Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

Open your eyes and speak in plain words, but Siegel said that the big devil is good! He needs the big devil now.

"Great Lord Carlos, I just received a message from the Lord of Change, but did he say that you need to hand over something?"

Siegel tilted his head and his electronic eyes flashed a dangerous red light.

Hand over something?

I don't know! Carlos was bewildered. He looked at the huge thing behind Siegel, the thing that was hanging towards the sky. For a moment, Carlos was a little stunned. What kind of blasphemous thing was that? Could this priest in front of him be a believer in Slaanesh?

Could it be that the 30K Empire has already played along with the gods of the Warp?

Forget it, just build a portal here, make some trouble, and let Tzeentch bless you.

"Stupid humans!"

"Hahahahahaha!"

"Come and accept the ever-changing power of our Lord!"

Just as Carlos expected, he dropped the scepter in his hand heavily to the ground, and several subspace portals opened directly. He couldn't wait to see the terrified eyes of these guys!

"Kill them! Destroy this place..."

Carlos of Tzeentch turned his head and saw a Carlos who looked exactly like him.

"Benefactor!"

When Carlos, the Lord of Change, saw the guy in front of him, he didn't know what to say for a moment. After all, the Lord of Change came here to help the egg-hunting machine to add energy, but this machine related to the Emperor's Daughter, what kind of interesting thing would its operating mode be? When Carlos, the Lord of Change, saw Carlos of this universe for the first time.

He knew that his balls were saved!

"Gah! It's broken!"

420

Chapter 420: Do you want Aisha? Trade me the golden egg!

Can't beat it!

The Pale Lord was almost out of his soul, so he just lay on the ground, not wanting to move even if he died. In fact, he really wanted to die now. If so, he would not have to work for the rest of his life. Thinking of this, the Pale Lord spat out a mouthful of blood.

The sickle of the model worker was placed on the ground and had long been broken into pieces, but his condition was still good.

Rogal Dorn had a broken arm and his power gauntlet was missing, while Perturabo was impaled on a piece of granite, with a big hole in his chest.

The Wolf Lord, the Red Veil Lord, and the Steel Lord were also breathing their last breaths.

The Pale Lord tried to get up from the ground, but the effort he put in made it impossible for him to get up at all.

So strong...

This is what the Pale Lord is thinking now, so if the gods of the Supreme Heaven are so powerful, how can they win?

At this time, Nurgle's clone was looking at the 30K Primarchs and the Primarchs of another line in the audience.

A huge granite stone pierced through his head and came out from under his butt. He never thought that Rogal Dorn would be so disgusting and actually raped him in the ass from Dorne. One of his arms was broken by Dorne, and there was an indelible flame of revenge on his stomach. There were traces of being scorched by lightning from the inside out. These damn things were really hard to kill!

But it all has to end.

Nurgle's clone has already felt that his original body has walked out of the warp crack.

before this.

Nurgle's clone threw a small portion of his power onto the Death Lord who was still unconscious on the ground.

When the Death Lord raised his eyes, he looked at the corpses scattered all around him, and a thick green poisonous gas emanated from his mouth.

"Kill them, my descendants! Kill them!"

Nurgle's clone said to the Death Lord who had already stood up.

The Death Lord concentrated, looking at the Primarchs lying on the ground, a smile on his face.

"It seems that I won in the end!"

The Lord of Death walked up to the Pale Lord and spoke.

He struck the Pale Lord's ankle with the Scythe of Death, and the Pale Lord cried out in pain.

Then the Pale Lord raised a middle finger.

"Do you think I'm an idiot?"

The Pale Lord said sarcastically.

"You think I have no backup plan?"

The Lord of Death hesitated slightly in the face of the Pale Lord's words.

FW Of course he didn't! If the Pale Lord had one, how could he lie here and let the Lord of Death insult him!

If only there were!

He would have killed this bastard a long time ago!

"Death to heretics!"

With a roar, the Lord of Steel raised the hammer in his hand with all his strength and smashed it towards the Lord of Death with his last bit of strength.

Accompanied by a flash of green light.

The Pale Lord watched as the Lord of Steel's arms were cut off by the Lord of Death.

"You think you can kill me!!!!"

The Death Lord kicked the Lord of Steel aside, raising dust on the ground.

He aimed his scythe at the Pale Lord again.

"Now you're begging me for mercy."

The Lord of Death feels great now!

"is it?"

A cold voice sounded, and the Death Lord quickly turned around, but just as he was halfway back, a pair of large hands pressed his head directly to the ground, and it slammed madly against the granite. The Death Lord did not react.

Such a fast guy with such great power.

There is only one for now!

"Fake Emperor!!!!"

The Death Lord let out his own wails.

He struggled desperately to get up, but the huge gap in strength prevented him from getting up at all.

"Look, he calls me dad."

Erebus raised his head and looked at the Lord of Humanity of 40K beside him with an innocent face.

The Lord of Mankind looked at his silly son and for a moment he didn't know whether he should sigh or feel helpless that this guy had become extremely stupid after being infected by Chaos.

all in all.

The Lord of Mankind turned his head.

"Nurgle."

The Lord of Mankind spoke.

"The Cursed One!"

The somewhat weak Nurgle hesitated after seeing the Lord of Mankind. In his current state, he could not defeat this cursed psychic body, at least not now.

"Let's make a deal."

The Lord of Mankind opens His hands.

"explain."

Nurgle hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"You take the Lord of Death away."

The Lord of Mankind spoke to this Nurgle clone.

In fact, the Lord of Mankind made great concessions, but this was still not enough in the eyes of Nurgle's clone.

"The situation is favorable to me now. Do you think I can agree to this condition?"

In response to Nurgle's words, the Emperor snorted coldly, "Can you agree to this?"

How could you not agree?

"You've lost your wife, your home, and you also want to lose your son!"

"Eat him Erebus!"

A question mark popped up in Erebus's head. What does it mean to eat him? Erebus? I'm not a dog. I'll eat you just because you tell me to. What do you think I am?

"Nurgle! Do you think you can beat me or the CS behind me now?"

Wait, excuse me, Lord of Mankind, you are being a bit presumptuous. What do you mean by the CS behind you?

Erebus raised the Draconian in his hand.

[Hit him, kid! Hit his ass to death!]

Draconian didn't seem to mind the small matter at this time, and kept encouraging Erebus to kill the old mummy quickly.

Erebas thought about it and finally chose to give up. After all, it was not good to suddenly turn against him. However, Erebas would remember this grudge!

"Okay, but next, you can't stop me from fighting another cosmic empire."

"In the coming war, you, the Cursed One, cannot take action, and neither can your Empire!"

The Nurgle clone tried to negotiate a good deal for himself.

"Of course, as you wish."

The Lord of Mankind waved his hand. He would not participate in any of the next battles, simply because he felt that the growth of his humanity was a good thing, but having too much humanity was not a good thing.

With the nod of Nurgle's clone, Erebus kicked the Death Lord under his feet and raised his middle finger at the guy.

"correct."

Erebus suddenly thought of something.

"If you want Elsa."

Erebus spoke.

"Then bring me the golden egg in exchange."

Erebus's words made Nurgle very puzzled.

Golden egg? Wait, what golden egg? How come I don’t know what golden egg I got?

"Of course you just have to trade with me. Otherwise, Aisha, I can't guarantee whether I will die or not!"

"You're threatening me!"

Nurgle's clone roared.

421

Chapter 421: Grandson of Nurgle!

Resistance Star.

Darkness, endless darkness.

The sun has gone out, and the waves of the Warp have caused the entire system to collapse.

The huge crack that looked like the Eye of Terror filled countless Warhammer 40K warriors with despair. They thought of Cadia and the huge abyss.

But... only the 30K CSs smiled with relief. The angel looked at the huge figure slowly stepping into the physical universe. He grabbed a handful of ash in the air, which was the remnant after Magnus' death.

"retreat!"

The angel gave the order.

The entire galaxy dimmed in an instant. The active sun lost its temperature instantly after Nurgle appeared. The breath of corruption turned the entire sun into a green, rotten and twisted creature. Similarly, except for some areas outside the resistance star, most stars were directly transformed into breeding grounds for evil creatures.