Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

After only a few breaths, Anda jumped up again, wiping his blood and feeling his newly grown throat, which had a larger capacity.

A few days ago, Erda insisted on stuffing something down her throat to try and choke.

Now things are much better, and the couple's life will be more harmonious in the future.

Wait a minute, could it be that my future big bone structure and broad neck are just a result of this?

Anda covered his neck, moved his body, and then looked at Athena to the side.

The latter was already being held to the neck by Marum with a chainsaw sword.

Anda cursed:

"This is Aunt Aaron! What are you doing, brandishing a knife and gun? Stand aside and take care of the child!"

Marum put away his weapon, silently moved to the side, picked up Angron, and wanted to move to another spot.

Anglong asked in a low voice, "Uncle, why do we have to leave?"

Marum pondered, "His Highness is still young. They may be about to have a major battle, and it will be very bloody."

Anglong obediently responded with an "oh," as his older brother had also explained to him that some things were not suitable for a well-behaved child his age to see.

Although he can already kill chickens by himself.

"Brother, be careful! If Dad and Aunt start fighting, just get out of the way!"

Angron turned around and called out, concerned for Aaron.

Meanwhile, Aaron was recalling with a touch of morbid curiosity the scene of his father's throat being pierced.

Do I really have a strange or morbid curiosity?

Anda coughed a few more times before finally choosing a place to sit down:

“You crazy woman, you’ve already killed me once, you should be satisfied by now. I’m telling the truth, and Poseidon was probably very pleased with me back then.”

Athena remained silent, but simply reassembled the spear.

Anda quickly waved his hand and said, "Actually, he was sent to the future by mistake while trying to save Aaron. My son and I from the future are taking care of him, so don't worry."

Aaron added, "Aunt Athena, Uncle Poseidon is now in Prospero, 30,000 years in the future, and is the teacher of my brother Magnus."

Anda said smugly, "Did you hear that? You should believe Aaron's words, right? I'm going to be the future Emperor of Humanity, and I'll be my son's tutor—the future Imperial Tutor!"

(Magnus: It sounds like someone is making empty promises to me.)

Athena withdrew her power, gracefully sitting beside Aaron, her eyes gentle:

"You've suffered so much these past years. Apollo told me everything. Your family would really fall apart without you."

Anda suddenly asked warily, "Apollo, you caught—no, I mean, you saw him?"

Athena casually remarked:

"He couldn't find the contact tokens we had left behind, but I was aware of the changes in Athens. When I arrived, I saw him appearing outside Athens and telling stories to many playwrights who were heading to Athens."

Anda asked blankly:

"He's so lazy, I thought he'd just go back to Crete to avoid being caught by Ilda. How come he has time to care about the development of the plays in Athens?"

Athena smiled slightly:

"That's right. He made up a lot of short stories about Zeus, using the example of the sea god to inspire people to create stories about the 'great' deeds of the king of the gods with confidence and boldness."

The word "great" was pronounced with particular emphasis by Athena.

An unnamed fire seemed to rise in Anda's heart, and he stood up abruptly:

"That old bastard, he doesn't dare to talk badly about me to my face, but he slanders people behind my back! I'll drag him back and kill him right now!"

Athena, unhurriedly, took Aaron's hand and touched it here and there:

"After talking to me, he hurriedly fled again to find Hades. There are underground tunnels leading directly to Crete, which people used to regard as the path of the River Styx to the human world."

"The poor musician and his wife were separated here. It is said that there is no turning back when traveling from the underworld to the mortal world. In a way, this tragedy is also related to Apollo."

As she spoke, her eyes scanned Aaron from head to toe, and apart from the fact that he had no hair, she was increasingly satisfied with him.

"He's good at managing a household, cooking, and not old-fashioned. He loves his family and is a good person. Aaron, I wish you were my son."

Anda stormed over, grabbed Aaron, and sat down between the two of them.

"You have the guts to say that to Erda's face."

Athena scoffed, "I can't be bothered to lecture that shrew. But she is Aaron's mother, and I will show her the utmost respect."

"Now that the problems in Athens have been solved, I don't need to put in any effort. I will use divine revelation to reconcile the conflicts between different believers, so that people will not be hostile to each other even without the influence of demons."

"By the way, I heard that after you resolved the demonic corruption, Athens experienced large-scale brawls, including battles between the king and city-state lords. They were still fighting one-on-one in the arena. Do you have any ideas about what to do?"

Anda hurriedly said, "No, you know we're all lazybones. Once the problem is solved, we don't want to put in any more effort."

Of course, it's another story if you suddenly find a new toy and want to try it out.

Hearing this, Athena couldn't help but feel bewildered, as it seemed to make sense.

The two of them could lie in the yard, exposed to the elements, and live on dew and wind for half a year without moving an inch.

So what went wrong?

Could it be that even without the influence of demons, humans are still filled with the desire to fight each other?

Humans, what an inherently evil race!

Athena suddenly felt a headache coming on; she just wished a child wouldn't be born into her mind.

“In that case, I won’t bother you any longer. Aaron, my promise still stands. If you want to leave your family, you can come to me. I will impart all my wisdom to you.”

Athena stood up, gave Aaron's face one last pat, and then looked at Anda:

“You have to go to the Gates of Hell, it’s not far from Athens anyway. Apollo chose to take the underground passage this time so he could see Hades along the way.”

"I have a bad feeling that something is going to go wrong over there. I will get there as soon as I finish dealing with the situation in Athens."

Adachi remained the same lazy person, the bigger the storm.

"What could possibly happen? Hades is very strong, second only to me and Erda. He's just guarding the gate, not going in to fight demons."

"Alright, alright, I'll take Aaron in to see if Uncle Hades is still breathing."

Athena was quite helpless; it seemed that nothing could rouse the thing in front of her.

He doesn't utter a single human word. What makes such a useless person think that Erda would agree to breed more than twenty children with him in the future?

Because he's so capable!

Sigh, how can we get Neos to exhibit that so-called "humanoid state" that Apollo mentioned, and to make it last a little longer?

Are we going to have to let Erda come?

My meeting with Aunt Athena was brief. Aunt Athena is essentially a non-mad Apollo, much more reliable than Apollo himself.

Moreover, he was ruthless, unlike his uncles Apollo and Poseidon, who couldn't gain any advantage over their father.

Aaron was carefully planning how to get his brothers to defeat their father. Now it seemed that he had to make his father confident enough and then expose his weakness.

That means the younger brothers have to pretend to be good kids for a while to gain the old man's trust.

"Aaron, Aaron, don't get distracted! Go find Marum and have him stand at the spot I marked. Use his power unit to create a wind direction. My chosen competitor is going to lose the next lap, and I need to create the conditions for his victory!"

Anda didn't care at all that an immortal friend had come and gone, and had even just stabbed him in the throat.

At least this crazy woman isn't like the previous two, who insisted on shamelessly mooching off her family.

Marum received the order from afar. His hearing was very sharp. Just as he was about to carry out his master's command, Athena arrived in front of him, took Angron away, held him in her arms, asked him a few questions, kissed him a few times, and then left.

Who doesn't love an obedient human baby?

After all that commotion, by the time Marum brought the match back to Angron and arrived at the location marked by the old man, the game was already over.

It's over. I've failed His Majesty's orders. Now I can only atone with my death.

“My lord, I was worried that Athena would abduct Angron, so I had to bring him back myself, which is why I was delayed.”

Marum explained carefully.

Anda had already placed Angron on his lap and started spanking him:

"You're still laughing after being kissed several times? What are you grinning about? That guy is such an old monster."

Forty-two thousand years later, within the Eye of Fear.

The appearance of the Black Legion is a scene that countless Chaos Warbands are unwilling to see. These traitors, who should have been on equal footing with them, are now high above, looking down on the Chaos Space Marines who may not even be wearing full power armor or are wearing a mix of different outfits.

But despite the complaints and private curses among the various war factions, when the Black Legion actually appeared before them, they still had to show appropriate respect for the Lord of the Black Legion, the Chaos Warmaster who had caused the greatest damage to the corrupt empire of the false emperor so far during the Great Rebellion.

Abaddon!

At this moment, the warband known as Day Wraiths was entrenched inside an abandoned warship, receiving messengers from the Black Legion.

“You are going to Shira. Peturabo’s army will replenish your equipment, and even genetic seeds.”

The messenger delivered the order, and Petrella Sven, the leader of the Day Wraiths, shook his head:

"Please forgive us, we are not the steel warriors who have left, and even if we were, we would not return to the wisdom of Peturabo. He would treat us as useless expendable materials."

The messenger simply continued to lay out the conditions: "There is another logistics world, its production capacity is a bit low, but it is at least much better than this wrecked ship."

Petra laughed loudly: "Actually, we have always revered our father. The name Day Wraith was only to avoid people realizing that we are the offspring of the Iron Warriors."

"I want that planet now, otherwise forget about it."

The messenger was prepared and threw out a crystal ball. Although the style of the environment, which was incongruous with the witchcraft and the shipwreck, it inexplicably resonated with the waves in the outer subspace.

Abaddon's voice came from within:

"Get the job done first, then you'll get paid. Otherwise, I wouldn't mind sending you to Peturabo so he can vent his anger before the battle."

Chapter 222 Let's see if Hades is dead (3K)

The Black Legion's messengers are now frequently issuing war commander orders within the Eye of Fear.

Even the most notorious and unruly warbands had to submit to Abaddon's reputation.

Those who believe in the Blood God don't count; they just need someone to kill them. They can even temporarily restrain themselves and demonstrate a certain level of military discipline for the sake of this battle.