Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

The Emperor seriously doubts that not only are there no heretics left on Terra now, but there are no civilians either!

Which empire can accept demolition and reconstruction, and reconstruction and demolition?

The Emperor covered his forehead.

After thinking for a while, he sighed and decided to wait for two more days. It would be fine when he rubbed the thing out with his hands!

Get out! Erebus, get out!

The emperor calmed down his inner anger, took a bite of the grape viciously, and turned to leave.

......

who I am? where am I? What am I doing?

Am I not here to supervise Erebus?

Ol Persson looked at the pile of documents in front of him with suspicion. He glanced at Kor Phaeron, who was half dead on his left, and Damikos, who was trembling with a cup of water on his right.

Why! Why the hell did I have to be taken here and used like a beast of burden! He retired! He retired!

"Don't worry, Persong. Everything will be fine once the documents in this room are processed."

"Yeah! Persong, once we're done with this room, we can stroll over to the next one!"

Damikos took a sip of tea and thought, retirement life is really good.

"I want to see Erebus!"

Or Persson stood up directly, but was held down by two Space Marines behind him.

One was Ahriman, the other was Jarulek.

Want to run?

Lord Erebus has ordered that this person is immortal and doesn't need to sleep as long as he is given food!

CS! CS! Emperor, you CS! Erebus, you CS!

Ol Persson felt that he had been completely fooled by the Emperor. He didn't understand why he had ended up in this situation.

Think about it carefully, think about it!

He came to the Word Bearers, was knocked unconscious, put into a sack, and then he didn't even see the second side of Erebus!

"Grass!"

Ol Persson dropped the pen in his hand, and Ahriman quickly handed him a second one using his psychic power.

We can't let this gentleman get away, otherwise they will be the ones to suffer.

"Erebus! Erebus!!!!!"

Ol Persson's regrets echoed throughout the office.

As for Erebus, whom Or Persson is thinking about so much, where is he?

He was behind the relaxed-looking Sigillite, along with Lorgar, Magnus, and Angron.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but after Erebus came back, Magnus felt that the Seal Bearer smiled more often.

Maybe it's an illusion?

Magnus thought to himself.

Led by Malcador, they were preparing to visit Horus, the Primarch of the Luna Wolves.

Yes, they were going to visit Horus. As the future Warmaster of the Empire and the initiator of the Great Heresy, he was finally going to have his first proper meeting with Erebus!

What is Horus doing at this time?

He was admiring a painting painted by Fulgrim himself.

Horus, dressed in a black robe, was frowning as he listened to Fulgrim's endless words.

He stroked the ring given to him by the Emperor, and around his neck hung the golden throne mummy statue given to him by Lorgar two days ago.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief when the Luna Wolf, Gaviel Loken, arrived to report the impending arrival of his Primarch brothers.

The most miserable thing in the world is to listen to the chattering voice of the phoenix, right?

Horus soon realized that he was wrong, very wrong!

Malcador was the first to enter the house. The Prime Minister of the Empire nodded at Horus, then found a comfortable place to sit down, took the tea handed to him by Horus, and drank it with an expressionless face.

"Welcome, my brothers."

"We haven't had a good chat since we last met. My brother Lorgar, I've had good meetings with Magnus and... Angron."

"Is taking over the Legion going smoothly?"

Horus intended to set an example as a good brother. He came to Lorgar cordially and greeted him. Just as Horus was thinking about how to start the next topic.

"good."

Erebus spoke up.

"?"

Horus was stunned for a moment when he saw Erebus standing up, who was taller than him. He was a little dissatisfied. After all, this was a conversation between the Primarchs, but he thought of Russ, the brother who had also become close friends with his descendants in the same way.

"You are Erebus. We have met before..."

Although Horus just watched Erebus being whipped by Magnus, they didn't understand much.

"Yes, great Warmaster!"

"puff!"

Malcador spat out the tea in his mouth. Warmaster? What the hell, Horus became the Warmaster?

Malcador looked up in bewilderment, his eyes dizzy. He saw Erebus raise one hand high, then stare at Horus intently.

"I am Erebus, Commander of the Word Bearers. For the Imperium! For the Yellow God! For the Warmaster of the Imperium—Lord Horus! I pledge my loyalty to you! Now let us set off..."

Horus looked at Erebus with a pale face, his mouth blocked by Malcador's psychic energy. He looked at his brothers in panic.

He didn't understand why his brothers were so used to it! Why were they so calm about Erebus's words?

And why is Erebus the leader of the Word Bearers?

Too many questions arose in Horus's mind.

"I didn't! This is...slander...I didn't do it!"

Horus stepped back in horror. He would rather listen to Phoenix's bragging than be disturbed by Erebus' words.

This is division! This is the division of the empire!

"Luo Jia!"

Horus looked at Lorgar, hoping that Lorgar could give him an explanation.

"In fact, Erebus is indeed the commander of the Word Bearers."

No! That's not what I'm talking about! I'm talking about why Erebus slandered me! Slander me!

Horus had a slight headache.

Then he looked at the Sigillite cautiously, hoping that these words would not reach the ears of the Emperor.

ps: Tickets are coming!!!!!!

Chapter 66 Magnus: Take a look! Take a look! My brothers!

Erebus is not in the right mind.

Although Magnus and Lorgar tried their best to explain to Horus, Horus was pale and unable to recover for a long time. He was indeed frightened.

"He's a jokester."

Luo Jia spoke.

"Yes, I prove it."

Magnus didn't want Erebus to have a bad image in Horus's mind, so he spoke up to defend Erebus.

"But, this can't..."

Although Horus had that thought, it was just that! As the Emperor's favored son, Horus found that after the Emperor's hand-in-hand experience for the first two days, the Emperor seemed to have become a different person, more peaceful and approachable, and more willing to look at them, the Primarchs, although he did not know what had happened.

But that's a good thing!

Horus did not want Erebus's words at this moment to directly make the Emperor think that he was obsessed with power.

"How about you give him a slap?"

Lorga handed over a whip.

"My apologies, brother. I suggest... I suggest you take control of your outspoken offspring."

"That's my brother, Perturabo's younger brother."

Luojia did not like the title of offspring. After all, they were just the sheepdogs of the God-Emperor and were all brothers.

"Perturabo's brother?"

Horus raised his voice a few notches. He had met Perturabo but he had never mentioned this matter. The commander of the Word Bearers, Perturabo's brother, even Magnus was very concerned about Erebus. And Angron, why didn't this irritable guy stop yelling?

After quickly sorting out the situation, Horus took a deep breath.

Let it go, you must let it go.

"Yes, he is Perturabo's sworn brother, but there was a conflict over the elderly's care."

Magnus tried to be more tactful in his words. After all, the fact that Perturabo's father was forcibly taken away was really hard to put into words.

"I forgive his rudeness."

Horus thought for a moment and made a decision he would regret.

Malcador quickly released Erebus, but he also warned Erebus that if he said anything nonsense again, Malcador would put all his government affairs on Erebus.

Although I have now given 70% of the affairs to Erebus, I still have to keep 30%, right?

"I'm sorry, Lord Horus, I was outspoken just now. In fact, I came here this time in response to the Emperor's command to show you the truth of the world."

Following Erebus's words, Horus had a bad feeling in his heart.

The truth? The truth of what world?

Malcador sighed. Although he didn't know what the Emperor was thinking, it was too much for Horus to confirm such a thing as summoning demons on Terra.

But it’s better this way. It’s much better for a few people to know than for all of humanity to know.

"Yes, Your Highness Horus, this matter is known only to the Primarchs. I hope you can calmly accept the impending disaster facing the Empire. After witnessing it, I hope you can..."

"Wait Erebus!"

Angron suddenly spoke at this time.

"You're not going to do that, are you?"

Angron suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. After all, leaving Erebus was crazy, but he didn't want to be crazy even in normal circumstances!

"Yes!"

Erebus nodded solemnly.

"What is it? I think you are hiding something."

Phoenix looked at the Primarchs suspiciously. Lorgar hunched his body, and Angron seemed ready for battle. Even Magnus could sense that he was smiling with ill intentions.

"Run! Angron run!"

Lorga raised his scepter and rushed out the door, but Magnus was prepared. Lorga tried to resist with psychic power, but facing Magnus, the psychic expert, he directly entangled Lorga tightly.

"God Emperor! God Emperor, save me!"

Luo Jia looked at the door so close with sadness. Erebus didn't tell him! He didn't tell him at all!

Angron raised his hands when he saw his brother trapped, and Horus immediately stood between Magnus and Angron.

"What are you doing! My brothers!"

Internal strife! This is what Horus doesn't want to see!