Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

Corax (40K) curled up in his arms, not understanding why he had no power to fight back after facing Lorgar.

But before Corax (40K) could figure it out, Lorgar had already dragged him towards Magnus.

"Come here! Psychic brain! Let me see what's inside your head!"

Lorgar rushed towards Magnus, holding Corax (40K) in one hand and a scepter in the other.

Magnus stood there calmly.

"Erebus!"

"Even if Erebus were here today, I would beat you, a psychic idiot, to death!"

The light on Luojia's body is even brighter, and you are still using Erebus to suppress me at this time!

"You beat him to death, I'll watch. If you can't kill him, I'll beat you to death!"

When Erebus's voice sounded, the light on Lorgar's body instantly dissipated, he showed a kind smile and turned his head.

Then Luo Jia's expression suddenly stiffened.

Erebus, the emperor holding a little yellow leather boy, a shameless bitch, a strong man with a battle axe, a chubby thing and a scholar reading a book.

No! Erebus! How did you end up hanging out with these people?

"Erebus!!!! Look what I caught!"

Luo Jia quickly declared that he had performed a meritorious service! A great meritorious service!

Erebus facepalmed.

Magnus gloated as he watched Lorga standing there obediently like a primary school student.

"I said……"

Lorgar turned around and hit Magnus on the head with a scepter.

What the hell!

"Enough! Lorgar!"

The Emperor spoke.

The Emperor at this time came in his psychic form.

This time, he came with the gods to negotiate how to divide the interests of the universe. Although this universe is like a pile of shit, it is just a pile of shit, and they have to pan for gold in this shit!

The Emperor stepped forward and gestured for Lorgar to set Corax down.

The emperor looked up at the sky in confusion for a moment. He thought that in the future the emperor of this universe would have to sit on a golden toilet for him, so he couldn't laugh.

Think about it! Neos! Think about the saddest thing in the world.

Oh, he's having an affair with Erda.

"Corax! My child!!!!!"

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Chapter 301: All the heroes kneel!

If this is a dream.

Please don't let me wake up.

If this is a dream, please let me dream forever.

Corax (40K) sat on a chair, Lion King stood beside him, looking at him carefully, in front of him was a round table.

Angron was not far away, cooking for him personally. Mortarion, the lonely guy in his memory, was taking his pulse. Perturabo took away his power armor and kept thinking about something. As for Horus, Lorgar and Magnus, the three of them were squatting not far away with a water tank on their heads.

"My son! My son!"

The Emperor cried, and Erebus's eyelids twitched wildly. He looked at Corax (40K) while hugging him and wiped his snot on Corax (40K)'s body, and then wiped his tears on Corax (40K)'s face.

I feel like this guy is overacting a bit.

Erebus watched the Emperor's exquisite acting skills while sizing up the avatars of the gods. This group of 30 people had rarely reached a consensus. If it weren't for some benefit, Erebus wouldn't believe it. After all, even in 30, they would fight to the death if they met. As long as you were Chaos! You were the Warp! There was no room for negotiation.

"Corax (40K) how did you become so thin! I am your father! I am the Emperor!"

Just as Erebus was thinking about whether to punch the Emperor.

"I need a son! Let me..."

The Lord of Pleasure came bouncing over, but was slapped away by the Emperor's psychic palm. Tzeentch quickly put a sack on the Lord of Pleasure, and the Blood God picked up his axe and hit him without saying a word. Nurgle tried to stop the fight while using a small hammer to beat the Lord of Pleasure to death, while Tzeentch cheered him on and poured something unknown on the sack.

When the Primarchs saw this, they all came up and kicked them a few times.

By the time the Lord of Joy tore the sack, the gods had already gone their separate ways, each busy with their own affairs.

"Just wait for me!"

"Sooner or later, I'm going to get pregnant in your house! In your dreams! In the Sixth Ring Road!"

The Lord of Pleasure made a harsh statement!

But everyone sneered and made no comment.

"My father, what on earth is this..."

Corax (40K) utters his first words upon meeting the Emperor.

"We come from the past."

Erebus rolled his eyes when he heard the Emperor's words. He was lying with his eyes open.

Alas, that's not right! They are indeed from the past!

The Emperor has something!

"My child, your timeline is wrong. This is a disaster. I have never lied to you. You have suffered for these ten thousand years!"

The Emperor embraced Corax (40K). If it weren't for the warm golden light, Corax (40K) would have even suspected that this was a conspiracy and trap of Chaos.

"me……"

Corax (40K)'s voice trembled, unsure of what to say.

"But is it a dream, father, that you should sit upon the golden throne?"

Corax (40K) sounded a little helpless. He had witnessed the Horus Heresy, and now Horus was holding a water jar. He had strangled his own offspring with his own hands, and he saw what had become of his brothers who had defected to Chaos.

"Hey! Brothers! Meeting time!"

Khan and Rus suddenly walked in from outside, holding wine jugs and hugging each other's waists, then greeted Angron happily. When Khan saw the four people sitting on the chairs.

"chaos!!!!!"

“Go to hell!!!!”

The Khan drew his scimitar and stabbed directly at Tzeentch, while Russ raised his bolter and aimed at the Lord of Pleasure.

"children!"

The Emperor quickly stood up and looked at his two sons. He winked at Khan and Rus.

Khan and Ruth looked at each other.

What does Emperor mean?

What does Emperor mean?

Russ frowned, looking at Corax (40K) who was sitting next to the Emperor, then raised his hand and tentatively fired a bolt directly at the Emperor.

"boom!"

Loyal bolts ricocheted towards the Emperor.

……

"That's probably what happened."

Corax (40K) listened to the Emperor's explanations.

Then he looked at the five people holding the jar in the distance.

It's really too abstract.

"So, you're saying that you came from the past timeline to save the empire of this timeline?"

Corax (40K) asked again suspiciously.

"Yes, my son."

The Emperor smiled and nodded.

He then gave Corax the bone carving that Perturabo had given him (40K).

"Emperor!!!!"

Perturabo rushed over and threw the bone sculpture in the Emperor's hand to the ground.

"My brother, I carved this. Father gave you what I gave him, which meant he was insincere. Here, these are bones taken from a blasphemous demon, a pure blood god demon. Keep them."

Perturabo thrust a bone carving into Corax's (40K) hands without further explanation.

And he didn't notice the gloomy face of the emperor beside him at all.

Rus and the Khan then made room for Perturabo.

"Your brothers and the brothers you know may have different brains..."

The Emperor attempting to comfort Corax (40k).

"I have a question."

"If you are from another timeline, then does that mean there is another me?"

Corax (40K) thought for a moment and then asked.

"my child."

"Hahahahaha! Magnus, I told you Corax would spend a fortune on my father's women's clothing! Hahahaha! Hurry up and divide the spoils!"

Inside the cosmic transmission channel, Koz's excited voice made everyone look at Koz in big shorts.

Erebus covered his head and shook it. The Lord of Pleasure wanted to move, but Erebus stabbed him to the spot with a chainsaw sword.

"My child, I think I can throw away the other you."

The Emperor's face was gloomy. Koz Conrad?

Very good! You will die for your father! ! ! ! !

……

"Suck it."

Guilliman drinks tea.

The Lord of the Smurfs sat on a chair, looking at the hung Koz with an expressionless face.

Next to him, the CS Erebus was beating him madly.

Guilliman drank the tea in his mouth expressionlessly, then looked at the Primarchs kneeling on the ground. These guys were not behaved at all, and then he turned his gaze to Corax (40K).

The Emperor was hugging Corax (40K) madly. Guilliman sighed and thought, "Forget it, this bastard father has no manners at all."

The desperate Guilliman finally turned his gaze to the four things in front of him.

"I heard you guys wanted to talk?"

Guilliman smiled. As the god of documents, he really knows how to negotiate!

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Chapter 302: Great! It's a military commander! The empire is saved!

"a thousand years!"

"impossible!"

"One hundred thousand years!"