Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

"Kill them!"

Greyfax's words instantly froze the situation to its absolute maximum.

"What the hell! Who are you calling a Chaos Demon?"

"Fuck you! Do you have any shame? Are you qualified to be a judge in this state?"

The demons in the park erupted in rage upon hearing Greyfax's slander. "Who are you, Chaos Demon? Have some shame? Heretics collaborating with the aliens!"

406

Chapter 406: Who can control this pervert?

Luther never thought that the first thing he would do after arriving at the joint fleet would be to quarrel with each other.

and.

The Emperor's martyred demons pointed out that these 40K guys actually cooperated with the aliens.

And these 40K guys accuse them of being Chaos.

But when the martyred demons revealed the miracles of the Yellow-skinned God, the other side said that this was the evil secret art of chaos.

The angry martyred demons roared and wanted to tear these guys to pieces.

Luther covered his head, and at the signal of his eyes, Angelte kicked the demon directly.

In the past, everyone would have killed Luther and his gang immediately, but now, with the Necron fleet outside watching covetously, and they have the mission to save the Primarch of the Empire, they have the patience to find out what these Chaos gangs are trying to do.

"This is the Emperor's order!"

Luther flashed his Inquisition badge.

Just as Kaul and others were thinking about what the purpose of a badge was.

The badge emitted a golden light that blinded the eyes of everyone present.

Celestine, the living saint of the empire, immediately felt the aura of the Divine Emperor. The light was even more warm! That’s right, it was warm!

Apart from the difference in temperature, Celestine was sure that this was the power of the God-Emperor.

"Snapped!"

Celestine knelt down in seconds!

Amaritch and Greyfax were also very surprised to see Celestine kneeling down in the blink of an eye.

"I think you are Chaos!"

Greyfax cursed, she had long been dissatisfied with this so-called living saint.

"You are a bunch of Chaos running dogs!"

Greyfax raised the bolter in his hand and immediately tried to pull the trigger.

But she suddenly felt a slight chill on her neck, and a Night Lord placed his lightning claws on the Inquisitor's neck.

when?

Everyone was thinking.

At this moment when the situation was tense.

"Listen..."

Luther no longer has the patience to play the game of who is the alien and who is the heretic with these guys. If he doesn't bring the Black Stone to the Resistance Planet quickly, what if that Nurgle runs away?

"This isn't a request, this is an order!"

Luther roared.

"If you wish to see the Primarch dead."

"Then let's just drag it out!"

Luther sat back and a park demon crawled over to him.

The threat is a definite threat.

"How can we help you?"

Celestine asked.

“Pull the goods!”

"Handling goods?"

Celestine was a little confused.

Luther's eyes darkened, and he pointed at the countless Necron warships outside.

"That's right, it's transporting goods!"

"So all your ships have been requisitioned!"

Luther waved his hand in an attempt to finalize the matter.

"I have a question, how can we trust you?"

Amarichi asked.

Luther sighed.

"Angeltai, come and ask for help from a god!"

Angerta sighed.

"Tell me which Primarch you wish to see?"

Amarichi snorted coldly when he saw Angertai speaking so recklessly.

"Lord Rogal Dorn!"

Faced with Amarichi's words, Angertai's face darkened.

And Angertai's situation directly confirmed to Amarichi that the group of people in front of him definitely had some hidden secrets!

He conveyed the order to fight and battle through the communication.

"Don't look for me when you get beaten up later!"

Anglete muttered.

Accompanied by Angerte's shaman-like movements and obscure language.

A piece of granite appeared in front of everyone?

Wait, why granite?

Amaritch stared silently at the granite in front of him. He couldn't let it go for a long time, because he really felt Rogal Dorn's aura and the throbbing of his own gene seed from this stone. But a piece of granite? Telling this to others...

"I am Rogal Dorn."

"Ahem! Hey, hey, hey! Angertai, you little brat, can you please stop looking for me at this time! You are Perturabo! You are Rogal Dorn! You are! Don't go over there! Give me back my gloves!"

"Tell me what happened quickly! Otherwise I'll report you to Erebus!"

Although Amaleki did not hear Dorn's voice, he could undoubtedly feel the familiarity of it. The person who spoke was Rogal Dorn, the father of his own Primarch.

"My lord, I was asked to summon you to prove our loyalty!"

Angertai started to report it on the spot.

"Which bastard is so bored? Stop those Iron Warriors, damn! Don't let them kill us! Pull them back! Pull them back quickly! That's a big demon!"

"I'm having some trouble here! You guys deal with it first, I won't play with you anymore!"

Dorn hung up the phone directly. If he couldn't handle such a small matter, how could he be called a Word Bearer?

When the Dornish Stone calmed down.

Angeltai looked at Amarichi, and Amarichi felt like he was about to break out in a cold sweat, but then came ecstasy.

Guilliman is alive! My own father is alive too!

What does this mean!

The age of the Primarchs has arrived!

Amaritch still remembers the words of the Black Warmaster Abaddon.

The era of the Primarchs has passed, and now two Primarchs suddenly appear. Why would the father of their own Primarch get together with the Iron Warriors?

Just when Amarichi was puzzled.

"Now tell me if you are loyal!!"

Seeing this, Luther stepped forward and asked.

Loyalty must be loyalty! Anyone who is not loyal will be killed!

Amarichi's expression was very calm, and then he looked at the others. When Kohl and Greyfax saw Greyfax's threatening look, they nodded directly.

"Then deliver the goods to me now!"

Luther roared!

……

"Angron! Look, this represents courage, and this represents strength! Which one do you prefer?"

"Karn! Kahn! Look at Angron's favorite offspring. Do you want supreme combat power? Just chop any Nurgle demon to pieces!"

Angron looked at the perverted thing. He grabbed the angel's wings. After pulling out a few hairs, he looked at the angel with despair.

[Has the Blood God always been like this?]

[Don’t ask, I’m very annoyed now! ]

The angel felt a little sad when he saw Angron pulling out the feathers on his wings again. When Angron threw the feathers on the ground, a red light flashed.

“How can you litter?”

The Blood God lay on the ground holding the angel's feather in his hand.

[Brother, you saw it! I really want to kill him! ]

The angel covered his face, he felt that he was not safe anywhere!

Angron looked at the Blood God with a very stern expression. He was wondering whether he should have a fight with this pervert right now.

After a long time, Angron gave up. After all, the Blood God's target was still the angel. If it didn't work, he could just sacrifice the angel and not let him come looking for him!

So who can control this pervert?

407

Chapter 407: The second phase of the Big CS Plan is launched!

"For Angron!"

"For the Yellow-skinned God!"

So what is the situation now?

Tarvitz moved forward like a maggot frantically. Behind him was Fabius, and the rest were several warriors of the Emperor's Daughter. They now had only one thought in mind, which was to crawl quickly!

Behind them, a Slaanesh Daemon was looking at them with lustful eyes.

Is this reliable?

This is so damn unreliable!

Why did summoning a Tzeentch Daemon also summon an angel? Summoning an angel would be fine, because at least they are one of our own, but what the hell is being summoned now! Damn! A Slaanesh Daemon!

Secret Keeper!

The Slaanesh demons are roaring madly.

The war dogs and the Holy Blood Guards were trying to stop this group of damned Slaanesh demons, but whether intentionally or unintentionally, they released the Slaanesh Keeper.

No!

Tears were almost falling from Tarvitz and Fabius's eyes. They felt like they were going crazy. That dangling thing was about to stick to their backs!