Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

The traitor Perturabo still hasn't figured out one thing.

The imperial guards can kill people just like that?

Can the Raven Guard just chop them down?

Betray the empire just like that?

The traitor Perturabo didn't understand whether he was crazy or the world was crazy?

He didn't understand why he was just drinking tea and chatting in the house, but now he was taken to the Iron Blood to prepare for the attack on Terra!

It was so fast, and the Word Bearers gathered, the Emperor's Children joined, and in just a moment, countless warships from other legions appeared over Olympia. The moment that traitor Perturabo felt that he was absolutely crazy.

"This time it was Horus who did it."

"What do you think of Horus in our world?"

The traitor Perturabo didn't respond to the words of the God of Earth and Wood. He was still pondering what was wrong. Was it him or the world?

"Are you crazy?"

"Not as crazy as you?"

Faced with the traitor Petula's questioning, the God of Earth rolled his eyes and directly retorted.

This made the traitor Perturabo even less confident.

After all, I was desperate back then and made a lot of mistakes. If I think about it carefully now, those things are all untenable. But now, I have a father and an elder sister in this universe, and I can rebel just by saying so!

The traitor Perturabo felt that the God of Earth was making fun of him!

He can believe it! If he believes it a little, he will die!

When he saw the God of Earth and Wood give the order to sink all the warships of other legions around him.

The traitor Perturabo felt that he was not crazy!

Countless Space Marine corpses floated in the air, from the Night Sentinels to the Dark Angels, and Perturabo also saw a few Ultramarines as a traitor. He seriously suspected that the God of Earth was putting on a show for him when he verified the gene seed and saw the characteristics of other legions.

The traitor Perturabo knew that the God of Earth and Wood was truly betraying the Emperor!

Why! Why! Why! ! ! ! ! ! !

The traitor Perturabo still hasn't figured it out! Why would the God of Earth betray the Empire? Betray the Emperor!

But the God of Civil Affairs soon found out.

A letter from Horus.

It’s all acting, it’s all acting!

The traitor Perturabo warned himself over and over again. He now knew that he absolutely did not believe anything anyone in this universe said.

But! The current situation was completely beyond his ability to see clearly.

"Dantioch! Seriously, do you think that buffalo believed him?"

The God of Earth and Wood asked Dantioch cautiously.

"Please! Dad! Just charge at Terra! Chop the Emperor down! I really don't have any more great demons left! No more, no more!"

Dantioch looked at his old father in despair. "How difficult is it to deal with the Warp Chaos right now? Don't you have any idea as a father?"

……

Terra Palace.

The emperor sat on the chair, poking the little yellow boy, pulling the pacifier out of his mouth, and then putting it back in.

"I said, could you please do something serious?"

Makado looked up with an irritated look on his face. He was playing Go, of course, by himself.

"I'm doing the real work now!"

The emperor said righteously that anyone who did not allow him to favor his daughter would be his enemy.

"I say, is it really okay for you to indulge them like this? Be careful, or Erebus will really put you on the Golden Throne!"

Malcador took a sip of his tea and rolled his eyes.

"That kid has been wanting to do this for a long time!"

"I'm just giving him a chance this time! Isn't this all for our retirement?"

The Emperor snorted coldly.

"Can you really trust those traitors?"

"I still trust the office. I think Horus is pretty good."

"Be careful or the Warmaster will kill you!"

Malcador sighed. The Emperor was becoming more and more indulgent these days! In the past few years, he wouldn't have had the time for these trivial matters.

"But what do you plan to do with the Mechanicus on Mars? After all, there's that thing down there. Do you think they can control it?"

Malcador expressed his doubts.

"Relax my old man."

"Erebus will take care of it."

Makado's face tightened.

"This is no joke, Neos. Do you really think that replacing the machines with Warp Demons is the right path?"

"That is not true, Malcador!"

The Emperor looked sternly at Malcador.

"Instead of us risking our lives to block the subspace, it's better to let those guys stay inside and wait for death. I think everyone knows what they should do!"

The Emperor's words made Malcador ponder.

"You're still the same CS!"

"Erebus is better at CS than me!"

The emperor smiled and said, it’s just CS, not sitting on the toilet.

"How long can we rest after this success?"

"I won't be able to rest for long, Malcador. There are plenty of resources in the other universe waiting for us to plunder. I plan to go there myself when the time comes."

Malcador shook his head at the Emperor's words.

"I can't handle the situation in the Supreme Heaven. If you go there... you have to study one thing carefully: will the Warp break out during this period?"

"No, they won't give up on a whole universe of cake. I'm even sure they'll maintain a non-aggression pact with us."

The Emperor sneered. You should know that he was mainly there to protect Erebus. If there was anything wrong, he would directly fight with the opponent, and then drag the gods here to fight with the opponent. If you don't let me be well, no one else will be well. If that doesn't work, just let that old mummy on the opposite side get up.

But the resources still have to be taken.

Another most important point is that the Emperor wants the little yellow-skinned man to go one step further. After all, the black coffin told him about another universe where a race gave birth to a new civilization.

That goddess named Titanium Empire is definitely the best nourishment for his daughter!

The Emperor narrowed his eyes, so he didn't care whether that civilization was playing the best way or the worst way.

In a nutshell, I, the Emperor, want you!

……

"Shell!!!!"

Ryan! The Lord of the Dark Angels, he roared furiously. From the bridge to the lowest deck, Ryan's rage could be heard everywhere.

The lion was holding a sword, and his face was covered with ink. The bastard Shell had actually smeared all kinds of weird things on his face. The lion with a big cat face was furious and wanted to kill Shell directly, but not to mention that this thing had been putting all kinds of weird things in his food every day for a week, what made the lion even angrier was that he couldn't catch him!

Now the Lion is going to the Five Hundred Worlds to establish the Second Empire with Guilliman. Who knows when the Shell will run into his ship!

The enraged lion hacked at the nearby boxes indiscriminately, and then he saw Conrad standing beside him.

"you……"

The lion pointed his sword at Conrad.

Conrad looked at Ryan silently, shook his head and walked directly to the bridge. He had a lot of official business to deal with and had no time to play with these two bastards here.

Ryan looked at Conrad who left in a leisurely manner, and his face turned dark.

"Shell! Don't let me catch you! I'll chop you to death!"

In a cabin of the ship, Shell was wearing shorts and sipping juice. He heard Ryan's angry voice from a long distance away. He frowned and sneered.

"Little cat! Oh, how pitiful!"

“That’s boring!”

When Ke Zi thought about how his usually serious elder brother was so furious because of what he did, he wanted to laugh.

Although Ryan is close to everyone, he is still as serious, unfunny, and even a little old-fashioned as Rogdorn sometimes.

So Shell decided that for the sake of family harmony, he needed to correct the lion's character.

"Suck it!"

Shell happily ate Ryan's meal today.

Inside the restaurant.

Ryan looked at the food the chef brought out and sighed.

Although this guy Shell is a little weird, it is still pretty good in comparison.

There's nothing more to it than a love of mischief.

Thinking of this, Ryan shook his head.

Then Ryan opened his breakfast.

The lion was silent.

He saw a small and exquisite little Slaanesh demon neatly placed in the middle of Ryan's plate.

The lion roared.

"Shell! I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!"

Ryan directly smashed the little devil in the cutlery to death!

He stood up angrily, and the moment he stood up, he discovered in despair that his stool was connected to his butt.

"Ahhhhhhhh! Find him out! Find this bastard for me!"

The enraged lion roared angrily.

At this moment, the shell in the cabin burped.

"The Warhounds have a really good cook! I think we Night Lords could use a few of them sometime!"

Shell said to the shadow beside him.

"I suggest you don't piss Ryan off. Otherwise, you'll end up in trouble."

"It doesn't matter if you get beaten up, I don't want to suffer any unnecessary misfortune!"

Conrad's cold voice came out.

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Chapter 1: Spring Festival Special, The Horus Heresy (4) 2-in-1.

Endurance.

Mortarion sat high on his throne, looking down at the Corruptor chained in mid-air.

Pale skin, withered body.

Mortarion looked at the traitor in front of him. To be honest, he didn't want to have any contact with this guy at all.

Autistic, inferior, and mentally ill!

He lowered his eyes and kept tapping the armrests of his throne.