Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

As the submarine gradually calmed down, all the water inside was released, and the entire submarine transformed into a ship-like state.

Aaron was soaked to the bone, but his face was full of excitement.

Teenagers are naturally thrilled when they encounter such exciting things.

Once the vehicle had completely leveled off, he remembered to pull out the trachea from his mouth, stick his head out of the cabin, and watch the battle of the giants in the distance.

Then, with a loud "bang," a handsome blue-haired man crashed into the bottom of the boat.

Perhaps it was divine intervention, but his body happened to float over.

Marum couldn't help but marvel at the Emperor's power, which had precisely calculated the destination of the rafting journey.

"It's Uncle Poseidon, we have to get him out!"

Aaron hurriedly reached out his hand, but Marum stopped him:

“I’ll do it. He’s already dead. His body has been smashed into a pile of mush inside, like a fruit that’s gone moldy and sour under the skin.”

Marum had handled many corpses of various causes of death during basic training, so when he first pulled Poseidon out of the water, he almost instinctively drew his dagger to check for vital signs.

It has to be confirmed that he is really dead.

But the dagger appeared in Aaron's eyes. Although he resisted the urge to strike, he stood there frozen, feeling a dangerous urge to murder the emperor's best friend.

What Aaron said next sent chills down his spine.

Aaron stared at himself in horror, his voice trembling as he said:

"Marum, don't even think about cutting off his hair to make a wig!"

The scalpel used to cut hair could not be the large one that Marum had, capable of easily severing a person's head. It had to be carefully calculated, precisely cutting Uncle Poseidon's hair strands according to the degree and extent of his father's alopecia areata.

One more and one less, that's the right way.

Marum silently withdrew his dagger, turned Poseidon over, pried open his mouth, and poured out all the seawater from his stomach.

"He's dead. Now we must protect his body and hope that the master can successfully defeat the demon."

Marum calmly announced the death of Poseidon. There was not much research on immortals within the Empire, and he could only hope that Poseidon would wake up soon.

Aaron leaned against the edge of the hatch, also gazing into the distance.

The Titan named Lightbringer by his father was much more proportionate in size than the other Titans he had glimpsed on Mars.

It has a dedicated head observation chamber, rather than an inverted elliptical triangle, with the head positioned in front of the chest and abdomen.

This gives it a sense of human-like harmony, and its movements are very graceful.

Especially her unique swordsmanship, it was simply born for beauty.

All of his movements, the thrusting and slashing of his sword, were a beautiful dance.

He never imagined that these beautiful movements were actually performed under his father's control.

In other words, that old man who only knew how to burn clay slabs, who slacked off at work all the time, and whose movements were uncoordinated, was actually an art master!

Just how many things does he know?! No wonder Mother fell for Father.

However, what my father taught me was less than what the Pharaoh's craftsmen taught me.

Aaron didn't really want to learn these dance-like sword techniques, but he still hoped his father could be more honest.

The kind of plot where the seemingly useless father in the family suddenly reveals his true identity as the ruler of a nation, a warrior of unparalleled bravery, and overcomes the crisis when everyone is pessimistic about his chances—

It's better if it doesn't happen.

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However, performing a heroic rescue in front of his mother might be a good way to improve their marital relationship.

Poor Aaron, all he ever thought about was how to keep his family harmonious.

At this moment, a battle rages between giants.

The Titan controlled by Slaanesh was also incredibly skilled in Eldar swordsmanship, and its movements were even more obviously seductive.

The two giants moved back and forth, almost as if they were flirting and dancing, exuding a strange and ambiguous atmosphere.

"Here we go again. Can't you learn from Poseidon? There are so many things in this world worth loving. You don't love any of them, but you insist on coming to me."

Anda shouted angrily, saying he hated emotional perverts the most.

In contrast, Khorne's war mania, Nurgle's plague, and Tzeentch's cunning can all be understood as enemies that one needs to fight.

He couldn't bear Slaanesh's love on its own, but this love was actually real.

True love!

Asuyan, I have never seen a god-king like you before. What kind of thing have you raised?

This is no longer just a simple case of yandere and landmines; we must strike hard!

Meanwhile, Anda began to direct Slaanesh's emotions toward Aaron. He had calculated that Aaron was immune to warp corruption, and this moment of distraction would be enough for him to kill Slaanesh and, incidentally, also completely kill the Chaos Giants.

Even if Slaanesh used all his strength, at most he would only make Aaron's ears a little noisy.

Unless Slaanesh descends in person from 30K onwards, the current warp corruption is like asking a kid which one they want: an Ultraman poster or a swimsuit-clad beauty poster.

Oh, Poseidon might have made the wrong choice when he was a child.

Anda's voice echoed in Aaron's mind:

"Aaron, help me distract the demon controlling the giants. Whatever you hear, don't believe it, and don't do anything until I return to you."

Aaron clenched his fist, filled with immense excitement, knowing he could finally help his father fight the demon.

"Understood, I'm ready!"

He sat cross-legged as his father instructed, waiting for the demon to arrive.

How will he meet the demon?

What would a demon look like?

That steel-boned hippo, or some other ferocious and terrifying form?

Aaron closed his eyes and entered a strange meditative state.

He saw nothing.

At the same time, the transformed Slaanesh saw a young, more accepting, and beautiful image of the Purple Moonlight.

My heart was deeply moved, and I felt that same great love, the desire for all humanity to live happy lives, a love that felt like entering heaven.

So cool!

Just as delicious as Neos!

Slaanesh reversed his power, briefly relinquishing control of the Chaos Giants, and rushed toward Aaron.

It's now!

The Lightbringer seized the opportunity and began to unilaterally beat the Chaos Giant, who had lost its leader, and crushed it at will.

Aaron, hang in there!

Anda roared inwardly, his swordsmanship gradually transforming into a terrifying shredder, descending upon his enemy.

Poseidon awoke before the purple divine light reached Aaron.

"Wow——"

"Phew, phew—I'm alive again! Hahaha, it feels so good, it feels like I'm alive."

Poseidon looked around and saw that Marum was firmly guarding Aaron as he meditated.

In the distance, the Chaos Giant is about to be sliced ​​into sushi by the giant robot.

All that remained of the danger was that purple divine light, the demonic deity that had just caused him so much discomfort!

At this moment, the purple divine light was shooting towards his good nephew.

"Damn it, does that mean after taking a bullet for his father, he has to take one for his son too?"

Poseidon hesitated verbally, but his body had already lunged forward, entering a state of psionic release to protect Aaron, and was hit by the purple divine light.

Chapter 127 The Fallen Sea God and the Magical Pony (5K)

The moment Poseidon was struck by the purple divine light, his originally bright blue hair instantly turned purple.

That handsome face was transforming into an indescribably bizarre expression.

Pink lines began to spread from his abdomen, gradually transforming into flowing pink seawater that enveloped him.

"Evil, begone!"

Poseidon roared, his only remaining eye gleaming with blue-gold light, refusing to let anything of it be taken over.

"Evil! I am the sea god!"

Behind him, a male merman, holding a trident, began to materialize, a subspace phantom situated above the waves of the sea.

However, Aaron could hardly see the special effects clearly. He was only attracted by these temporary conflicts. When he opened his eyes, he saw his purple-haired uncle searching for enemies in the void and scolding something.

Marum has revealed his true form, wielding a chainsaw sword to defend himself against Aaron.

“Please step back. Poseidon has been attacked by a demon. Hopefully, he can break free on his own. Or, wait until Your Majesty is free.”

Marum was still able to calmly observe the situation around him; the battle between the giants was nearing its end.

However, it will take at least a few more minutes to incinerate all the Chaos Giants' bodies.

He didn't know what kind of demon had directly taken over Poseidon's body; if he hadn't intervened, it would have been Marum who was possessed by the demon.

Because Marum would also try to stand in front of Aaron.

Why did Your Majesty allow this demon to come?

But now is clearly not the time to think about these issues; right now, we can only protect Aaron.

“Marum, I can’t sense the demons you’re talking about. If they weren’t possessing Uncle Poseidon, I wouldn’t even be able to see them.”

"Perhaps I can try to contact that demon. My father said that I could help fight it off, and I think this should have been my job."

Aaron tried to push Marum's arm away and move forward, but before he could finish speaking, he heard Poseidon wail: