Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

Rebellion! This yellow-skinned guy has rebelled!

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Chapter 309: Leman Russ! Start!!! Buzz buzz buzz!

"Blasphemers! Bastards! Rotten bastards! Die! Long live the Yellow-skinned God!"

"Long live the Empire!"

"Long live Lord Erebus!"

This is a dreadnought mecha from the Word Bearers, with bared teeth and fangs, hideous flesh and blood, and countless spikes on its twisted muscles.

This hellish beast-like creature is none other than the latest Word Bearers demonic dreadnought.

If the "elders" inside want to serve the Yellow-skinned God, they must either go to the Temple of the Gods in the Warp, or directly ask Mortarion to bless them with flesh and blood growth and put on new power armor again. The ones inside are Chaos Demons.

Which kind person would allow his own offspring to enter Wuwei?

take things too hard?

"Kill!!! Kill!!! For the Yellow-skinned God!"

"For the Yellow-skinned Goddess!!! For Lord Erebus!! Kill, kill, kill!"

Every time an alien dies, their souls will be absorbed into this fearlessness, where they will only feel endless despair and pain.

Long live the yellow-skinned goddess!

A large number of demon dreadnoughts were deployed on the battlefield, and the Word Bearers, holding high their banners, continued to uproot the alien strongholds.

Look! There's an alien here, guys!

Take away!

Look, brothers, there's a heretic!

Take away!

Look! Brothers, here is a son of Guilliman!

Throw it aside!

Garrulek looked with a headache at the Sons of Vengeance who were squatting in a row. These unfortunate kids were all tied up and stripped of their power armors by Garrulek. You must know that the moment he led the team to rush over, these descendants of Guilliman mistook them for aliens and Chaos.

Even after revealing his identity as a Word Bearer, he opened fire directly.

As a last resort, Jarulek had to execute all these guys on the spot.

They all give him a lot of worry!

"Ahhhh!"

"WAAAAAGH!"

Jarulek looked at the noisy scene outside the trench, where a green-skinned man riding a cute warrior bug was frantically eating a black bean sprout.

"Rogal Dorn! I am Rogal Dorn!"

The warrior worm was sure that the black bean sprout was not dead. It opened its huge mouthparts and injected several sticky blood-colored granites into the black bean sprout's body. As the black bean sprout twitched all over, she struggled to climb up with her broken body.

"For! The Empire! I am! Rogal Dorn!"

The green-skinned man jumped off the warrior bug with a smile, and then killed the black bean sprout with an axe.

Oh my goodness, another Rogal Dorn dies.

Garurek looked at the airdrop pods landing in the distance, his eyes narrowed. It seemed like... the Extreme Marines?

"Everyone hurry! The Ultramarines are coming!"

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Vengeful Spirit (White Legion Exclusive!)

The God of Vengeance was sitting on the ground, picking up feathers from the ground.

Abaddon watched everything that happened in the warp from the side.

Not far away, the angels of the Empire were reviewing documents, and Radon stood beside the angels. Several Word Bearers...the Holy Blood Guards were torturing the Warp demons of this universe.

"My brother, you shouldn't be so decadent."

The angel put down his pen, and a little angel tried to raise it.

"The children of this universe don't hate you, but...hiss!"

There was a hint of anger in the angel's eyes, and he looked at the guys around him.

The Blood God retracted his palm and looked down at his axe. As gods of the Warp, he knew that he should maintain his etiquette and even show his love for Saint Jerome, but the problem was that the angel was right under his nose, and it would be disrespectful to the Emperor if he did not take action.

"Evil God, the Empire is currently allied with you, but that's no reason for you to pluck my hair every day!"

If it weren't for the fact that he and his companions couldn't defeat the guy in front of them called the Blood God, the angel would really want to jump up and hit this guy with a spear.

"Holy Grace! Watch your words!"

The Blood God opened his mouth, and the buzzing sound made everyone present feel dizzy in an instant.

"Enough! Evil God! I have something here, you can trade your offspring with me!"

Horus stood up, took out a handful of feathers and spoke to the Blood God.

The Blood God snorted coldly, who wants this second-hand thing of yours!

"enough!"

The angel slammed the table in anger. "What a bunch of idiots! None of them are behaved properly at all!"

"Blood God! Please respect our alliance!"

The angel stood up, and the Blood God gave his blessing without saying a word.

"My Lords, we have received a distress signal."

Abaddon frowned and spoke.

"A planet has been invaded by aliens. Initial indications suggest they are the Tyranids, with whom we have had previous contact. I have already given the Zerg information to all Blood Angels. The one who posted this message should be your descendant in this universe."

Abaddon looked up at the angel.

"The final statement in the text is, for the sake of Saint Les."

The angel was silent for a long time.

"Hiss! Damn it! Blood God!"

The angel turned around with his spear in hand, only to see the Blood God standing eight feet away from him, while Skarbrand, looking bewildered, was staring blankly at the angry angel in front of him.

Without a word, the angel punched Skarbrand in the face.

"Chaos! Die!"

When Horus saw the angel taking action, he directly raised the Claw of Horus and the Sword of the Emperor and slashed at the Blood God.

"For the Yellow-skinned God!"

Abaddon looked at the chaotic scene and didn't know what to say for a moment. He squeezed the yellow-skinned spirit in his hand and sighed.

I hope Angel won’t be turned into CS!

After all, there are no normal people in the empire now.

……

Emperor! Emperor! Emperor!!!!!!!!!!!!

The black flames swept up, and wherever they went, all the evil spirits were burned to ashes.

When Erebus carried Draconian and walked towards Koze, everyone could feel Erebus's damn resentment.

“Go!!!!”

A familiar voice sounded, and Erebus looked up. Magnus, smiling like a fool, was riding on Rus's neck. The two people who were playing the horse riding game fell silent instantly. They looked at the countless painful and twisted alien souls behind the raging flames.

"Snapped."

Magnus patted Russ's head.

"Put me down, brother."

Russ remained silent, and was just about to put Magnus down.

He just felt his body sink.

"Hey! Take me to the Emperor! He's found a new baby mother for you."

Stepmother?

As soon as these words were spoken, Magnus and Russ looked up and down, and Erebus sat steadily on Russ's head.

"Is there some misunderstanding with Erebus?"

Magnus asked.

"If you don't want to spend billions, tens of billions, hundreds of billions of dollars more on your mother, I don't recommend it!"

"Hold on tight! Erebus! Leman Russ is about to start his engines!"

Hearing what Erebus said, Rus's eyes darkened instantly.

Then a strange creature three people tall rushed towards Koz!

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Chapter 310: That’s right, the era of the Primarchs is over!

Chaos is the enemy of mankind.

Chaos must die!

"Immortal God of Machinery, listen to our prayers. We are your children, the many scholars on the path to machinery. We hope to be granted knowledge far superior to ours, for this is your eternal gift above humanity. We are inspired by the blessing that has descended upon us in the form of machinery, and we will continue to advance through technology so that we may be worthy of your glory..."

"Ring the bell once! Push the lever and activate the piston and pump!"

"Tick the bell twice! Press the button to start the engine, ignite the turbine, and breathe life into it!"

"Ring the great bell three times! Sing in unison, praising the God of All Things!"

Beneath the large foundry, in this abyss-like world, dozens of priests of the Mechanicus tried to awaken the powerful Titan, but just like their thousands of attempts before, they still failed.

Outside the gate, the constant sound of gunfire meant that the priests of the Mechanicus had little time left!

"Listen! We should retreat! This planet is worthless! Chaos has invaded!"

An inquisitor walked over slowly with his followers.

"Inquisitor! Watch your words!"

A mechanical priest roared angrily, giving up the great divine machine, this is something they will never allow!

"I'm not kidding! Chaos has descended upon the entire planet! This planet now belongs to Chaos! We cannot allow the Imperial vehicles to fall into Chaos' hands again."

"We've lost contact with eight squads of Space Marines."

Judge Jack tried to use numbers to prove how serious the situation was.

"Aren't the Eldar on the surface?"

A mechanical priest asked doubtfully, at least the Eldar could share some of the power of Chaos with the Empire, making it easier for them to activate the divine machinery.

Judge Jack looked at these damn oil guys. If they hadn't insisted on starting this damn thing, they would have listened to him and blown this place up directly, and so much trouble wouldn't have happened!

"The last message I received was from countless Orks, Tyranids, and Betrayerists."

“You’re lying!!!”

The Mechanical Sage obviously did not think what Jack said now was true. Who could be so unlucky to encounter bugs, greenskins, black bean sprouts and elves at the same time!

"It is clear that we have failed! Face the reality! Members of the Adeptus Mechanicus!"

After Jack said this, he no longer cared about these damn oil guys.

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