Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

"Leave the fighting and killing to the men in the family. Son, I believe you can get rid of these demonic corruptions."

Aaron nodded seriously, and subconsciously said:

"By the way, Mother, when we get to Macedonia, can you reconcile with Father? I have a strange ability to travel to the future in my dreams. In my dreams, I have many younger brothers, and they are all very well-behaved."

"Each one is a towering hero!"

Erda burst into laughter upon hearing this:

"Alright, alright, kid, don't meddle in adults' relationship problems. Speaking of which, I was actually planning to find you a wife."

She stood up and looked at Marum:

“I bless you to be free from psychic power, unless that psychic power is far greater than mine.”

"Warriors who will protect humanity in the future, please protect my son."

Marum hasn't been able to sense any changes in himself yet, either because he's as oblivious to psychic powers as his father.

Or perhaps it's simply a blessing.

He simply bowed his head respectfully, though it was difficult for him to say anything.

"Smile, Aaron! Say goodbye to your mother with a smile!"

Erda led Aaron down from the carriage. "No matter what, don't look so sad. Stay calm no matter what happens. As your mother, this is all I can teach you."

Aaron nodded heavily, watching his mother's procession disappear into the distance.

Out of Aaron's sight, Erda looked at Dedu's map with a hint of disdain.

It was painful. From her intimate moments with Anda last night, Erda learned about the existence of this organ inflammation and contamination.

And they accurately predicted that it would develop into a city-wide diarrhea outbreak in a short period of time.

They have to force people to cut open their own bodies to see what's going on inside.

Staying in Deutsches and Athens at this point, when they were about to become cities of dung, would be asking for trouble.

Erda did love her son, but she didn't want to see the whole town suffer from severe diarrhea along with him.

She could just stay in Macedonia and prepare for her son's coming-of-age ceremony, hoping that the two men in her family wouldn't be covered in dirt and stench after they finished dealing with their business.

At the same time, a golden bolt of lightning struck the manor that Aaron had rented, knocking down the wall that had once displayed organs.

To completely destroy even the last, deeply hidden pollution.

But just as Erda predicted, the spread of the pollution was already inevitable.

They had to solve the problem before the whole city became so twisted that they dissected others or themselves.

It's not a big deal if the whole city turns into a pile of dung; at most, it'll be a bit dirty. More than a thousand years from now, this kind of thing will happen quite often in Europe.

But if every household ended up with a heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidney hanging on their door, the sight wouldn't be so pleasant.

I guess only medical students would like this kind of scenario.

"Ouch, ouch—"

Adachi crawled out of the ruins of the wall, clutching his back; he was truly exhausted this time.

Chapter 146 Returning Little Ma's Hair (3K)

"Father! Father!"

When Aaron rushed home, he saw that the eerie wall had already collapsed.

I thought my father had some suicidal thoughts and had banged his head against the wall.

Fortunately, in the courtyard of the manor, his old father was fast asleep, nestled on the back of his innocent-looking fifth son.

He seemed to be exhausted, so much so that he didn't even have the strength to go back to his room. He simply grabbed the fifth brother and used him as a pillow.

“Marum—”

Aaron sighed helplessly and told Marum, who had jumped into the pool as soon as he got home, to remember to move his elderly father to the bed.

Marum was very relieved that Aaron was unaware of what was happening outside; the humiliation suffered by the Ultramarines had to remain a secret!

No, it never happened at all, so it's no secret!

He clenched his fists inwardly. Although no mortal army had succeeded under Marum's strong defense, he had done his best to stop the mortal army from further invading, which was already a disgrace to Astartes!

Aaron glanced at the sky. After last night's commotion, the sun had risen quite high, and Dedu had already begun his day.

What a pity, they only gave out eggs today!

Because of last night's unrest, it seems the event cannot be held. Many people with voting rights are now in the hands of the Athenian city guards.

Even if they were to forcibly carry out the ostracism, they would first have to address the blasphemous charges leveled against them.

Because the temples of Athens claimed that they witnessed Zeus's name being defiled in the brothels of Dedrus.

Otherwise, why would there have been such a violent thunderstorm last night, with everyone able to see the God King's golden lightning speeding away as dawn broke?

Although the truth may be that Zeus himself came voluntarily.

But it is wrong of you to let Zeus see your behavior that makes people styes!

Anyway, it's just labeling people. The priests and guards of Athens had a great time last night, helping Hera catch her in the act of adultery, and they haven't incurred Zeus's wrath yet.

Although I didn't see the specific process, being able to witness the thunder and lightning and the earth trembling firsthand was worth it for this lifetime!

How wonderful it would have been to witness the war of the gods in person! Unfortunately, all we had time to see was Hera emerge with a look of perfect harmony and satisfaction.

It seems that the two gods reconciled overnight and will no longer cause trouble for the mortals.

After all, in mythology, it would take at least a few years for the two to reconcile, and Hermes might even have to help kill Hera's pet, or Zeus might have to specially prepare a gift for Hera.

However pleased the Athenians were, they even began to commission poets to compile stories.

However, the people of Des were not happy. The upper echelons were worried that Athens would use the charge of blasphemy to completely suppress them and cancel all the promised conditions.

The lower classes were more concerned about whether the locals' livelihoods would be affected by blasphemy. For example, the petty Zeus made the surrounding area barren, making it impossible to harvest crops.

The more pressing issue is that we won't be able to get the eggs today!

This caused many households that did not specifically store food to go hungry for a good meal.

Aaron, also hungry, was preparing to go to Ryan's place for a free meal.

If the time between their next meeting isn't too long, the food I brought from Xiao Pei last time was enough to fill a whole large train car warehouse.

Aaron went to bed and fell fast asleep. When he opened his eyes again...

It wasn't in the forest where Ryan lived, but on the upper platform of a newly built observatory, with a huge opening behind it where a telescope was to be placed.

Several wizard apprentices were using their psionic powers to construct the building, with some docile warp creatures assisting them.

These creatures could also be classified as demons, but they show no signs of corruption or decay and get along well with human wizards.

Aaron carefully approached the edge of the platform, leaned against the railing, and looked down at the view of the square below.

There seemed to be some kind of citizens' assembly taking place here. On the platform at the very front, his good younger brother, Magnus, whose hair had been styled into a shape that was hard for him to understand, was giving a passionate speech.

It's a bit far, so I can't hear it very clearly.

But to Aaron's delight, he saw Uncle Poseidon, completely unharmed and even a little plumper, leisurely lying on a rocking chair that seemed to float on the ground, swaying gently. There were also special warp creatures carrying local food, looking down at Uncle Poseidon.

It seems that the younger brother really treats their uncle well. Aaron noticed that many local wizards looked at Poseidon with deep sympathy and respect, perhaps because of something they said.

The speech ended quickly, and Aaron only roughly understood some of the scenarios displayed by the psionic energy. Prospero's monster extermination had reached its final stage.

In another month, we will be able to completely reclaim the wizards' planet.

This also means that in a month, the old father of this era will make a dazzling appearance, taking the little horse on a voyage into the starry sky.

We need to ask Magnus quickly how he can get his hair back; we can't let him go back with a weird hairstyle.

This will inevitably arouse curiosity or even ridicule from the other brothers.

Putting aside others, he felt that Xiao Pei would definitely try to see what was going on under Xiao Ma's hair, which was supposed to be a cover for indecent assault.

Aaron slipped away to the back of the podium, waiting for Pony and Uncle Poseidon to return.

He listened to the respect of the people around him for Uncle Poseidon's fight against subspace pollution and his explanation of the nature of the world.

But the more I listen to these words, the more they sound like sympathy?

It's as if Uncle Poseidon paid a huge price in the fight against pollution, and they witnessed those prices firsthand.

It wasn't until Aaron saw a doodle by a local child in the corner of the wall that he realized what happened. The doodle depicted a blue-haired man being entangled by countless strange things emerging from a rift in the warp, some of which were even piercing his body.

On the screen, the blue-haired man's expression was resolute and sacred. Despite enduring immense pain, he stubbornly resisted the abhorrent warp creations without uttering a word.

Of course, it's more likely that his nasal cavity and mouth were blocked by something at this time, preventing him from making a sound.

Aaron couldn't help but gasp. Uncle Poseidon's sacrifice in showing the local wizards the terrifying side of the warp was simply too great!

He had already remembered that the connection between the real world and the warp in this era was extremely close. If he hadn't been by his uncle's side, once Uncle Poseidon came into contact with the warp rift, that purple monster in the warp would have grinned and approached, trying to capture his uncle and take him into the warp to be a slave and plaything!

At this moment, the curtain was lifted, and Poseidon, who was lying on the movable psionic recliner, slowly floated in, followed by Magnus.

“I don’t believe this psychic method is usable. As you can see, it’s because you are regarded as a god by a civilization, even to the point of controlling an entire ocean, and therefore you are resistant to the vast ocean. Even if a powerful demon were to personally intervene, he could only insult you, not conquer you.”

Magnus had already noticed his brother's arrival but did not stop his discussion with Poseidon.

They are arguing about an unseen branch of psychic energy: faith projection.

When Poseidon saw Aaron, his face lit up with joy, like a paralyzed patient suddenly revived. He trembled as he stood up, ran to Aaron, and was about to embrace his beloved nephew:

"Aaron, Aaron! You must have found a way to take me back, right!"

"Hurry, hurry, hurry—I don't want to stay here for another second! Your brother is nowhere near as good as you. When you're next to me, all that pollution doesn't even exist."

“But Magnus could only do his best to protect me, but he couldn’t stop those hateful voices from whispering around me.”

He spoke rapidly, and just two steps away from embracing his nephew, he suddenly stopped with a strange expression, warily withdrawing his hand and sniffing the air carefully:

"Wait, you've seen Erda? Oh no, could this be another trap? Your parents are no good, Aaron, you need to be careful."

Ignoring Poseidon's comparison of his own strength to Aaron's, Magnus approached indifferently, casually using the psionic energy surrounding Poseidon to restrain him and send him back to the recliner.

"Before we discuss our family matters, we must come to an answer: the spiritual method of faith projection is too dangerous. I do not recommend that the entire Prospero venerate you as the god of the sea, or even the god of the vast ocean."

Magnus coldly rejected Poseidon's suicidal act.