Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

"This duel is postponed!"

At the same time, the entire Terra suddenly sounded the alarm, and this time it was no longer a game!

105

Chapter 105: Erebus: I love Warp Demons the most!

Malcador silently looked at the four strange divine lights in the sky above Terra. They were the mighty power from the gods of the Warp.

He put Magnus down.

The many Primarchs on the field stopped fighting together.

"Go ahead and carry out your plan."

Malcador said to Magnus.

"You're not angry?"

Magnus seemed confused. He didn't understand why Malcador didn't show any anger at all, as if he had expected this situation.

"The Emperor told me... you are the future of the Empire, and we are merely paving the way for you. Do not be afraid, do what you want to do. If anything happens... the Emperor will bear the consequences for you."

As for whether the Emperor can afford it, that is not something for Malcador to worry about.

Magnus nodded heavily.

"The long river of fate is not unchangeable, Magnus. Even if you have made some mistakes before, we promise that you will not be controlled by the gods of the warp. The choice is yours."

Malcador said calmly as he watched Magnus leave.

"I am Magnus, and I am the First Psyker of the Imperium of Man. Old man, you should have retired long ago."

Magnus turned to look at Malcador.

"I won't betray!"

Malcador smiled at Magnus's firm response, believing it.

Just as he believed in the Emperor, that humanity would eventually break free from the control of the Warp, he also believed in these children.

Malcador dropped the double-headed eagle scepter heavily on the floor, and a faint golden light appeared.

Four Gods? I don't know if an old man like me can handle it, Neos! The Primarchs may have grown up, but they seem to have grown crooked!

At this moment, Laplace's Demon watched the Primarchs leave one after another, and the two of them were like two little transparent people, carrying big backpacks, on the square of the palace, no one cared, no one asked.

But they remembered the mission given to them by Erebus.

We must not let Lord Erebus down!

……

The moment the breath of the Warp filled the Spirit of Vengeance.

Countless Word Bearers and Thousand Sons gripped their bolters tightly. To be honest, they were still shocked by Erebus's bold plan.

After all, they did not want the sacred place of Terra to be desecrated.

As one Warp crack after another opened, the gods gave these Warp demons a brief time to revel.

When the first Warp Demon poked its head out from the Vast Ocean, he discovered that strange creature, a demon carrying a yellow-skinned god statue on its back.

Just when the demon was wondering why other demons arrived here early.

"I'll take you to a wonderful place! There are countless wonderful souls there! How many demons do you have?"

The Warp Demon carrying the yellow-skinned idol asked with a big smile.

"countless."

"Great! Follow me! Come with me now!"

This Warp Demon felt like his performance was completely up to par! Thirty years! No, no, no, at least a hundred years before he wouldn't have to come to this damned physical universe!

Led by this demon from the park, countless demons gathered in a large hall. It wasn't just his group; there were many more demons gathered here. However, what puzzled these newly emerged Warp Demons was that there was no one here!

The door of the hall, which was engraved with the faceless statue of the yellow-skinned god, slowly opened.

The first to appear is the Iron Warrior holding a large shield.

Behind them came the Death Guard and the Luna Wolves, and then the Word Bearers and the Thousand Sons, holding high the Yellow-skinned idol.

"Praise! Yellow-skinned God!"

"Hail! God of Civil Engineering and Machinery!"

"Kill these demons!"

Bang! The bolter fired instantly! Countless demons, including those in the park, were reduced to limbs and arms by the bolter bullets!

We've been fooled! The demons that broke into the physical universe thought at the same time, but they were not afraid. They rushed forward frantically, trying to rely on numbers to break through the defenses of this group of space marines.

"Keep the formation! Don't panic!"

The commanders here are Angertai of the Word Bearers and Loken of the Luna Wolves.

They watched the Warp demons approaching.

"Don't kill them all!"

Angertai said to Locke with a smile.

"We need to save some for the Iron Warriors to carve."

Loken shook his head. He simply couldn't like the little quirks of his fellow legion brothers.

"Sacrifice your skull to the throne! Sacrifice your blood to the Yellow-skinned God!"

Angertai roared loudly, and then the Iron Warriors raised their shields and stepped forward step by step.

The Word Bearers have their own way of slaughtering demons from the Warp.

……

"So this is the reality of the universe?"

The Angel, Guilliman and Lion looked at the warp demons that kept pouring out from the warp cracks in the image. They could feel the image of the real universe from these strange creatures. This was different from the ones they had killed before. At least that group of demons could not corrupt the physical universe.

“In fact, it is.”

Erebas covered his nose, which was bleeding. He looked at Ryan with some resentment. Ryan stared at the surveillance camera seriously, as if it was not him who hit him.

Just when the alarm of the warp demon invasion sounded, Erebas said to pause, but Ryan still rushed up and punched Erebas in the face dozens of times, which made Erebas angry and told Ryan to see him in the arena after everything was over.

But Ryan gave a rejection answer.

"I don't!"

MD! Believe it or not, I will dock your father’s salary!

Of course, Erebus didn't say this in the end.

Several Primarchs were sitting together watching the continuous emergence of Warp Demons and observing the first coordination of multiple legions in the Human Empire.

The explosive bullets engraved with the Words of War do have a strange effect on the Warp Demons. Each shot will cause fatal damage to this group of Warp Demons. These Warp Demons are often unorganized and undisciplined, charging like fools. This allows the team on the defense line to deal with this group of Warp Demons very well. Even those traitors will loudly tell them where the new cracks have appeared. After all, for them, returning to the embrace of the Warp as soon as possible is the most important thing.

The angel's eyelids were twitching at this moment. He watched as several Death Guards captured a Warp Daemon, broke its limbs, and put on Barbarus's specialty gas canisters for it. They stuffed the canisters into a bag and threw it to the Luna Wolves. Following the monitored route, the Luna Wolves released those poor Warp Daemons and threw them to the Iron Warriors who had been prepared here for a long time. In the back, the Word Bearers and the Thousand Sons had already picked up their carving knives.

"That's right, demons have no emotions and no sense of pain."

Erebus explained dryly, causing Sanguinius' eyelid to twitch slightly.

This is such a tacit understanding! What slaughterhouse?

Angel had a headache.

106

Chapter 106 Perturabo: I am the real Rogal Dorn!

Desert, wild sand.

"I am war, I am destruction!"

"I am the Blood God's favorite!"

"I am—Angoras!"

In this warp illusion, the yellow sand turned blood red. In the storm of raging sand, countless bloodletters and a several-meter-tall red demon holding a battle axe and a long whip appeared in the eyes of Dorn and Perturabo.

The moment the bloodthirsty demon appeared, Perturabo Rabo laughed loudly towards the sky.

Dorn took a step forward and stood in front of Perturabo.

"Perturabo, this is going to be a bloody battle!"

There was a hint of worry in Dorn's eyes. This was the first time he had truly faced a Warp Demon, so he had no idea what abilities these blasphemous guys had.

If it were him, it would be fine, but Dorn was afraid that something might happen to Perturabo.

"Don't worry! The Primarch of the Imperial Fists!"

Perturabo lowered his eyes and raised the hammer in his hand, because he had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

"The false emperor has deceived you! Only the Blood Lord can grant you the ability to see the true nature of this world! Recite those words! Recite them! Skull to the Skull Throne! Blood to the Blood God!"

Angras took a step forward, and red blood flames rose up over the yellow sand desert.

“You’re so beautiful!”

Dorn looked at Perturabo suspiciously. Was he hallucinating? Did Perturabo seem to be saying that this demon was beautiful?

"I will carve you well. I am sure that many statues can be carved out of your bones."

Wait! Dorn was shocked. Perturabo, do you know what you are talking about now?

Such heretical behavior made Dorn consider whether to hide this behavior for Perturabo.

Thunder and lightning!

Dorn watched as blue arcs of electricity emerged from Perturabo's body, and the blood mist was instantly dispersed.

Angras looked at Perturabo in confusion, but this didn't seem to be psychic power, right?

"I am! The God of Civil Engineering and Machinery!"

"I am! The builder of all buildings in the human empire!"

"Demon! Kneel down! And pray to the Yellow-skinned God!"

The arc of electricity shot up into the sky and turned into a beam of light from Perturabo's hammer, hitting Angras' wings directly.

Angras looked at his wings with big holes in horror. He didn't understand. This was completely not a human being!

But Angras was not afraid. He roared, praised the name of the Blood God, swung the hammer in his hand, and rushed towards Perturabo like a meteor.

"Praise! Yellow-skinned God!"

This subspace illusion was instantly covered with dark clouds, which kept rolling inside, and golden and blue lightning beams fell from the sky.

Dorn looked at Perturabo in silence and shock, as if the gap between him and Perturabo was quite large.

"Praise! Yellow-skinned God?"

Dawn muttered quietly.

In the subspace, after hearing the prayer of a piece of stubborn stone, the black coffin shook slightly and then hesitated to throw out a piece of hard granite.

After waiting for a while in vain, just when Dorn was thinking that this thing was useless, he noticed something flying towards him.

Perturabo and Angras also noticed the rapidly falling shadow above the dark clouds when the huge hard granite fell into the pile of demons.

Whether it was Dorn, Perturabo or Angras, they all looked at the huge and tall granite that suddenly appeared in surprise.

Perturabo and Dorn looked at the suddenly appeared stone with caution, fearing that something might be born from it.

And Angras also looked confused.

And this, granite seems to be just a stone.

Just as everyone was about to breathe a sigh of relief and prepare to continue fighting.

"I am Rogal Dorn!"