Chapter 69

Besdor was sure that Erebas was not crazy, but he was not far from the word crazy. In his eyes, Erebas was not following the Four Paths, but using the meaning of the Four Paths to gain benefits for himself, and he readily accepted the character of being the most hated guy in the Eye of Terror. Primarch, if Erebas had any ambition, he should have used the meeting that only the High Priest of the Word Bearers could attend to establish good relations with the Primarch and other Word Bearers factions. If he had done so, the warband would not be living a life where robbery was not very effective!

"Ha, what's the point of thinking about this now? Erebus is rotten, so I won't follow the words of the Primarch anymore?"

After a crazy brainstorming for a while, Bestor, who felt that he could only rot with Erebus, smiled bitterly and shook his head. After knocking on his body a few times to make sure that his old power armor had no operational problems, he was ready to leave the terrace. However, he had just taken two steps out when a strange feeling made him look at a certain house involuntarily, and walked towards it involuntarily.

"What is it, come out!"

However, this "involuntarily" came quickly, and was also suppressed quickly by Bestor - after the initial loss of consciousness for less than a second, Bestor quickly regained control of his body. Realizing that something was wrong, he tightened his chainsaw sword while his other hand touched the grenade launcher at his waist. He was ready to draw his gun at any time to strike back at the thing that had charmed him by some unknown means - even though he only had one magazine of explosive bullets on hand...

"Don't be nervous, Bestor."

The next moment, Bestor heard the voice of his old friend.

"Gemaer!?"

"It's me."

Gemaer said this and opened the door and walked out of the room. Of course, as soon as he stepped out of the door, he knew that Bestor's explosive bullet gun, who had never "unexpectedly met" in the Eye of Terror, had already locked his head.

"Stand there, I can't be sure what you are - as far as I know, Gemal should be on the Painful Truth now, and that ship entered the orbit of this world half an hour ago."

"I am Gemal - brother, I come to you in this way to persuade you to spurn Erebus and return to the true right path. This is your last chance."

Hearing Bestor's words, Gemal stood at the door obediently and spread his hands to show that he had no weapons and no ill intentions, but...

"Gemal would not say such a thing, you are not Gemal, who are you?"

Although he felt that Gemal's words of 'spurning Erebus' made a lot of sense, Bestor, who knew that Gemal and he firmly believed in the Four Truths of the Primarch, became more vigilant - he was sure that the Gemal he knew would never say such words! In other words, this Gemar was either someone pretending to be his friend, or the 'Eye of Terror' caught something in his heart and brought him an 'illusion', or the answer was even worse - he was Gemar, but he was no longer Gemar!

"Hey, I said, I must be needed - hello, my name is Lusaka!"

The elegant and gentle female voice suddenly came into Bestor's ears, and a ball of golden smoke rose around Gemar without any sign. The invisible sense of oppression in the smoke easily made Bestor a little unable to hold his weapon - when the smoke condensed and the image of the existence inside appeared in front of Bestor, the veteran of the Word Bearers could hardly believe his eyes.

Standing next to his best friend was actually a Slaanesh Daemon! Moreover, it seemed to be the best among the Slaanesh Daemon, the kind that specialized in torture!

"Goma! You actually chose the path to Elysium? This is against the teachings of the Primarch!!"

Under the suppression of Rusalka's aura, Bestor tried his best to suppress some bad feelings in his heart. He breathed hard, clenched the weapon in his hand again, and silently recited the Primarch's words in his heart

to resist the terrifying aura surrounding the Slaanesh Demon who appeared in front of him - although, although, this seemed to have little effect.

"Not so, on the contrary, I have realized the true righteousness - the existence of this Rusalka Demon is the symbol of the true righteousness."

Goma's words made Bestor further confirm his previous guesses. He raised the chainsaw sword in his hand with great willpower and pointed the blade at the Slaanesh Demon to express his attitude - but the next moment, Bestor was shocked by what the Slaanesh Demon took out and became a "sculpture".

"That - how is it possible! How could He take out this book? This is impossible!"

"That's why I say His existence represents the true right path - return to the true right path, my friend. The reason I came to recruit you is because I know that you have this understanding."

Gomaal's hand gently passed over his chest, allowing some energy to flow while also removing the illusion that Lusalka had cast on him - the Mark of Purity, the Word of the Emperor, and many more things that should not have appeared on Gemaal at all appeared one by one in front of Bestor, shocking his soul and destroying his worldview - Primarch above! Why did his old friend return to the knees of the rotten corpse of the throne, and seemed so happy to do so? Could it be that he didn't know that doing so would betray the Holy Word of the Primarch... Wait?

Bestor, who suddenly realized something in his heart, cast his eyes on the book held by the Slaanesh Daemon standing behind his old friend. Many memories that should have been annihilated in his mind were clearly pieced together again because of the title of this book - the Word of the Emperor is a banned book of the Word Bearers, but it is also true that the words in this book praising the false emperor on the throne were written by the Primarch of the Word Bearers - seeing this Slaanesh Daemon holding this book without any pressure, and even the flames rising from his body are still golden, could it be...?

"That's right."

Gemal's voice interrupted Bestor's thoughts. Surprised that his friend seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, Bestor looked at his old friend in astonishment, and in return he received a smile from his old friend - a truly warm smile that had disappeared from the Word Bearers long ago.

"How can you..."

"I can guess your thoughts - my friend, this is not difficult to guess. Come on, let us understand the true righteousness together and understand the original meaning of our Primarch."

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The Grand Master of the Grey Knights felt very depressed.

Or rather, it was difficult for him to find a specific word to describe his current mood, so he had to use the word "depression" to roughly summarize his mental state.

After all, what he was participating in now - or at least what he knew was not something a Grey Knight should be so indifferently involved in - after the Suffering Truth successfully established a two-way connection with Erebus and reached the sky above the demon planet without hindrance, those 'future Imperials' who realized that most of this world had fallen into the Warp began their incredible operations again - they summoned the Word Bearers who were already loyal to the Emperor on the cruiser, and asked them to give a list of Word Bearers 'who they knew might understand the Emperor's true words', and then, with the help of that... well, demon named Rusalka, who looked very top-notch but was definitely not a Slaanesh Daemon, and God knows how to classify him, they projected part of their will onto the surface of the planet in order to 'persuade' the Word Bearers on the list. Well, this scene gave Diego a sense of déjà vu no matter how he looked at it...

"Ms. Dark, I think this guy looks promising. Give him some strength? - Sadness, on fire."

"I think this guy I'm looking at has a chance to join the ranks - um... well, he's on fire too."

"Someone kneeled! Someone kneeled! One guy has successfully turned over a new leaf!"

"According to the current statistics, more than 30 people have been burned and two have become good. The success rate is not bad - Ms. Dark, should we expand the list later?"

Of course, Diego's entanglement was not caught by the Hammers - because they had several The human body can't play any role in this happy event, so they are constantly paying attention to the progress of the Dark Lady's operation, happily watching the Word Bearers who are being "persuaded" - every time a Word Bearer burns, or kneels down and declares that he will use everything he has left to be loyal to the Emperor, the Hammers will cheer or sigh in the group - well, fortunately Diego has no idea what the Hammers are talking about in the exclusive chat group, otherwise, the Grey Knights Grand Master who finally believed in the Hammers 99% is not sure... Well, it won't be a positive impression anyway. "Okay, since it's so effective, of course we must enjoy it to the end! -- Erebus, this scumbag chose to make a fortune by betrayal, so it's really appropriate to use an 'incredible' betrayal as the opening ceremony and let him perform the last comedy of his life! Ah! I think I'm so high!!" The Dark Lady's demon advent twisted wildly on the bridge, making Diego frown, but after thinking that these guys were really doing something, the Grey Knights Grand Master had to close his eyes and sit on the chair with his weapon to take a nap. In a nutshell, out of sight, out of mind. ———————————————Erebus's dividing line——————————————————————————

Wearing a robe with a luxurious appearance, hung with human skin scrolls with the holy words of his own gene primarch and painted with the symbol of Chaos Undivided.

Holding a scepter with endless dark aura lingering on it and engraved with the curse words of the warp.

Having finished dressing, Erebas walked out of his room with a hypocritical smile on his face, and headed towards the gate of the temple as usual. At the door, his personal attendant had brought everything that the dark apostle needed to prepare before preaching, as usual - this behavior has been going on for thousands of years, and Erebas has become accustomed to it.

"Sir, the car is ready."

After completing the final preparations before the sermon at the door, another personal attendant of Erebus walked up to him and knelt down on one knee.

"Um."

Erebus nodded slightly and motioned to the attendant to take him to the car. The attendant didn't say much, and turned around with another attendant to 'serve' Erebus. After walking out of the gate of the temple - at the gate, a black armored car was trembling slightly under the power of the engine, waiting for the arrival of the dark apostle.

"Go and open the door."

Erebus said this, and then his expression froze.

Because Erebus saw it and saw the bolter sticking out from the car and aiming at him.

Thirty-four. Erebus must die! ——The hunted dark apostle

Why would I encounter such a thing in the sacred world I chose?

When he was hit hard by a pile of explosive bombs, and when the shock wave of the explosive bomb explosion forced the dark apostle to retreat involuntarily, he almost fell to the ground in an extremely embarrassing posture, This thought flashed through Erebus's mind involuntarily. Question - Because this world is too sacred, the war gang members who can be selected by Erebus to participate in the sacred affairs on this planet can be said to have been carefully selected by Erebus - but why are they among them? How could someone choose to raise the flag of rebellion and betray themselves?

"You guys! Have you forgotten the teachings of the Primarch? Are you ready to abandon the Fourfold Path???"

However, although this round of explosive bombs is a fatal blow to most Astartes, for those like Erebus who have accepted various 'gifts' from the Destruction Power for a long time, Even if the thing was calculated intentionally or unintentionally, he would only have a pile of clothes ripped apart, and a lot of ugly wounds on his body caused by shrapnel and high temperature. In the rage of being betrayed, Ari Bass quickly chanted an evil spell, opened his hand, which although still had the appearance of five fingers, was no longer a human hand, guided the furious power of the supreme sky, and pinched the black car that was supposed to be his car. The armored vehicle vows to crush the bodies of the hateful traitors and bind their souls to their own scepters to remind those who come after them - those who betray Erebas will never recover!

However, just before Erebus's spell took shape and was about to shake the power in the vast ocean into reality, a pale golden flame rose up on the black armored vehicle without warning, and quickly condensed into a Several faces that Erebus was very familiar with—accompanied by the peculiar cunning laughter of Tzeentch demons, a large golden fireball formed in the air, sweeping in the opposite direction against Erebus's spell—the two No shares Compatible forces collided in mid-air at lightning speed. The shock wave generated by the annihilation of supernatural energy quickly engulfed the land hundreds of meters in radius. Inorganic objects that became sentient due to the pollution of chaotic power screamed in the storm. Annihilation, the temple of Erebus collapsed in the turmoil, countless numb slaves were swallowed by death in a dull manner, and several Chaos traitors were destroyed in the torrent of Chaos before they even had time to howl.

"Messenger of the Usurper?"

The sudden change also gave Erebas the ultimate surprise. While his temple was turned into ruins amidst the rumbling sound, the Dark Apostle was also swept up by this strong wind of chaos for a long time, and then acted like a shoddy man. He was thrown onto a pile of rocks with a splat like a rag doll. The terrifying impact instantly penetrated Erebus's internal organs in the mortal world, and large mouthfuls of black blood continued to gush out of his mouth.

"We are not the messengers of the usurper, we are the judges of existence who are here to 'send' you to where you should go, scum."

Although it looks like a very normal Tzeentch demon, it has golden wings and is holding a thing that is more like the scepter of the national religion than a staff. It exists in the storm that slowly turns golden. He walked out, the golden flames burning in his eyes constantly telling Erebas some terrible truth. Seeing something that was completely impossible to exist in his cognition appear in front of him, Erebus tasted the emotion called 'fear' for the first time since he was born.

"You are not qualified to return to peace, Da Ni. You can't go anywhere except the ending we have arranged for you."

Before Erebus's mind could change from 'Am I awake? ’ Coming out of such chaotic thoughts,

In the storm, there was another golden flame burning on his body. He was shaking a bell with the imperial double-headed eagle logo engraved on it in his hand. The "Great Unclean One" whose body and skin were extremely smooth and without any festering pustules slowly appeared in the world and walked step by step. In the direction of Erebus, with every step, this person The extremely weird demon in Erebas's eyes would ring the bell once, letting the sigh-like sound of the bell reach his ears. With every step, a 'Nurgle Demon' similar to its existence would appear behind it. ', cruelly telling this rebel a 'crazy' story.

"The Holy Emperor has an order! This world must burn! Kill everything! Exterminate everything! Offer your skull to a golden throne! Blood sacrifice to the true God!!!"

The bloodthirsty demon with huge demon wings spread out proudly displayed the double-headed eagle on the armor on his chest. He held up the demon-conquering sword with the emperor's golden flames in his hand, and fell heavily from the sky to the ground, accompanied by The bloodthirsty demon appeared together with the airborne pod that fell from the sky like a meteor shower - however! Aren't the Legion marks on those drop pods those of the Chaos Octagram or the World Eaters? Why would they? ? ? Wait, if they knew they were here, it was indeed possible for them to do this. However, why was the roar coming from the communication channel 'for the Emperor'? ? ?

"Hehehe - Hello Erebus, I am the drama director of everything you are encountering now. I named this drama 'The Great Rebellion of the Holy Word Star'. The people under your command are because you are too Waste and too scum, decided to launch a powerful uprising against you, so that those who are qualified to repent can return to the command of the Holy Emperor - for this, should you sacrifice your putrid life and soul for This drama has a value Where's the commendable ending? Don't worry, I will make hundreds of millions of copies of your fate, so that it will be spread in reality and subspace forever, so that your name will never be forgotten by history, and by the way, I will do the same thing as you. Beings who deserve to be punished with eternal punishment know their possible fate - well, considering the nature of subspace, will I turn you into a sub-god symbolizing scum and idiots? Oops, it's really embarrassing - —”

In the rippling of the elegant, yet eerie voice of Erebus. The extremely beautiful Slaanesh Demon in the form of the Lady of Darkness gracefully walked out of the golden storm at the end, and controlled all the stabbing swords on his body to fly up, pointing directly at Erebus's body - when those swords pointed at him In an instant, some indescribable pain suddenly erupted from Ari Bas's soul rose up, and in the blink of an eye it was haunted by the dark apostle's limbs and bones - his intuition told Erebas that some really interesting horror was beckoning towards him, if he didn't want to If you can find a way, next year today... No! I don’t even have a death anniversary!

"So, Erebus, what do you want to choose? Should you decisively realize that what you have done cannot even be repaid with your own life, kneel here and wait for death, or...?"

Before the Dark Lady finished speaking, Erebus suddenly destroyed the scepter in his hand. The out-of-control dark power suddenly wrapped around Erebus' body, quickly twisting the fallen man's body. , However, this fallen man did not kill himself in this way, but...

"Hahahaha! No matter who you are! Anyway! Goodbye!!"

In the midst of wild laughter, several rune lines engraved on Erebus, whose body no longer looked like a human, suddenly connected with each other, forming a magic circle covering his whole body. The energy of the subspace flashed in these magic circles. And passed away, letting the dark messenger disappear from the place in the blink of an eye - seeing that Erebus had made a choice, the dark lady smiled and 'squinted her eyes'.

"Everyone, Erebus chose the worst option, and I am happy to announce - implement Plan B!"

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The current state of the Holy Word Star is either that he is crazy, or that the demon world is crazy. Since the subspace is inherently crazy, so it can only be that he is crazy - well, maybe it is not that he is crazy, but that he is. Are you facing the test given to you by the great powers? Otherwise, how could he be betrayed by his men, and how could he see those strange messengers of the gods? It must be like this, it must be like this!

Erebus fell into the room he had prepared as an escape route in a very bad and painful posture, breathing heavily, regardless of the pain all over his body caused by forcibly initiating this escape ritual. Feeling the severe pain of tearing bones and flesh, he struggled to stand up, holding on to the wall, and carefully moved to a crystal clear crystal ball. Next to him, he chanted incantations in a low voice, calling for the supreme wisdom in the subspace, and humbly asked to borrow their eyes so that he could determine the current appearance of the planet - as the dark ritual gradually transformed the world into something Everything was pieced together in pieces before Erebas' eyes, and the questions in the dark apostle's mind were surging more and more...

The World Eaters and the Black Legion, together with the envoys of the Chaos Powers, were burning, killing and pillaging this sacred planet.

Appearing out of nowhere, the Astartes of the Empire who are running rampant on this planet have at least witnessed the emergence of multiple founding groups such as the Dark Angels, Imperial Fists, Space Wolves, and Ultramarines - and , they look like the World Eaters, the Black Legion, and even the emissaries of the Mighty Ones

Are they all getting along well?

The mortal Astral Legion and the nuns of the Ecclesiarchy - as well as a large number of members of the Adeptus Mechanicus are also frantically destroying the buildings they have worked so hard to build in this world. Things like the Shadow Sword super-heavy tank are free of charge. Multiple units appeared directly - the emblem engraved on the most conspicuous Shadow Sword clearly showed that the crew members of this Shadow Sword were the best among the best. Then, the simplest question came, how did so many mortals appear?

Well, if these mortals weren't a problem, the aircraft belonging to the Eldar flying across the sky really was! Erebus knew what the predecessor of the Eye of Terror was. With the virtue of the Eldar, they would actually choose to come back, and! Still launching an attack on yourself so deep into the Eye of Terror area? That’s right! Did he even see the aircraft of the Dark Eldar flying past just now?

Hmm...there are also green metal skeletons bombarding the Holy Word Star, some kind of bald-headed thing holding various weapons that looks very unhuman, and the self-proclaimed Titanium is in this galaxy. Even if it is just a fledgling thing - Erebus is certain that on this sacred planet, races and forces that are difficult to assemble in a normal apocalypse-level war have been assembled, and yet they have used strange reasons to achieve unknown things. The kind of 'consensus'!

"Great gods, I will do my best to pass the test given to me by the nobles - in order for me to better implement your will, here, I plead..."

After repeatedly confirming that the current situation on the Holy Word Star was extremely abnormal, Erebus, who had regained a little strength due to this short rest period, did not hesitate to kneel down in front of the eight rays of chaos in the room, using all his strength 'Pious', praying to his master. However, after waiting for a long time, what came into his ears was just a faint sneer that he was not sure whether it existed or not?

"Gods, I understand what you mean."

Despite all the reluctance in his heart, Erebus, who thought he had understood the meaning of the Chaos Gods, still decided to drag his 'mutilated body' through the powerful force that the great powers of destruction had lowered for him. The test——So, Erebus held on to the wall again and walked here On the other side of the secret room, after operating on the wall for a while, a secret door opened in front of him. Then, he raised his wrist and gently pressed a button on his wrist - in an instant, there was only him. The message brought this time, which could only be understood by the Word Bearers' personal guards, spread throughout the Holy Word Star.

"alright."

After completing all this, Erebus, who found his own emergency supplies in the darkroom and confirmed that all of them were normal, breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the small bed in the room and started to adjust his breath. - He was really tired and worried now, so he decided not to go anywhere until his personal bodyguard found him.

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"Come on!!! F2A!!!"

Above the Queen of Rongguang, Liang Feifan, who had temporarily stopped connecting with his descended body, continued to take out chess pieces from his army box and put them into the battlefield, while roaring feverishly to let his chess pieces in this demonic world. Advancing at any cost - well, if you don't look at the main types of chess pieces he took out, maybe he is indeed playing the role of a boundlessly loyal high lord of the Empire...

"Liang Feifan, don't be outrageous. The appearance of titanium inside the eyes is a spectacle in itself. It's even more outrageous that you can kill CSM like a chicken!"

The political commissar who was commanding the joint advance of the Astra Militarum and Space Marines looked at the fanatical Liang Feifan and couldn't help but criticize him. Of course, within a second, the political commissar's criticism was joined by the second wave. Redler, one of the high lords, took over subtly.

"Actually, I personally think that the titanium popping out of Pocket-eye can be explained by a simple subspace surface storm. His black and white bean sprout combination popping out of Pocket-eye is really outrageous - don't forget that Pocket-eye represents coloring. The evil rises and Douya collapses. No one in their right mind will come back to this place!"

"Hey, hey, hey! My bean sprouts' black titanium is not normal. Are the silent ribs normal..."

Hearing Redler's complaints, Liang Feifan protested loudly.

"I think unilaterally, Paigu is at least the most normal among the abnormal things you threw out - although I have to say that everything except CSM and Chaos Demon is not normal."

Gu turned his head and knocked all the rest of Liang Feifan's words into his stomach with a stick. Hearing Gu's words that he didn't seem to be leaning to either side, Liang Feifan muttered a few words in dissatisfaction and continued to direct him. Seeing that something was wrong, the task force army continued to run rampant on the Holy Word Star - this wonderful interaction continued until the communication from Lich Zhang entered the Hammer Man chat room.

"That scum sent a signal, and his coordinates have been determined."

"Huh? This script has reached the most important part so quickly? We thought Erebus had any tricks to escape from this world!"

"Yes, yes! Give us the coordinates! We want to watch the fate of Erebus! No! We are going to participate in the end of Erebus!"

"

Stop, now Brother Yan’s three views have collapsed. If we buy a bunch of more things, Brother Yan may directly suspect that he has fallen into some illusion of the four chaotic vendors - don’t change the plan. After getting Brother Yan away, We had plenty of time to slowly 'talk' to Erebus. "

"Why......"

The other hammermen who were stopped by Lich Zhang sighed, and the hammermen who were able to watch the first wave of "Erebus's Suffering" began to arrange their reserve teams very seriously - the political commissar sister and Liang Feifan re-entered the descending body state, and the dark lady also restrained some of the madness of the previous battle and summoned her four demon chess pieces - as for Lich Zhang, he served as a diplomatic bridge between the Word Bearers who returned to the Emperor's command and Diego, and also provided the Grey Knight Grand Master with a copy of Erebus's current location - of course, Lich Zhang also made a request to the Grey Knight Grand Master, that is, Erebus's sins cannot be purified by death alone, they hope to see a living Erebus - well, the kind that can be breathed.

"Okay."

Diego said so.

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Plop, plop, plop.

Erebas didn't know how long he had been waiting in this room. Of course, he knew that knowing was meaningless, because, in the Eye of Fear, time itself was meaningless.

Plop, plop, plop.

Erebas felt his heart beating very fast, as if they wanted to tell him something - no, this must be what they wanted to tell him, because now he was in the test of the gods, but he chose to wait here. Could it be that the gods were unhappy?

Click, click, click.

Just when the dark apostle was upset, Erebas heard footsteps coming from afar. Quickly, Erebas put his eyes on the observation port and was relieved to see that several of his guards were rushing in this direction - after carefully observing these guards, Erebas felt that most of his worries were gone - sure enough, the betrayal of his subordinates in the car just now was the intention of the gods. It's hard to say, there were no subordinates in the car at that time, only servants of the gods...