Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

"But seeing how frantically you put the heart back in, I felt relieved. Just tell me in advance how you're going to deal with demons in the future, this scene is kind of scary."

Adachi said awkwardly:

“I told you in advance that I was worried you would sit on a small stool in front of me and watch how I take out organs and put them back in, which wouldn’t be good for your development. Okay, now I know how to solve the problem, we need Ryan.”

He stood up, his eyes piercing:

"Aaron, I need you to find Ryan. We need his forest walk ability to ensure that the contaminated organs can be properly returned to people's bodies!"

Aaron exclaimed excitedly, "Father, you've found a way to bring my brother over!"

Anda shook his head and said, "That won't do. It's just a matter of borrowing their abilities. By the way, I want the older one, not the younger one. Don't make a mistake."

Chapter 150 Emperor and War General (crossed out) Ryan

"What's wrong with me? I live in that forest too!"

Aaron muttered to himself, "Little Ryan is so well-behaved, why did we have to bring Old Ryan over?"

In his view, the old lion was already very mature and could even tell him what to do.

The old lion is still very busy; he only passes through the forest every day and doesn't even have time to drink water or eat.

They were eager to get through the forest and kill people.

There will be a lot of people to be cut in the future!

Adachi got agitated:

"The little one can't even speak yet, how are you going to explain organ issues to him? Are you sure he won't transfer all of a person's organs to the wrong places, like I just did?"

This son is really getting more and more disobedient.

Aaron could only sigh:

"The main problem is that I don't know when Old Ryan will show up. What if I don't run into him?"

Anda thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll contact him, and you can just go there directly."

Aaron asked curiously, "How will you contact them? There's been over 40,000 years between you."

Anda said smugly, "Of course, we'll keep this idea in mind and let my future self contact it 40,000 years from now. Just like how I saved Poseidon from Tzeentch, although I don't know why he crashed in Prospero."

Anda took a deep breath and began writing a memo in his head, reminding himself not to forget about it.

Furthermore, in the future, the spirit must personally appear and notify Ryan, rather than relaying the order to the Imperial institutions for processing.

Those bloated and complex structures had already exhausted all their energy just to support the existence of the empire, so they wouldn't bother with these mortal institutions.

(Guilliman: So that's why when the Living Saint appeared, no official institution in the Empire knew the truth, and the Inquisition and the State Church even considered killing him? Father, I understand you don't want us to get involved before you do things, but at least give us a heads-up.)

More than 40,000 years later, the Golden Throne.

It seems that the throne and the skeleton on it are in relatively good condition, and are in the process of sustainably decaying.

Since we're still in the process, there's no need to worry about it being completely ruined yet.

The skeleton seemed to remember something, and His great power, the cold sun draped in human skin, manifested as a wise old man holding a staff, descending upon the forest through which Ryan traversed.

“What are you here to give me this time? I already have the sword in the stone and the shield. Father, you really don’t need to appear in this role-playing form every time. I am not the Lionheart. I am old and not as enthusiastic about these traditional performances as Ruth.”

The old lion rested against a giant tree, while the little green-robed people around him scattered in fear, unwilling to approach the old man dressed as Merlin.

Only Ryan managed to lift his head, wondering what his playful father was going to do with him this time.

Merlin stroked his beard, his voice wavering:

“I am human, and this is how I will remember that I am human. Ryan, I have a task for you.”

Ryan sighed, stood up from the ground, picked up the sword and shield beside him, and knelt down on one knee:

"What is it, Father? In any case, as before, I will complete all your tasks."

Merlin nodded in satisfaction. "Look at you, Thirteenth Prince. Ryan never talks back. Unlike you, you little brat, who dared to argue with me in front of the throne!"

Now the Imperial Guards all know about our argument, and I might not even win the argument.

You've shattered all my dignity in front of the Imperial Guards!

Perhaps it was Anda's obsession that permeated his behavior more than 40,000 years later, and he even became somewhat anthropomorphic.

"Aaron will come for you; you must return to the forest."

Ryan frowned: "Aren't I right here in this forest right now?"

Merlin had to use one hand to help pull his other hand out of the knotted beard.

I accidentally got my finger tangled while playing with my beard.

He feigned nonchalance and calmly said:

"It is the forest where you lived when you were young. Although the two are connected and belong to the same forest in time, there are still differences. Aaron cannot enter the old forest yet, so he can only meet you in the small forest."

"When the time comes, you can run headfirst into Aaron and bring him here. I will then take action and use your Forest Walk ability to deal with a little devil."

Ryan ignored his father's increasingly tense expression, because he noticed that both of his father's hands were tangled in his beard and couldn't be untied anytime soon.

"Do you need my help? I'm quite good at untying ropes."

Merlin hurriedly shook his head, his tone urgent: "No, no, forget it. The War General doesn't need to know how to untangle his tangled beard. I can handle it myself! It's just that his beard is a bit long. That's why everyone says 'Merlin's axe.'"

“It’s a beard,” Ryan corrected. “Also, I have no obsession with becoming a war marshal. I’m not suited to command an army right now. The people of Baal say Guilliman is doing a great job. Father, I really like it when you speak clearly. You used to make me guess, but now I’m old, maybe even older than you mentally, and it’s hard for me to keep thinking.”

"Keep it this way from now on, and tell me clearly what you want me to do."

Merlin, finally enraged, burned his own beard in one gulp, freed his arms, and stretched his shoulders:

"Ahem, you can imagine yourself as younger. The Empire still needs you. Hurry up and find a way to get to the vicinity of the Great Rift. I might be able to find a stable way to enter the Empire's dark side. We're still missing a few things."

"Just follow Guilliman's instructions. His orders are always much clearer than mine."

Merlin grew his beard back, but this time he didn't play with those magical beards anymore.

He knew that it must have been Anda's personality acting up in his soul just now. Even though more than 40,000 years had passed, this little thing really had a habit of being mischievous.

But youth is wonderful; it's full of curiosity. Unlike itself now, having torn off this human skin, it doesn't even know what's inside.

"Go quickly, Ryan, bring Aaron here."

He urged, “I will see Aaron again.”

The last time we met was at the artisan camp in Lavist, where He revealed Himself as a skeleton, thankfully without frightening His son.

A strange thought suddenly arose in Old Ryan's mind: Could it be that this old man came to see him specifically to see Aaron?

Otherwise, how much trouble could it possibly take to deal with a minor demon from before Christ?

Isn't that something you can just crush with a flick of your wrist?

But since his father said so, he figured he'd better make the trip. He hoped his younger self could have been more mature. He shouldn't have spent all his time eating, sleeping, or petting lions; he'd practically pluck all their mane off.

Old Ryan had no choice but to leave and enter the depths of the forest.

600 BC.

Anda opened his eyes and said smugly:

"Alright, Aaron, hurry up and go find Ryan. The old man is waiting for you."

Aaron looked surprised, and seemed quite disbelieving:

"Is that all? Then why didn't you tell your future self to stop my brothers from making such a terrible mistake!"

If this old man has this ability, why doesn't he do any work?

Anda shook his head, his expression somewhat strange, and said:

“I’m afraid I can’t do that. Theoretically speaking, when my sons make mistakes, the furthest moment from my life is still more than 12,000 years away.”

"We're stuck in the middle, blocked from both ends. Some small things are fine, but important matters are involved, and we still need you to handle them, Aaron. It's not that we can't change things, but only you can make the changes."

"Otherwise, you will see the human world begin to be destroyed right now, with countless messy black things flowing out of my body and engulfing the entire universe. It's not just numbers, Aaron, remember, color is also a clear symbol. Always believe in gold! It's shiny and beautiful."

Aaron only half understood what he was hearing, but he knew that if he wanted to change the future, he could only do so by reaching his brothers in his dreams.

That means I can do things that my father couldn't!

Aaron noticed this and became happy and smug.

Then he rammed his head against the wall, determined to reach Ryan this time!

The first few times, it would veer off towards Luo Jia's side first, I wonder if there's something wrong with it.

(At this moment, the bald man said: "Our research on time travel and psionic clones has yielded initial results. It's time to find that silly fourth brother and steal his physical prototype.")

This time, Aaron arrived at Ryan's location precisely. Today, the sun was shining brightly, and the nearby trees had been cleared away, creating a sunny and flat piece of land.

Along the edge of the original buildings, many houses and livestock enclosures have been built using cleaned timber and Olympia tools.

A large part of the area was a grazing area, where Adam was biting the thigh of a creature that looked like a buffalo, refusing to let go.

It couldn't even break through the waterproof cow, and could only fix its body to the other's thigh, its eyes filled with pain.

These creatures are of unknown name, but their horns and the hair extending from their sides are somewhat wild, and they even have the tooth structure of a carnivore.

Once inside the camp they had created, they became docile and began to graze on the moss and shrubs on the ground.

There are three kinds of animals in the enclosure, each with a separate tag for display.

It looks like it was drawn by little Ryan himself. The animal figures on it are all fierce and terrifying, like demons. But when they are in the livestock pen, they don't look scary at all. They just eat and sleep.

Occasionally, you have to kick out this little lion that's as hard to penetrate as a mosquito.

Little Ryan was standing outside the circle, pondering which one he would eat today.

He and Adam quickly finished the food supplies sent from the fourth brother of Olympia, in order not to starve to death and not to expect their good brother to appear and bring them food every time.

Ryan naturally developed the ability to domesticate livestock and develop agriculture and animal husbandry.

He is the perfect role model for an old farmer!

Chapter 151 The White-Haired Emperor! Ryan Form! (34K)

Ryan noticed Aaron's arrival and quickly jumped down from the fence of the circle. His body was so agile that it seemed inhuman. He steadily did a triple and a half rotation and landed on the ground.