Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

"Lorga, I don't understand. You have done this many times, and the Emperor has allowed it. Why did you run away?"

Malcador, who was kept in the dark, had no idea what the big deal was about summoning a demon.

"Run! Angron! Run!"

Lorgar did not answer. He immediately shouted to Angron. His tragic words made everyone even more confused.

"Alas, it's nothing, just a video."

As Erebas spoke, he slowly walked forward. He planned to slip away while no one was paying attention.

But Erebus did not leave.

With a mouth tightly biting Erebus's thigh, Lorgar pulled Erebus like a mad dog and refused to let him go. Angron casually threw the vase at Magnus and tried to escape, but was pulled back by Magnus.

Makado also looked at everyone with a look of surprise.

Was there something the Emperor hadn't told him? What image?

Erebus punched Lorgar directly on the jaw. When Lorgar looked at Erebus in despair as he saw that Erebus had already touched the door, Magnus took action and Erebus was immune.

"Um! I wish you a happy movie watching!"

Erebas looked at everyone with a smile on his face, opened the door and walked out, then was kicked back at the speed of light. Erebas rolled several times in front of everyone.

He looked at the door closed by golden psychic energy with a sad face.

"My brothers! Take a look! Just one look!"

"Take a look, my brothers!"

Magnus's face was hideous and distorted, and even Malcador noticed something was wrong with his wanton smile. Malcador then noticed that Magnus had taken out a box.

Then he took out the camera.

"Stop him, Master! You must stop him!"

Malcador instantly realized that something was amiss! Could it be that he was possessed by an evil spirit?

Horus, Fulgrim, and Malcador all flew towards Magnus.

At this time, Magnus' eyes were emitting golden light.

The great power belonging to the false emperor has descended here!

"Take a look! Just take a look at my brothers!"

The three people who were blown away, especially Malcador, had a look of shock on his face. The Emperor was actually stabbed! He was actually stabbed by this loyal old man!

The lights went out and the room was dark.

The moment the image plays.

"Yeah! Praise the Emperor! Joy! Perfection! This is the perfect moment!"

"Tight! It's coming! I want it out! Kahaban baby! So good! Praise the Emperor!"

The sky—collapsed!

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Chapter 67: Erebus! CS, die!

Location, Terra Palace Square.

Time, early morning.

The Erebus brand rotisserie and the Magnus brand rotisserie are spinning at high speed.

Lorgar, Angron, Fulgrim, Horus, and a poor old man with a pale face were roasting corn on the cob beside the oven.

They had never seen such a scene before, not even Malcador.

The blasphemous sight, the blasphemous scene, the desperate image frightened everyone.

"This isn't perfect, this isn't perfect, this isn't perfect!"

Phoenix let his hair fall and he muttered to himself like a madman.

Lorgar held the scepter tightly, muttering the Holy Words constantly, and added some firewood to the pile. Horus looked pale. He didn't know what was wrong with this world. It was so unreal and fake. Everything was fake!

"Old Biden! Old Biden! Yellow-skinned Old Biden!"

Angron, huddled up in a ball, helpless and pitiful, cursed the Emperor's words, but no one rebuked him, and even agreed to keep adding wood to the fire of the two rapidly spinning pieces of garbage.

"Hahahaha, old man, I didn't see anything just now! Right?"

Malcador laughed, then slapped himself on the forehead in an attempt to put the incident behind him, but his humorous words did not resonate with the other Primarchs.

Horus trembled, his pale, bloodless lips constantly slapping the trembling, inhuman Phoenix beside him.

“This is not perfect, this is not perfect!!!”

Fulgrim roared and ran straight out of the palace, which made Horus, who was trying to comfort him, stop his hand in mid-air. He was at a loss for a moment and sighed.

As the first son to return, he should cheer up.

"Everyone, listen to me."

"Can we just forget about this?"

Horus looked serious.

"Yeah, just forget it."

Malcador sighed.

“This isn’t perfect!”

Phoenix ran back.

"So is it really okay to just let us watch it on our own?"

Angron said this without any emotion, and everyone looked at Angron in an instant.

That makes sense!

"I'm going to find the Emperor!"

Malcador stood up. Even if he couldn't beat this old Biden, Malcador would kill him today!

"Rogal Dorn, let me talk to him. Maybe he'll give me some face."

Horus shook his head, trying to hold on to his spirits and cheer himself up.

"Fenus! Yes, I can find Fenus! He's my good brother!"

Phoenix laughed and cried at the same time.

He couldn't imagine that the girl with big breasts and a butt was wearing the same purple as him and was a subordinate of the Lord of Pleasure. No, no!

I changed the color of the legion when I got back!

No, no, no! Change it now!

After everyone found their targets, Lorgar frantically added fuel to the fire under his good brother, and Angron did the same.

CS! Erebus is a CS! Magnus is even more of a CS!

And they just came back from that chaotic planet not long ago!

They thought they could escape, but now they regretted their weak psychic powers! The firewood wasn't burning well at all!

……

"Great God-Emperor! Yellow-skinned man! Neos from CNM, open the door! I know you're in there!"

Malcador knocked frantically on the door with his psychic powers, but there was no sound from inside.

Malcador, knowing the Emperor's intention to play ostrich, cleared his throat.

Just as Malcador was about to expose the emperor's dark history, he saw the door being opened.

"My old friend."

"I'm so fucking mad at you! Die!"

Malcador didn't want to listen to the Emperor's nonsense, so he just thrust his scepter in directly.

"Ouch! That hurts!"

Hearing the Emperor's pretentious voice, Malcador snorted coldly, then threw away the double-headed eagle scepter in his hand.

Erebus was carried away overnight.

The Emperor, with a swollen head, urgently called out to those who wanted to make trouble. Although he wanted to use Erebus to give everyone a warning, he did not want Terra to become a ruin tomorrow!

So, the Emperor pulled Fulgrim the Weeping Baby, Horus, who was unable to let go, and Malcador, who was about to strike, together for a long talk that night.

By the way, the emperor directly issued a notice to the four people who caused the trouble.

"Get out! Get as far away as you can!"

So the guards carried Erebus and others away overnight and sent them to one of the Word Bearers' ships, the Queen of Glory.

On the Chronicle of Ashes.

The good news is that this time, Kor Phaeron, Ahriman and others also came aboard.

The bad news is that due to the rush of time, the statue of the Golden Throne's mummy on the Glorious Queen, which was originally given to Erebus by the Emperor, was not completed.

So much so that when it flew into space from the moon, half of the head was still not carved.

However, the Emperor did not want to deal with such matters at all. He directly pointed out the direction to Erebus and others, which was to go to Mortarion's territory!

Go Barbarus!

Roll as fast as you can! Roll as far as you can!

When Erebus and the others had completely left, the Emperor sighed, then turned to look at the six pairs of eyes looking at him.

Damn Erebus!

You deserve to die!

Although I also have some CS elements!

……

He didn't know whether Erebus should die or not, but in his daze, he only knew that he would once again become a family harmonizer and mend the Emperor's broken family relationships.

No, I am still a very good doctor.

Originally, Erebus was planning to have a good chat with the old Chinese doctor of the Emperor's Son this time, but he didn't expect to be driven away so quickly. The yellow-skinned god is really narrow-minded!

Soon, Erebus, who was aching all over, fell asleep.

It was still a transparent glass coffin.

This time, nothing was seen gurgling or pistoning on the coffin, but Erebus saw something sneaky.