Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

Guilliman was not afraid at all, even though the people in front of him were gods, what was he afraid of if they were just clones?

"Do you think we will agree to your conditions? Not corrupting the empire for ten thousand years? Are you kidding me?"

"If you don't let us in, I think you'll invade this universe. Can you imagine what will happen in the rear?"

Tzeentch slammed the book on the table. "Ten thousand years? You must be joking! After ten thousand years, you will all become gods and start cleansing the warp, right?"

Guilliman tilted his head and waved to Erebus not far away.

Erebus walked over and sat on a chair beside him with a grin on his face.

"I'm CNM! I've given you face! Don't play with me!"

Guilliman was ecstatic. Great! It was a military commander! The Empire was saved!

"Five thousand years. For these five thousand years, you are responsible for providing the portal. We will not invade the empire, so don't capture demons!"

Tzeentch finally came up with a compromise: life and death are determined by fate, and wealth and honor are in the hands of God. His vision is an endless multiverse. How can the fun of one universe compare to the fun of multiple universes!

"You think we might agree to your proposal? That's all?"

Erebus spread his hands and said, "You are not sincere!"

"I'm desperate, so I'll try to self-destruct with you!"

Tzeentch also spread his hands and said, "Come on, come on, it's just CS! Everyone in the High Heavens is a CS! Even if you are Erebus, so what!"

"Alright! We'll run away and give you all the human race. We'll move on to another universe, Lord of Change! Remember, you're the ones begging us now! We'll still deal with you! Stop pretending!"

Erebus slammed his fist down on the table. He was showing his sincerity by being able to sit here and talk to these bastards without even going up to them and punching them. What kind of negotiation was that? Wasn't it just spying on the universe? Even if the gods said something nice, they still needed to use some dirty tricks behind the scenes! The gods of the warp! Erebus knew them all too well!

"Alright, Erebus."

Guilliman smiled and comforted Erebus. He felt that the gods should not be pushed too hard. After all, they would need these guys to be shields for him and others later. But as Erebus said, Guilliman did not think that the gods would really help the Empire. The stronger the Empire was, the weaker the Warp would be. It was just that the Empire was now taking two approaches: building the Webway and establishing the Imperial Pantheon. The latter still left room for the gods of the High Heaven to breathe, but no one knew what the Emperor's plan was.

In fact, Guilliman had guessed it from the beginning. The maximum time the gods could give the empire was only five thousand years. Time could wear away everything, and the warp could not invade, but it did not mean that no one would believe in them. Every word from both sides was a loophole, but everyone knew it tacitly. After all, now was not a good time to tear each other apart, and the immediate interests were the most critical.

“This universe.”

"It's just like our previous universe."

"Just an additional Great Devourer and Titanium."

Erebus shook his head.

"We know about the Tyranids, but what is this Titanium?"

The Blood God crossed his arms, he had chopped enough stones. He came to this universe for two main things. The first was to throw out the garbage at home, and the second was to chop, chop, chop!

"A new civilization, preaching the Greater Good. Oh, it should be in the eastern part of the empire now."

Erebus thought about it and thought that it might be a little close to Guilliman.

Guilliman considered this for a moment.

"Wait, I'll send someone over to blow up that place."

Erebus yawned. Although he thought this was a bit cruel, when he thought about how these guys didn't even have psychic powers and were pure idiots, Erebus couldn't bear it and pleaded for mercy.

"How about we see if they taste good in their original state first?"

"Okay."

Guilliman pondered for a moment and concluded that if it tasted good, it would be nice to can it before civilization developed.

After deciding the future of a civilization with just a few words, Erebus spoke again.

"This universe is in chaos. How do you think we should trust you?"

Erebus narrowed his eyes and then asked.

"Don't go too far! Erebus!"

The Lord of Change's expression darkened.

"Oh my! So anxious! Guilliman, look, he's even more anxious than the Ultramarines!"

Erebus sneered.

"what do you want!"

The Lord of Pleasure tilted his head.

"I need your strength."

"Bless this is OK."

"No, it's the Black Coffin that needs your strength."

Erebus planned to find a permanent granary for the Queen.

……

Go up to the nest.

The Grey Knight looked at his brothers who had not been heard from for a long time. He grabbed the power axe at his waist. He knew that his brothers might be in danger, but he was wondering what happened down there. As he was thinking about it, a crisp sound of a door opening was heard.

The Grey Knight turned to look at the Governor who had entered through the door.

"Mortal! Get out of here!"

When the Grey Knight saw the Governor coming in, he felt that there was something wrong with this guy.

"Rogal Dorn!"

"I am Rogal Dorn!"

"I am Rogal Dorn!"

"Heretics! Too many heretics! Join the Imperial Fists and become the rock of the Empire!!!!"

boom!

The Grey Knight retracted his bolter. "Rogal Dorn? Are you speaking so carelessly of the great Primarch?"

"Prepare the extermination order!"

The Grey Knight shouted to the mortal lieutenant beside him.

"Sir! We seem to be surrounded!"

The mortal officer looked out the window and saw countless people holding granite and surrounding their building.

The Grey Knight was silent for a moment. He looked at the countless mortals holding the Imperial Fist emblem and felt that things were getting a little troublesome!

But this is not the biggest problem right now.

When the Grey Knight wanted to report the current situation to the ship, a huge psychic shock came from below.

In the distance, the five-colored divine light illuminated the entire planet, and a huge subspace crack tore the space apart, as a small black coffin slowly emerged from the air.

The Grey Knight felt his spirit, everything was fine?

There were no demonic whispers nor any random words appearing in his mind.

In his hand he held the weapon of loyalty.

He is a Grey Knight.

He is the Imperium's last line of defense against Chaos.

He! He must not retreat again!

The Grey Knight slowly stood up and raised the chainsword in his hand above his head.

Then he uttered his most loyal battle cry!

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

At this moment.

The CS from 30K finally showed their fangs!

303

Chapter 303: Imperial Succubus!

Extreme star field.

Talma Sector.

The planet is still the same planet, the upper nest and the lower nest have been connected, and the five-colored world makes the whole world look extremely weird.

The brilliant colors are already on the constantly wriggling ship.

Endurance.

The green, oily thing slowly sailed out of the inter-universe channel of the planet Talma. Although this thing had been modified, it had its own consciousness and had always been disliked by Mortarion.

So the ship welcomed its new successor while crying.

A group of demons.

Corax (40k) was walking hand in hand with the Emperor on the surface of the planet, which was something Corax (40k) had never felt before. Yes, Corax (40k) had never walked shoulder to shoulder with the Emperor, and Corax (40k) still felt a sense of unreality.

"my child."

The Emperor held the little yellow-skinned girl in his arms. The little yellow-skinned girl had grown a lot, and her big golden eyes were staring at Corax (40k).

"Guo Guo!"

The little yellow fox stretched out his little hands and waved them at Corax (40k).

"Hug your sister."

"Can I?"

Corax (40k) looked at the little yellow-skinned boy smiling at him and felt a little helpless for a moment. After all, he never knew that he would have a sister.

"Of course, my child. After all, we are family and you are my son."

"But I..."

Corax (40k) stretched out his hand tremblingly. The rolling black mist on his body made Corax (40k) feel a little dirty.

"Corax."

"Thank you for your hard work over the past ten thousand years."

The Emperor stared at Corax (40k), then without saying anything, he stuffed the little yellow-skinned creature into his arms. Corax (40k) was trembling all over, and he held the little yellow-skinned creature carefully. The mischievous little yellow-skinned creature poked the crow on Corax (40k)'s body with a grin.

The Emperor tilted his head and looked at Corax (40k). Very good! Very good! The little yellow-skin diplomacy really works!

"What do you need from me?"

Corax (40k) asked.

"what?"

The Emperor frowned.

His face was filled with dissatisfaction. He was the Emperor! The Emperor of 30!

"What do you need me to do?"

Corax (40k) feels that the Emperor should be the same no matter which world it is, but he feels that this Emperor is a little different from the toilet... the one on the Golden Throne.

More humane?

"Corax! What nonsense are you talking about!"

The Emperor is furious (acted, of course!), and points his finger at Corax (40k).

"I don't know how you've managed to survive these ten thousand years, but I know you need a break now! Corax! Am I such an inhumane person? Or do you think I'm just a tool for you to use?"

"I am the Emperor! I am responsible for humanity! But I am also a father! And you are my son, no matter where you are or which timeline you are in, you are my son. Now you need to rest well and let your brothers take over these affairs!"

The Emperor patted Corax (40k) on the shoulder.

"I'll have Angron and Mortarion monitor your diet. Also, take some time off and come to our place for a vacation. Talk to you brothers whenever you have time. Regardless of what CS stuff I've done in this timeline, I'm sorry I'm late, my child."

The Emperor hugged Corax (40k), his face very sad, and he stared into Corax (40k)'s black eyes.

Three, two, one.

"Father……"