Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

Unfortunately, there is only one Dorne.

Anglo was very dissatisfied when he saw that his two brothers suddenly ignored him and were only talking to each other, so he ran to the front of the stove.

Because I'll be staying in Athens for at least the next two days, the kitchen hasn't been tidied up yet.

Aaron didn't understand much about the political and military affairs of Dornite's Mars and the Moon, but since Dornite had arranged everything so well, he didn't need to worry about it.

He simply asked:

"If it's a defensive war, and the attacking side has weapons capable of destroying a planet, wouldn't all our preparations be in vain?"

Dorn was very excited about the topic, which was evident in his expression; he raised his eyebrows and spoke slightly faster:

"Yes, that's what Guilliman planned last time. But in the entire galaxy, only Guilliman would do something like that. He's essentially a man who will stop at nothing to achieve his goals. This isn't meant as a pejorative statement, just an objective observation."

The more Dorn and Aaron talked, the more they would sometimes try to speak in a slightly more human way.

His use of "any means necessary" was not meant as a derogatory term, but rather as an objective description of Guilliman's decision to destroy Terra.

"Terra is the center of the Galactic Empire and the homeworld of human civilization. If a rebel army does emerge, their goal will only be to take Terra, not to destroy it."

Aaron suddenly looked as if he had just realized something:

“I understand. It’s like if Athens were conquered, it wouldn’t be destroyed, but would become a city of a new power. They might even call themselves Athens.”

"But, if we follow this logic, could it be that Guilliman chose to destroy Terra because he didn't need Terra's legitimacy at all!"

Dorn was suddenly startled by Aaron's words, and a truly admirable look of terror finally appeared on his face:

Guilliman harbors treasonous intentions!

He is not loyal to the empire at all!

The question that had puzzled Dorn and Perturabo for so long finally had an answer.

Dorn wished he could rush back to his father right now and explain the situation to him.

He desperately hoped that Guilliman was only resorting to this tactic to achieve the exercise's objectives.

How come the logic of Guilliman blowing up Terra and establishing a new emperor actually works?

Aaron packed up the last few blankets, sighing as he did so:

"Sigh, Guilliman will have to shoulder the mess of the entire empire in the future, although as far as I know, it's because the old man will be too old to get up by then. You should still help him more and teach Guilliman some skills."

Dorn was even more confused. What was going on? Had his brother already decided that Guilliman was the future ruler of the empire?

So why is Xiao Pei still vying for the position of heir?

Dorn asked directly:

"Has Peturabo already seen the future Guilliman? I've seen the present Guilliman; he's honest but always speaks unclearly, which easily leads to misunderstandings."

Huh? You, Dorn, are you qualified to speak of Guilliman like that?

"Guilliman's command style is also efficient and powerful, but he is prone to getting stuck in his tactical plans. If the situation goes beyond the plan, he can only rely on overwhelming the enemy with sheer numbers."

"He himself seems somewhat naive, often describing those wishful political scenarios. But his actual behavior reveals the potential for wolfish ambition, which he could turn into reality at any time if he wanted to."

A hint of helplessness appeared on Aaron's face:

"But I think Guilliman is a really good guy."

Dorn decided to start with the facts and asked, "Brother, please describe the situation when Guilliman is in power. For example, who will control the army, and where will the other Primarchs be?"

Aaron was taken aback. He didn't seem to know anything about these things. Marum had mentioned that they had a book called the Astartes Codex to define the combat roles of all the Space Marines in the Imperium.

"All" Space Marines.

Aaron answered cautiously:

"The information I've described may differ from reality, so you should treat it with caution. Guilliman published a book that could bind all Space Marines and broke the Legion into Chapters. Beyond that, I don't know."

Dorn understood, and his eyes grew even more sinister.

"That means the other Primarchs have either disappeared or been stripped of their power."

Aaron: Oh no, now I have no idea how to explain this!

He had considered having his other brothers build a good relationship with Guilliman and teach him more skills so that Guilliman could have an easier time in the future.

Now it seems like the more they try to explain, the worse it gets.

Aaron quickly added, "Dorn, you must trust your brother. I've made the decision first. Everything Guilliman has done is for the sake of all human civilization. His actions may have offended or even offended other Primarchs, but I hope you can understand that."

Dorn nodded, though it was unclear whether he had taken Aaron's words to heart.

“I understand. The many complexities of the future will only distract me from my determination to solidify the foundation I have now. Knowing this information is enough, and I will take your judgment into consideration.”

You need to go back and tell the fourth brother that you can't beat the thirteenth brother anymore; the eldest brother has made the decision.

Fourth Prince, you should try to become the head of logistics or the regent.

Dorn wouldn't do anything to Guilliman because of his suspicions; he would simply summarize the information and draw conclusions.

Since his brother has already said that Guilliman is fine, it's impossible for him to be in trouble either.

It was a massive collapse that occurred among the other brothers and even the entire world.

The scene of the Great Expedition was vibrant and full of life, and the stable imperial order was illuminating human civilization once again.

If Guilliman were to be forced to divide up the other Primarch Legions, it would mean that the Imperium's order had been dealt a heavy blow.

He needed to figure out what this "heavy blow" was, and whether it had already been foreshadowed in his time.

As night fell, the commotion outside grew louder and louder, and even Aaron began to worry whether the two old men, under Marum's protection, could save face.

The followers of Poseidon have already launched a full-scale war against the followers of Athena, and of course they haven't managed to knock the other side's brains out.

Instead, they cited scriptures and arguments, compiled theories, and refuted each other, turning it into a war of words.

It's not the kind of saliva that Slaanesh likes.

Aaron had to risk letting Dorn find out exactly where his father was.

He handed Anglong over to Lao Wu to take care of. Lao Wu had stopped vomiting today. The old donkey bit his own reins and stuffed them into Anglong's hand, which was considered a proper look after.

Aaron and Dorn went out together, avoiding the places where the crowds were in a frenzy, and arrived at the arena.

War is unlikely to break out, but the sports meet may not be able to proceed smoothly.

The Spartan king, Leorena, is fighting bare-chested with the Athenian archon.

Adachi and Apollo stood on either side of the stage, each holding a wisp of black mist in their hands, like a control device, controlling the two people on the stage in their hand-to-hand combat.

"Father, what are you doing! You're starting a war by making the Spartan and Athenian magistrates fight!"

Aaron tried to squeeze through the crowd but couldn't, so he had Dorn throw him in.

Because of his size, Dorn had to hide in the shadows of the building, where he met Marum, who was also hiding there to protect the master.

"Son of Guilliman, Marum Kaido pays his respects to you, the great Rogue Dorn!"

Marum knelt on one knee, displaying impeccable manners.

He glanced at Dorne's hand; yes, it was still there, from the Great Crusade.

Dorn glanced at it, nodded slightly, and said, "There's been further progress in the future Space Marine modifications?"

"What's wrong with our Emperor today? Why is he enjoying toying with and manipulating mortals into these boring real-life fights?"

Marum explained in a deep voice:

"His Majesty seems to have made some deal with his future self, thus gaining the power of his most powerful period."

Dorn summarized the information: "But my brother told me that your father in your time was unable to move and was confined to a chair, with only Guilliman in charge."

Marum wanted to wipe his sweat, but didn't know how to explain.

He only breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Dorn's next words:

“It seems that Makado’s warning to me about the threat of psionic powers was for a reason. Father’s psionic powers will become more powerful in the future, but they will also be trapped.”

Dorn himself could figure out these clues, and once they were connected, then the threat that had caused such a devastating blow to the Empire and even his father could be understood.

His stone brain had already figured something out.

Just as Marum was about to add more, he saw chaos erupt in the crowd.

It turns out that the master's power had some oversight, and the control range accidentally spread to the entire Athens. Now, all of humanity will have to start real-life combat because of His Majesty and Apollo's control.

Hopefully they won't tear their clothes off while they're fighting—

At this moment, Adachi himself was extremely excited that the power of the Black King had such smooth control over the human race!

It could even be said that humanity is merely a plaything of the Black King's power!

Very good, all of humanity, take note: from now on, this family will not need to spend money on anything, and neither will Aaron!

Sigh, although I could do this before, it required facial recognition and wasn't suitable for certain ethnicities, so I could only do a fraction of what I could.

Now that the Black King's power is on my side, I won't need to use facial recognition anymore; I can just grab my things and leave.

This is equivalent to one's own family having property rights to all creations produced throughout human history.

Anyway, as Marum said, in the future, human life will be my currency.

Yeah, there's not much difference.

Chapter 217 Guilliman Arrives in His Loyal Terra (32K)

However, this great blessing of not having to spend money to buy things did not come true.

Because the power of the Black King was unilaterally taken back by his future self.

"Useless trash, do you want Slaanesh to awaken prematurely because of human depravity?!"

The Black King rebuked Anda, only to be punched back by Anda, causing the black and gold figures to scatter in chaos.

Only one unfortunate man from Asia Minor, who was worried about the Great Expedition, suddenly felt a headache coming on.

Anda's cursing and swearing sounded to Aaron like his old father was throwing tantrums and yelling on the ground.

"What does this have to do with Slaanesh? I just want to bring good fortune to Aaron!"

Black King sneered, "Aaron isn't so destitute that he can't make money."