Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

then……

Erebus saw Mortarion's Endurance pushing straight in through the opening!

"Shit! Prepare for the attack!!"

Erebus shouted loudly at the first moment!

“Hu…Hu…Hu!”

Mortarion was going crazy! He was really going crazy! Why didn't he come earlier or later? Why did he come just when he was about to enter the Warp Channel?

The collision of two Glorious Queens was a catastrophic accident for the Emperor! Although it was only a scratch, Mortarion watched his sons lying on the ship, dazed.

He couldn't help but hold the sickle in his hand.

He must have an explanation!

"Murder! This is murder!"

Erebus got up from the ground. He had never imagined that Mortarion would actually have the Endurance at the gate of the Warp, waiting for them to come and greet him!

If this isn't murder, then what is!

"We must make the Death Guard give us an explanation!"

Erebus' eyes turned red, and he rushed out the door with his glory guard, then retreated.

Erebas looked at Luojia who was spinning mosquito coils on the ground, and sacrificed his own company captain first!

……

Mortarion, filled with anger, rode a transport barge to the helipad on the History of Ashes.

The Pale Lord came straight down from the transport barge.

"I want to see your legion commander!"

Everyone could tell from Mortarion's heavy breathing that he was extremely angry at the moment.

Without waiting for the bearers of words to report.

Luo Jia took the lead and walked out with his guards.

"Whatever your identity, I'll see you!"

Lorgar's words made Mortarion furious. What was his identity? Primarch of the Empire? Was that enough?

Since Lorgar's descendants cannot speak, Mortarion plans to teach these ignorant guys a lesson on his own behalf.

After the sickle swung in the air for a moment.

Mortarion appeared in front of Lorgar as if in a flash.

Luojia was well prepared for this.

He raised the golden scepter in his hand and blocked Mortarion's attack in front of Mortarion's astonished eyes.

"Let your legion commander come out and speak!"

Lorgar's mockery directly angered Mortarion.

One was the captain of the Word Bearers' First Company, and the other was probably the legion commander of the Death Guard. The two looked at each other.

They released their weapons in tacit agreement.

Then Lorgar punched Mortarion's mask, which was constantly emitting poisonous gas.

As the mask fell to the ground, Mortarion appeared to return to Barbarus.

This familiar breath made Mortarion unable to recover for a moment, and then he was hit hard by Lorgar's uppercut.

Lorgar looked at Mortarion, who was unharmed.

His hand hurts.

Mortarion felt the pain in his body and grinned.

Just as Mortarion was about to kill.

"Do you wish to cause the division of the Empire, Mortarion?"

Erebus and Magnus, who were hiding in the dark, hurried out after seeing that Lorgar had gained the upper hand and even punched Mortarion twice.

After all, one of the famous sayings of the Word Bearer is to quit while you are ahead.

"Lorgar, these are the Word Bearers you lead? These are the Space Marines you lead."

Mortarion saw that Erebus had put such a big blame on him, but he did not indulge Erebus. He saw the Honor Guards around Erebus wearing gorgeous Terminator power armor.

He immediately guessed that Erebus was the commander of the Word Bearers, that is, his brother Lorgar.

"Pfft."

When Magnus saw that Mortarion, the big fool, had recognized the wrong person, he couldn't help but laugh out loud behind him.

This scene was directly witnessed by Mortarion, who for a moment could not understand why Magnus was here, this despicable and ugly wizard.

"Is this the reason you beat me, the captain of the company?"

Erebus lowered his eyes and prepared to force Mortarion.

"Listen, I don't have time to play with you here. I'm still needed on the front lines of the empire!"

Mortarion's look of deep suffering and great power made Elbas frown.

"So you're going to fight?"

"That's exactly what I meant, Luo Jia!"

Mortarion picked up the Death Scythe from the ground.

Luo Jia should be grateful to him because he did not kill him, the so-called captain of the first company, outright.

"Well, Captain of the Death Guard."

Erebus twisted his neck and stepped in front of Mortarion.

"Do it!"

Accompanied by Erebus's shout.

Mortarion watched in horror as countless Word Bearers, Thousand Sons, and World Eaters emerged from the passage.

"Motarion you cowardly worm!"

The Butcher's Nails roared from inside the corridor.

Erebus raised his eyebrows and looked at Mortarion in front of him.

Well, it's going to be another happy four-on-one game.

70

Chapter 70 Luo Jia: Why am I always the one who gets hurt?

When was the last time there was a righteous four-on-one fight? It was at Olympia against Perturabo, of course!

But that time, thanks to the Emperor's intervention, no one beat Perturabo to his knees and begged for mercy.

So much so that this time, Erebus seriously doubted whether the yellow-skinned old wall lamp would appear again when they were having a great time beating Mortarion.

"Quick victory."

Erebus signaled everyone with his eyes.

"Luo Jia!"

Mortarion roared at Erebus. Then the real Lorgar on the ground kicked Mortarion directly.

"Tell me to shut your mouth again."

Luo Jia looked at the fool in front of him. This guy couldn't even tell his real brothers apart. He must have been corrupted by the evil god of the warp.

"The gods have descended upon the world. The Yellow-skinned God will destroy all evil gods and heretics."

"Motarion, wake up now."

Lorgar's scepter attempted to strike Mortarion on the head, but Mortarion swung his scythe in response to Lorgar's full force attack.

Mortarion may not be the best fighter among the many Primarchs, but he is definitely the toughest, the most enduring, and the most manly.

"Get out of the way of Lorga."

Erebus shouted loudly to Lorgar, and Mortarion watched Erebus's mid-air kick to the heart.

Mortarion grabbed Lorgar's shoulders directly, and when Lorgar let out a painful wail, Erebus kicked Lorgar hard on the back.

"Yellow-skinned God, help me!"

Magnus roared.

Accompanied by a golden light emerging from Magnus' body.

The emperor, who was eating melon seeds, drinking tea and watching the show, found that the power of faith that emerged from the trash can seemed to have increased a little.

Although this was not his power, the Emperor was still considerate enough to bless Magnus a little more.

If Perturabo was just a twisted person, then Mortarion was pure awkwardness.

For the Emperor, this was the perfect time to tell Mortarion he loved him.

The green guy would definitely sneer and then groan.

Although he appears to be respectful on the surface, he is definitely being unreasonable and demanding in private.

The Emperor is not a fool. He knows the emotions of every Primarch. It is just a matter of what he wants or doesn't want.

So when facing Mortarion, he would not suddenly appear to cause trouble for himself, just like the last time he met Mortarion for the first time and killed Mortarion's adoptive father.

"Come on, Erebus, yes, hit him, hit him, hit him in the face."

"Magnus, what do you think of this family? Is this how psychic energy is used?"

"Lorgar, you piece of shit! If it weren't for Erebus, I should really beat you up."

The Emperor commented on everyone's fighting methods while observing Mortarion's current situation. After all, if they really started to fight, he would still need to take action in time.

Accompanied by Angron, he came roaring, and then looked at the people who were fighting in chaos with a calm face.

"Uh, brother, I think we should talk peacefully. After all, this might just be an accident, right?"

Angron watched as the battlefield erupted in chaos, his own brood and the Word Bearers battering the Death Shroud like mad.

The Iron Warriors and Thousand Sons were supporting the attack from the side. On average, each Death Shroud faced seven to ten different Legionnaires.

"Brothers, we should be able to..."

Angron wanted to talk to everyone, asking them to live in peace and not fight, but then a pair of golden psychic feet appeared from the void.

Angron felt himself being kicked out, and he collided directly with Mortarion. Mortarion saw Angron rushing towards him and kicked him away in anger.

"I, you fucking bastard. Blood sacrifice to the Emperor! For the Yellow-skinned God!"

Feeling insulted, Angron lifted the axe at his waist and chopped at Mortarion.

Facing a four-on-one situation, Mortarion did not collapse as everyone imagined. He kept a rhythm, blocking Lorgar's attacks while also defending against Angron's axe.

As for the attacks from Erebus and Magnus, he took them all head-on.

In the end, Motari was completely unable to care about the attacks of the other three.

He pressed his entire body directly on Luo Jia, and then nonchalantly hit Luo Jia's proud face.

No matter how hard the three people behind him hit him, he still punched Luo Jia in the face again and again.

"You damn green rotten thing, you have the ability to kill me."

"You mean you haven't eaten? They're all so weak, just like your offspring."

"Didn't your parents teach you how to hit people?"

The louder Luo Jia roared, the harder he was beaten.

Mortarion just focused on beating Lorgar. He didn't care about anything else and stared at Lorgar's bloody face with his red eyes.

"Alright, alright, stop fighting, stop fighting, pull away, pull away, pull away."