Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

Click, click, click!

The huge metal door slowly opened and turned. Perturabo looked at the passage in front of him that was large enough for a knight to enter. He made a gesture of "please come in first" to Mortarion beside him.

Mortarion strode in.

Under the protection of the death shroud, he walked in slowly.

"My brother, I already smell those disgusting smells."

Perturabo said as lightning shot out of his hand.

In an instant, the dark passage was illuminated by countless lights.

As the god of civil engineering and machinery, although he is often called the god of civil engineering, please don’t forget that his suffix also contains the word "machinery".

Perturabo felt the machine spirit in this factory and found that chaos was everywhere.

Dantioch wanted to lead the Iron Warriors to charge immediately, but was kicked to the ground by Perturabo.

"idiot!"

"Death Guard can live after dying!"

"You're dead! I have to pay your bills to live!"

Perturabo walked up to Dantioch and pulled him to his feet.

"Follow me and obey my orders."

"Dad! Please be mindful of your image in front of outsiders."

Dantioch said sullenly, and Perturabo turned around and headbutted Dantioch.

"Follow the Death Guard, my brother I released the machine."

Perturabo said to Mortarion.

Mortarion swung his sickle and suddenly gestured to stop moving forward.

"Why don't you eat something first? I'm afraid I'll feel nauseous at night after we finish here. That bastard Angron has started weighing me recently!"

Perturabo nodded in agreement at Mortarion's words.

After eating and drinking, everyone started to move into the foundry.

Every time they passed a place, the surrounding lights would light up instantly. Perturabo could feel the Machine Spirits cheering for his arrival, but they were also afraid.

In the shadows where the lights could not reach, several eyes suddenly lit up.

"Destroy the false emperor!"

The bolt gun suddenly rang out.

Garo and others immediately raised their shields to block Mortarion and others.

"It seems your robot is of no use, brother!"

Mortarion said jokingly.

"..."

Perturabo was about to speak when three Chaos Cans with an unusual stench popped out, causing Mortarion to narrow his eyes.

Corrupted Death Guard?

"Vox!"

Vorkes understood and rushed out of the crowd. Bullets hit Vorkes's demonic force field like a rainstorm. The bolter in his hand burst out and shot out, blasting holes in his power armor. The stench instantly spread to the entire space. Then, the power sickle slid along with Vorkes, and the corrupted death guard in the front was split into two sections.

"Ahhh! Praise the Father!"

Even though the corrupted Death Guard was split into two, it still had strong vitality. With the help of the power of chaos, its two halves swelled up instantly, and a green mist spread across the entire area.

Vox raised his hand and looked at his rusty wrist, his eyes narrowed.

"Get down!"

Dantioch's voice rang out.

Vorx obediently lay on the ground. Dantioch jumped over Vorx and slammed the hammer in his hand to the ground. The huge lightning directly drove away the green mist, and the remaining two Death Guards were directly scorched by the lightning.

"Bastard boy!"

Perturabo looked at Dantioch with a hint of dissatisfaction, but did not say anything to stop him.

"Did you find out?"

Perturabo felt the gazes that were watching him and his companions.

"of course."

Mortarion raised his hand with a smile, and his deep gaze looked directly at the person hiding behind the scenes.

"I found you! Magnus, little bastard!"

In the distance, the Chaos Champion, the son of the traitor Magnus—Karlson dropped the crystal ball in his hand in horror. Why? Why were Perturabo and Mortarion mixed together? Why didn't they show any signs of baptism?

This time, multiple legions were dispatched together to obtain the Titan on this planet.

But the current situation seems a little strange.

When Carlson thought of this, he decided to send a message to his master.

"Ohhh! That's a replica! Kill them both and I'll bless you!"

When Carlson received the Lord of Change's response, he felt a sudden sense of peace of mind. After all, the era of the Primarchs was long gone!

But, that is the Lord of Change, not Tzeentch!

311

Chapter 311: Dazzled! Perturabo is out!

Keep moving forward! Still moving forward!

Death Guard, Death Guard! It's still Death Guard.

Garro and Vox were watching their father, Mortarion, dealing a heavy blow to this cosmic traitor.

Their eyes turned to Lord Perturabo, whose mouth was almost crooked with laughter.

"Hahahahaha! Mortarion! It stinks! It really stinks!"

Perturabo covered his stomach and knelt on the ground, pounding the floor frantically. Mortarion's expression became even darker. He didn't understand why only Death Guard came. Who were the rebellious legions?

Thousand Sons, World Eaters, Sons of Horus, Emperor's Children, Death Guard, Iron Warriors...

Mortarion could sense that the life force in this underground place was not just Death Guard, but all who appeared before him were Death Guard.

The green sickle swept across, and after Mortarion purified the last stinking chaos can in a depressed mood, he put its corrupted soul into the soul storage box on his waist.

"Perturabo, if you keep laughing, I'll send the video of Magnus secretly filming you bathing to Dark Phoenix!"

"You CS!"

Perturabo quickly stood up from the ground.

"Wait! I have yours too!"

Perturabo immediately thought of the video of Magnus bathing Mortarion.

The two looked at each other, and the next second they shouted the guy's name in unison.

"Magnus!!!!"

Soon the two of them stopped talking about these topics.

When everyone arrived at the door of a room, Mortarion opened his hands instantly.

"There are people behind us! A lot of people!"

Before Mortarion could finish his words, the steel gate was instantly blown open.

"Steel inside and out!"

"Destroy the false emperor!"

A familiar voice sounded, and all kinds of explosive bullets rushed out, even the plasma gun fired several rounds, when the smoke and dust cleared.

Several Chaos Iron Warriors lowered their shields heavily and wanted to check the situation outside the door.

"It's my turn to laugh! Perturabo!"

Mortarion held the scythe and extended his hand to indicate that it was time for you to work.

Perturabo had a sullen face and rushed into the door without a word, hammer in hand.

Before dozens of Chaos Iron Warriors could react, they saw a figure rushing in. The powerful and desperate aura, even mixed with a sense of genetic suppression, stunned everyone.

"inside and outside……"

"Shut up, traitor!"

Perturabo swung his hammer, and a Chaos Iron Warrior flew high up, then fell heavily. The remaining traitors raised their guns and saw that an Iron Warrior was directly smashed into annihilation by Perturabo, accompanied by a large amount of blue sparks, and his entire body instantly turned into ashes.

The moment the traitor Chaos Warrior saw the face of the newcomer...

They trembled with fear.

"Father...Father?"

"Great Lord Perturabo! We have no intention of..."

The warsmith saw Perturabo, who was like a god. Although there was something missing from his memory, he would never mistake the murderous aura and cruel methods.

"Surrender or die!"

When Perturabo saw that his other offspring in this universe was still somewhat lucid, he breathed a sigh of relief. At least he was better than that guy Mortarion.

But when Perturabo finished speaking, the traitor Iron Warrior instantly understood something.

So, am I also a part of my father's PLAY?

They all spontaneously split into teams of eleven, and Perturabo picked out one person without understanding why.

"My father! They die, and we... surrender."

The corners of Perturabo's mouth twitched. He raised the war hammer in his hand, then put it down again. He had never wanted to kill someone so much in his life.

"Dantioch! Come here! Disarm all these guys! Send them to the Emperor's Warriors!!!"

Dantioch walked over with a helpless look on his face. When Dantioch appeared, everyone was shocked.

He's back! He's back! Dantioch is back!

"Everyone! Don't die yet!"

The first words Dantioch said instantly put the Chaos Iron Warriors at ease.

"Come! First, memorize this Word Bearer—The Yellow-skinned Goddess's Teachings. If you can't, I'll make you move rocks!"

Dantioch said with a smirk on his face.

……

Something is wrong! It's a hundred thousand percent wrong.

Although the Chaos Iron Warriors joined Chaos, they did not join completely. Although in the eyes of the Empire they had a close connection with Chaos, in their own eyes, they did not want to become the puffs of their cousins. At least this was the mentality of most Chaos Iron Warriors.

However, they collectively held the teachings of the Yellow-skinned Goddess, and the signature was Lorga (crossed out), which was later changed to Erebus.

There is nothing wrong with Lorgar being the chosen one of the gods, and there is nothing wrong with Erebus being the source of all evil.

But what about the situation where Luo Jia is the Pope of the Empire?

What about the God of Civil Engineering and Machinery!

Several Chaos Iron Warriors had already noticed that something was amiss, but no one present dared to speak out.

First, it was Perturabo who was talking and laughing with his offspring.

Second, he's a Primarch!

"Why aren't these guys laughing?"

Mortarion poked Perturabo.