Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

"Dantioch."

The god of earth and wood called his descendants, and as Dantioch arrived, he threw a letter over.

"Deliver this to the Master of Steel in Olympia. Remember, only he can open it."

Just as Dantioch was stunned, the god of earth swung his hammer and beat Dantioch into a pulp. Seeing this, Guilliman covered his face.

"Isn't it too late to call for help now?"

"Rescue? Are you kidding? I'm leaving myself some things for the afterlife!"

Guilliman was stunned when he heard Perturabo's words. Although he knew the situation was critical, it couldn't be this critical!

"Idiot! Wait until you actually face the Gods of the Warp! Then you'll know!"

Perturabo sometimes couldn't help but sigh at the Eleventh Brother's big heart. As an older brother, if he fell, he could only rely on the Dark Phoenix in the end!

With the departure of Tumu and Dorn, Guilliman's expression finally became serious.

"Fulgrim hasn't come out yet?"

Guilliman asked.

Tarvitz shook his head. Although he knew what his father had gone to do, he was also worried because he hadn't come out for such a long time.

……

Frontline, Dorne.

The green was constantly rippling, and the entire granite group of Dorne was emitting a green and rotten smell when Perturabo and Dorne rushed over.

The Nurgle army has not attacked yet.

But the might of Nurgle has already overwhelmed them.

Tumu held a war hammer in his hand. The Iron Blood did not follow them. The orbital cannon in space was just temporarily pulled over from Guilliman. When shells and light spears were fired one after another, the green tide was only covered with sporadic spots of light.

It was a scene even more despairing than the Tyranids. The sky was covered with a green wave that overwhelmed the entire galaxy, which was insignificant under the wave of Nurgle's army.

But the Iron Warriors have no fear! The Imperial Fists will not retreat!

The Emperor's Children were right behind them, fighting alongside them. This was an unprecedented honor.

"For! Humanity!"

Rogal Dorn raised his hands and roared.

"For! The Empire!"

Endless lightning flashed from Perturabo's body.

"For! The Yellow-skinned God!"

Accompanied by two people speaking in unison!

The planet Dorne burst out with powerful golden light!

"I am Rogal Dorn!"

Even in this soundless universe, the granite planet of Dorne roared with fury! The green wave at the forefront erupted in turmoil, and countless Nurgle demons immediately turned and rushed towards their own people, but more Nurgle demons pushed them back.

The loving Father is watching behind them!

This time, no matter who comes from the Warp Gods! Even if the damned come in person! They can't withstand the wrath of the loving father!

"Forward! Forward! Forward!"

Dorne's orders were issued quickly, and the entire planet of Dorne seemed to have its own consciousness, retreating instead of advancing, and rushed into the army of Nurgle!

Rain of decay.

Endless corrosive rain fell on Dorne.

Nurglings and filth demons descended from the atmosphere.

Stinky can, devil, great unclean one.

Can you win?

How could I lose!

Even though Dorne is an unbuilt planet, it was still built with the painstaking efforts of 30,000 Iron Warriors and 40,000 Imperial Fists!

This is a large slaughterhouse!

The Iron Warriors guarded one key passage after another. The Nurgle demon army fell from the sky, one by one falling to the earth. Death gave birth to new demons, and the ever-spreading rotten things tried to pour into the death fortress built for them by the Iron Warriors and the Imperial Fists.

The super-heavy demon bolter was pushed out for the first time, and the demons stuffed with bullets cursed madly, just because they were disposable consumables.

Chaos Demons were shot out one after another, and each one could take away a group of Nurgle Demons. For the first time, the Nurgle Demons felt the breath of death.

An Iron Warrior was blocking the passage while praising the God of Earth and Wood. The Nurgle army that was crowding in was so dense that their flesh and blood were rotting on the ground. The rotten blood was flowing under his feet, and the demons in the park on his body were roaring madly.

"Back off! Back off! Our strength is almost gone!"

"Mortal! Release us! Back off quickly!"

The demons in the park frantically persuaded the Iron Warriors to leave, but the Iron Warriors remained unmoved.

When the first campus demon lost its voice, the Iron Warrior drew the chainsword from his waist. He looked at his cousin, an Imperial Fist who was pinned to the wall beside him and looked like he was barely breathing.

He pressed the last of his demonic force field against him.

"Go back! Go back!"

"I am the Iron Warrior! Steel inside and out! Long live Perturabo!"

The Imperial Fists looked with heavy eyes at the Iron Warrior who rushed into the Nurgle army alone, and he swallowed the saliva in his throat.

"Fuck you, Iron Warriors!"

"Don't even think about stealing our Imperial Fists' achievements!"

"I am a son of Dorne! I am Rogal Dorn!"

The Imperial Fist pulled out the thorn in his chest with force. His eyes were red, and then he rushed forward directly behind the Iron Warrior.

"Idiots! They're really a bunch of idiots!"

The demon in the park cursed while trying his best to provide his spiritual energy.

"Hahahaha!"

"For my loving father!"

"Join our family!"

The laughter and cheers of the Nurgle army disgusted the demons in the park.

One minute.

Just one minute.

The Iron Warriors and the Imperial Fists were killed by Nurgle's army, and the only thing that survived was the demonic force field on the Imperial Fists.

The park devil looked at the two idiots and didn't understand why they couldn't just take a step back in this situation?

Do you have to act on impulse?

The demon in the park watched as a Nurgling jumped onto the Iron Warrior and tried to absorb the Iron Warrior's soul, accompanied by bursts of wailing.

The park demon laughed grimly.

"For the Yellow-skinned God! Death to Chaos!"

The demon in the park exploded, and the entire space instantly became much quieter. The Nurgle demon army looked at the demon that seemed to have self-destructed in shock. Why would a demon from the Warp help humans?

……

Perturabo narrowed his eyes and looked at the failed battle lines on Dorne, and he clenched his warhammer.

"It seems this rotten thing wants to defeat us head-on."

Dorn points out Nurgle's intentions.

"But judging by the overall trend of the demon army, they will bypass us."

Perturabo pointed to both sides of Dorne, where the Nurgle army had left its main force, and the remaining torrents on both sides attacked the planets behind.

"Do you think Finus and the others can stop them?"

"I don't know, but I believe him."

Facing Dorn's doubts, Perturabo shook his head. After all, he really didn't know.

But as long as they are here, we will be like a nail that can be nailed here!

"Send out the Demonic Auxiliary Group."

Dorn watched his descendants die one after another with a look of great pain on his face, something that had never happened since the Imperial Fists returned from him.

"Wait a little longer, they can still hold on."

The expression of the God of Earth and Wood was very gloomy.

Only Dorn knew how painful it was for Perturabo to watch his own offspring die!

Thinking of this, Dorn looked at the endless Nurgle army in the image.

"Father, Erebus! You have to hurry up!"

……

time is life!

But how much time do you have left for yourself?

Erebus didn't know, he believed in Perturabo, he believed in Guilliman!

He believes in himself even more!

This isn't 30K's own universe; sacrifices are inevitable!

Magnus was pale beside him. He had never used his power so ostentatiously in someone else's territory. Even though Nurgle had left, this was Nurgle's territory after all, so Magnus was still under great pressure.

Right in front of Erebus, a group of yellow-skinned spirits and Alpharius were guiding the Lord of Psi-Power.

That's right!

Alpharius and Omega started planning in 40K very early on!

As the Space Marines who love to fight alone and carry out espionage missions the most among the 20 legions in the Empire, they have long been no longer limited by whether they are human or not. As long as it is for the future of mankind, even if you tell Alpharius that there is a pile of feces in front of them, they dare to turn into feces and lie on the side of the road waiting for the day when they are activated!

Omega kept opening the Legion's flags in the Garden of Nurgle. When one after another Nurgle demons who believed in the Yellow God emitted a faint glow of psychic energy, Magnus' pale face became even paler.

"You two bastards! You're not going to arrange for my descendants to be yours, are you?"

Omega's eyelid twitched.

"Ahem, the arrangements are uncertain, but is there a possibility that your offspring will join us?"

Magnus suddenly wanted to throw Omega down.

"Tell me which legion has the most followers in Alpharius?"

"confidential!"

"If you don't tell me, I'll throw you down!"

"The Luna Wolves, the Thousand Sons, and the Emperor's Children, there are quite a few Word Bearers as well. We only send people from the Imperial Fists, Iron Warriors, and Ultramarines. After all, we mainly exchange intelligence. The Thousand Sons and Luna Wolves are the ones who are taken advantage of."

Omega was scared for a second. After all, they were all brothers. He knew that if he didn't tell the truth, Magnus would definitely throw him down. He didn't feel like he owed a debt. The debt of favor to Mortarion was not so easy to repay!

"found it!"

Magnus' eyes lit up.

Erebus perked up at Magnus' words.

"Draconian!"

Hearing Erebus' words, Draconian revealed his true form and then spit out several black star torches.

As Draconian spit out several black star torches, the black star torches floated directly around and began to obscure the surrounding space.

Magnus and Erebus looked out over the corrupted walled garden.

A rich breath of life continuously emanates from there.