Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

"That's not his nature."

Mortarion was silent. Okay, whatever you say is right, liar.

"I'm sorry, Mortarion. I shouldn't have been so arrogant and killed your adoptive father. I was simply blinded by anger because I couldn't tolerate my child being treated like this."

The Emperor was silent for a moment, then spoke.

Although he said so, in fact, the Emperor knew it in his heart. He was thinking of dragging Mortarion to the Great Crusade as soon as possible. It was better to kill a piece of trash, but now it can be salvaged.

Mortarion was a little stunned.

No, was this the Emperor? Was he apologizing? Was he chatting with him? Was he dreaming? Or was he being corrupted? Mortarion gripped his weapon nervously. The coolness of it gave him a glimmer of reality, but the liar before him was too unreal!

It's really unreal!

"Is this how the Emperor always apologizes?"

Erebas was a little speechless. He didn't understand why the Yellow-skinned God always liked to rush over immediately after something happened. Could it be that this guy liked to improve his favorability? Now Erebas seriously suspected that the Emperor either wanted to become a god or wanted to run away!

But the first one is impossible. Erebus will definitely help the Emperor to sit on the Golden Pony... the Throne. As for who to turn to next? Regent Guilliman? Oh my god, you are kidding me!

Erebus was still in a daze, unable to figure it out.

"Erebus!"

Came the Emperor's voice.

Erebus walked over happily.

"This is Erebus, the... Commander of the Word Bearers. I imagine you've met him before."

"Humph!"

Mortarion crossed his arms, indicating that he didn't want to say anything.

"He can help your offspring escape corruption."

"Hello, Erebus."

Mortarion held out his hand.

"?"

Erebus looked at Mortarion, whose expression changed rapidly, and said, "If it's not me, who are you following?"

Erebus was bewildered as Mortarion affectionately shook his hand. Only then did Erebus realize, "Isn't it me who can help Typhons escape corruption? Are you kidding me, you yellow-skinned god?"

Old man Erebus looked at the Emperor as if he was looking at a cell phone, look at what you are saying!

"Besides, my child, I need your help. Humanity needs your help."

The Emperor ignored Erebus's expression and just slapped him on the back of the head.

"I will write a contract and cut off the corrupted side of Typhons, leaving only the good part, but I need Erebus to help me."

The Emperor looked at Mortarion and said that he needed Erebus's help, but he did not look at Erebus the whole time. As Mortarion nodded, the Emperor breathed a sigh of relief.

The Emperor hesitated for a moment, then waved his hand to cover himself, Mortarion, and Erebus with psychic energy.

"Son, I need your help."

"?"

Didn't Erebus lie to him? Did the Emperor really need his help?

Mortarion looked at the humble Emperor and said, "No way! No way! Where's that arrogance you used to show off my adoptive father in front of me?"

"The Empire needs my child."

Haha, it seems like I’m useful.

"I need you more. I cannot bear to see you corrupted, my child." Mortarion couldn't explain the warmth that filled his heart, but he felt that this... Emperor seemed to have changed a little?

"There are many things I haven't told you yet, but I won't tell you anymore, Mortarion. So will you forgive me?"

The Emperor held out his hand, offering it to Mortarion.

Mortarion hesitated, then held out his hand.

But the Emperor pulled Mortarion over and hugged him.

"You are not alone Mortarion, not anymore."

Erebus was shocked, he was shocked!

If things continue like this, Erebus feels that the Emperor may not even be able to sit on the Golden Throne. Will it be Magnus who sits on it in the future?

Maybe it's possible!

"By the way, Mortarion, I have given you a gift. Of course, you also have a share for Erebus. It will be delivered to you by the Custodians in a while. In the meantime, I hope you can wait patiently."

The Emperor smiled and looked at Erebus. It was a... great gift!

77

Chapter 77: Erebus finally got it! But it’s useless!

nausea!

Disgusting!

Erebus looked at the Emperor and Mortarion being affectionate with each other with a troubled look on his face, and he felt like he was about to vomit.

What kind of trick is this that a domineering president uses to deal with his awkward little wife?

Erebus walked forward, feeling as if everything he did was fake.

For example, the emperor, the yellow-skinned man, and Neos.

Erebus needed to admit that the Emperor in his memory was indeed not human, but now that the Emperor was so humane, Erebus was scared, really scared. It was okay once or twice, but this kind of thing happened again and again.

At this moment, Erebus had a bold idea in his mind.

This yellow-skinned guy wouldn't want to push him onto the golden throne, right?

Erebas pondered for a moment, that shouldn't be the case, right?

"Erebus... Erebus!!!!!"

With the Emperor's roar, Erebus finally came back to his senses, and this time there was a hint of vigilance in his eyes when he looked towards the Emperor.

Oh no, this guy is suspicious of me!

The Emperor saw what Erebus was thinking at a glance!

"I'm going to make a contract now. Erebus, you need to assist me."

"what do I need to do?"

After hesitating for a moment, Erebus walked up and saw the Emperor writing various contracts in the air.

Then, he handed Erebus a pen.

Erebus hesitated for a second, but still signed it.

Humph, young!

The Emperor looked at this indenture of service in the Warp, Erebus! You will work for the Empire for the rest of your life!

That’s right, this contract was not signed for Typhons but for Erebus. Anyway, when it comes to contracts, the more the better. You, a young man with only 3 yuan, want to fight me?

Innocent!

"Ah."

Thinking of this, Old Man Huang laughed foolishly, but it only lasted for a moment before he restrained himself, which made Erebas' anus tighten.

What the hell! What the hell! What did I sign? It wasn't a contract to sell my body!

To some extent, Erebus finally got it twice!

Soon, the emperor symbolically pried open Typhon's hand and scratched it twice.

"Well, my child, it will take some time for Typhons to recover. During this time, I will leave Erebus with you. And you, my child, I need you... to use your numerology to help the Empire and help me."

The Emperor looked at Mortarion with tenderness, which made Mortarion very uncomfortable.

"Psionics is a dangerous thing, Mortarion. In fact, I hate it. In the Warp, it has given rise to countless false gods who are constantly destroying you. Although you and your brothers possess some of the power of the Warp... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my child. I shouldn't... I never thought you would hate psionics so much."

Tea! Good tea! So much tea!

If this were a girl, Erebus would feel that this was definitely Slaanesh incarnate, but this was an Emperor!

Erebus feels that this universe is not normal! Absolutely not normal!

"Phew, then why don't we stop it! The Empire doesn't need wizards!"

"I am trying to stop it... But Mortarion, it is difficult. I cannot kill every psyker, human, eldar, greenskin, the countless alien races, the human warp lanes, everything."

The Emperor spoke earnestly to Mortarion.

Mortarion was silent for a moment, turning away from the Emperor and taking a deep breath of Barbarus's poisonous gas.

He looked at the Emperor deeply.

"What do you need me to do."

"Erebus will tell you."

Me? I told him? What did I tell him? Didn't you just give him to me after you'd improved his favorability? Are you crazy?

This scene seemed familiar, and it seemed that Perturabo was the same.

Erebus felt as if he had boarded the Emperor's pirate ship.

After taking a few deep breaths, he looked at Mortarion.

A stiff smile appeared on Erebus's face and he smiled.

You said it! Yellow skin! If you hand over Mortarion to me, I will not be polite!

……

The Yellowskin sold Mortarion to Erebus.

Erebus didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing. Oh, he was referring to the Emperor's Contract. After all, there was something wrong with this yellow-skinned guy!

Originally, this should have been a happy thing for everyone.

But, but Erebus just felt something was wrong. Wasn't this yellow-skinned man looking at him too firmly? Even if he was a 3k soul, why had the people of other worlds never been observed by the Emperor?

Could it be his own subspace projection?

Wait, wait, the projection of his own subspace... Erebus had to be cautious. After all, if it was really like what the yellow-skinned man said, his own subspace was a toilet!

Could it be the Emperor?

"What are you thinking about?"

"Grass!!!!!"

Erebas was frightened by the yellow-skinned man so much that his face turned pale in an instant. He turned his head stiffly and saw that the yellow-skinned man god had appeared again and again!

"Erebus, I can sense your concern. The situation is more complicated than you think."

"Don't be a riddle man!"

The moment Erebus saw the Emperor open his mouth, he was completely paralyzed. He couldn't be PUA! He couldn't be PUA!

"Do you agree with me, fellow?"

"What do you mean?"

"What we're doing now is being kind to the children."

"Maybe."

Erebus is feeling very uncomfortable now, because he has no idea whether the Emperor is good or bad now. There are too many doubts. Maybe I am worrying too much?

"Don't worry about me tricking you, kid. There's nothing to trick you into. You're too young and immature. Even the final step should be taken by me. Of course... Erebus, if I ever truly betray humanity, please kill me. The gift I give you can definitely kill me, provided you can grasp it."

The Emperor patted Erebus, who had let down his guard against him.

Then he disappeared.

Erebus sat on the ground and fell into deep thought. It seemed like it would be another sleepless night.