Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

"Brother, you are the Pope."

Erebas was trying to PUA Luojia, but Luojia obviously didn't fall for it this time. As someone who saw Erebas write this article, he was not stupid.

"call!"

Mortarion took a deep breath, holding the Yellow-skinned Spirit tightly in his hand. The Yellow-skinned Spirit kept changing its shape and laughed foolishly, which made many Primarchs very worried about Mortarion's mental state.

This is also the main reason why everyone stays away from Mortarion, mainly because he plays with shit, which is unbearable!

"Brothers, I'm not very smart and it's not easy for me to speak, so you have to do it."

Angron spoke, pointing to the slightly loose Butcher's Nail on his head. As a psychopath, it was good that he didn't make a scene.

"Brother, would you like to watch a movie? I have the latest devil movie here..."

Magnus thought for a moment, then asked, but no one paid any attention to him.

As for Fulgrim, his mental state was the most worrying. He squatted on a chair, biting his fingers. When he learned that demons might corrupt people through objects, he directly threw away all his spoils. He even had strict requirements for his own offspring. He would kill all aliens and burn everything that could be burned.

Erebus looked at Fulgrim with some sympathy. His power armor had been painted black and had carvings of the Yellow-skinned God on it. Only when the Yellow-skinned God emitted a faint light could Fulgrim remain calm.

Otherwise this guy will make sissy noises again.

"I am the Warmaster."

Horus said after a moment's silence.

"You can't sell me."

Lorgar saw clearly, and then he saw the last of his brothers, Perturabo.

Perturabo was carving the little demon of the warp in his hand with an expressionless face.

"what happened?"

Perturabo looked at everyone with some confusion.

Everyone instantly withdrew their gaze.

Everyone said nothing happened, it was horrible! It was really horrible!

Perturabo then began to carve his own demon with full concentration.

"I can do either, but the price is too high. What can you give me?"

Luo Jia finally compromised and looked up at everyone.

But everyone was looking around, which made Luo Jia clench his fists. It seemed that these guys wanted to get whore for free, right?

"The Luna Wolves can allow the Word Bearers and the Thousand Sons to move in and promote the Yellowskin Cult."

"So it is with the Emperor's Children."

Horus and Fulgrim gave their own satisfactory answers, but Lorgar was no fool.

"You just want to learn from us how to control the Warp Demon!"

Luo Jia directly pointed out the selfish motives of these two guys.

Finally, Lorgar sighed.

He still unfolded the paper, and at the same time Magnus quickly took out the camera.

"Dear Emperor of the Second Empire, Angel-chan?"

Luojia felt something was wrong, as if something had been changed in this article?

"I only represent the great Yellow-skinned Divine Kingdom, the Yellow-skinned Divine Kingdom Emperor, Horus... Damn! Change this f*cking thing!"

Luo Jia threw the speech manuscript to the ground. What yellow-skinned kingdom! What Emperor Horus! This is simply outrageous!

When Luo Jia saw everyone staring at him expressionlessly, he picked up the speech manuscript on the ground in annoyance.

……

Terra.

Sanguinius, Llane, Guilliman and the Empire's slacking Chancellor Malcador looked at what Lorgar said on the screen with red faces.

What Horus wants to beat Sanguinius into an angel, turn Guilliman into a servitor and turn him into a 24-hour government machine, and kidnap Lion's adoptive father to dig out his little secrets of the Dark Angels!

"Luo Jia!"

Ryan raised his sword angrily.

"That's the Emperor's favorite sofa."

Malcador drank his tea, and Lion sheathed his sword.

"So, is there something wrong with the brothers?"

Sanguinius rubbed his temples with a headache. After all, he didn't like things like ***, but he also didn't like what Lorgar said about hanging him on the yellow-skinned statue.

Although the brothers were threatening each other, Magnus was the only one who was relatively normal. He simply said that he wanted to sit together with his brothers and watch the movie.

This made the angel very happy.

Machado's comment on this is that it's a bit too early for you to be relieved.

"So when will this farce end?"

Dawn asked everyone, crossing his shoulders.

"A month or two or three months. After all, the Emperor will be back by then."

Malcador estimated the time of the Emperor's return.

Okay, that's about it.

"Terra is impregnable! I don't know how these guys can break through Terra's defenses!"

This wasn't Dorn being arrogant, because with nearly hundreds of thousands of Astartes, how could they possibly lose? How could they possibly lose?

But they obviously underestimated a certain CS!

Erebus was drinking tea quietly at this moment, looking at Fulgrim in front of him.

As a new patient, Erebus picked up the Holy Word (Erebus Revised 13th Edition) in his hand and looked at the pale Black Phoenix.

"Lord Fulgrim, I am sorry for what happened to you."

"It's all your fault, CS!"

Fulgrim looked at Erebus with a sad face. Could it be that Erebus himself might have this kind of psychological disorder?

"Actually, I completely understand your situation."

"You understand you M!"

Erebus pretended not to hear what Dark Phoenix said. He felt that Dark Phoenix was a little seriously ill now.

"Strong medicine for a serious illness."

Dark Phoenix felt that there was something wrong with Erebus's tone.

"Listen Erebus! I don't want to see you right now! Get out!"

Dark Phoenix pointed at Erebus's nose and shouted loudly.

Erebus shook his head, looking helpless. He thought that Dark Phoenix had gone crazy and dared to point his nose at him.

"Lord Fulgrim, this is a chainsword."

Erebus took out a chainsword from his waist and placed it on the table.

"Get out!"

Fulgrim stood up.

"Either explode in silence or die in silence, Lord Fulgrim. You don't want to be stabbed, do you?"

Erebus smiled and clapped his hands.

"Xaluna! Bring your people and check on the Empire's Phoenix!"

99

Chapter 99: The Imperial Fists' guards are a piece of shit! I, the Iron Warriors, will take them over too!

Dorne.

Primarch of the Imperial Fists.

Three months, this damn farce has not ended for three months.

Dorne receives Lorga's damning video footage every day, which makes Dorne's patience with Lorga extremely low, and he even feels like killing him quickly.

But, it’s been almost three months!

Apart from talking big, Lorga was nowhere to be seen, which made Dorne extremely angry!

Today, as usual, Dorn stood in the command room of the Phalanx. He looked at the location of Mandeville Point on the monitor, keeping an eye on every move in the solar system.

As always, there were no fluctuations at all.

Dorn's face turned pale because he knew that Terra was also safe today.

but……

On the Phalanx, a soldier of the Imperial Fists on normal duty was accompanying his brothers on patrol, and at this moment, a ghostly voice sounded in his ears.

"Warrior of the Imperial Fists, do you wish to know the truth about the universe? Do you wish to know how the Emperor deceived you?"

"who!"

Just as the Imperial Fists warrior roared to attract the attention of his brothers around him, a Warp Daemon was watching the group of Imperial Astartes Brothers in the shadows.

It held the statue of the rotting yellow-skinned corpse around its neck. It was praying, praying that the yellow-skinned god would allow these Imperial Fists warriors to give it a quick death!

It prayed that these Space Marines could kill it easily!

It prayed that it could return to the throne instead of suffering endless torture under Lord Erebus!

The moment the first Glorious Queen appeared, Dorne looked at the command room where the alarm was blaring, and he knew it was time to beat Lorgar!

"Poor, confused, stupid bunch of guys."

Erebas stroked the paper with his fingers, his eyes lowered. Everyone underestimated Erebas's CS behavior because he had no intention of letting several legionnaires fight against Terra's Space Marines from the beginning. After Erebas said that he just wanted to give the Empire a reminder.

Horus and others were all moved.

The daily busyness of Terra's ships meant that few people noticed that the so-called Second Empire had been infiltrated and turned into a sieve.

As long as the Inquisition exists on Terra, Terra will be under the clutches of the great Lord Erebus.

And just as it was back then, while the Imperial Fists and the Word Bearers were making a deal, the Word Bearers and the Thousand Sons were stationed aboard the Phalanx, and a company of the Imperial Fists joined the Inquisition.

These honest Imperial Fists would never have imagined that the Phalanx had been corrupted by Lord Erebus.

So, the moment the internal alarm of the Phalanx sounded.

Dorn finally realized that something was wrong!

"Enemy attack!"

The Imperial Fists reacted quickly. When they discovered the first Warp Daemon appearing, they launched a counterattack, trying to suppress the group of Warp Daemons that emerged from inside the Phalanx.

However, they couldn't understand why these subspace demons were so fearless and even roared blasphemous words.

"For the Yellow-skinned God! For the Lord of Pleasure!"

A Slaanesh demon roared loudly, watching the Imperial Fists warriors fire their bolters incessantly. "If I die! If I die! I can escape this damn physical universe! If I die, I can leave this damned world of horror!"

As a Slaanesh Daemon dealt with by the Iron Warriors herself, she bravely lunged towards the bolt bullets shot at her, but she was too slow. A filthy Nurgle Daemon blocked the bullet for her, and even this Nurgle Daemon still stood firm and did not die.

"traitor!"

The Slaanesh demon looked angrily at this still erect thing.

But this subtle remark was obviously noticed by the Word Bearers and the Thousand Sons who were watching the battle.

As monitors of demons on the Phalanx, they will carefully deal with each demon to prevent them from actually corrupting any Space Marine or large mechanical facility.

Although they know the risk is great, it is worth it!

Soon the Imperial Fists warriors became numb.