Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

Erebus covered his head with his hands. He didn't know who gave him the courage?

Blood God? So brave?

This is just a joke!

The subspace is a waste of time!

Erebus looked up and saw that just as he had thought, Lorgar had completely disappeared from the physical universe.

"Luojia..."

Horus couldn't accept Lorgar's death for a moment, but it was all understandable. After all, the gods of the empire were still too weak.

After all, Erebus and the Emperor had never thought that the Primarchs could really fight against the Warp Gods. They wanted the Primarchs to know the threat posed by the Warp Gods to humans.

Such a rapid increase in strength will make the Primarchs blindly confident.

And there is the Black Coffin, the Emperor and the Lord of Mankind of 40K to support it.

Lorga cannot die.

but……

……

"I want to die, my brothers!"

Lorgar looked at Perturabo and the Black Phoenix drinking tea and rolling on the ground with a look of despair.

"It's okay, it's okay. The Thousand Sons are all dead. I didn't record it for you."

Magnus tried to comfort Lorgar. After all, the countless phantoms behind him at that time attended that scene, which he felt was blasphemous. After thinking for a long time, he just asked a Word Bearer to record a video. That's right, the Thousand Sons did not record the video, and the ones who recorded it were all the Word Bearers.

Magnus's expression remained calm, but Lorgar's expression was obviously not good and even a little sad.

"Alright Luo Jia, father and the others are going to be eliminated, so put away your meaningless pride."

Magnus looked at Lorgar, who was squatting on the ground with a haggard face, and spoke directly.

"but."

Magnus looked at Lorgar again.

"How did you come up with the idea of ​​a goddess with black stockings, red eyes, white hair and yellow skin?"

When Lorgar heard Magnus' words, he immediately lowered his head and said, "What are you talking about! What are you talking about!"

I don't know! I was corrupted by the warp just now. I don't know anything! I don't know anything!

"what are you saying?"

Lorgar opened his eyes, intending to deny everything Magnus had said.

"That's it."

Magnus took out a video.

"How dare you say Qianzi didn't record it!"

"What does it have to do with me? You Word Bearers recorded it yourself! Who knew you did such a thing?"

Magnus looked at Lorgar who was rushing towards him. He was not panicked at all and even began to circle around the Dark Phoenix and Perturabo who were fighting on the ground!

"I'm going to kill you! Magnus! I'm going to kill you!"

"Your own stupidity, you're going to kill me if you don't go find Nurgle! You're a thing!"

Lorgar heard Magnus's taunting and kept silent. He just chased after Magnus and said, "Kill him! I must kill him today!"

……

"The funny character is out."

Erebus spoke while holding Draconian.

He looked back at Horus.

"Now it's time for the main event."

When Erebus finished speaking, countless Ultramarines walked out of the bunker. They moved forward slowly, and countless victorious soldiers gathered around the tall Smurf.

And next to it, stood the cornerstone of the empire, Rogal Dorn!

Horus suddenly felt a little suffocated. Guilliman was on board Dorne. Could it be that...

"What on earth are you doing?"

Horus raised his eyes and looked at Erebus.

"For your benefit, of course."

Erebus tilted his head.

"Nurgle! Great Clerical God of the Imperium of Man! I am here! I am here! If you wish to kill me! Come on! Coward!"

As soon as Guilliman appeared, he roared.

Though Guilliman's voice was faint and small, it was loud enough for Nurgle to hear.

Nurgle cast his gaze over, and the entire continent of Resistance Star began to fall apart.

Guilliman! It's Guilliman! Everything is Guilliman!

Thinking of this, Nurgle became extremely angry and wanted to kill Guilliman! ! ! ! !

"I am Rogal Dorn, the Rock of the Empire! Call out Nurgle! Call out my name, call out... Puff!"

Dorn roared, and the soft ochre light on his body bloomed and then dimmed.

Guilliman quickly helped Dorn up, for no other reason than that he had grown mushrooms.

Even the most stubborn rocks were now sprouting disgusting mushrooms.

"I'm here!"

The angel placed his heavy hands on Dorn's body, and a soft white light enveloped Dorn's body. After a moment, the corruption on Dorn's body quickly dissipated, but the angel's face became even paler.

This is the first great gift that the Emperor and Erebus prepared for Nurgle.

"Get to work, idiot!"

Guilliman waved his hand, and when he finished waving his hand, he seemed to have lost all his strength and fell backwards. Lion quickly caught Guilliman. They knew that Guilliman had tried his best!

"I'm going to use you to make soup!"

Nurgle roared, and he picked up his weapon for the first time. At this moment, the entire time and space seemed to stop, and his eyes were dazed.

Then a desk appeared in front of him.

"I am Rogal Dorn..."

Now! Erebus' eyes lit up!

426

Chapter 426: Guilliman: False Emperor! False Emperor! I will kill you, False Emperor!

Golden light emanated from the vast subspace. It was the warm sun. Compared to the cold sun, this sun was too warm. However, above this sun, bursts of wailing sounds continued to be heard. That was the only god of the Titanium Empire, the Wata Titanium Goddess.

She was entangled in countless psychic chains, and the warm sun was constantly drawing the power from her body, which was then passed on to the yellow-skinned goddess.

The warm light spread across the entire Resistance Star. Under the light, the demons had nowhere to hide. The Nurgle demon army hiding in the warp and beside Nurgle saw such an upright light for the first time.

Heart-wrenching wails rang out, and no matter whether they were the Great Unclean Ones or ordinary Nurgle demons, they were all annihilated the moment the golden flames ignited.

Before this, the Emperor looked up at the Resistance Star. The world that had collapsed had now become riddled with holes and in ruins. A trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and then as he walked out of the warp, he waved his hand gently.

The entire Resistance Planet was originally fragile due to Nurgle's corruption, and under the Emperor's urging, the planet completely collapsed!

"What on earth is Father doing?"

Horus was shocked when he saw this. He didn't understand. Isn't the Resistance Planet the front line against Nurgle?

Why would he want to completely destroy this planet? He should know that his descendants are still on the planet.

"Eribas...?"

Horus turned his head and saw Erebus wielding the Draconian, and the next second Horus opened his eyes again and saw his brothers gathered in Mortarion's hut.

Three or two stood side by side, paying attention to the psychic image left by Magnus.

"MD! Fake Emperor!"

"MD! CS Erebus!"

When Horus thought about being ambushed by Erebus, he wished he could give each of them a Claw of Horus.

"We'll only delay them if we stay there. After all, we're too weak, aren't we?"

Finus sighed, he was just a little bit short, he almost hit his little head to death, but when the large piece of earth broke apart, he had to wait for the next chance.

"Father and Erebus have their own ideas. We are just bait for them."

Dark Phoenix was quite open-minded about this, but she would be even more open-minded if Perturabo didn't strangle her and slap her in the face.

"So this is why you keep dying?"

The Lord of Crows looked at his brothers crowded in the room and suddenly asked. He could sense that although these guys were not afraid of death, they were...

"Has anyone seen the shell?"

Vulkan suddenly raised his hand. As one of the most difficult Primarchs to kill, he was invited here by the Death Guard.

"Something's wrong."

Guilliman looked up, observing his brothers. Except for Shell, all of them were present, even if they were from another timeline...

"I'm not going back! I don't want to work! I want to fight for the Emperor!"

"Please, sir! You have a lot of official business to attend to! Go back quickly!"

The Pale Lord was dragged away by a group of Death Guards. Everyone looked at the Pale Lord with pity. It was too miserable, really too miserable. He had just finished a fight and now he had to go to work, even Guilliman.

Thinking of Guilliman, everyone turned their eyes to Guilliman, but at this time Guilliman's eyes were pale and he was in a daze.

"What's wrong!"

The angel noticed that something was wrong with Guilliman, and he quickly stepped forward to comfort him.

"No! That's not right! My descendants!"

Guilliman could sense his own children, the countless Ultramarines who had lost contact with him. Why? Hundreds of thousands of children dead? This shouldn't be the case!

"Lord Guilliman! Lord Guilliman!"

Just when Guilliman's expression was filled with sorrow, he heard Auguston's voice coming quickly.

When Auguston and Calgar walked in, Auguston looked at his Primarch father with a sad face.

"Father! Brothers! Brothers!"

Auguston knelt on the ground, which gave Guilliman a bad thought.

"Tell me! What happened!"

"Brothers have become Cursed Warriors!"

Guilliman's eyes went dark. Cursed Warrior?

The Angel and Horus quickly supported Guilliman. If the Ultramarines became cursed warriors, the Primarchs would check the status of their offspring.

"Fake Emperor!"

"Father! You damn it!"

As waves of sounds rang out, the Primarchs discovered that some of their offspring had completely severed ties with them and directly became cursed warriors.

"Hahahahaha!"

"Dark Phoenix!"

Perturabo laughed heartily while hammering the Black Phoenix. He originally thought that his offspring were dead, but he never expected that his offspring were taken away by their father. After knowing that his offspring were not dead yet, he beat the Black Phoenix even harder.

"False Emperor! Where is the One Who Bears the Words? Where is the One Who Bears the Words?"

Luo Jia also stood up at this time and asked loudly about the current situation.