Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

Warmaster Horus spoke in a very calm tone, as if this was a very normal thing.

"Don't even think about it! Traitor!"

Puff Horus suddenly jumped up and swung his fist, but it missed by just a millimeter. Horus looked at the fist that stopped at his face, his mouth curled up, and then he laughed heartily.

"You think you are loyal? Don't joke! You are me! The Empire will not be destroyed because of the death of the Emperor! But at the same time, I really want you to see what the Empire will look like after it is destroyed."

"Alright! Sejanus, take him away!"

Sejanus said nothing, but took a step forward.

"Sejanus! You are loyal! You should know who you are loyal to!"

Puff Horus looked at his offspring who should have died long ago! He hoped to activate the little loyalty left in Sejanus' heart.

But Sejanus rolled his eyes.

All he could think about now was CS! Anyway, the fights between these Primarchs had nothing to do with him. He was just a part-time worker!

Thinking of this, Sejanus directly pulled up the chain, and the inscription of loyalty engraved with the yellow-skinned god suddenly shone with golden light.

Puff Horus couldn't understand why he was brought out of prison so easily by Warmaster Horus!

So easy!

It was as if it had been premeditated, as if...

Thinking of this, Puff Horus instantly guessed that the Word Bearers and the Thousand Sons had also betrayed!

But why? Why!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Why?

Erebus stared at the star map coldly.

He was waiting, waiting for the Ultramarines to blow up the Perfect City, as long as he dared to do so! Erebus immediately rushed out and packed up all the Warp Demons under Guilliman and took them away.

Jealous! So jealous!

Even if you, Guilliman, blow up in your own home! Erebus has a hundred reasons to say that the City of Perfection is the inviolable territory of the Word Bearers! Don't talk about drills!

I exercise NDY!

Is there any evidence?

During this meeting, Aribas specifically told Magnus not to record the video!

Don't ever record a video!

In fact, Erebus felt that what he was doing was so right.

Once the traitor Primarchs are assigned to different legions, and Guilliman's side explodes, Erebus will start robbing!

From Macragge to the Five Hundred Worlds, as long as there is a Chaos that has not been found, Erebus will think that Guilliman is so powerful!

“Is this really a good idea?”

Luo Jia was a little worried, after all, most of the Word Bearers were Ultramarines now!

What if I betray and these guys surrender again?

"Don't worry, nothing will happen if I touch Guilliman's mother."

If something happens, Erebus will just touch Guilliman's mother, which can prevent Guilliman from biting anyone in the end!

"By the way, how are things going with the Dark Angels?"

Erebus asked Kor Phaeron beside him.

"That bastard Luther discovered something: if they prayed to Ryan frequently, Ryan would subconsciously respond to them. At that time, a gray mist would appear on their bodies, and this mist could directly enter the subspace."

Kor Phaeron said.

"What are the drawbacks?"

Erebus knew that such a good thing would definitely not be without any side effects.

"The downside is that it can only hold one sack, and it must be a descendant of Ryan, or someone very close to him. The power of the lion is just an unconscious emission, and not everyone can possess this ability. Of course, most of those who possess this ability call themselves fallen angels."

Kor Phaeron said with a smile.

"Very good! Let Luther lead these guys to practice more. Does Ryan know about this?"

"I know a little bit, but he definitely doesn't know the details."

Kor Phaeron replied.

"That's fine. Okay, things will start from the Perfect City, so we just need to wait for Guilliman to start the bombing!"

"Oh right! What's this Second Empire you mentioned?"

Luo Jia suddenly asked at this time.

"Oh! It means to let Guilliman establish a Second Empire. Didn't we establish one before?"

Erebus said this in response to this problem.

"Erebus! My dear brother, what do I mean? I mean, can you establish a second kingdom of God? I want to be the Pope of the kingdom of God!"

Luo Jia Kaba blinked his eyes.

"? You want to be the God Emperor?"

Erebus was a little confused.

"No, I just want to feel what it's like to be an emperor!"

"Then go to Terra and get me all the documents on Malcador's desk!"

Lorga was silent for a moment.

"It doesn't matter if this emperor is not worthy of being one!"

He writes books every day, so how can he have time to work? Luo Jia instantly understood that this was Erebus reminding him that it was time for him to work!

So Luo Jia chose to play dumb! I know nothing!

Don't ask me! I don't know! I don't know! Erebus!

Erebus watched Lorgar skipping away from the ship, bewildered. "Never mind, let's leave it at that!"

……

Macragge.

Guilliman, Lord of the Ultramarines.

He scratched his head, something was wrong!

Although he had already evacuated the Perfect City on this planet, and according to the script, had all these Word Bearers kneel on the ground and await the destruction of the Perfect City, why didn't these guys play by the rules? Shouldn't they kneel on the ground and remain silent? What did these guys mean by holding up the signs?

Guilliman watched the images coming back from below.

"Protest! Serious protest! The Ultramarines are declaring war on the Word Bearers!"

"Down! Guilliman! Free the Chaos Daemon!"

"Warp demons need care!"

Guilliman immediately thought these guys were absolutely crazy. Didn't Erebus tell his own soldiers about the current situation? Something was wrong! Absolutely not right!

Guilliman's sixth sense told him that Erebus was definitely going to get him a big one!

But what can Erebus do for himself?

Could it be that right after he blew up Perfect City, someone would airdrop into his house, capture his mother, and then demand compensation?

Hahaha! This kind of thing!

CTMD Erebus can really do it!

Thinking of this, Guilliman immediately conveyed his order.

What perfect city! I won't bomb it! That bastard Erebus is going to rob my own house!

Absolutely! Absolutely! That Chaos is definitely going to rob his house!

"The entire fleet is ready to return to defense!"

"Go home! Go home quickly!"

Guilliman roared loudly, and as the warp engine continued to warm up, Guilliman saw a huge mushroom cloud appear on the surface of the planet. The Perfect City exploded! ! ! !

It wasn't the Ultramarines who blew it up!

Guilliman never gave any order to bomb the Perfect City!

There was only one possible scenario! That was that the Word Bearers had blown up the Perfect City themselves!

"CS! Erebus you CS!"

Guilliman knew that he was definitely in Erebus's trap!

He didn't care what was happening below. As the subspace portal opened, he led the fleet and rushed in immediately.

Just as Guilliman had expected.

The Word Bearers' fleet had already reached the Five Hundred Worlds. When Erebus looked at Macragge below, he said this.

"Guilliman! It's time for you to pay your taxes!"

……

Five hundred worlds.

As Guilliman's domain, this star field is harmonious and stable, and the people live and work in peace and contentment, although each planet has some masterpieces of the great Ultramarines Lord Guilliman brothers.

But the people of the five hundred worlds still praise them.

But today is different, today is different from the past.

In the fields, a farmer was drinking his tea comfortably. He looked at the vampires working in the fields below. On this agricultural planet, he was extremely grateful to Guilliman for bringing back so many cattle and horses. Although Chaos would occasionally break out and kill and burn people, it would not be long before those dead guys would be resurrected under the protection of the God of Death and Rebirth. Of course, this was not without any cost.

Inside the fields, the statues of Imperial Saint Jeremiah and the Yellow-skinned God emitted a soft glow.

Just when the farmer thought today was going to be a pleasant day, he saw rain falling from the sky.

Accompanied by the sound of air defense alarms across the entire planet.

The airborne capsules fell directly to the ground like a fountain, and the farmer was instantly shocked.

What's that coming?

With a loud bang, the vampires in the field had not yet figured out what was happening when they saw the airborne capsule kicked open in an instant.

"Where is Chaos!!!!"

The appearance of several Word Bearers caused the Chaos Demons to roar in terror and then flee in all directions.

The farmer stood up and picked up the hunting rifle in his hand.

"bump!"

The farmer fired.

The leading Word Bearer glanced at the farmer, then he quickly ran over and stood on top of the farmer's head.

A loyalty talisman was pasted on the paper.

When the Word Bearer saw that the thing in the farmer's head was not burning, he frowned and walked away.

MD a mortal!

"Brothers! Here! Load it up! Load it up!"

The Word Bearers roared, each of them holding a sack in one hand. No Chaos Daemon could escape them, from the fields to the buildings, and finally they rushed into the cellar.

When the skinny vampires saw the cellar door opened.

A Word Bearer's head popped in.

"Praise Lord Erebus!"

The Word Bearer's helmet instantly terrified the vampires!

"Blood God! Help! It's the Word Bearer! Help!!!!!"

The vampires were frantically digging holes in the ground, trying to leave, but facing the Word Bearers, these guys were like a group of lambs to be slaughtered.