Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

The Lord of Mankind guided them to a time before Slaanesh awoke, revealing the path ahead to them!

He quickly replied:

“It was your father, the great Lord of Mankind, who disguised our souls, fearing to frighten you.”

Aaron grumbled, "No need to be so respectful to him, Lord of Humanity? Forget it, you guys just go back to your original attitude."

Sibi said in a humble voice, "The Lord of Humanity said that we will only be turned back after we have completed our mission."

Redo cautiously nudged Siby's arm, reminding her:

“Just now, the Holy Son spoke, and we have already turned back. We are no longer Terra monkeys—cough cough, no longer human.”

At this moment, Sibi discovered that her soul had manifested in its original form as a spirit, elegant yet with a twisted quality that differed from human perception, and the scars on her body were all the result of their self-destruction.

From his perspective, Aaron's size was getting smaller and smaller, and he had to kneel down on one knee.

Their ears were spread out and facing backward, making Aaron very itchy to touch them.

If it were the elderly father here, he would have already reached out to pull her.

But Aaron was very polite and said:

"Can I touch your ears? Just once, I won't touch them hard, I'm just curious why, even though you're all humanoid, your ears look like this."

Saviour and Redo lowered their heads even further.

As clowns, especially in a theater troupe that specializes in using major events in human history as the basis for their scripts, the two of them also have some understanding of certain behaviors in the religious sense.

This ritual, which appears to be a blessing, is less formal than baptism, but it can still represent the blessing of the human god upon believers.

"As you wish, Holy Son, may your mercy extend to my people."

The two men looked incredibly devout as Aaron carefully touched the tips of their ears.

"It feels similar to a human's, just with a different shape."

Aaron commented, then laughed:

"You are now in spirit form, do you need to eat? I can make more food, since you are guests anyway. That old man's behavior of locking you in the basement was too awful. From now on, you can rehearse in the courtyard."

"Alright, I'm going back to sleep. See you tomorrow."

Aaron said goodbye and left, leaving the two Eldar standing there dumbfounded, looking at each other in bewilderment.

Just now, they truly felt that they had escaped the clutches of Slaanesh in the midst of fate.

The stone that houses the soul and the protection of the laughing god are merely ways to resist this fate.

Essentially, once the protection fails, they will still be devoured by Slaanesh.

But now, thanks to the blessing of the Holy Son of Humanity, this tragic fate will not befall them!

This is equivalent to making Slaanesh's passive ability ineffective against those two!

Of course, Slaanesh himself took the initiative, so it couldn't be stopped. It just means that after they died, without protection, they wouldn't be devoured because of Slaanesh and Eldar.

Chapter 201 Warning, Erda Attacks! (32K)

When Aaron returned to his room, the first thing he saw was his younger brother, who was still sleeping in the same normal position.

So, the old father kicked out to cure Angron's strange sleeping posture?

Aaron dared not think too highly of the old man; he even began to recall whether he had ever been kicked out of bed when he was a child.

After finally meeting the legendary pointed-eared man, Aaron had no regrets. His younger brother's sleeping posture returned to normal, and he also felt sleepy and fell asleep peacefully.

Perhaps a few hours later, when the sun rises, I can get up a little later.

With Marum around, there's no need to worry about letting those two hungry old folks at home go hungry.

Aaron slept until around 10 a.m. before getting up. He was able to roughly estimate the time corresponding to the 24-hour system that Marum mentioned in Terra.

Then he saw a family sitting in the yard, each holding an empty bowl, staring blankly at the sky.

Even Xiao An was leaning against her elderly father, starving.

"What's going on? Is no one cooking today? Where's Marum?"

Aaron looked around but couldn't find any trace of Marum.

Anda turned his head down, a dry movement that looked almost terrifying:

“I sent him out to inspect the main roads of Athens and record whether those who were already on the list of wisdom in my mind had arrived.”

"So, son, hurry up and cook, we're starving!"

Anda draped his hands over Angron's shoulders, and judging from his resentful gaze, Aaron thought Anda was going to devour Angron.

Aaron was quite helpless. He washed his face, looked at the kitchen, and saw that there was still some food left, enough to cook a meal.

Some things can even be thrown into boiling water.

But even this simple action was something the elderly father was unwilling to do.

And there's even less reason to count on Uncle Apollo, who's even lazier.

As for Anglong, he's still too young. He's not even as tall as the stove at such a young age. How can we let him cook?

After a while, Aaron finally placed the food on the table.

Aside from Anglong running over to hand him a towel or hold up a plate, the other two old folks could just sit at the table and wait to eat without doing anything.

Sigh, why do all the immortals look like this?

Aaron watched the two old men wolfing down their food like starving ghosts, and thought to himself that at least a few days ago Uncle Apollo had seemed quite elegant.

Could it be that all that attitude was just an act?

Oh no, if my mother is also immortal, then isn't it also possible that—

Aaron quickly shook his head, dismissing these terrible conclusions.

My mother could never be such a terrifying person!

Meanwhile, Marum had already infiltrated the main transportation routes of Athens, keeping records of important figures from other city-states who would be attending the sporting event.

To prevent them from being captivated by the wisdom of the mind before they even enter Athens.

He saw the flag of the Temple of the Sun in Macedonia from afar today, the same flag he had seen before in Djurgården.

Marum was very confident in the team and soon stopped paying attention to them.

After all, the women inside were capable of bringing their emperor to an earthquake, according to some investigations conducted during the Great Rebellion in the later period of the empire.

Some even believe that Erda possesses the ability to annihilate demons of the Archdemon level.

Instead of worrying about her, we should be concerned about whether the King of Sparta will meet with some mishap.

If Athens were to instigate war, Sparta would be the best choice.

However, Marum didn't want trouble, but trouble came looking for him.

Erda noticed Marum's observations long ago. After all, in her perception, the gene seed within Astartes was indeed a very strange and outstanding existence that could not be ignored.

Why did Anda send him out? Was he preparing for his own downfall?

Erda gave a disdainful sneer. This bastard, he's even sending out guard units just to be wary of me. What a clever strategy.

Erda's wagon headed straight for Marum's hiding place:

"If that guy is your emperor, then I also have the right to command you, Marum Kaido, come before me!"

She shone her psionic energy like a radar, but there was no immediate reaction.

In her perception, Marum was stunned for a while before he realized what was happening when he heard his own voice.

Are you insensitive to psychic powers?

That's interesting, but it can still be harmed by psionic energy, just less so, meaning it's less susceptible to warp corruption.

Before long, Marum arrived in front of Erda's caravan and knelt on one knee, simply because she was Aaron's birth mother.

Not because she was His Majesty's wife.

“Show me your full form, Marum Kaido. It’s boring to add your surname after your first name.”

Erda, standing behind the carriage curtain, scrutinized the soldier she had only met once before and hadn't really looked at properly.

"Marum Kaido, son of Guilliman, the Emperor's Angel of Death, I salute you, Mother of Aaron."

Marum has freed himself from his Space Marine form and maintains a humble posture.

The blue power armor gleamed in the sunlight, and Erda's servants were all amazed, wondering what kind of monster was bound within it.

However, they all understood that their mistress was Hera, who, out of boredom, disguised herself as a priestess of the sun god and played around on earth.

As they say, this person was a guardian of Zeus's heavenly palace, which explains his enormous stature and the awe-inspiring decorations on his armor and weapons.

It seems that Zeus and Hera's marriage has broken down.

Ordinary people can't help but make such guesses.

As for who Aaron and Guilliman are referring to, it's hard to tell.

“Guilliman, a strange name. I think what you mean by ‘son of Guilliman’ is more of a recognition of identity than actual offspring.”

Erda burst into laughter: "Now it seems you're not even human. I was blind back then to call you 'you child.'"

Marum couldn't harbor any resentment; he could simply put it all on the master's tab.

"Alright, you all seem like blockheads, so you must be very obedient. Tell me, who is Guilliman?"

Erda began to inquire about the origin of this strange name. Was it because he was one of Anda's future subordinates?

Marum didn't know how to explain, so he could only awkwardly say:

“Robert Guilliman, the leader of our Legion of Ultramarines, whom we call Father. And Lord Guilliman calls His Majesty Father.”

Everything he said was true; it's just that how much he didn't say is unknown.

He couldn't explain these things on Aaron's behalf. If he said something wrong and caused his future father to be unable to be born, then he would be the eternal sinner of the Ultramarines.

Erda clearly misunderstood Marum's meaning; she also thought that this seemingly honest and simple big guy could never lie.

It's clear that her son trusts Marum a lot, to the point that Erda refers to Guilliman as the Emperor as her father, just like the father-son relationship between Apollo and Zeus.