Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

The green is thick, everlasting, corrupt and rotten.

As for the blue, it is constantly changing.

The gold is cold yet warm.

"I need an explanation, cursed one."

"Hand over Erebus!"

The Blood God's wrath resounded throughout the space, and the spying Warp Gods trembled in fear.

The cursed one clasped his fingers, who did he think he was?

"Oh, don't be angry! Don't be angry!"

The Lord of Change tried to ease the atmosphere. The river of fate was treacherous and changeable, but the ending was doomed.

Carlos had already seen that Erebus would eventually convert to the arms of the Four Gods. He would be the best weapon against the Emperor, and the Lord of Change loved to see this fun.

Even if you could see the future, are you sure that's the Erebus you think he is? He's already been taken over by someone else.

Emperor, you lose.

The emperor drinks tea, the emperor is silent, the emperor throws faith into the trash can.

"Hahahaha, you don't really think that thing will give birth to a new god, do you?"

There were sharp laughs. The Lord of Change thought these guys were crazy. They gave up their own power just for a rumor?

"Of course not, I just have nothing to do."

The Emperor throws out Faith.

The Lord of Change fell silent. He couldn't see clearly what that thing was, but he was cautious and only invested a small amount of strength.

"Hand over Erebus!"

Khorne looked at the Emperor with dissatisfaction, then threw two axes at the coffin.

"Unless I die."

The Emperor snorted coldly. Is he crazy to hand over Erebus?

"I allow you to lure that guy, but you are also not allowed to take action."

"If you succeed, I will give Lorgar to you as well."

The Emperor directly sold Erebus out. He trusted Erebus. After all, as he said, the gods could not take action.

It didn't say he couldn't take action.

"I want Sangres."

Khorne hesitated for a moment and then changed his condition.

"Can I join?"

Tzeentch rubbed his hands like a fly, wondering why he couldn't participate in such a game? He could win the game and even have a Primarch.

"can."

The Emperor nodded.

"Mortarion."

"Magnus."

"Holy Grace."

Unexpectedly, Slaanesh and Khorne thought alike.

The two looked at each other and said, first come, first served!

"So, what good would it be if I won?"

The emperor suddenly asked at this time.

"You didn't mention a time limit."

The Lord of Change blinked cunningly.

The emperor smiled with satisfaction, he laughed out loud, he held his stomach and laughed until tears came out.

"Well, you can kill him or corrupt him, I don't care. If you win, I will give you two Primarchs. But there is a condition. You cannot attack them before Erebus is corrupted."

"I agree!"

Khorne was the first to agree.

"boring."

"Boring."

"It's boring."

Khorne watched the other three gods leave, and it seemed that he had agreed too early!

The emperor shrugged his shoulders. It was enough to fool one idiot. He didn't think anyone else could be fooled.

As for Erebus, relax Erebus, I believe in you.

"Ache!"

Erebus sneezed, feeling like something was targeting him, otherwise he would never sneeze with his physique.

He looked at Lorgar, who had not slept for three days, and Angron, who was sitting on the ground not far away.

He is so confused now.

The main reason was that Angron gave too much.

But Lorgar gave him even more! He was the Pope, the Commander of the Legion, the ruler of the Word Bearers, and even Lorgar said he would take charge of all government affairs for the next thirty years.

Thirty years! It's been thirty years!

Even if Erebus had any idea of ​​leaving the Word Bearers, it was wiped out. After all, who would be willing to work for someone else?

He, Erebus, doesn't want to be buried in a pile of documents!

Erebus will never be a slave!

"My Lords, Terra has arrived."

At this time, a Word Bearer walked in and spoke to everyone.

"Come on, Erebus, I will ask the Emperor to appoint you as the commander of the legion!"

When Luo Jia heard this, he immediately pulled Erebus up.

I can’t stay in this crappy place for even a minute!

P.S.: Tickets are coming!!! Okay, the second update is over......

"Developing the Orthodoxy in the Second Dimension Breeding Order"

Song Qianyuan became connected with Ah Ha through his racing and boarded the Starry Sky Train.

Good news: There is a cheat

Bad news: I wrote it myself, and it's full of bugs.

Even better news: the cheat contains a bunch of unexplored two-dimensional world coordinates, and he is also a reserve breeding order envoy.

Take Silver Wolf on a tour of Night City and grill gastrula with Grammer's veterans.

Help Qi Mei appear on the Galaxy Voice program and go head-to-head with Miss Robin, and even kidnap a world-famous killer to be her personal bodyguard.

You mean pioneering? I have so many wives, I'll leave the rest to my descendants!

Chapter 61 Emperor: I’m so good at it!!

"You know I'm retired."

The emperor looked at the man in front of him with a conflicted expression. He was wearing the most ordinary military uniform, which was the uniform of Gu Terra. The feelings between his old comrades had become indifferent. It was right for him that the people around him would always leave.

But this time it's different.

"Ol Persson is not the same person he was before."

The Emperor was silent for a moment and then spoke. He intended to appeal to the former Warmaster's emotions and use his sincerity to move him.

"Do you think I will believe you?"

Or Persson's words made the Emperor's heart tighten. He was silent for a moment and then waved his hand, and the imperial guards left the hall one after another.

"The hope of mankind..."

"You told me the same thing last time, Neos, and last time. When was the first time you lied to me?"

Ol Persson obviously didn't buy the Emperor's tricks. He knew too well what kind of person the Emperor was.

He held up the cross on his chest.

"The first time was when you went out drinking and prostitution with your wife on your back. She found me, and you used your psychic powers to tell me that you were fighting a bloody battle with the enemy."

"I thought we were friends."

Ol Persson snorted coldly.

"Then, how do you explain the incident with the Eldar?"

Or Persson looked directly at the Emperor. At that time, the Emperor only told him that he had captured two alien girls, but Or Persson felt that he had been traumatized by the Eldar for the rest of his life and even began to believe in religion. Why did he believe in religion? God is dead. Yes, this was a curse from Or Persson's bad taste.

“Very tight!”

The emperor's face was solemn as he made a joke to his old friend in front of him.

"I've been interrupted 72 times. Do you think I'm Sun Wukong? You didn't tell me about the damn secretion of the Eldar..."

The Emperor psychically muzzled Or Persson's mouth.

"Today is different from the past."

The Emperor reiterated.

The two looked at each other for a long time.

“I’m retired.”

Ol Persson still said the same thing.

"You've been rehired."

3k Tyra vicious joke.

"You have no right!"

"Ol Persson! This time for humanity, I've found a way to deal with Chaos! But that guy needs someone to manage him!"

The Emperor interrupted Or Persson, looking directly into the eyes of the former Warmaster, his eyes filled with fatigue and pleading.

Ol Persson took a deep breath.

“I’m retired.”

Ol Persson no longer wanted to get involved in the Empire's affairs.

Because he retired.

……

Where's Dad? Dad's back!

When Ahriman learned that Magnus had returned, he was overjoyed and he and Kor Phaeron embraced.

Soon Kor Phaeron's joy faded.

Because they were blocked by the documents in this room.

It's not that they don't work! It's not that they don't try! It's not that...

Never mind, they really didn't do any work. After Lorgar and Erebus left, Kor Phaeron had outsourced all the documents. But the problem was that as an old man who was about to die, he was just about to die, not a fool. As more and more documents were stuffed in, Kor Phaeron just put them away.

Colchis doesn't have that many documents, even the Thousand Sons? The Thousand Sons don't have that many, Kor Phaeron looked at the stamp of the Ministry of Administration on the ground, are you kidding?

Should we wait until Erebus comes back? I can't handle it anyway.