Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

The angel shook his head, this was nonsense!

However, this incident also sounded a wake-up call in Angel's heart, that is, things like warp demons are indeed hard to guard against, so after all this is over, he plans to have a good talk with Luo Jia to see if there are any preventive measures.

Erebus clapped his hands. He watched Ryan kill Xaluna and Gracas alone. These two useless demons only showed some strange powers but did not pose any threat to Ryan.

Erebus mentioned Draconian.

"Warmaster!"

Erebus shouted.

Horus's face turned green.

"Ryan, my brother! Come on, beat him to death!"

The angel looked at Horus in confusion as he cheered for Lion. Isn't Erebus one of your people?

"Sanguinius, don't underestimate Erebus. He could be the leader of the Word Bearers, or he could be Erebus, but he can never be a human. You've had too little contact with him now. Once you've had more contact, you'll know he's just a CS!"

Angron passed on all his experiences with Erebus to the angel.

The angel scratched his head.

He doesn't quite understand now.

But he soon understood.

Erebus draped the portrait of the Emperor directly on his body. Ryan gritted his teeth as he watched Erebus do this.

"This is a gift from your father. He would be sad if you damaged it."

Erebus pointed at the canvas on his body and looked at Ryan sincerely.

"mean!"

So what if it’s broken!

"I'm talking about Luther!"

"Erebus!!!!!!"

Ryan swung his sword directly!

Erebus held up Draconian, the demon now whispering in his ear, tempting him, "Kill him! Kill this scion of the Emperor! Kill him! I'll help you kill the Emperor!"

From now on, you are the master of the human empire! You are the god of mankind!

Erebus felt the pressure coming from Ryan. Draconian and the Lion Sword collided with each other. Draconian, who had a soul, couldn't wait to pass from the Lion Sword to put some pressure on Ryan.

However, before Draconian could succeed, a pressure from the Emperor came from the Lion Sword, which made Draconian extremely angry and furious!

"you lose!"

"?"

Ryan looked at Erebus who was being beaten by him. He lost? How did he lose?

"Luther said you don't understand human nature. He's very disappointed. He has now joined the Inquisition."

"You lost the Second Empire's Warmaster—your father is gone!"

Erebus gestured towards Ryan with his lightning claws?!

"Erebus! You CS!!!!!!!"

104

Chapter 104: The End of the Four Gods!

Terra Palace Square.

Magnus looked at Malcador below in disbelief.

He didn't understand why Malcador always managed to get the better of him.

In terms of psychic power, he is stronger than Makado, and in terms of skills, he is stronger than Makado!

Malcador did not answer Magnus. After all, he could finally experience the pleasure of the Emperor beating Erebus. You little bastard, don’t you see whose home court this is!

As the chancellor of the empire, if he wanted, he could now kill Mortarion, the Dark Phoenix and the hung up Magnus in a three-man show!

Malcador then turned his gaze towards the two shivering blue terrors, interesting little creatures.

Vulkan and Mortarion were equally matched. Both tanky warriors put down their weapons and started fighting with their fists. Vulkan had a fast recovery ability, while Mortarion was tough and durable.

Although the Death Guard remained silent, Malcador had to admit that they were suitable for large-scale army operations.

As for Finus and Dark Phoenix.

"Believe it! Finus! As long as you acknowledge the Yellow-skinned Goddess! We can still be good brothers! I can ask Magnus to recommend some good movies to you!"

No, the moment you say this, Fenus is no longer your good brother!

However, Malcador did not want to interfere with the deep bond between the two brothers. After all, his empire's chancellor was also a victim.

Malcador moved his fingers and pulled Magnus towards him.

"Tell me about your plan."

Malcador asked, he didn't believe that Erebus could solve the matter with such a small effort.

He even seriously suspected that Erebus was planning something big.

"It cannot be said, it cannot be described!"

Magnus was very stubborn.

"So you think a poor old man like me can defeat those four Chaos Gods of the Warp?"

Malcador was somewhat dissatisfied. After all, the Inquisition had reported to him that this was mainly to let the Primarchs of the Empire know the horror of the Warp Demons.

But in Malcador's opinion, the real terror is Erebus, the CS!

Malcador shook his head helplessly. He only hoped that the Emperor could come back soon.

Otherwise, you, the yellow-skinned goddess, will really be recorded in history books.

……

Mountain Phalanx.

Perturabo timed it, and Dorn had now unleashed his Cloak Fist technique.

But Perturabo just avoided fighting.

"Face me! Perturabo!"

Dawn roared.

Perturabo calmly took out a bottle of spray paint and sprayed it at Dorn.

"Bah!"

"Well Dorn, you are now a glorious Iron Warrior!"

"Kill you!"

Dorn couldn't say anything else. He didn't understand why Perturabo had become like this.

But this did not stop the anger in his heart!

"Perturabo! Face me, you bastard!"

"Brother! We are one family."

"..."

"I'm going to beat you to death!"

Perturabo laughed, and he laughed so happily that Dorn was momentarily confused.

"what are you laughing at!"

"I was laughing at you, Dawn. I was wrong my brother. I was very jealous of you."

When Dorn heard Perturabo's words, the anger in his heart subsided and he could notice the change in Perturabo.

"Sorry, Dawn."

Perturabo figured the time was almost up, so he offered a sincere apology to Dorn.

Dorn looked at Perturabo who suddenly apologized to him and for a moment he didn't know whether he should be angry or go up to Perturabo and tell him that he didn't mind.

"Bah."

Perturabo looked at Dorn who was approaching, then painted the Iron Warriors symbol on Dorn's body with a smile.

"I got tricked!"

Perturabo curled his lips. He swore that when he saw Dorn's angry mouth, he really couldn't suppress the upward curve of his mouth.

"Pep! Tu! La! Bo!"

Give me back all my emotions!

Dorn swung his fist again in anger, but this time to Dorn's surprise, he hit Perturabo. The power glove hit Perturabo heavily, emitting a lot of sparks.

"coming."

Perturabo could feel this mysterious feeling, this gaze from the evil god of the warp, this intense malicious gaze.

Ever since Lorgar and Erebus turned him into some kind of god of civil engineering and machinery, Perturabo could always feel his vague connection with the Warp.

And now...

Perturabo could feel the four forces that were completely incomparable to him looming over Terra.

"Perturabo, do you desire greater power? Believe in my Lord! Believe in the Blood God!"

When the whispering voice appeared in Perturabo's mind, Perturabo casually grabbed the demon box on his waist and took out a warp demon that was crumpled beyond recognition.

He ignored the voice, as he wanted to have a pleasant bone-carving exchange with the owner of the voice.

As Perturabo looked at Dorn who was silent beside him, Perturabo frowned, as if he was not the only Primarch who was tempted.

"Dorn!"

Perturabo tugged at Dorn's arm, and the next second Perturabo found himself directly entering a subspace environment.

On a barren desert.

Perturabo looked at Dorn marching not far away.

"call."

Perturabo took a deep breath. It was terrible. He hoped that his descendants would be smarter and could completely transform Dorn's armor into the appearance of an Iron Warrior before he came out!

"Perturabo, what kind of tricks have you pulled?"

Dorn became a little alert for a moment as he watched the scene suddenly change.

"Don't worry my brother, this is just a trick of the devil."

Perturabo responded with a smile.

When Dorn saw Perturabo's smile, he didn't know what to say for a moment. After all, in his subconscious cognition, Perturabo always had a serious face, was full of hatred and resentment, and didn't know how to smile!

"Praise my Lord! Praise the Blood God!"

"Perturabo! Dorn! Do you desire more? Chant the true name of our Lord! Offer skulls to the Skull Throne! Sacrifice blood to the Blood God! Chant it out! The Blood God will grant you the ultimate blessing!"

This was not the Blood God's personal act. After all, he had reached a contract with the Emperor, so the Blood God used his brains to let his own Great Demon corrupt the two Primarchs personally!

"The skull is sacrificed to the throne, the blood is sacrificed to the God Emperor!"

Perturabo roared loudly.

"Devil! Let your master speak out! Who the hell isn't a god?"

Perturabo roared loudly! Even if this was given by his brother, he is the God of Civil Engineering and Machinery!

Arcs of electricity emanated from Perturabo!

"My brother! The Warp is everywhere! And we just have to hack them down!"

Perturabo held out his hand to Dorn, who hesitated for a moment before shaking it.