Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

"Kugas! Go! Go and kill all these guys!"

"As you command, my father!"

Kugath from 30K suddenly jumped out of the subspace channel. Once upon a time, he also liked to sit on the sedan chair like Kugath in this universe, but later he found that if he kept sitting on the sedan chair, he would be the slowest runner when facing Erebus. After feeling heartbroken, Kugath knew that he must not let the Word Bearers catch him, so he started exercising!

then!

In the horrified eyes of the Nurgle army, they saw a muscular demon named Kugath, who did not look like a demon at all. He rushed out with his golden muscles shining. He was like a cannonball that smashed directly into the Nurgle army. Behind Kugath, more Great Unclean Ones under the command of the Lord of the Garden appeared.

From Rain Father to Kugath, the appearance of one unclean one after another instantly reversed the situation on the entire battlefield.

Erebus looked at the unclean ones who were laughing and talking happily, and he lowered his eyes.

At this time, the Word Bearers occupied the stronghold they had arrived at before, the Blood Angels were purifying the land, and the Iron Warriors were forging a front-line base. Seeing this scene, E-daemons such as Xaluna and Grax asked Erebus to join the battlefield, but Erebus asked them to stand by.

Erebas narrowed his eyes and led the Honor Guard to rush into the Nurgle army in a pretentious manner. Angertai and Garurek guarded Erebas.

Although they didn't know what Erebus was trying to do, as Erebus's loyal Honor Guard, they only needed to know that nothing could happen to Lord Erebus!

The number of Nurgle demons who died under Draconion's sword was incalculable. Erebus looked at the countless garden demons pouring out of the warp, and suddenly made a gesture to stop moving forward.

At this time, the Lord of the Garden had already led his descendants and rushed into the distance without thinking. Although he noticed the retreat of Erebus and others, the Lord of the Garden did not care at all. After all, he had an agreement with the Emperor of the Human Empire.

The Lord of the Garden looked back at Erebus and chose to believe these guys!

The moment the Lord of the Garden and Erebus's eyes met, both of them smiled knowingly.

"Lord of the Garden! I will follow once the Imperial army arrives."

"Then I hope you can still get something good!"

The Lord of the Garden felt relieved after hearing Erebus' words. It seemed that Erebus was not as crazy as he thought!

Erebus looked at the Lord of the Garden who had already entered the depths of Nurgle's domain and snorted coldly.

What does the agreement between the Emperor and you have to do with Erebus? What does the affairs of the Human Empire have to do with the Third Reich of Humanity? You want to ask when the Third Reich of Humanity was established? Now! Immediately!

"You've been watching me for so long, and yet you don't even come out to see me? Death Lord, Mortarion!"

Although it was unknown why the Lord of the Garden did not pull Mortarion out of this universe, he also had a hidden plan, which was not to tell Erebas the information that the Lord of Death was not far away. But how could Erebas not feel it when he saw it so clearly.

Soon the smell of corruption spread. Erebus watched as a huge, skinny figure slowly emerged from the ancient yellow mist. Its shriveled wings with compound eyes flapped continuously, and sickles smashed down on the land of Nurgle. The bloated cans were silent, their bodies extremely twisted. In Erebus's eyes, these guys had lost their original souls, and this body only had the twisted will of Chaos and the Warp.

"My loving father once said that a disaster would happen to the garden. I never thought it would be caused by outsiders like you."

Mortarion's voice was very hollow, and the hoarse sound was like a hacksaw cutting steel. Erebus had heard many voices, but the voice of the Lord of Death still made him feel like some rashes had appeared on his skin.

"Hey, look at you now, how ugly and disgusting. Do you feel at ease betraying the Emperor? For the sake of your own offspring, look at the offspring around you, who are neither human nor ghost. Why don't you smile? Doesn't Nurgle, that disgusting maggot, love to laugh the most?"

Every word from Erebus made the Death Lord tighten his grip on the scythe in his hand (Mortarion in 40K will be called the Death Lord later...)

The Lord of Death stared at Erebus, and suddenly he smiled, a relieved smile.

"The false emperor's lackey."

"The Emperor invited me to tea."

"hehe."

"Your father once said this to you in my universe: I love you, Mortarion. Mortarion, you are my best child! Mortarion, don't work too hard!"

"Shut up! You lackey of the false emperor, I'm going to chop off your head."

The Death Lord swung his scythe, and a huge amount of psychic energy flew directly over. The substantial psychic energy made Erebus disappear completely.

Because he knew that someone would come to block it for him.

"HAHAHAHAHA! WORK! WORK! DIE! DIE! WORK!"

The weak voice of the Pale Lord sounded. The Pale Lord, who had gained a lot of weight, covered his long hair. He didn't think that he would be able to fight in his lifetime, but when he saw the Lord of Death opposite him.

Jealousy appeared in the eyes of the two selves in different timelines.

Is this the emperor's favorite child?

How dare he stand here and not work!

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Chapter 361: The Pale Lord: It turns out that breaking someone’s defense is so satisfying!

The Pale Lord looked at himself in front of him. He couldn't accept it, he absolutely couldn't accept it!

Why can this ugly guy in front of me be the Prince of Nurgle and the Lord of Death here!

Who is he?! He's a bastard who betrayed the Empire! Why?! Why?!

Why! I have to deal with the souls that come and go 24 hours a day without interruption! Why do I have to deal with the deaths of the people of the empire myself!

Why can’t I even ask for some Ultramarines myself!

The extreme black resentment behind the Pale Lord made the Death Lord slightly stunned. What kind of move is this?

The moment Erebus saw the Pale Lord appear, he turned and left. Magnus had been waiting for a long time.

The Death Lord watched as the Lord of Psyker opened a subspace portal in front of him. He felt that he was being underestimated, and the compound eyes on his wings quickly opened. But before the Death Lord could stop Erebus, a golden sickle hit the rusty Death Scythe on the Death Lord's body.

The Death Lord looked at the Pale Lord.

"Stay out of the way."

But the Pale Lord remained unmoved.

"My brother, look at my friend. Look, this is a model worker! The Emperor himself awarded it to me. He personally came to the Realm of Death to give it to me. Even Guilliman doesn't have this honor. Don't you want it, my friend?"

When the Death Lord was interrupted by the Pale Lord, he saw that Erebus had already left with Magnus. Anger surged into the Death Lord's mind, and he planned to kill this guy who was showing off his fatherly love in front of him!

The Scythe of Death is mounted on the Scythe of the Model Worker.

The Pale Lord frowned and said, "If you don't accept my toast, you will be punished!"

I invited you to come and work here to free you from the influence of Chaos! You actually hit me with a sickle?

If it weren't for the fact that I would go back to work even if I was hacked to death, maybe I could give myself some fighting power and not let myself out in the future, no way!

Mortarion gave part of his authority to the Pale Lord, and that part was the power of rebirth, which was why the Pale Lord was suppressed so tightly.

Normally speaking.

The Emperor is the Lord of the Pantheon, Mortarion is a god of the Pantheon, and the Pale Lord is a lesser god.

But because the empire has a local area network, and the relay is the black coffin, the impurities in the black coffin are eaten by itself, and the good things are thrown directly to it. Although the Pale Lord is a secondary god, the Pale Lord is much stronger than a normal secondary god.

As the prince of Nurgle, the Death Lord's twisted face and jealous eyes made the Pale Lord completely lose interest in fighting.

Facing the Death Lord who was pursuing him relentlessly, the Pale Lord was more on the defensive. The Pale Lord was waiting, waiting for the Death Lord to reveal his flaws, and how could he make the Death Lord reveal his flaws.

What should I do?

The Pale Lord thought of Mortarion's ridicule of him in the past.

"You're so thin, don't you think no one loves you?"

The sickle of the model worker has become a little heavier, there is hope!

"Don't tell me I don't love you?"

"Have you never tasted Angron's cooking? With such a thin body, didn't the Emperor even have a chance to praise you?"

"Ouch! Look, you even chopped it crookedly! You're in such a hurry!"

A smile appeared on the corner of the Pale Lord's mouth. He listened to the Death Lord's increasingly heavy breathing. Those words that had been like a knife stabbing his heart in the past were now loaded into bullets by him and shot at his own body. This was simply - awesome!

It’s so cool! It’s really so cool!

The Pale Lord looked at the Death Lord who was breathing heavily. This was such a pleasure!

That being the case.

"This was given to me by my father himself! Do you have it?"

"die!!!!"

The Lord of Death swung his scythe heavily, and the Pale Lord's eyes darkened. This bastard used his power!

……

Resistance Star.

Calgar sat on the chair. He hadn't moved for a week. It didn't matter. He looked up at Guilliman beside him.

It seemed that the father of his own Primarch had not worked for a week. Was this a test for himself?

Calgar thought secretly in his heart, and thinking of this, Calgar worked even harder to process various documents.

"Is this good of you to your own offspring?"

The God of Earth and Wood looked at the already corrected and fast-flying Calga, and he felt a little bit sorry for him, but this was not his family affair, and Perturabo could only try to persuade him at this time.

"Everyone looks like you Iron Warriors and Imperial Fists!"

"Right now, the affairs of the Empire are handled by the Inquisitorial Affairs Department, the Word Bearers' Clerical Corps, or even the Imperial Administration Department. But when it comes to this universe, those resources are simply not enough. As far as I know, just the intercepted Imperial Dark Side missions have exhausted five Eternals in a month. I don't want my hair to grow gray so quickly."

Guilliman whispered.

"Aren't the so-called five immortals all Orpesson?"

The God of Earth and Wood complained that it was too tragic that the Emperor's first warmaster couldn't even die.

"That's fine. I've been studying the Codex Astartes lately. What are your thoughts?"

Guilliman asked.

“There’s something, but not much.”

Tumu God said incisively that dividing the entire legion into countless sub-legions did have some effect at that time, but according to the current situation, it would do more harm than good. The human empire in this universe has become so corrupt, and you still have to be a little reasonable when trying to get the scriptures here, even if it is not scientific.

"What are you going to do?"

"I plan to merge all the Ultramarines of this universe and then form the Second Ultramarines Legion. You know I have too many soldiers now. If this continues, I'm afraid the other brothers will have opinions."

Guilliman responded to Perturabo's words.

Perturabo tilted his head.

"The Iron Warriors are short of men. Can you send some to me? Although Olympia has been developing recently, it is far inferior to the Five Hundred Worlds. In fact, the Imperial Fists and the Iron Warriors have always been short of men."

Perturabo sighed. You know, the problem for the Iron Warriors now is not whether they can work or not, but whether they can do enough. Otherwise, when they came to this universe, they would have brought at least tens or even hundreds of thousands of offspring with them. But it was not like this. They could only bring some offspring who were on rest.

"I……"

Guilliman was about to say something when Dorn stretched out his hand and looked up at the starry sky.

"Let's stop talking here."

"We have guests!"

Dorn stood up. In the distance of the resistance star field, a powerful force was tearing apart the barrier between the subspace and the physical world. This was the result of the evil god himself.

It seems that Nurgle is really angry!

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Chapter 362: Erebus: I want more, more! All of them!

Resistance Galaxy.

This is a galaxy that is basically the same as the solar system, except that a ninth planet, Dorne, has been born.

On the outskirts of the resistance system, Dorn constantly shifted along its predetermined trajectory. A masterpiece of the Iron Warriors, Imperial Fists, and Ultramarines, this planet was considerably smaller than the others, and due to time constraints, it was not completed. But this still couldn't diminish the defensive power of the planet. As the first line of defense, it was garrisoned by millions of Imperial Fists, affiliated daemons, and a large number of mortal troops.

In the vast universe in the distance, the dark physical universe was suddenly torn open with a huge hole. Although this was far from the big crack, it was enough to accommodate the overwhelming Nurgle army.

Guilliman and Perturabo had never imagined that Nurgle would choose to attack head-on. They had already prepared for the fall of planets in the galaxy, and even the Primarchs had prepared various backup plans, but the current situation made them worried and suspicious.

"Robert Guilliman!"

The psychic voice of Nurgle spread throughout the entire galaxy in an instant. The physical universe's aversion to the creatures of the Warp greatly reduced the combat effectiveness of Nurgle's army. However, because of the fate of Kugath, the morale of Nurgle's army soared. In addition, Nurgle's kind father led the army himself, which made countless demons roar madly. They wanted to let Guilliman taste what happened to Kugath!

The power of Nurgle directly cast a green mist over the entire galaxy. Planet after planet lost contact with the resistance star, the astronomical torch extinguished, and darkness descended! But it was only for a moment, and the golden glimmer appeared, making the corruption of Nurgle seem to press the pause button. It was the power of the Yellow God and the gods of the Empire!

"Looks like they're looking for you."

Perturabo joked, with a deep worry on his brow.