Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

After saying this, the Emperor walked directly out of the bridge of the Vengeful Spirit with Mortarion and Lion.

He was now going to face Erebus.

He will also face... the gods together with Erebus!

……

The Emperor's angels descended from the sky into this hive city filled with blood mist.

The advent of Chaos turned the Terra Hive into hell. The rampant growth of flesh and blood and the ever-present Warp Demons terrified the people of the Hive. But even so, humanity still had its glory. While everyone was fleeing, a small group of Solar Auxiliary Forces on leave and several Park Demons formed a solid defense line in the Mid-Hive. Of course, they were not the only ones involved. Several Hive Gangs, several Inquisitors, and the parish priest of the Imperial Yellow Skin Cult were also there.

There were only a few hundred of them, but they successfully blocked countless chaos here.

A combat nun looked indifferently at the vampire beside him. The vampire was seriously injured. He was wearing golden armor and kept muttering the Yellow-skinned God. The Yellow-skinned God's faint blessing fell on the vampire.

"You should pray to Lord Mortarion."

The Sister of Battle looked at the campus demon and tried to persuade him.

But the demon shook his head slightly.

"I am from the Imperial Warriors. Lord Mortarion is too busy. Mortals, the blessings of the Imperial gods must not be abused. We are all currency in the hands of the Yellow-skinned God. Sacrificing for the Yellow-skinned God is already our honor, and we dare not ask for too much."

The demon in the park smiled, and the battle sister looked at the demon with a ferocious smile on her face.

"Choose."

The Battle Sister took out bolter bullets and chainsword.

"coin."

The campus demon pointed at the dimming demonic force field on the battle nun. The campus demon inside had returned to the subspace, and now the battle nun had no protection at all.

"as you wish."

The battle sister placed the circular demon force field on her body on the head of the dying demon. With a bloody look, the battle sister looked at the energy bar of the force field which was less than half.

"Battle Sisters over there! It's time for you to retreat!"

A Sun Auxiliary Army soldier came over, carrying a demon rifle and said with a worried look on his face.

"This is Terra! Where else can we retreat to!"

The Sister of Battle stood up and looked at the Solar Auxiliary Army beside her.

"Upperhive."

"It has already fallen. This is the last pure land. The glory of the Yellow-skinned God must not be violated!"

The battle sister snorted coldly, and accompanied by a loud artillery sound, the two of them quickly looked towards the defense line.

The mortals corrupted by Chaos are attacking again!

The two men quickly came to the lifting platform. In the darkness, dozens of soldiers were shooting frantically into the entrance of the passage. They knew from their high vantage point that when their ammunition ran out, this place would become hell.

"I am the Imperial Warriors! Ashu! The Emperor's vanguard!"

A Slaanesh warrior, holding a scimitar, walked to the elevator gate.

When he appeared, several demons from the Emperor's Warriors were standing together beside the pit.

"For the God Emperor!"

Just when the demons in the park were about to jump down and sacrifice their lives for the Yellow-skinned God, several pairs of hands pulled them back.

"call!"

Radon pulled back the park demon who wanted to commit suicide.

"I am a Blood Angel, I am the Spear of the Empire!"

"Back off! Mortals!"

Radon raised the bolter in his hand and jumped.

The Holy Blood Guards resolutely leaped to the bottom of the tunnel, and bolter fire and war cries instantly rang out in the passage.

Saint Jerome came here slowly with a spear in his hand. Chaos must die!

……

In the highest heaven.

The gods laughed heartily, what they wanted finally came.

Even the Blood God forced himself to smile. After all, they had to participate in this game!

When the huge sacrifice was carried out in the Terra Palace, the gods cast their gazes towards the Terra Palace.

Look at the emperor!

The Terran Palace has become a sea of ​​fire. The Imperial Chancellor Malcador holds a Necron in each hand. As the Chancellor of the Empire and the second in command of the human empire, even if the Silent King comes to Terra, Malcador says he has the ability to scrape off the paint on his body!

Under the city wall.

Erebus stepped on the corpse of a corn cob and looked at Waldo in front of him angrily.

Not willing to be outdone, Waldo raised his middle finger at Erebus, which made Erebus even more angry.

He swung the Claw of Erebus and smashed it down at Waldo.

And Waldo is worthy of the title of commander of the imperial guards.

He leaped back, brandishing his power halberd.

What a joke!

Fight Erebus himself? It's not like he hasn't seen Erebus fight the Primarch before. Valdor's retreat made Erebus even more angry. You, as the greatest demon among the E demons, dare to retreat?

Are you kidding me?

Thinking of this, Erebus took another step forward, but this time Waldo did not retreat but moved forward, swinging his power halberd and poking it directly on Erebus's shield.

No defense broken!

Waldo looked at the extremely thick demonic force field emerging from Erebus in astonishment, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"That's right!"

"Offense is the best defense!"

Accompanied by the rapid swing of Erebus's claws.

Waldo tried to keep up with Erebus's trajectory, but it was too fast!

It's really too fast!

Waldo didn't see Erebus's attack clearly at all.

At this moment, Waldo could only pray that the demonic force field on his body was as thick as Erebus's.

but……

When the sound of metal rubbing against metal rang out, Waldo silently looked at the scratches on his power armor.

The demonic force fields on his body seemed to be dead and motionless.

Different treatment! This is different treatment!

"Brave corn! Get out of here!"

Erebas swung his hand directly over, and Waldo was still trying to hold the halberd to stop Erebas from rushing over.

but……

A scepter came straight at him, and before Waldo could figure out what was happening, he saw Luo Jia looking at him with a worried look on his face.

"Get out of here!"

"Don't delay my father's deification!"

Lorjia kicked Waldo away, then floated in the air with his scepter held high and began to fire light cannons unscrupulously.

"Hahahaha! For the Yellow-skinned God!"

"Hahahaha, die! Die! Die!"

"Hahahaha! Damn bastards! Let Pope Luojia show you what a believer is!"

Erebas looked at Lorga in the air in silence. He felt that Lorga seemed a little too stupid now!

but!

He wants to fire a flare cannon, too! He wants to, too!

When Luojia was having a lot of fun, a golden light hit Luojia's chest directly.

"Ouch!"

When Erebus saw the Emperor walking towards him with an angry face.

He didn't say anything.

"Erebus!"

The Emperor was stunned when he saw Erebus, who only had one lightning claw.

"Where's Draconian?"

The Emperor was a little confused. After all, as Erebus's weapon, how could Draconian disappear?

Conspiracy? Or?

"He has more important tasks."

Erebus smiled.

"Why don't you show us... the Golden Throne?"

"Erebus I thought you would like that."

The Emperor and Erebus smiled at each other, but their eyes only showed one thing, which was to send the other to the Golden Throne!

……

"chaos."

Kor Phaeron felt the power of chaos. Time and space were no longer linear, and the entire solar system was shrouded in the power of the gods.

The energy of the Warp sickened Kor Phaeron, but now was not the time to stop.

He looked at the black shadow beside him.

A huge, twisted warp demon about three meters long - Draconian.

"little tricks."

Draconian felt the strange power of the gods.

"You can do it?"

Kor Phaeron asked jokingly.

"Of course not! My ability is for humans, unless you stuff the gods into human bodies."

Draconian said sullenly, he looked at everything around him, his current body was not as good as that sword at all, maybe he had been around that CS for too long, and now he was a little uncomfortable.

Dark Angels, Death Guard, Thousand Sons, although they bore the symbols of the Inquisition, Draconian could still see the insignia of their former legions.

"What is the mission this time?"

"Dal."

"Mother of the Primarchs."

"Target."

"A relic of the Emperor."

Kor Phaeron stated the objective of this mission directly.

"It looks like this won't be smooth sailing."

"Alpharius will help us."

After Kor Phaeron finished speaking, the airship slowly stopped. Kor Phaeron was the first to stand up. He walked out of the tarmac and looked at the slums full of death.

He took a deep breath, the smoke of battle silenced him, but he still put on his helmet.