU God of War is scheduled!

What is Honor in 40K?

Is the currency of being the God-Emperor honor?

Is it an honor to die for the Empire?

No, none of that, but to be received by the Primarch is the greatest honor.

But at this moment, Aize did not want this honor, and even felt a little desperate.

To his left stood the traitor to the Imperium, the Emperor's Children, the Primarch of the Death Guard.

Perturabo, also a traitor to the Empire, was at this moment to his right.

Perturabo on the left, Mortarion on the right.

But what puzzled Aize was that right in front of him was - Erebus.

When several eyes looked at Aize, Aize closed his eyes.

"Kill me! Traitors! For the Emperor!"

Erebus was very impressed by Aize's heroic sacrifice.

"Luo Jia!"

"kill him!"

Erebus waved his hand, and without saying anything, Luo Jia used his scepter to hit the unfortunate child in front of him, causing his brains to splatter.

Mortarion sighed, and a green light appeared in his hand.

Soon Aize's soul returned to his body.

When Aize opened his eyes again, he discovered in despair that he did not seem to be dead.

"how?"

Erebus asked Mortarion.

"The power has been weakened."

Mortarion responded truthfully, saying that he was now roughly at the seventh or eighth level of strength in the previous universe. Perhaps because of the cross-universe nature, his authority as a lesser god still existed.

"Perturabo."

Erebus spoke again.

Perturabo stared at the unfortunate child in front of him, then transferred his power to Aize.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Erebus looked at Aize, who had turned into charcoal, and tilted his head.

"I asked you to bless him, not to kill him!"

"This bastard doesn't believe me! How can I bless him?"

Perturabo rolled his eyes.

Erebus pondered for a moment. So, that would make it difficult to deal with the God of Earth and Wood. After all, in this world, the God of Earth and Wood had already rebelled and had become one of the gods. He would go on dates with the Phoenix whenever he wanted.

Thinking of this, Erebus tilted his eyes. Should he tell Fenus about this?

Forget it, I won’t think about it for now.

"The portal is stable. The channels between the two universes can be transferred anytime and anywhere."

Magnus stuck his head out and then flew out.

Angron looked at Magnus with a gloomy face as he lay on the ground, holding a large pot.

Inside was the afternoon tea he had made.

Ryan and Russ immediately went over following the smell. Angron's cooking skills improved when he was away from the affairs of the Legion. In the past, Ryan and Russ were separated by half a universe and had no access to food at all, but this time they took advantage of the opportunity to travel... and invade 40K, so of course they needed to eat a lot.

"With the help of the Yellow-skinned God and Goddess, inter-universe portals have been connected to the interiors of each legion. What are you going to do next, Erebus?"

Magnus rubbed his butt and asked, glancing suspiciously at the coke on the seat.

“Fresh ingredients?”

Mortarion rubbed the green light and resurrected Aize again with a gloomy look on his face.

"HA!!!! Traitor!"

Biu!

Magnus used his psychic energy to kill the filthy-mouthed creature.

"Magnus! I just resurrected him!"

Mortarion stood up, and Magnus smiled awkwardly at his strong dissatisfaction.

"Relax, relax!"

But Magnus soon discovered something.

He stretched out his hand and waved it in the air.

"Is the barrier between the subspace and the physical world so thin?"

Magnus frowned. This universe was like a sieve. The breath of the warp was everywhere, and he could feel the strong breath of chaos here.

"Is this ten thousand years from now?"

Magnus sighed.

"Yes, this is ten thousand years from now."

Erebus nodded.

"So when are we going to kick this Universe Emperor's ass!"

"Quiet! Ruth! Remove his oxygen tube first!"

Horus sat comfortably on the chair.

"You know! In this universe, it was your betrayal that caused the empire to become like this!"

Erebus pointed at Horus.

"Oh! I resign, and you are now the Warmaster, Lord Erebus!"

"?"

Erebus's expression tightened. Who made you like this?

"Alright, alright! I suggest you go out and have a fight! The loser becomes the Warmaster, okay?"

The Lion King spoke as he drank his tea.

Erebus can't lose anyway.

"You bastard! Come out and challenge me one-on-one!"

Horus stood up and pointed at Lion.

Ryan narrowed his eyes and said, "One on one? I haven't mastered the essence of the subspace yet. How can I challenge you to a one on one fight?"

Unless I'm crazy!

"Not interested in!"

Ryan then started spinning, and Angron's cooking skills improved.

"Erebus, what do you think?"

Guilliman looked at the Empire's big CS!

"I need you, Guilliman."

As soon as Erebus's smile appeared, Guilliman felt a chill on his back. He always felt that nothing good was going to happen to Erebus at this moment.

"Want a government machine? The kind that works 24 hours a day, tirelessly, and even caters to your every whim."

Guilliman shook his head. How could there be such a talent? There was only one Robert Guilliman.

unless……

In an instant, Guilliman's eyes turned into crescent moons.

"My dear Lord Erebus."

Guilliman skillfully put his arm around Erebus's shoulders.

"Snapped"

Lorgar tapped Guilliman on the arm with his scepter.

"?"

Guilliman and Erebus turned around at the same time. Under Lorgar's extremely aggrieved gaze, the two of them quickly turned around and began to whisper to each other.

Mine! Erebus is mine!

Just when Luo Jia was about to bite the handkerchief.

"Impossible! You can't even set foot on Macragge!"

Guilliman pushed Erebus away in an instant.

"I can give you five million demon real names."

"Ten million."

"Eight million! No more! This is the entire fortune of the Ultramarines! Do you want it? At worst, I'll just have to work harder for a few more years!"

Erebus examined Guilliman's expression. It seemed that Guilliman was not lying?

"make a deal."

Guilliman smiled instantly. Even if he was given eight million, he still had eight million demon names.

While the two were discussing, they had already identified their first target, which was Robert Guilliman from 40K lying dead on Macragge!

Rather than letting him die from overwork at 40K, it is better to go back to 30K and work hard. Maybe he can still sleep for one or two hours in a hundred years.

Guilliman laughed out loud when he thought about how he could happily grow up while his other self had to work hard. These eight million demons' true names! Worth it!!!

294

Chapter 294 What are they called? Grey Knights?

Bottom nest.

What can you see?

Chicken thieves, Chaos Cults, mutants, and various gangs.

In Warhammer 40, basically every planet hive has its own damn problems.

There are similar problems on the planet Talma.

Perhaps this is unbearable for the humans in 40K.

But for 30K CSs.

Paradise! Absolute paradise!

The cultists of a certain Khorne sect in the Lower Nest were fighting continuously, trying to attract Khorne's attention, but in fact, not only did their fighting not attract the attention of the gods, even the demons glanced at them with boredom and left directly.

Uninteresting, boring, uninteresting.

The priest prayed frantically for the blessing of his master. He looked at the calm sacrificial hall around him and sighed.

Failed again.

The priest didn't understand why the gods were unwilling to pay attention to him. Was it because the sacrifices this time were not enough?

Or maybe something went wrong.