Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

"I think he might have been intimidated by the aura of Draconian and you, boy."

Draconian said something that he himself didn't believe.

"You just said you'll give me whatever I want?"

Erebus turned his head back and asked.

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Chapter 366 Who do you think you are!

No matter what kind of conspiracy Aisha has now, Erebus has no way to control it!

After all, for Erebus, the biggest problem now is how to take this Eldar goddess out.

When Erebus led Aisha to the edge of the small garden, he saw Magnus biting his fingers and fell silent for a moment.

"you will not……"

"Erebus, listen to my explanation."

Magnus instantly lost his composure when he saw Erebus's eyes that looked like he saw a piece of trash. After all, he really had no other options now. He tried his best, but this was not a problem that could be solved by his efforts!

"FW!"

Erebus had a look of ridicule on his face.

"Can you come out?"

When Aisha heard Erebus asking her if she could get out, she quickly shook her head. If she could get out, how could she still stay in here and be a medicine bottle every day!

Aisha dreams of getting out, but she completely cannot get out. This is the cage set for her by Nurgle. This is her hell!

Compared to the hell of Nurgle, are there other hells?

"What should I do?"

Erebus asked.

This sentence stumped Magnus. After all, he had vowed that anything related to psychic power could be solved in minutes. Magnus was just bragging, but the problem was not solved.

No one could enter, not even the gods of the Warp, and everyone except this guy Erebus could only watch.

Aisha couldn't get out. Coming out would be worse than death. She would be discovered instantly by Nurgle, Slaanesh and the Lord of the Garden. No, there might even be the Lord of Pleasure. And there was another Aisha in their universe waiting for the Lord of Pleasure to devour her. An Eldar god was targeted by four Chaos Gods. Magnus suddenly had a headache.

But this won't work! If they stay here forever, the Garden Master will notice their movements and Aisha won't be able to stay!

No! We have to find a way! We have to find a way!

Magnus thought quickly, and finally he came up with a perfect solution.

"Erebus, how about you ask for a god?"

Magnus asked cautiously.

"...I'll invite your father!"

Erebus pushed Aisha away from behind him and walked out directly with Draconian in his arms.

Kill your little grandson first!

……

Resistance Star.

Difficult! Difficult! Too difficult!

Guilliman had never been so sad. As Nurgle's target this time, he never thought that he would have to sit here and watch his brothers fight for his life. This feeling was really unpleasant!

Seeing that his father was worried, Calgar wanted to stand up and comfort his father for a moment, but as soon as he stood up, Guilliman and Auguston put a hand on Calgar's shoulder each.

"Calga, are you tired?"

Calgar was confused for a moment. Could you two please move your hands away from me first?

"Lord Guilliman, not tired."

Calgar quickly expressed his loyalty.

"Calgar!"

Guilliman frowned, wondering how this child could be so ignorant.

"You can just call me dad!"

When Calgar heard Guilliman's words, tears welled up in his eyes. As Ultramarines, they should be rational and sensible people, but facing these words spoken to him by the father of the Primarch himself, even Calgar felt warm in his heart.

"Little guy, if you have any difficulties, just tell us. We will help you no matter what happens."

Auguston looked at Calga's moved expression and quickly added fuel to the fire. Calga looked at this senior who lived ten thousand years ago, and his mood was indescribable!

"No! Auguston! For the Five Hundred Worlds, I am willing to die!"

"Well, don't die yet, show me these documents first!"

Auguston quickly patted Calgar's shoulder, then waved his hand. Calgar saw countless demon servants walking in with countless documents in their hands.

Something seems wrong!

Karga looked at the two people who were chatting together again. He touched his head and it seemed that nothing was wrong.

Guilliman and Auguston breathed a sigh of relief as they watched Calgar sit down and get back to work.

Fortunately it was not discovered.

"Father, is it really necessary to send a Macragge for support?"

Auguston asked.

"No need. Throwing the ships out now will affect our deployment on the planet. I trust them."

Guilliman said that the savings of the five hundred worlds could finally come in handy at this moment. As the richest star region in the empire, Guilliman’s only thought now was how to maximize the benefits of the resources!

"The Ultramarines and the Word Bearers have arranged everything, but..."

Before Auguston could finish his worries, the alarm sounded in the command room, and Chaos had sneaked in!

"Auguston!"

Guilliman roared.

Auguston stood up instantly, and Calgar also stood up at this time. Calgar could not be absent from such an honor of protecting the Primarch!

"None of your business! Sit down and get to work!"

Auguston looked at Calga who stood up and pushed him down again!

Inside a village on the planet.

The Death Guard leader, Typhon, smiled as he looked at the mortal who was looking at him in horror, and he directly stabbed the sickle into the mortal's body.

"Hahahaha! Accept the greatness of your loving father!"

Typhons laughed, but as he laughed he couldn't laugh anymore.

The mortals who should have been corrupted were now dying. Regarding this situation, Typhons remained silent. Sure enough, there was something strange about this planet.

But it didn't matter, because this time he didn't come alone.

Typhon looked at the soldiers around him. In addition to the green, bloated, smelly cans, there was also support from the Black Legion.

Iron Warriors, Night Lords, Sons of Horus and Enchanted Warriors!

"Come! Let us make a way for the loving Father!"

Typhons smiled.

"Yo!"

"Look! Look who this is!"

"Isn't this Typhons, the Soul Master of the Death Guard?"

Typhon swung his scythe, but there was no one there where the sound came from.

"Introduce yourself."

"I am Azak Ahriman, Legion Master of the Thousand Sons."

"Of course you can also call me the Guide."

Ahriman, wearing red power armor, slowly appeared. Although Magnus did not come, he still sent his most loyal legion commander over out of concern for Guilliman, the psychic idiot.

Ahriman? Typhon laughed. Who the hell are you?

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Chapter 367 Typhon and Typhon!

What is loyalty!

Sacrificing for humanity is loyalty!

What is bravery? Facing a powerful enemy without fear is bravery!

Ahriman looked at the traitors thrown by Nurgle. Although he had tried his best to build the psychic defense of the entire planet into an iron wall, this was Nurgle after all!

Not to mention that Ahriman is now a lesser god, even if his father Magnus were to come, he would be hung up and beaten.

So Ahriman didn't care about the sudden appearance of the traitor and could even accept it!

"Iron Warriors, Death Guard, Shadows... Sons of Horus, and Night Lords?"

"How dare you come here with just these few people?"

Ahriman found it a little funny, but Typhon also laughed for a moment as he looked at the lonely Ahriman.

"My psychic power is no worse than yours! What can you do to fight us alone?"

Ahriman looked at Typhons in astonishment. He didn't understand who gave this guy the courage to say such words. Who said he was just a human being?

Which eye of yours can tell you're a human? As expected, joining chaos makes your brain less effective.

"You said I was alone?"

Ahriman sighed.

"You come here, this guy?"

Along with Ahriman's sigh, Typhon saw several figures appear in front of him, and the extremely familiar face in front of him made Typhon stunned. This was the Elder of Souls, Typhon!

Typhon gripped the sickle and looked at himself in front of him, whose face was covered with pus-filled sores.

"How ugly."

Typhon complained.

"..."

Typhon never thought that Typhon would say that he was ugly the first time he saw him. This made Typhon feel insulted.

"What do you know, you idiot!"

"you……"

"Mr. Legion Commander, please sign this. The Pale Lord doesn't have time right now. This batch of supplies needs to be shipped out from here."

Just when Typhon wanted to show off his achievements after joining the Father, he saw a Death Guard take out a list and quickly handed it to Typhon, and Typhon felt like he was hallucinating.

Legion Commander? Wait, what legion commander?

Are you saying that the idiot on the opposite side is the commander of the Death Guard?

How can this be?

"I'm not the Legion Commander! The Legion Commander is Mortarion! The Pale Lord! Erebus! No, you have to give the position of Legion Commander directly to Ahriman next to you!"

"Don't take me with you! The Death Guard and the Ultramarines have the most official business to attend to right now! I don't want to get involved in your affairs!"

When Ahriman heard that he was going to be the commander of the Death Guard, his face suddenly changed.

"Brother! We are all good brothers! Aren't we? Come here..."

"enough!"