Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

Anda covered his ears and casually sealed Apollo's throat with a shot.

"Just because you're the god of art doesn't mean you can belt out high notes in my house. Apollo, relax, this is my son. Although my future self might have wanted to strangle Angron for a moment, I think having a little kid at home isn't so bad right now."

"Look how cute he is when he smiles."

With his throat choked, Apollo clutched his neck and fell to the ground, rolling around, but he was powerless to escape the punishment of the god-king.

It was only after Aaron glared at Anda that the latter calmly released the restraints.

Apollo struggled to his feet, panting. "I can't go on," he thought. "There's no one normal in Neos's house."

Even Aaron, who seems the most normal, is a paranoid and twisted person who can't see anything but his younger brother.

“I can’t talk to your family anymore, Aaron. I remember you’ll be an adult at the end of the year, right? Come with me then, and I’ll teach you all the skills I have.”

"I will train you to be the most perfect hero!"

Apollo was determined to take Aaron away.

Aaron's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "Really! Father did say that he would kick me out when I came of age."

Anda sniffed: "When did I say that?"

Marum casually replied, "Sir, it was seventy-one days and seven hours ago."

Anda remained completely calm: "Oh, that was what I said in the past. I disagree now. If Aaron leaves me, who will support me!"

Apollo said disdainfully, "I've never seen such a piece of trash as you. Aaron, come with me! As for you, Neos, you still have a son, why don't you raise Angron?"

Upon hearing this, Aaron's joyful expression changed, and he shook his head, saying:

"Uncle Apollo, I don't agree to be separated from my brothers. I want to be there for them as they grow up. If I miss out on their growth, I'll never have the chance again."

"Not to mention, it would be too dangerous to leave them alone with their father."

Upon hearing this, Apollo, somewhat exasperated, pointed at Anglon and said:

"Aaron, you don't understand, he's not even human!"

"Aww!" Angron let out a milky bubbling sound at the right moment, burped, clapped his hands, and watched the blond man's performance.

Apollo felt he was about to be driven mad, and in desperation, he turned and stood up.

"Fine, I swear I'll never get involved in your family's affairs again. Aaron, we'll investigate this matter of 'innate intelligence' here, and then we'll part ways. Before I leave, you still have a chance to change your choice."

Anda started cursing: "He's just a child. If he has any heartless words to say, he can say them to me."

Apollo asked skeptically, "Are you in charge?"

Anda looked embarrassed and turned his head away without opening his mouth.

Aaron held Angron in his lap, waving one arm in each hand:

“Uncle Apollo, I believe that with your help, the conspiracy of the wisdom in the skull will surely be successfully resolved.”

Apollo stared blankly at Angron's undisguised smile in Aaron's arms, almost choking on his own breath.

Aaron, what has captured you so completely?!

I... I really can't save you!

Apollo sat down with a dejected look on his face, trying to calm himself down.

He decided to steer the conversation directly to the topic of brain intelligence, rather than investigating whether the family was abnormal.

Judging from the current situation, he is too late.

They, the immortals, should have stolen Aaron the moment he was born!

Apollo asked, “Alas, never mind. Aaron, do you know anything about the wisdom within the skull? I don’t recall Athena’s followers being so cruel. Besides, I can’t find any token to contact Athena.”

Anda interjected, asking, "A token? What kind of token of communication? What other way of contact do you have behind my back? Why didn't Poseidon mention it?"

Apollo said coldly, "Look at yourself! How dare you ask such a question? Don't get distracted. We're discussing the fate of Athens!"

Chapter 184 The Adachi Family, Wa's Junior Appears Again (3K)

Adachi got up and started clearing the table, shrugging as he said:

"You guys keep talking, there will be times when you'll be begging me for help."

Apollo, arms crossed, leaned back in his chair and proudly declared:

"While I may not be able to defeat you, dealing with a mere warp demon is a piece of cake. My golden light can easily subdue them!"

"Aaron, tell me your information again."

Aaron nodded and recounted what he had told Hayes before, as well as the results they had deduced together.

Anda was happily washing pots and dishes by the water in the yard, but he almost poured the water back into the well after washing.

Marum was quick-witted and stopped him, urging his master to go inside and lie down.

These household chores should be handled by myself, the housekeeper.

Thus, only Apollo and Aaron remained at the table to discuss matters.

Please ignore Angron playing with his toy car. Aaron made some small toys when he was making models for Chagatai, and since the Khan didn't need them anymore, he gave them to Angron.

Apollo pondered for a long time before speaking:

"I think that in addition to skinning techniques, they may also have mastered the method of wearing human skin to impersonate others."

"Otherwise, why would they pursue peeling off the human skin intact?"

Aaron suddenly realized, but he still couldn't quite believe it:

"Wearing someone else's skin, no matter what, will eventually be discovered, right?"

"People are different in height, weight and build, and they also have different ways of doing things."

Apollo laughed and said, "If something can perfectly mimic the target's behavior and is similar in size, it can naturally fool them for a while. They don't need to replace someone forever; they just need to let that person appear at the right time to do something according to their purpose."

Aaron nodded and wrote down this idea.

His thinking was not broad enough; otherwise, he would have derived this point when he was discussing it with Hayes.

No wonder he's my father's immortal friend; living so long has made him so knowledgeable.

Little did he know that Apollo was able to think of this because of Poseidon's perverse behavior of skinning some animals and then disguising himself to approach those animal groups.

However, after some time, Poseidon simply approached Poseidon in human form, no longer bothering to pretend.

Apollo continued:

"Now we need to see who those high-ranking people in Athens are. Are they the archons or the high priests of the temples? By the way, your mother is in Macedonia. According to you, she only comes here occasionally for some temple activities, so it has nothing to do with her."

At this point, Apollo breathed a sigh of relief. If this family had both parents alive and many children and grandchildren, it would surely be a disaster for human civilization!

"Then, it must be the archon of Athens."

Aaron had already pinpointed the Archon to his intuition, after all, the first manifestation of his inner wisdom, including the chaos and corruption in Daldu, was due to the Archon's secretary being exiled.

"So, is war really going to break out? Several times before, when the situation was critical, Athens didn't fight; instead, the Athenian legions went to fight elsewhere."

"This war is going to take place within Athens?"

(A blacksmith: ?)

Aaron shared his thoughts, saying that Athens was indeed very lucky.

Even more than two thousand years later, thanks to natural preservation and without any official effort, most of the architectural remains have been preserved.

Compared to a certain strategically vital location in the East, Athens was probably spared because it was not too close to the later political center of Europe.

After all, in Greek mythology, Europa was a land that Zeus had to cross an ocean to reach, which he had to transform into a bull to reach.

Apollo was somewhat uneasy. The people of Athens could all call him "Lord Apollo," but when the war got involved, it meant "to hold the heads of the Athenians and bring good fortune."

"We need to act quickly and find the essence of the intelligence within the skull. It's just a demon hiding and afraid to show itself. If it were truly powerful, it wouldn't need to resort to these intrigues."

Apollo always had such a confident demeanor; his judgment was never wrong!

Aaron was too lazy to comment; he probably inherited some of his father's laziness.

She worked so hard simply because she used to have to support her family on her own.

If someone suddenly appears who can make decisions, he'd be happy to let his brain relax, stop thinking about those mentally taxing things, and focus on taking care of the child.

"Little An, Little An, who is the cutest child in the world?"

"Yes, it's you!"

Aaron teased Angron, leaving Apollo, who had just finished his plan, speechless.

Is teasing children really that fun? They were just discussing a matter of great importance concerning the entire city!

Apollo couldn't help but examine Angron closely. He was about the same size as an ordinary baby, except that he looked like a newborn. However, his teeth were already very good, and he could eat roasted meat directly.

No, Aaron, you just don't understand, what kind of baby can eat meat right after it's born?

Apollo found himself getting used to despair. Since things were already like this, and he couldn't change anything, he might as well just endure it.

He resigned himself to fate, then watched as Aaron and Marum packed their things and began to build a mechanical device.

It must be said that Neos, this future servant, is truly a dutiful and responsible steward.

If he still has the chance to leave with Aaron, he might consider taking Marum with him as well.

With such a butler by his side, Apollo, as an immortal being, could freely express himself!

At this point, Anglong was left on the cleaned-up dining table, playing with his toy cars by himself.

He learned to walk and squat down to throw the toy car, then jump and catch it in mid-air.

At the same time, the body can maintain absolute balance, and the force of the descent will not shake the table.

This scene was so strange it was even a little frightening.

Are you really a newborn baby?

Apollo's gaze grew increasingly eerie as he stared intently at the child.

I don't know if I'm looking at the child himself, or at the terror of being bound inside his body.

I have a feeling this little brat is going to punch me.