Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

The proud children of Father Nurgle have betrayed him, and these strange Fists of the Empire have turned into solid blocks of granite!

That’s right, granite!

Dorne looked at the chaotic and corrupted creatures covering Dorne, which were constantly turning into granite. The planet was madly transforming those chaotic demons. Dorne seemed to have its own will, and every vibration was a breath.

Each time, the chaos-corrupted creations would quickly turn to stone.

One floor, two floors, three floors!

The larger planet of Dorne, surrounded by the Nurgle army, once again roared throughout the Warp.

"I am Rogal Dorn!"

"Destroy the enemies of the empire!"

The roaring voice of Dorne continued to echo among the Nurgle army.

The Nurgle demon armies in the surrounding areas turned against them one after another. The descendants of the loving father did not understand why their colleagues, who wanted to make these blasphemous people pay the price in the previous second, turned their weapons against their families in the next second.

They wailed, trying to prove that they were the true Fists of the Emperor, that they were Rogal Dorn Benn.

On the other hand, they were completely unaware that their bodies had begun to turn into granite.

The Nurgle army outside Dorne turned into pieces of granite and then fell onto the planet.

The Nurgle soldiers on the outermost perimeter who were affected quickly and desperately stuffed the granite on their bodies into the mouths, stomachs, and intestines of the Nurgle demons in front of them!

Rogal Dorn's face was gloomy. He controlled the power to prevent the Iron Warriors from turning into granite.

At this time, the God of Earth and Wood was jumping around on the planet Dorne, and his eyes couldn't help but turn black.

If I had known this earlier, I would have come here on my own. Now look what has happened, I have gotten my brother involved.

When will this end?

……

"For the Yellow-skinned God!"

"For the Dark Phoenix!"

Son of the Emperor!

The loyal warriors of the Empire, led by Fabius, launched an attack on Angron's left flank.

Angron's eyelids twitched, and there appeared the Slaanesh army, once the Emperor's Children of 40k, now the Noise Marines.

Fabius seemed to have smelled something when he appeared here with the Emperor's children.

She took a deep breath.

The foul smell of balls.

The disgusting smell of chaos.

Fabius slowly raised the chainsaw sword in her hand, her eyes full of blood.

Why! You fucking bastards! Why!

Why should you still have balls and roots even if you have fallen?

Jealousy! Disgust! Disgust!

Fabius felt extremely disgusted! She lit up her chainsaw sword, blasphemous creation, chaos traitor, and disgusting thing with a halberd!

Fabius grinned grimly and pulled out a small bottle from her waist. Inside the bottle were several Imperial Fist balls, which she swallowed whole. The next moment, the power of her expression made her feel as if she had once again experienced the glory of being the Emperor's child.

Whether it was the Empire or his other cousins, Fabius knew that everyone was muttering about the Emperor's daughter behind his back... Bah! Who wouldn't want to regain the Emperor's glory? Who wouldn't want to gain the glory of the Yellow-skinned God and the Yellow-skinned Goddess?

But what has become of our own Primarchs now!

Dark Phoenix! God of Reproduction!

Fabius cannot tolerate it! The Emperor's daughters cannot tolerate it!

Bah! The Emperor's Son! Forget it, the Emperor's Daughter!

Fabius looked at the noise warriors who were carrying various musical instruments. She stared at the crotch of those guys, and now she had only one idea.

Their balls are very nutritious!

"For the Emperor! For the Yellow-skinned God! Kill them!"

【Seize their halberds! 】

The last sentence was Fabius' inner voice. She roared wildly, and from her mouth emanated the blessings (curses!) of the Black Phoenix.

These curses take effect immediately!

A Slaanesh warrior in front of him fell directly from the Slaanesh pony. He looked at his bulging belly in horror, and his warhorse also fell to the ground. The whole Slaanesh pony began to wail, "It's time to give birth! It's time to give birth!"

Fabius rushed over in an instant and beheaded the damn Slaanesh demon with one blow. Then a Noise Warrior started to play the instrument blessed by Slaanesh, which was pleasing to the heart. Fabius's face turned painful. She looked ferocious and raised her bolter. The bolter bullet from the Loyal Yellow God directly broke through the Noise Warrior's head, and the huge head exploded. This scene stunned the Chaos!

Why! This great blessing has no effect on these Space Marines?

How could it not work?

This damned power of chaos rushed into Fabius's mind, reminding him of his past as a man, expeditions, the glory of the empire, and praise...

But all this was shattered by the curse of the Lord of Pleasure and the inaction of his own Primarch!

Pleasurable?

Do you think it's a pleasure for me to be stabbed?

Fabius' eyes were red, as were countless Emperor's daughters. The power of joy made them feel like they were taking stimulants.

Fabius looked at these damn guys with hatred, and finally she pulled out the blue can.

Those are the balls of the Ultramarines' cousins.

Power! Endless power!

Fabius closed her eyes, and at this moment she felt her halberd growing back!

"The skull is sacrificed to the throne, the blood is sacrificed to the God Emperor!"

"Yellow-skinned God! Long live!!!!!!!"

Fabius raised the chainsword in his hand and roared.

Then she turned into a flash of lightning and rushed straight in.

"Let you have a broken halberd!"

Angron observed the movements of Fabius. He looked at Fabius frantically trying to grab the halberd and immediately withdrew his gaze.

Well... we don't need the war dog chef sent to the Emperor's Daughter!

401

Chapter 401: Lord of Steel: Humph! Even the Iron Warriors can get the Royal Fist without me!

Dantioch.

Son of Perturabo.

As the only Iron Warrior sent back, he felt that he had lost all his honor.

In the 30K universe, Dantioch was sitting on a boat. He knew that the Lord of Steel was at the edge of the galaxy, taking over the Great Crusade from the Great Father.

Several months of sailing made Dantioch very worried. He now wanted to know what the situation was like for the God of Earth and Wood.

After thinking for more than ten minutes, Dantioch decided to let go of the thoughts in his mind. After all, it was useless to think about anything now.

Soon, Dantioch arrived in this new world.

The descendants of the second father warmly welcomed Dantioch.

Although they are also Iron Warriors, these descendants of the Lord of Steel are not as active as the descendants of the God of Earth and Wood, but the current situation is slightly better.

Just like...

"Hahahaha! Brother, Second Father will be back in two days."

"What did Second Father do?"

Dantioch knew that he had come back to ask for help. What if he went back and the god of earth was corrupted by Nurgle? Dantioch felt extremely painful when he thought of this. Even if his father turned into Dornestone... forget it, he should just think positively.

"Second Father discovered that many of First Father's descendants had gone to work for the Imperial Fists, and he wanted to bring them back."

"Didn't Second Father know that the Iron Warriors often work there?"

The iron warrior in front of him clearly knew what Dantioch was thinking.

"I'm telling you this in secret."

The Iron Warrior leaned close to Dantioch's ear and whispered.

"Second Father said that the Imperial Fists are all FWs! He plans to bring the Imperial Fists warriors here for a transformation, and have us Iron Warriors go over and properly build the empire for the Imperial Fists. Let them see what art is."

Wait? What do you mean, transform the Imperial Fists? What can be transformed in the Imperial Fists?

Wait! The Lord of Steel wouldn't take advantage of Rogal Dorn's absence to...

"You'll know next thing!"

The Iron Warrior dropped Dantioch straight down from the space elevator. What did he see?

Blasphemy! Such blasphemy!

How could the Lord of Steel do this!

Dantioch looked at the scene in front of him, and his eyes darkened.

On the huge square below, countless seemingly dead Imperial Fists were locked in cages, their eyes dim, while Iron Warriors were conducting... sculpture teaching in front of them?

When an Iron Warrior handed a small statue of Rogal Dorn to an Imperial Fist, Dantioch saw the Imperial Fist utter some extremely harsh words.

When the elevator door opened.

"Duel! I'm dueling you on behalf of Lord Dorne!"

"Put it down! This is our project! I'm going to report everything here to Malcador and the Yellow-skinned Body!"

Dantioch turned his gaze towards his brother.

"Ahem, this planet originally belonged to the Imperial Fists, but... it was invaded by aliens and Chaos demons, so we Iron Warriors came here to help them out of kindness."

"?"

An invasion of aliens and Chaos demons? Really? Dantioch's scrutinizing gaze made the Iron Warrior in front of him feel very embarrassed.

"What aliens and chaos demons?"

"Brother Dantioch! Don't listen to him! He's talking nonsense!"

An Imperial Fist with sharp ears heard what was said here and instantly became furious. What aliens and chaos demons were all directed and acted out by these bastards!

The Imperial Fists had finally taken over the planet and their project was halfway completed when the Lord of Steel arrived. He pointed at the yellow-skinned spirit in the water source and said it was the evil creation of the Lord of the Garden, and then he destroyed their project!

Can the Imperial Fist tolerate this?

What's even more outrageous is what happened later. The Lord of Steel said that the Imperial Fists' art appreciation was too low and locked them up directly. Then he asked the Iron Warriors to give them art appreciation classes every day!

What's more serious is that the Lord of Steel has now directly inserted his hand into the Imperial Fists, saying something like "brothers are one family, you are me and I am you", and in front of them he changed the Iron Warriors' paint scheme to that of the Imperial Fists, and then whole teams of Iron Warriors were stuffed into the Imperial Fists.

"..."

After learning what happened, Dantioch suddenly felt that it was a mistake to come to the Lord of Steel.

"What on earth are you going to do after Greatfather leaves?"

Dantioch finally asked the question.

"You can ask the Lord of Steel about this."

The Iron Warriors obviously didn't know what the Lord of Steel was going to do, but this was a good thing for the Iron Warriors. The project was completed, the work was done, and the honor of the Imperial Fists was gained, although these buildings were made of steel.

But it’s a win-win situation!

Dantioch waited in this world for nearly half a month.

The Lord of Steel then returned in his Iron Blood. When he learned that Dantioch had arrived, he immediately airdropped from the space orbit.

Dantioch stood on the ground and looked at the Lord of Steel who slowly walked out of the space capsule. Unlike his biological father, the Lord of Steel rarely smiled.