Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

"Wow!"

Blood gushed out of Carlson's throat, floated in the air for a moment, and then turned into sand again.

"The false emperor's lackey!"

Carlson swung his fist in despair. He watched his fist being crushed by the shell, and then he watched his fist recover again.

Despair! Endless despair!

You call this a replica of the Primarch!

So what did Abaddon chop?

Knowing that he could never defeat the Midnight Ghost in front of him, Carlson had no choice but to roar and pray to the gods in the sky.

"Great Lord of Change! Grant me strength!!!"

The Lord of Change said nothing, but simply transformed his divine power into misshapen pieces and threw them directly at Carlson.

Carlson soon discovered that he was also a part of Play, the Lord of Change!

He looked up again in despair, controlling the Chaos Egg in the center of the field, starting to hatch prematurely. He couldn't defeat them all by himself! Could he call for help?!

The Chaos Egg vibrated wildly for a while, but before it could move a few times, flocks of crows flew directly to the Chaos Egg. They ignored the wildly vibrating Chaos Egg and began to peck at it frantically. Carlson didn't understand why until he saw a very familiar figure appear in front of him.

Is that Corax (40K)?

Primarch!

Two appeared!

Lord of Change! You thief!

Carlson is in a state of distress! What should he do now?

Run! Run! The only thing to do now is! Run!!!

Carlson was once again opened by the shell.

He frantically tried to pry open the subspace portal. When the cracks were opened by Carlson, Carlson looked at the Supreme Heavenly Demons rushing out with excitement!

"For the Yellow-skinned God!"

"Charge! Kill Chaos! For the Empire!"

Carlson's smile froze on his face; it was too early for him to be happy.

"It's not good to be too happy!"

Shell kicked Carlson to the ground with a smile. He didn't intend to kill this guy now. Death was a kind of mercy to him, but Shell had no mercy.

"You thought you won!"

Carlson sneered.

"This Titan already belongs to Supreme Heaven... You... are doomed to lose!"

The power armor on Shell's arm dissipated, and he picked his ear.

Titan?

This tall, big, clumsy and slow thing is just an extra-large toy for him!

"Do you know why you are still alive?"

The shell poked Carlson's eyeball. After he pulled out Carlson's eyeball, he watched the thing turn into dust in the air.

"Because I want to show you a real Titan!"

Accompanied by the words of the shell.

"Emperor!!!!!!"

"Father!!!!"

"Yellow skin, come out and face me!!!"

Countless noisy voices rang out, and Carlson looked up. He saw a scene that he would never believe in his life with his eyes that had just been restored by the shell.

That's a weird thing.

Several figures were staggering and swaying.

The ragged unidentified creature at the top was eating black bean sprout soul snacks, followed by Perturabo who was holding the Stone of Dorne and pushing upwards, Mortarion who was surrounded by countless souls, the Khan who acted as the engine voice for Leman Russ, the Lion King who slapped the descendants of the universe, Erebus who was madly beating Chaos like a berserker, Magnus the Thousand-Armed Guanyin, and the real Leman Russ engine.

What a blasphemous scene this is.

Even Carlson, who had spent ten thousand years in the Eye of Terror, felt that Shell had done a great job in digging out his eyes!

but! ! !

My father! Why!

Carlson doesn't understand! He doesn't understand at all!

"Darling!"

"Darling! Where are you? Come out quickly! Let me see if your little halberd bar has been invaded!"

"Darling! Let me be your halberd! Come out quickly!"

The Lord of Pleasure looked around, and every Chaos Space Marine who looked at her could not withstand her powerful divine power and their bodies grew again.

Those who believe in the Yellow-skinned God are immune to this corruption.

"Die! Die!"

Carlson laughed wildly! He looked up at the Titan! This was his final trump card! What about the Primarch? What about the False Emperor?

If you have the ability, let Titan attack!

Carlson watched as the Titan burst into a huge golden light under his gaze.

"?"

The power, which was similar to that of the Pseudo-Emperor, made Carlson confused for a moment. He didn't know whether it was the power of the Pseudo-Emperor or the power of the gods.

The entire space shook instantly. There was no trace of despair in Carlson's eyes. At this moment, he was numb instead.

What did he see!

He saw the false emperor slowly floating out from the Titan, leading three combat nuns!

Fake Emperor! You deserve to die!

“Darling!!!”

The Lord of Pleasure smiled slightly upon seeing this.

"Forget it, I'll stab you next time! Die, scumbag!"

Slaanesh Pony Chariot! Move out! ! ! ! !

318

Chapter 318: Emperor vs. Humanoid CS Jenga! ?

The emperor raised his eyes, and the emperor lowered his eyes.

The Emperor dodges!

run!

The emperor ran away!

What are you doing? What are you doing?

What the hell is this CS thing!

The Emperor dragged three battle sisters and hid directly in the Titan.

Seeing this, Erebus was instantly furious! Hide! The world is so small! Where can you hide?

"Do you look like a human or a god?!!!"

Erebus roared and stood up, his legs thrust out and he stood directly on Magnus's shoulders.

"Everyone! Start transforming!"

Deformation?

Magnus and Russ looked up in bewilderment. How could they transform? They didn't know how to do it.

"I'll form the weapons!!!"

Draconian roared, instantly growing larger, transforming into a massive demonic sword over ten meters long. He had waited years just for this moment: to chop down the Emperor! Chop down the Emperor! Chop down this humanoid CS!

Magnus was silent for a moment. "Using psychic energy to become gigantic? Is this... okay?"

"I'll form the legs!" ×2!

Rus and Mortarion roared, and with the infusion of divine power from the Pantheon, the emergence of two streams of psychic energy directly increased the size of Rus and Mortarion's bodies by several times.

"I am Rogal Dorn!"

Perturabo held up the Dorn Stone.

"Dorn forms a body!"

Several Dornish stones appeared from the High Heaven. Mortarion and Russ looked grim as several stones fell directly on their shoulders.

"I'll form the arms!"

Khan and Llane spun 365 degrees in the air, their legs clamped on the Dorne stone, and they both hugged their chests and looked at the Titan emitting golden light.

"I'll form the head!"

Magnus flew high up and sat on the Stone of Dorne. He raised the staff in his hand and looked at everyone proudly.

"I'll form the armor!" ×2!

Erebus, who was able to resist and fight, snorted coldly and hugged the Dorne Stone. Although it was only a small piece, it was enough! The same was true for Perturabo.

As the psychic energy became more and more powerful, an illusory psychic phantom of more than ten meters appeared directly, and then everyone turned their eyes to the shell on the field that was pulling Carlson and beating him wildly.

Shell chuckled.

"I'll form the cape!"

A shadow loomed, and both Carlson and the Chaos traitors were swept into the shell, turning into a shadow cloak and appearing behind the huge figure.

Then everyone looked at the last person——Corax (40K)

To be honest, Corax (40k) doesn't want to play this boring game with his brothers. After all, they are all on the side of the Empire.

"I...I'll form...form a pet..."

Corax (40k) hesitated and faltered before finally speaking out what he had in mind.

This made him feel extremely ashamed, but under the gaze of his brothers, he felt that he should express something. When he saw his brothers all gave him a thumbs up, he turned into a giant crow and stood on Ryan's legs.

"It's my turn! It's my turn!"

The Lord of Pleasure raises his hands!

"Me! Let's form a halberd!"

The Lord of Pleasure's entire figure kept changing in the air, and finally turned into a thick and strong thing, clamping it heavily on the Dorne Stone with its two legs.

in this way!

This kind of brotherhood will definitely make the emperor want to live but not die!

……

What a CS! What a blasphemy!

Whether they were Space Marines from Chaos or loyal to the Imperium, they were somewhat bewildered and puzzled. God-Emperor, could it be that the mental state of the Primarchs ten thousand years ago was so... healthy?

"Emperor!"

“You think!”

"Are you a human? Or a god?"

Erebus spoke loudly, Magnus moved his staff, and Lion clamped Draconian. When Draconian pointed to the Titan where the Emperor was, Draconian was very proud.