Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

The 40K warrior slapped himself. How could such blasphemous words come out of his mind?

"What do you need? Tell them! I have some things to take care of now!"

Guilliman turned and left with his Honor Guard.

He wants to go down and play with his brothers! ! ! ! ! !

……

"Huh! Huh! I survived!"

The emperor looked at his little brother and felt like crying for a moment. How could he let that bastard get close to him?

The good news is that he survived, but the bad news is that the Emperor is now naked.

"Emperor! You CS! Die!"

A cold light came first, and then the gun shot out like a dragon. Erebus was in tatters, but he still appeared in front of the Emperor with Draconian in his hand and chopped directly at the golden thing. The Emperor shrank back and waved his hand to cover himself with a sheet.

"Erebus!!!!"

"Emperor!!!!"

“Whoever loses has to sit on the toilet!!!!”×2.

This directly exposes the intentions of both sides! The decisive battle begins!

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Chapter 321 The final winner is——Motarion!

Who is the real CS!

Emperor?

Or Erebus?

Only the winner has the right to speak!

The Empire's CS God and the Empire's Emperor smashed their swords together.

Draconian roared madly, he had waited for this moment for too long!

The Emperor also roared, the Sword of the Gods was mighty in his hands, every sliding brilliance represented the power of an imperial god, and the Emperor was the head of the Temple of the Gods!

The moment the two swords met, heaven and earth were moved, and the whole world instantly became dark.

The power of the Warp is useless to Erebus. As a higher-dimensional being, the Warp? Get lost!

As the Emperor is the strongest person in the human race, even though Draconian has a special attack on him, it doesn’t matter as long as he is not hit!

On top of this ruins.

The gods collectively watched as Erebus and the Emperor fought each other.

Magnus carried a camera and carefully recorded everything that happened in front of him.

Mortarion and his sons were carrying the dead Primarchs, calculating how much money they owed as they touched the bodies one by one.

"Is there really no need to stop them?"

Corax (40K) hesitated for a long time before finally speaking out his doubts. After all, this was too abstract!

This level of abstraction made his heart beat wildly.

"It's okay, this is... our way of expressing our feelings."

Draconian and the Sword of the Gods flew into the sky and began to chop each other with a crackling sound.

Erebus and the Emperor began to fight hand-to-hand.

From the fist fight at the beginning, to the two men rolling together on the ground and pulling each other's hair in the end, their despicable means were displayed wildly.

Kicks in the crotch, pokes in the eyes.

Headbutt, nose bite.

Even the Emperor, relying on his psychic powers, stepped on Erebus's chest and frantically stuffed Nurglings into Erebus's mouth. Erebus was not to be outdone. He punched the Emperor in the balls, took out a Slender Demon Force Field and stabbed it directly into the Emperor's nose.

"Erebus!"

"Nyos!"

The two men roared madly and stared at each other.

"This toilet today!"

"You sit still!" ×2.

The Emperor looked at Erebus's tattered power armor. He got angry and lowered his head. He forcibly pried off the remaining power armor of Erebus, then punched Erebus in the abdomen. Finally, he turned around and kicked the Emperor's ugly foot into Erebus's nose.

While Erebus was retching, he pinched the soles of the Emperor's feet, and finally punched the Emperor's sacred egg!

The Emperor returned the blow with a punch, unwilling to be outdone.

“Ahhh!”×2!

"Sword come!" ×2!

The two crazy people saw that they could not do anything to each other in such a stalemate, so they both started to use their health care.

Draconian and the Sword of the Gods flew over at high speed. Their purpose was very clear, which was...

dermatitis!!!!!

"Clang!"

The Emperor sneered.

"Erebus, you lose!"

Erebus was stunned when he saw that Draconian had stopped moving. The bastard Emperor actually clamped Draconian with his buttocks.

But he is Erebus!

"Really! Emperor! Are you sure?"

The emperor was also stunned. What was in Erebus's hand?

That was the Lord of Pleasure. The Lord of Pleasure was held tightly in Erebus's hand, and he let the Sword of the Gods stab him back and forth with a look of enjoyment on his face.

"Yellow skin!!"

"Erebus!!"

Both sides shouted each other's names again.

"Really...that's enough!"

A crisp sound rang out, and both of them were stunned. They saw that the whole world suddenly dimmed.

Before the two men could react, a slender leg kicked directly on the Emperor's golden egg. The Emperor watched in horror as his egg flew out of his body, turning into two golden lights and flying directly into the subspace!

No! That is not the Warp! That is... a place unknown to the Emperor.

"Hahaha! Neos!"

Just when Erebas thought he had won, a leg kicked Erebas in the crotch at the same time. Erebas was also horrified to see his balls turned into two golden lights and flew directly into the subspace.

"Since you like fighting so much, I'll kick all your balls off!"

The Queen's voice sounded indifferently, and she looked at the guys who looked like two children with cold eyes.

"Wait!"

The emperor stretched out his hand. At this moment, he felt that even sitting on the toilet was acceptable.

"We're just playing around! Hey, hey, you're me! Give me back my egg! Give it back to me!"

Erebus begged.

"Find it yourself! Besides, I'm a woman! Idiot!"

After saying this, Black Coffin retreated immediately.

After the Queen retreated.

Everyone immediately looked towards the center of the battlefield, just as they were curious about who had won.

"Eggs! My eggs!"

"Damn it! Erebus! Damn it! It would be great if you could sit on the Golden Throne early and let me retire!"

"Neos! You CS! You big CS! Where are my balls? Where are they?"

Everyone looked at the two guys kneeling on the ground and howling at each other, and for a moment they didn't know who won.

Erebus?

Or the Emperor?

Just when everyone was confused.

A transport craft landed from the sky, and Guilliman stood at the tail of the plane, looking down with a serious face.

"Brothers! What the hell is going on here?"

Guilliman's eyelids twitched as he looked at the people who were still lively and energetic.

Tsk, can't these CS guys stay dead for a while longer?

Before Guilliman could finish his inner sigh, the Emperor's psychic hand pulled him down.

"Wait! Father! Father! Erebus!"

Guilliman looked at the two guys rushing towards him and for a moment he didn't know how he had offended them!

"Destroy it! Let the empire be destroyed!"

"Guilliman! Death to heretics!"

Guilliman looked at the two fists swinging towards him and sneered, "Just the two of you?"

"Motarion! Help!"

Guilliman shouted to his brother that the Emperor and Erebus were definitely punching him to death.

Just as Guilliman had thought.

next second.

Guilliman looked at the familiar thatched hut, and then he saw the Khan and the Lion drinking tea.

"Get in line, Master Guilliman!"

A Death Guard handed Guilliman a hand.

Guilliman was silent for a long moment.

"Dry!!!!!"

I might as well not have come! How many resources does Mortarion need to be given before that bastard is willing to take me back?

No! We must quickly conquer the five hundred worlds of this universe! Money! Money! Money!

Guilliman grabbed his hair frantically.

Also! What's going on between Erebus and his father?

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Chapter 322 Horus: Here I come! Little angels!

Warhammer 40.

Black Warmaster Abaddon has destroyed Cadia, achieving his goal.

From then on, the empire was divided into the light side and the dark side.

Most of the worlds on the Dark Side have lost contact with the Empire.

Each world is like a lonely fallen leaf, watched by the highest heaven, and the age of chaos has arrived.

But, should it be like this?