Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

Therefore, he handed over most of his affairs to his brother, the Pale Lord.

Of course, when the Pale Lord realized that Guilliman had escaped, his desk was already piled with documents, so Guilliman brought Corax and Khan directly to this world.

To Guilliman's surprise, there was already a Death Watch strike fleet above the planet.

This made Guilliman not remove the optical camouflage of his own fleet. He wanted to see how these Death Watch from the 40K Imperial Inquisition fought.

But before that, Guilliman needed to figure out what the mission of these guys was.

"Alpharius!"

Guilliman spoke.

He knew that his youngest brother always liked to hide things. As a master of infiltration, Alpharius felt...

Guilliman was just wondering who Alpharius on his side was when he saw Vulkan and Khan beside him both raised their hands. Guilliman looked at his two brothers in silence.

play?

"I am Alpharius, the God of Speed!"

"I am Omega, the Lord of Fire Dragons!"

Vulkan and the Khan spoke in unison, which attracted several strange glances. Guilliman keenly discovered that even a victorious soldier beside him had an expression of despair.

But Guilliman did not point it out.

It's not like Alpharius doesn't have his own Smurfs.

"Stop it, my brother Corax. Send some people over to see what the Death Watch's mission is. I sense a hint of the aura of the Warp's evil gods on this planet. Perhaps it's... a curse?"

Guilliman ignored Vulkan and the Khan's thoughts, bored expressions plastered across their faces.

"Of course, perhaps we should send a team of Inquisition members to the planet."

Corax spoke his mind.

And this is what Guilliman thought.

……

Soon, when the Death Watch strike fleet discovered a strange Inquisition fleet, they sent a message immediately.

Damikos, Erebus's godfather, Perturabo's adopted father, one of the vice-presidents of the Supreme Court of the 30K Human Inquisition, was the man sent by Erebus to Guilliman to help him.

He looked at the warning message sent from the other side.

He sent a direct reply.

"Carry out the mission!"

These four simple words caused the other side to remain silent for a moment, and soon they sent out several Thunderhawk fighters, trying to land on Damikos's ship.

Damikos looked helplessly at Guilliman beside him. Guilliman touched his chin. Beside him were Khan and Vulkan wearing the decorations of the Ever-Victorious Army. According to what they said, no one would have thought that two Primarchs would serve as your Ever-Victorious Army!

Guilliman sighed. With such a big body, anyone could tell there was something wrong with him at a glance.

The guys in this universe can’t be so stupid!

Just as Guilliman was thinking, footsteps were heard. Guilliman and others saw that when the bridge door opened, an Inquisitor with a very angry face looked at everyone angrily.

"We are carrying out a mission that is very important to the Empire! You know how much your arrival has delayed us!"

As soon as the Inquisitor said this, he realized something was wrong, because the number of Space Marines around him seemed... a little too many.

Dozens of Ultramarines turned their helmets towards the abusive Inquisitor.

There were only four Death Watch behind the Inquisitor, and the situation suddenly became awkward.

"I'm Damikos, Chief Inquisitor. Are you saying you're on a mission of vital importance to the Imperium? A mission for the Xenos? A Heretic? Or a Chaos mission?"

Damikos looked at the judge in front of him with a bad expression.

Just when the Inquisitor was about to speak, he saw a large group of Inquisitors appearing around Damikos. Each of these Inquisitors was wearing a small piece of power armor. This made Oken, the Inquisitor from 40K, silent. He looked at his windbreaker and then at the Ultramarines around him. Where did this nouveau riche come from?

"what's your name?"

"Okun."

Damikos looked at Okun with a sneer, and slowly walked up to Okun.

"What is your mission?"

"We're tracking a group of xenomorphs."

Damikos stared at Oken. He knew that the Inquisitor was lying, but it didn't matter. After all, judging from the time, Corax should have entered the so-called Oken's ship.

"What a coincidence, we are also hunting a group of aliens. It seems that we have the same goal."

Damikos sneered.

"It better be this way."

Oaken thought for a few minutes before speaking.

"I don't recommend you go to this world. Be careful and you might lose your life."

After saying this, Oken led the Death Watch away.

"This guy has the aura of chaos. He's lying."

Khan's eyes were very cold. He originally wanted to chop this guy into pieces, but was stopped by Vulkan.

"It is not good to alert the enemy, Khan."

Vulkan looked at Oken who had already left. As the son of the gods of the empire, Vulkan was a little more delicate in mind. He looked at the world below.

"The humans of this world are sinless."

Khan looked at Vulkan and smiled helplessly. His brother was good in every way except that he was too kind.

"Come on, brothers, let's go and see what this cosmic evil god is up to."

Guilliman waved his hand and treated it as a trip and vacation for himself.

……

Planet surface.

Titus looked at the airborne pod descending from the sky and felt a little confused for a moment.

Is there any other support for this mission?

Thinking of this, he sent the cultist under his feet to hell with explosive bullets.

"For the Divine Emperor, for the Lord of the Five Hundred Worlds."

Titus looked toward the castle in the distance.

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Chapter 385 Guilliman: I couldn’t take anything away from the Five Hundred Worlds!

The breath of chaos.

The moment he stood on this land, a trace of solemnity appeared in Guilliman's eyes and he frowned.

Not only him, but also Damikos, Khan and Vulkan were filled with anger.

A mere evil god of the subspace actually extended his hand into the territory of the empire?

Guilliman felt the chaotic breath of the land beneath his feet, the power of Nurgle.

"Have the fleet dispatch some Blood Angels, and have Corax prepare support. This power has been stagnant in this world for too long. If it were to erupt, it might create something strange."

The Knight World, although it doesn’t matter to Guilliman, after all, he has a lot of Demon Knights and Titans, but its meaning to this universe is different.

In this world where technology depends on archaeology, Guilliman got a headache just by looking at it.

"First, find the Death Watch in this world. There's something wrong with that so-called Inquisitor."

Damikos spoke up.

Guilliman glanced at Damikos and nodded. Although Guilliman was now the God of Documents of the Empire, he was not called the Psychic Muggle for nothing. If you asked him to use his strength to process documents, he would be a top-notch expert, but you wanted him to use his psychic powers to fight?

Guilliman could only use a few words to describe it: documents in his face.

"In the distance."

With the help of the gods, Damikos realized that a four-man Space Marine was on the hill near the Knight Castle of this world.

After Damikos pointed out the direction, everyone did not hesitate any longer and ran directly towards the location of the four-member team.

……

The chains jingled on his arms. Titus, once the captain of the Second Company of the Ultramarines, had been in the Death Watch for who knew how many years, a hundred years or two hundred years?

A hundred years of fighting had not made Titus forget his oath.

According to intelligence, this world has been invaded by Chaos. Titus looks at the cultists in front of him who are shooting at him and others with ancient guns.

A son of Dorn, carrying a large shield, quickly moved forward. As a descendant of Rogal Dorn, the Fist of the Empire, he blocked the bullets for his cousins ​​behind him, holding a bolt pistol in his hand. As one cultist after another was blown up, Titus and others pressed forward directly. Facing the weak attacks of these cultists, Titus and others did not let down their guard. Sure enough, a Raven Guard saw a flash of light in the distance, and he quickly pushed away the Ultramarines beside him, accompanied by a loud explosion in the air.

A bullet hit them behind them, causing a huge explosion and flames.

Titus quickly raised the bolter in his hand and shot the dark rat in the head in the distance. Then, countless trivial footsteps were heard around him.

As two logging machines appeared on both sides of the canyon passage, the torrential rain of bullets whizzed directly over the ground, and countless bullets hit the ground to form craters.

Titus and the others leaned against the wall, letting the group vent their ammunition. Although they believed that their power armor could withstand these bullets, this kind of heroism was unnecessary for them.

When the gunfire from the two lumberjacks began to fade, Titus and his cousin opposite him looked at each other. As their eyes locked, accompanied by the furious sound of bolters, the cultists hanging above them were named one by one by the four men. The cultists died without making a single wailing sound, and their bodies exploded.

After killing all the cultists, everyone continued to walk into the canyon.

"My brother, isn't it a bit…"

The Imperial Fists looked at the cultists who were lying on the ground and climbing up. He didn't understand why they were used when they were just some cultists.

"Perhaps this is the mission given to us by the Divine Emperor."

The Raven Guard stopped the Imperial Fists from saying anything further.

"Continue the mission."

Titus interrupted these people's communication. In his eyes, the most important thing was to destroy these heretics.

Soon after the four of them left here.

Damikos, Guilliman and others also came here.

They looked at the battlefield where the battle had just ended.

"Two Ultramarines, a Raven Guard, and... an Imperial Fists?"

Damikos said as he looked at the marks on the ground.

"Damicus, how did you find out?"

Vulkan was a little puzzled as to why the noses of these Inquisition members were so sharp that they could only identify four people.

"Their souls told me. Perhaps, Lord Vulcan, you should tell the God of Death and Rebirth that the afterglow of souls on this battlefield cannot be faked."

Damikos's weird look gave Vulkan a headache.

"Forget it. I don't want the Pale Lord to see me."

Whenever Vulkan thought of the Pale Lord who sat in the Warp every day and madly guided the dead, he felt a little frightened and scared. Although the two had only met once, the lifeless eyes seemed to be asking him for help.

Thinking of this, Vulkan turned his pale face away.

"What do you think the Warp God is going to do?"

Khan looked at the shell casing on the ground. Under the residual heat, the brass shell casing was stained with a hint of dark green.

The speed of this corruption made the Khan frown.

"The aura of the throne's decaying corpse still lingers in this world, proving that there are still loyal people in this world. I don't think a world of knights could attract the attention of that evil god, unless it's someone, or something..."

Damikos spoke, and soon a Death Guard came out from beside Damikos.

The Death Guard took out a banner with Mortarion's portrait on it, and as the banner was planted in the ground, a white mist rose.

Figures kept flashing in the fog.

The Death Guard stretched out his hand and grabbed an extremely distorted figure.