Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

But only after his younger brother's spiritual power dissipated did he dare to approach, and the first thing he said was:

“Aaron, you’re right. Your old man doesn’t know how to raise his son at all. He starts scolding him the moment he sees him.”

Chapter 131 Anda: I admit that toilet paper in the 500th world is still somewhat useful (3K)

"I won't be staying here for long, so I'll be leaving now. You can focus on completing your heroic deeds."

Aaron tried to comfort his good brother, while Poseidon came up behind him, preparing to go home.

In his view, since Aaron could travel back and forth between the future and the past, he should also be able to take him back.

Poseidon dislikes the current era where psionic energy can easily connect with the warp, and even where psionic energy within the warp can actively invade psionicists.

This feeling is so awkward, especially after Slaanesh cursed him, the entire warp seems to want to pierce through his mouth and teeth!

He should hurry home. If the future is going to be like this, he might as well just die.

“Alright, Aaron, your brothers aren’t that fragile. He’s smart enough to figure out what’s going on. Now take me back.”

Poseidon stood with his hands on his hips, waiting for his good nephew to exert his strength.

He wasn't worried about Magnus at all. How mentally fragile could Magnus's son be?

They're all like Neos, masters of shifting blame, never engaging in internal conflict.

Aaron reluctantly got up and looked at Magnus, who looked almost like Uncle Poseidon after being insulted.

I had no choice but to go home first and give my younger brother some time to think things through.

In his final farewell, he said, "No matter what, your brother and the other brothers love you. They have all experienced their own struggles with faith and life philosophies, but they have all grown as a result. Goodbye, Little Horse."

Aaron turned to look at Uncle Poseidon and took a deep breath:

“Uncle, I’ll just crash into you now, that will take us to the right time. You’re from the past, so you shouldn’t be sent to the distant future.”

Poseidon frowned, puzzled, and asked, "What do you mean by a more distant future?"

But there was no time to think; he needed to go home!

Aaron began to run and accelerate, crashing headfirst into Poseidon.

Then Poseidon felt as if he had been hit by a bubble that came flying at him. Before he could feel much of the impact, the bubble in front of him had already burst.

Even jellyfish aren't that fragile, okay? Did he accidentally kill his nephew?

"Aaron, Aaron! What happened? Where did you go? Don't leave me alone!"

Poseidon despaired, knelt down, looked up at the sky, and stared at the telescope at the top of the observatory.

This telescope has the ability to directly observe subspace. The once calm and vast ocean of Prospero has now turned into a giant fork, finding this passage and attempting to break through Poseidon.

"Oh no! My eyes! My eyes!"

Poseidon covered his eyes and banged his forehead against the table.

Magnus, after recovering from the shock, witnessed the most grotesque creations of the warp attempting to insult Poseidon through his powerful telescope.

He himself was used to looking through that telescope with his right eye!

These eyes are ruined!

“Aaron does not truly exist in this time; he can return to his own time. But you cannot; you are fully present in this time and place.”

Magnus then stated his judgment.

His enraged psychic energy transformed into a giant red serpent that devoured the telescope, destroying it and thus saving Poseidon.

"Pedro! Pedro! My friend, where are you!"

Magnus shouted, like a pitiful prince in the third act of a tragedy:

"Pass on my order! Accelerate the war against the Soul Eaters!"

He realized that to find the truth of the world, he had to meet the father that Aaron had spoken of.

The existence represented by that golden spiritual energy.

"Then lock this blue-haired pervert up! I want to reveal the truth about the vast ocean to our compatriots!"

Poseidon had just been relieved and was about to thank his good nephew when he heard Magnus's last words.

What does it mean to reveal the truth about the subspace?

Do you want me to demonstrate it on the spot?

No, I don't want that kind of thing!

However, Poseidon was already very weak and had no power to resist. He could only weakly say:

“Magnus? I’m your uncle! I may not have held you when you were little, but I did hold your dad!”

Unfortunately, Magnus did not respond to him.

Meanwhile, the local guards who broke in saw Magnus's bald appearance and assumed it was an attack by Poseidon, which made them even more furious, and they tied Poseidon up tightly.

Although this level of bondage was nothing to Poseidon, who had already enjoyed Slaanesh's favor.

He was to be imprisoned in Prospero's darkest dungeon, thrown into a prison with white tiled floors and walls, warm beds, and psionic water heaters and psionic toilets.

Because of the formidable threat of the Soul Eater in the area, and because the wizards had all fled here after being ostracized, they had already developed clear life goals.

No one would commit a serious crime, so much so that Poseidon, who was used to living in the pre-Christian era, even began to wonder when he saw the prison if it was a favor from his good nephew.

"Sinners, atone for your sins in the worst prison in Prospero!"

Pedro shouted from outside the door, guarded by two medium-sized monsters that looked like a combination of warp creations and the aesthetics of real creatures.

One is responsible for defense, and is used to temporarily separate the vast ocean from the real world.

The other is responsible for medical care, and even includes short-term psychological counseling.

Unfortunately, the loss of control by psionicists is particularly troublesome, as it has a high chance of attracting spirit-devouring monsters.

"Okay, got it, understood!"

Poseidon breathed a sigh of relief after responding to Pedro. He felt much safer now, no longer worried that he might fall into the warp in this fragile era because of a dream.

Then it fell into the hands of Slaanesh.

He was going to charge back with a gun and win, not return to the warp without even a shield and be treated like a plaything.

Finally, Poseidon was able to get a good night's sleep.

Meanwhile, his beloved nephew, Aaron, had successfully returned to the submarine.

To be honest, he thought he would be back in his rented apartment when he opened his eyes.

At the very least, after Marum and his elderly father finished cleaning up the battlefield, they should have remembered to bring the people back.

However, to Aaron's dismay, when he opened his eyes, he saw his father sitting in the open hatch, trying out a new way of fishing.

Marum stood obediently to one side, having only restored his head armor, and held a weapon with a barrel-shaped prong on top, helping the old man observe the underwater world.

"Sir, there are really no signs of life from any live fish nearby. The bait you threw in didn't attract any fish."

Marum has readily accepted that these weapons, powerful enough to fight aliens and heretics, are being used to observe the range of fish activity in the ocean.

Since they're all meant to be used to target His Majesty's enemies, what difference does it make who we target?

Anda clenched his fists and pounded the cabin door wall, seething with resentment:

“When Poseidon stirred up the sea, given the strength of that whirlpool, aquatic fish wouldn’t be that vulnerable; it’s not like we threw them into a washing machine.”

Marum respectfully added:

"Your Majesty, drastic changes in the ocean waters may not wipe out aquatic species in a short time. But the pollution of chaos is different. The powerful demon's act of insulting the sea god has tainted the ocean in the sense of human faith. It seems that the sea god used his last strength to send many of his people away."

Anda rolled his eyes at Marum: "What do you mean by his people? I only sensed that blue-haired guy crying for help, I didn't notice what he did. Sigh, almost a day has passed, the fish should be swimming back soon."

Aaron had already come up behind his father, stretching, but before he could kick out, the old man accurately predicted his movement, causing Aaron to fall into the sea.

Adachi stood up, clutching his stomach and bursting into laughter:

"You think I didn't notice when you kicked me? You succeeded once against that idiot Magnus, do you think I'd make the same mistake twice!"

"Hahahaha!"

He laughed wildly, showing no concern for his son's safety.

Now the weather is calm and the sun is shining. Aaron even learned to swim under his own unique teaching methods when he was a child, so there's no way he'll get into any trouble.

Aaron popped his head out, spat out some water, and climbed up with a sinister look on his face, demanding:

"Why are you cursing so harshly? Xiao Ma is also my brother, your son."

Anda's face remained expressionless as he calmly said, "Scold him? I'd like to rip his brain out and see what's inside. I love him so much in the future, even more than most of your brothers. But you know his problem, right? Before he suffers a setback, he thinks he's right no matter what he does."

"These kinds of children need to learn from setbacks!"

Aaron said helplessly, "Where did you learn so many terms?"

Anda, now confident, put his hands on his hips: "The place where the thirteenth brother grew up, that 'Otrama Parent-Child Relationship Encyclopedia.' Although I initially thought it was just for wiping butts, after studying it carefully, I realized it does have some merit. Even if it's for wiping butts, at least it cleans up the poop!"

"If I could give Magnus a good scolding every few days and make him learn and grow strictly according to my methods, there wouldn't be so much trouble."

Aaron frowned, thinking that this change in attitude was probably related to the mistakes Magnus might make in the future.

Many of his younger brothers made mistakes in the future, including Loga, Peturabo, and Magnus.

He could only sigh and say, "Okay, that might make some sense, but you've made him look like a pitiful little puppy that's been beaten up. Now he looks at everything with a resentful expression and can't muster any energy."

Adachi didn't care at all, touching her newly grown hair:

"So what? We should teach them a lesson before they make any mistakes! I didn't manage them well before, but now that you're here, I can get close to them before they make any mistakes, and I want to make up for my errors!"

"By the way, what do you think of my new hair growth? It was originally red, but I spent some time turning it black."

Chapter 132 Little Pete Arrives in Holy Terra (3K)

"Okay, I believe you stole Pony's hair."

Aaron wished he could pounce on him right now and rip those hairs off, not because he was bald, but because he was jealous.

It was his father's unwillingness to suffer any loss after completing the task that made Aaron feel very unbalanced.