Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

"This is not the Empire's planet. They are under attack by aliens!"

Erebus picked it up and looked at it carefully for a moment.

"Brothers! Come to life!"

“It’s time to collect taxes!”

Erebus said sullenly.

"Hahahaha!"

The little yellow fox clapped his hands excitedly.

……

The empire's territory is vast, so vast that it is impossible to tell how many lost planets there are in a star field.

Some planets have been out of touch with humanity for far too long, while others know of the rise of the Imperium of Man and the Emperor's magnificent Great Crusade.

And this planet, as a forging world, they found that their planet was attacked by an entire alien fleet at some point.

When their few remaining spaceships were quickly destroyed, the highest echelons of this forge world could only helplessly pin their hopes on the existence of other human civilizations in the vast universe.

But, what a coincidence is.

This message was intercepted by the Shadow Expedition Fleet where Erebus was located.

Of course, Erebus is in a very unhappy mood now!

I'm so unhappy!

He looked at the Primarchs around him, staring at him, and he glared back with resentment, just because there was a little yellow-skinned creature lying on his head.

"Well, Erebus, why don't you return it to us."

"That's right, I think it's better for the Yellow-skinned Goddess to stay away from you!"

Luo Jia and Black Phoenix spoke in unison.

"MD! If you keep doing this, I'll throw her into the subspace!"

Eribas said angrily, you all are sister-con, right?

Ah! Where is the dignity of your Primarchs? Where is your former rebelliousness?

Look at what you have become now!

Erebus looked at Mortarion who was carrying a demon box on his back. He opened the lid and saw a pile of yellow-skinned spirits inside.

"Switch it, Erebus!"

Mortarion said coldly.

Emperor! WRNQN!

"Get out of here!"

Erebus roared angrily!

139

Chapter 139 No, no, no! You are the Warp Demon! You are!

How important are the Warp Gods to ships sailing within the Warp lanes?

Perhaps in the past the Emperor did not have the energy to pay attention to the navigation of all human expeditionary fleets, but the Yellow-skinned Goddess was different. The Shadow Expeditionary Fleet was still in the subspace channel in the last second, and in the next second they had arrived near the rescue galaxy.

"Praise! The Yellow-skinned Goddess!"

"As expected of my sister!"

Erebus looked at the people who were shouting and yelling. He was so desperate that he couldn't even get angry at all.

He completely ignored the little yellow fox that was pulling his head, and he immediately arranged the fleet to form a defensive formation. In the distance, a fleet that was obviously from the Eldar world was pouring its artillery fire towards the planet below, which seemed to be the Forge World.

"Eldar?"

Erebus looked at the various ships, large and small, in the image. No! These weren't normal white bean sprouts. The strange spikes and pure black lines on their ships made them look more like black bean sprouts, like a plundering ship!

This reminded Erebus of the dark city of Commorragh. Those who claimed to be the orthodox Eldar relied on torturing the bodies and souls of others and sucking the souls of others to avoid being eaten by the Lord of Pleasure.

Erebus glanced at the crowd.

The Emperor was sitting on a chair nearby, reading a book, seemingly not caring about what was happening here at all. This kind of retirement lifestyle made Erebus hate it.

He took a deep breath to show that he was not angry with these guys!

"Eldar?"

Mortarion had some dealings with this type of alien, and what annoyed him was that these alien ships were often more flexible, so Mortarion believed that the best way to win was to board them.

This is the same idea as Erebus.

Soon a combat meeting was held among everyone. Mortarion's plan was to let them take on the task of this assault, but it was strongly rejected by Lorgar and the Black Phoenix. Erebus touched his chin.

"We don't know much about this alien. Do you have any good plans, Mortarion?"

Erebus asked immediately.

Mortarion irritably kneaded the yellow-skinned spirit on the table with his hands.

"They are very fast, both the warships and the people. Be prepared for heavy sacrifices."

"Boarding is the best way to fight."

Mortarion said dully.

"Have the 666th Demon Regiment boarding. We need their combat data. Also, send a combined force consisting of the Iron Warriors, Word Bearers, Thousand Sons, Ultramarines, and Luna Wolves, leading the Solar Auxiliary Force to aid this unknown forged planet."

"correct."

When Erebas said this, he suddenly thought of something and then continued to speak to Garulek.

"Let the Ultramarines not go to the battlefield first, and let this planet pay the taxes for me first!"

Having said this, Erebus added Mortarion's Death Guard. After all, the Death Guard and the Iron Warriors were much stronger than the Word Bearers and the Thousand Sons as assault troops on the battlefield.

"yellow……"

Erebus had just opened his mouth when he met the Emperor's cold gaze.

"Your Majesty, can you raise a warp storm?"

Erebus rubbed his hands. The Emperor should be able to fulfill this wish, right?

"This bunch of... aliens use the webway."

The emperor wanted to curse, but he held back after seeing the little yellow-skinned spirit.

Erebus raised his middle finger to the Emperor and asked, "What's the use of you?"

The tough guy sighed.

"Lord Erebus! This fleet is attacking me!"

"????"

Erebus listened to Garurek's words, "Not my brother! What strength do you have to attack me? Are you crazy?"

Erebus took off the small yellow leather cap from his head and threw it to the Emperor casually. The Emperor was so frightened that he dropped the book in his hand. Damn! CS!

The emperor swallowed his anger and decided not to argue with CS!

"All fleets, deploy! A head-on attack, eh?! Let's see who has more HP!"

Erebus slammed his fist heavily on the battle table. Dark Eldar, can they use him to summon more Slaanesh demons?

Property! All of it belongs to Erebus!

Thinking of this, Erebus' eyes became hot.

The Shadow Expeditionary Fleet split into five battle groups and surrounded the Dark Eldar fleet, but to everyone's surprise, this fleet was still fighting back against them?

Soon, several transport ships flew towards the similar yellow-brown planet.

The final mobilization was also underway on the History of Ashes.

Inside the apron.

Kor Phaeron looked at the thousands of demons before him and took a drag on his cigarette.

"Praise! Yellow-skinned God!"

"Praise! Yellow-skinned God!"

"Praise! The Yellow-skinned Goddess!"

"Praise! The Yellow-skinned Goddess!"

Kor Phaeron looked at the demons who spoke in unison and nodded in satisfaction.

"Would you like to work for the Imperial Fists?"

"miss you!"

"Excellent! But the sound is too quiet! Send this one and this one to the Adeptus Mechanicus."

Kor Phaeron pointed at two demons casually, and the Word Bearers beside him dragged the two Slaanesh demons away from the team with an expressionless face.

"Sir! No! Sir! I was wrong!"

The remaining demons looked at Kor Phaeron and the others standing in front of them in fear. After all, being made into demon engines and demon lanterns was too terrifying!

"Lord Erebus said that every demon has its value, so you can either show your own value or I will discover your value."

"This time you have the opportunity to die on the battlefield. It is a great honor. We will equip each demon regiment with two Word Bearers, two Thousand Sons, and three Death Guard."

"This is your chance to backstab the Emperor's warriors, especially the newcomers."

Kor Phaeron said in a slightly mocking tone.

The demons trembled and didn't want to say a word. They would rather be shot in the back by these people than dare to say backstabbing. If the Space Marines died, they died! They were different! They could live after death!

"You only have one mission!"

"Capture that alien ship, intact! The first demon to capture an alien warship will receive a thirty-year vacation and the position of Captain of the Imperial Fist's Gray Squadron!"

"Now! Tell me! What do you think?"

"For the Emperor! For the Yellow-skinned Goddess!"

Kor Phaeron watched as the demons clapped their hands happily, seemingly energized.

"This one! And this one! His face isn't ferocious at all! If he's not ferocious, what kind of demon is he? Send him to the Emperor's Son for plastic surgery!"

Kor Phaeron randomly selected two more attractive demons and then spoke.

No, no, no! We are not demons! You and Master Erebus are the demons!

140

Chapter 140: Black Bean Sprouts Muzan is in Progress!

The God-Emperor is watching us.

We are insignificant, mere currency in his hands.

Death is not terrible, die with honor, fight with honor.

For the Divine Emperor! For the Yellow-skinned Goddess!

I am loyal - a demon of the warp!

Loyalty needs no words. Hundreds of thousands of Warp demons outside the hive were thanking the Emperor while quickly building their positions. As a veteran, Dantioch and Sigismund were ready after learning about the characteristics of this alien.

Build an airtight position and stay firmly here. The Word Bearers and the Thousand Sons have been working overtime to summon those Warp demons. Soldiers from other legions have also begun patrolling the hive.

The Arch-Magus of Mechanicals is conducting archaeological research with the Mechanicus.

Dantioch was a little worried. The guys who came this time were too bulky, and he was worried that the aliens would escape to other places on the planet.

But for now, the war on the planet is not important. The most important thing is space!

In space, Erebus looked coldly at the damn Black Bean Sprout's ships on the combat images. They were so agile that Erebus wished he could board them himself.