Chapter 479

"Lucius is dead, and you are seriously injured," Lu Se said to Erebus in a flat, slow tone.

On the Abyss-class battleship Blessed Lady, demons were continuously filling and repairing Erebus's body, healing the scars left by Khârn and Kossolax.

This made "Lu Se," who was standing before Erebus, feel a little curious, curious about how Erebus had fallen into such a miserable state.

The "Lu Se" before Erebus's eyes looked as if he had been pieced together from fragments of corpses. Countless insects crawled and shuttled between the corpse pieces, using their insect bodies to connect the corpses, forming a human form that roughly resembled Lu Se.

In the brain part of "Lu Se," a very long centipede was inserted. Half of the centipede's body filled his brain, while the other half stretched out like an antenna, probing into the Warp in mid-air.

This was the technology of Nurgle Chosen Typhus, which could allow Lu Se to have a secret conversation with Erebus through this corpse from the other side of the galaxy.

Lu Se and Typhus had forged a friendship of some degree as early as ten thousand years ago. Lu Se seemed to trust Typhus very much.

But Erebus didn't trust him. Typhus was a person who could even betray his own Primarch; how could anyone trust such a person?

Unlike Erebus, who had always maintained an excellent relationship with his Primarch.

Lu Se's face revealed a grotesque, deformed, and ugly expression, looking curiously at Erebus, seemingly wanting to know how Erebus had fallen into this state.

Although Erebus's own level was not good, if it were really placed in an arena or a one-on-one battlefield, Lu Se would only need about half a second to peel off Erebus's skin.

But Erebus's true danger didn't lie in his own strength. He was a person who had once been favored by the gods, the chief tool for the gods to act out their will in the mortal world. He had received immense gifts from the gods, possessed a great deal of demonological knowledge, and had accumulated a large number of ancient artifacts in his hands.

Adding these together, it was really not easy to kill Erebus.

Erebus felt resentment and shame; he was unwilling to recount his failure.

"Some accidents, unexpected situations," he said vaguely.

This made Lu Se frown slightly: "Are you hiding something from me? Erebus, I need to know the enemy's situation."

Lu Se's words made Erebus's expression twitch and look ugly.

This foster father of the Lion, after the impact of the destruction of Caliban, the ten thousand years of imprisonment by the Dark Angels, and the erosion of Chaos evil energy, his brain was no longer normal, but he still maintained some of the keen insight of the former Dark Angels.

Erebus had to take out the skills he used to deceive Horus in the past to carefully deceive Lu Se, not touching Lu Se's sensitive nerves.

In order not to arouse Lu Se's suspicion, Erebus had to put on a sincere tone and say: "My friend, because what I want to say is very shocking."

"Sharrowkyn has returned."

"Oh!" Lu Se raised his eyebrows slightly: "The Mournival Raven? Holy Doraemon resurrected him?"

This made Lu Se a little happy. Since Holy Doraemon could resurrect Sharrowkyn from ten thousand years ago, then he must be able to resurrect the Lion.

"Khârn has received the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's blessing to a certain extent, and the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's flames are now ignited on his Blood Child."

"The current Khârn is the Primaris Possessed Khorne Doraemon Hua Hua Hua Di Huang Triple-Material Chosen Khârn."

"Ah?" Lu Se listened to Erebus's string of tongue-twisters and couldn't help but shake his head: "The Hua Hua Hua Di Huang blessed Khârn... That man's secrets are more than the entire First Legion combined; it's not strange for him to do anything."

But he noticed that Erebus seemed to be hiding something.

Because Erebus had a hideous wound on his body that didn't belong to Khârn's style.

Because if it were Khârn, this kind of close-range wound, from Erebus's face to his chest, would definitely be a one-hit kill.

"Kossolax, a small Chaos Lord, just betrayed me," Erebus said with a distorted face.

It wasn't shameful to be almost sniped by Sharrowkyn; Fulgrim had been shot in the head by him.

It wasn't shameful to be almost killed by Khârn either; it wasn't the first time for Erebus anyway, and even Sigismund had almost been killed by Khârn.

What was truly shameful was that axe blow from Kossolax. He, the dignified Hand of Fate, the only people who had hurt him to that extent in the past were figures of the level of Horus and Khârn, and Kossolax, a mere Chaos Lord who started as a World Eater lieutenant, had actually hurt him to this extent.

"Who is Kossolax?" Lu Se revealed a confused expression.

As half a Legion Master, he certainly wouldn't pay attention to a lieutenant in the World Eaters who had no fame.

"... He is an extremely terrifying person," Erebus said after being silent for a few seconds, choosing to boast about Kossolax between belittling himself and belittling Kossolax.

After all, if he belittled Kossolax, it would be especially clownish for him to be hurt by Kossolax.

But if he blew Kossolax up, it wouldn't be so shameful for him to be slashed by an axe.

"This person is a World Eater, with extremely deep schemes, and his ambition is no less than Guilliman's."

"I was deceived by him. He hid his malice behind his eyes and betrayed me at my most dangerous moment, causing my plans to fall short."

"Fortunately, I am the Hand of Fate, having long seen through the destined destiny, so I got rid of this great disaster at the cost of this bit of injury."

Lu Se was slightly suspicious, sizing up Erebus, but upon hearing Erebus say that this person was dead, he felt a little relieved.

"How is your situation?" Erebus turned to ask.

"Sanguinius has set his sights on me. I don't know why they suddenly shifted their attention from you to me."

Lu Se said with a tone of reproach; Erebus's role was to contain firepower for Lu Se:

"I don't fear Mephiston; he hasn't walked as far as I have on the path of the Warp."

"But if Sanguinius himself takes action, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to cope, and I can only flee in a panic."

Lu Se had received many gifts from the four gods and had also mastered some of the secrets left by the ancient Caliban saints to a certain extent. He himself claimed that he had truly mastered the power of Chaos and had reached the end of the path of Chaos. Regardless of the truth of this last point, Lu Se did possess extremely terrifying strength, even capable of clashing with a Primarch to a certain extent.

But it was only clashing; encountering the current Sanguinius, Lu Se could at most support for a while and then flee.

"I have a way to hold back Sanguinius," Erebus said: "You don't need to worry about him."

"You?" Lu Se raised his eyebrows slightly.

"It is I," Erebus raised his head somewhat proudly: "You all say that the Blood Angels' Primarch is perfect, but I am good at finding cracks in perfect people."

"Ten thousand years ago, on the Signus Cluster, I used the anger of a large number of dead Blood Angels to distill and manufacture an artifact, named the Fire of Fury."

"This artifact contains the power of the Blood God himself, which can infect Blood Angels and awaken their anger... but that's not the point."

"I once deceived Sanguinius, saying that as long as Sanguinius himself stepped into the Fire of Fury and accepted the power within, he could exchange it for his sons being saved, forever getting rid of the torment of the Red Thirst."

"This was, of course, a lie. I could have used this to offer Sanguinius and his Legion to the Blood God, but unfortunately, before Sanguinius took the bait, his apothecary Meros—a despicable, tiny, and insignificant Blood Angel—stepped into the Fire of Fury instead of Sanguinius, exposing my conspiracy."

"Although I failed to corrupt Sanguinius, the Blood God's power and the anger of the dead Blood Angels successfully created a demon closely connected to the Blood Angels. This demon occupied the body of the apothecary Meros, was born in the material universe and the Warp, and called himself the Red Angel."

"This demon still exists, still occupies the body of the apothecary Meros, and has long secretly corrupted a sub-chapter of the Blood Angels."

Erebus revealed a mocking smile:

"This is Sanguinius's weakness; he cannot abandon his sons. He loves his sons too much."

"I will use this to help you hold back Sanguinius."

Lu Se didn't express any opinion on Erebus's cunning.

Erebus didn't care about Lu Se's reaction, but continued to ask: "How many Fallen have you gathered now?"

Lu Se reported a number.

"Too few," Erebus frowned tightly, this number was a drop in the bucket compared to what he needed: "What exactly are you doing? Lu Se?"

"It's not your turn to question me. I am the second-in-command of the Dark Angels, half a Legion Master; I know better than you how to assemble a Legion."

Lu Se smiled disdainfully and said:

"And I have unique helpers... hmm?"

Erebus just wanted to continue asking, but that corpse with Lu Se's appearance suddenly turned his head, seemingly talking to someone beside him.

"What do you mean a silver skeleton glowing with blue and green light ransacked my room and stole all the daggers, amulets, and sword boxes the Lion gave me?"

Then Lu Se looked at Erebus: "I have urgent matters, I'm logging off first."

As the words fell, without waiting for Erebus to speak, the corpse shattered with a bang, turning into a pile of corpse pieces and falling to the ground.

Erebus felt a little dissatisfied, but didn't say much. He had important things to do.

The Blood God had agreed to add more gifts and help to Erebus, but the premise was that Erebus must continue to try to corrupt Titus... It didn't matter if he didn't corrupt Titus; Sanguinius, Dante, and Calgar were all fine.

Erebus's brain was fine, so he naturally chose Titus.

Besides the Blood God, Erebus also hoped to get help from another person...

He drove the spell, mobilized his psychic power, and opened a communication.

A bald man wearing a simple monk's robe, quite tall, with a handsome face, appeared and disappeared before Erebus's eyes.

"Father," Erebus said with a loyal and honest look.

Then, the bald monk raised his head slightly:

"Who?"

"Erebus?"

"Don't disturb my meditation."

"Get lost."

Then the bald monk's figure disappeared from Erebus's eyes, leaving only Erebus, whose whole body was stiff.

(End of chapter)