Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

It’s so frustrating.

The bolt bullets fired crazily, smashing the chicken thieves one by one. When the bullets were gone, Angertai took out the chainsword. When the demons on the chainsword were tired, he used his fists. Angertai wore a helmet, and he tore apart every heretic who stood in front of him with his hands, even ordinary humans. When Angertai looked at those who no longer had human characteristics and were corrupted by sailing in the subspace.

Angertai punched these people in the head.

It's not that the Word Bearers have no mercy, but their mercy cannot be used here.

Soon when Angelte, covered in blood, came out of the ship, he received another message from Jarulek, that is, dozens of ships were waiting for Angelte.

……

Erebus carried Draconian out the door quickly.

At the door, he saw a familiar figure, it was Kor Phaeron.

Kor Phaeron had particularly dark circles under his eyes. He yawned, and when he saw Erebus, he waved his hand.

"Erebus, this is the current data from the nearby star fields. The demons in the park are suffering terribly. We've also discovered the movements of three Hive tentacles in the dark side of the Empire. I need manpower, and so does the Inquisition."

Kor Phaeron spread his hands to indicate that he was here to ask for someone.

Anyway, if you don’t give me someone today, I won’t leave!

381

Chapter 381 Guilliman's Speech (Dividing the Spoils)

How to quickly increase manpower?

Simply put, there are two methods. The first is to turn Guilliman into a woman and stuff her into the womb of an artificial Ultramarines, allowing him to give birth 24 hours a day.

Who proposed this CS proposal?

Although it was not Erebus, when this proposal was submitted, Erebus actually considered it seriously, but in the end it was left unresolved.

After all, the conditions do not allow it.

Therefore, Albert Rebas could only choose the second suggestion, which was to recruit indigenous people!

That’s right, we are recruiting warriors from this universe!

The moment the first Ultramarines Chapter company was tricked by 30K's Astronomican, they were stunned. As soon as the cruiser jumped out of Mandve Point, they were plundered by the Word Bearers and the White Legion. This was an Ultramarines sub-regiment called the Black Archons. This company should have been in the Pacific Segmentum, but within a few hundred years, for various reasons, they rushed to the dark side of the Empire for a special mission, and when they were supporting Cadia, they were caught in the warp because of the destruction of Cadia.

Now they have returned to the physical universe under the illumination of the Astronomican, but the company commander of this company feels that it would be better if he had not returned.

This is so desperate!

Abaddon bore the brunt of the attack, and the entire process from the invasion to the capture of these Ultramarines took no more than three hours.

Most of the time was spent chopping down those Warp creatures. The ship had been sailing in the Warp for too long and inevitably suffered from the corruption of the Warp.

Soon, the company was stripped of their power armor by the Word Bearers, and the naked group of men were brought into a square.

It made them feel like they were reliving the Battle of Calth, only even more brutal.

The Black Archon, Del, soon discovered one thing: in the square of this world, there were not only the traitor Abaddon, but also the Word Bearers, the World Eaters, and the Emperor's Children.

Conspiracy! This is Chaos' conspiracy!

Captain Del also discovered countless Warp Demons, and in this square, most of the captives were Ultramarines.

Could it be that the Word Bearers want to replicate the Battle of Calth again?

Thinking of this, Del looked at the stands above the square in despair. There, the Lord of Red Sand with a bitter face and butcher's nails was banging his head on the table.

"go back!"

"go back!"

"I want to go back!"

Angron, who came with Erebus, saw the Lord of Red Sand's behavior and his face turned black. He kicked the Lord of Red Sand directly.

"We agreed! You have to help me with the work!"

"I won't do it! I won't do it anymore! Let me go back! The Empire needs me! Your Empire needs me! Not this Empire! Extermination order! The other me! Issue the extermination order quickly!"

The Director of Red Sand was hit by Angron. It was too light, really too light. If you want to kill me, you need to hit me harder!

He originally thought that Angron had called him because he had encountered some difficulties, but he never thought that he was called here just to deal with these damn official duties. He would rather go to fight! To kill aliens!

"Angron! The Second needs a psyker! I want to go back! I'm going back to burn the psyker for Yoda!"

The Lord of Red Sand cried with tears and snot, hugging Angron's thighs.

It’s so scary, Warhammer 40K is so scary!

Angron looked at the Lord of Red Sand, who was hugging his thigh, with a gloomy look. Why else? Why else would he call you all the way from home? Isn't it because this universe is too fucked up!

Although this scene was ridiculous, in the eyes of the captured loyal Astartes of the Empire below, it was a different scene. That is, Chaos might have mastered the technology to create Primarchs?

The moment this thought appeared in everyone's mind, it could not be erased. After all, the Empire did not have a single Primarch in the open!

"Erebus."

Guilliman's voice sounded, and he raised his eyes while processing the documents.

"Ninety percent, I want ninety percent."

"Can you just die!"

Erebus's eyes darkened. "Did I call you here just to rob me? And you asked for 90% of these cattle and horses right away?"

"Eighty percent. You know I need help over there too."

"Guilliman, how about this? I'll have the Dark Phoenix turn you into a woman, and then give you an artificial womb. You can give birth to ten thousand babies a day. What do you think?"

Erebus crossed his arms, his tone was flat and his expression was very serious.

Guilliman took a look at this CS and sighed. He never thought in his life that the Ultramarines would be short of people!

It is a real shortage of manpower. Although he is planning the extreme star field, there are too many people needed in various places. He has no choice but to transfer his own offspring from various brothers, but this is not enough. The great expedition on the 30K side is still going on. This is the best time for the 30K Empire to expand. After all, the gods of the subspace basically will not interfere, so 30K also needs manpower!

But the situation in 40K is even more chaotic! Guilliman now has a complete system. Guilliman can't bear to think about how desperate he would feel if he woke up from the coffin and saw the current situation of the Empire!

"Fifty and half, Erebus, this is my final line. If I successfully recover the Five Hundred Worlds, I will return the person to you immediately. How about I give you 25 Ultramarines?"

Guilliman made the number 2 with one hand and 5 with the other.

We really are short of people.

Erebus looked at Guilliman. He watched Guilliman quickly correcting documents with his hands still and a pen in his mouth. In the end, Erebus softened his heart, but it was only the layer of dust on the stone that softened.

"The Ultramarines need to help me handle half of the Empire's dark side affairs."

This condition of Erebus made Guilliman's face freeze, and finally under Erebus's threatening gaze, Guilliman nodded.

"But...it's okay!"

Guilliman finally agreed, and he sent all the documents to the Word Bearers among the Ultramarines.

After hearing Guilliman's promise, Erebus gave up his position.

Then, under the gaze of countless Ultramarines and other chapters in the square.

Guilliman, wearing blue power armor, slowly walked to the front of the stands.

He stepped on Angron and the Lord of Red Sand and turned his gaze to his own offspring in the universe below.

"I am Guilliman!"

"I am the Emperor's Children. Tell me, my children, whether you remain loyal to the Imperium!"

"Can you hold the sword? Can you protect humanity? Can you die for humanity?"

"Tell me! Your answer! Can you fight for the Emperor again! Fight for Mankind!"

Under Erebus's gaze, Guilliman began his speech. It was not that Erebus did not want to replace him with someone else, but the reputation of the others in this universe was somewhat bad!

382

Chapter 382: Garden Plan Version 2.0!

Is this a dream?

Del didn't know that the blue armor of the Ultramarines was installed on Del by the priests of the Mechanicus. The new AY-8 model power armor was not the traditional Space Marine power armor. It was the latest generation manufactured by the Mechanical Archmagos Zero. Every part and every component was enchanted by the gods of the Empire. The new electronic version and the latest loyal demon intelligence were all modularly produced.

Del looked at the dozen or so grooves on his chest. The circular grooves made Del wonder what these things were used for for a moment, but with the help of the priest's mechanical arm claws, the colorful circular demonic force fields were directly embedded in them.

"Praise the Yellow-skinned God!"

"Kid! Kill, kill, kill!"

"Destroy the heretics! Destroy the aliens! Extermination order, extermination order!!!"

Hate intelligence? This was Del's first reaction, but Del soon realized he was wrong, completely wrong! This wasn't Hate Intelligence at all; it was clearly a Chaos Demon!

When the helmet was put on, Del's shoulder armor was inlaid with the golden Ultramarines emblem.

"Boy! I am Ophilos, the Blue Terror that will become the Yellow-skinned God E-Demon! Tell me if you are loyal to the Yellow-skinned God! Are you loyal to Robouti Guilliman, the God of Written Documents!"

what?

A big question mark popped up in Del's mind.

The yellow-skinned god?

E the devil?

Guilliman, the God of Written Words?

Why can he understand each word individually but not when they are put together?

Soon, Del was pushed into a huge temple.

A Word Bearer with huge dark circles under his eyes looked at the new group of Ultramarines that had come in.

Ultramarines! And damn, Ultramarines! How many Ultramarines are there?

After the Word Bearer priest took a deep breath, he desperately opened the Book of Holy Words (Luojia's New Revised Edition) with his scepter.

"Come and chant with me, great god of death and rebirth! Mortarion..."

It only took two and a half days from the time Del opened his eyes and learned that his Primarch had returned, to the time he received his new armor and the blessing of the gods of the Empire. Then they were loaded onto a ship like little piglets.

Del had never seen so many brothers.

Yes, brothers.

As the captain of the Black Archon Chapter, Del has his own pride, and he will never let down the trust of Guilliman, the father of the Primarch!

The moment the drop pod was launched, Del looked at his brothers proudly, knowing that they were going to a world invaded by the Tyranids.

Expel the aliens! Everyone has a responsibility!

Del gripped the bolter tightly in his hand, he couldn't wait to kill the aliens!

Countless airborne pods fell rapidly from the sky, and the ground of the planet suddenly shook, and a long Tyranid Zerg suddenly pounced up from the ground.

He stuffed several airborne capsules directly into his stomach.

……

"For the Emperor!"

Del roared, pumping his fist.

Fists? Del glanced around in a daze. Where was his weapon?

White mist appeared around Del, and around him were countless figures like him.

Just when Del wanted to know where this place was.

"boom"

Accompanied by a loud bang.

He saw a huge figure in the sky.

That was the King of Hell... the Pale Lord.

The Pale Lord looked at the dead things coming in batch after batch with his pale face. He quickly revised the documents, and his pale hands turned into pale afterimages.

Before Del below could react to what was happening, he was teleported away.