Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

This human empire, already in turmoil, is now facing yet another ordeal.

The only entity that prevented the empire from falling into the abyss dared not lower its hand to ease his aching shoulder.

He wondered when someone would come to him, pat him on the shoulder, and tell him, "Your brother is back."

(The old lion passed by, glanced at me, and said, "Brother, you hold on for now. I'll stay in the shadows a little longer.")

Athens, 600 BC.

The athletes that Anda had been longing to see all achieved excellent results, winning third place in their respective events.

The gap between them and the champion isn't that big; you could say if they competed again, they might win.

These athletes were also very happy and satisfied with their results.

But Anda was very unhappy, which meant that all the bets he had made in his mind had been lost.

The so-called guaranteed minimum score is, for him, merely the least hopeful outcome in the most unacceptable gamble.

There was clearly a chance to win, even just once.

This terrible premonition troubled Anda; he shouldn't have been thinking about the future—

Or rather, having excessively high expectations for the beautiful vision that arises in one's heart.

He needs to complete his mission step by step and not fantasize that a bright future will happen on its own.

Anda's sullen mood didn't last long; he began ordering Marum to investigate whether the athletes who placed first and second had used performance-enhancing drugs that were undetectable in this era before the competition.

He's really not good at finding the reasons within himself, so he can only assume that the environment the world has provided for him is problematic.

Marum returned quickly; his tongue is said to have some analytical chemical composition capabilities, but not enough to French kiss those athletes.

Marum only needed to smell the athletes' tableware during this period to know what the problem was.

Anda asked with concern, "How are you? Those people who dared to run ahead of the contestants I designated, were they on drugs?"

Aaron watched his father's bewitched state and thought to himself, "I don't know if they're on drugs or not, but you old man definitely need to take some."

“Father, the results in the arena should be the result of their daily training, not the use of drugs to win the game. The gods in heaven are watching.”

Aaron earnestly tried to persuade his father not to let Marum do anything more bizarre.

Anda simply stared intently at Marum, waiting for a reply.

Marum quickly drew his conclusion: "Objectively speaking, these athletes did take a drink that could increase endurance."

Upon hearing this, Adachi clenched his fist and thrust it towards the sky:

"I knew it! I'll fly up to the sky right now, unleash lightning, and blast all these people to smithereens!"

Marum added, "But, sir, those you chose also took it. People in this era have no knowledge of stimulants, and there are no such things as biochemicals. The drinks are all natural organic substances, at most mixed with the juice of leaves obtained from temples."

Anda's celebratory posture didn't last long before his face darkened, and he silently turned around, went back to his room, and lay down on the bed, refusing to get up.

Let's not create Ultra Warriors anymore; these people's words are too hurtful.

After three days of back and forth, Anda's family was finally ready to leave Athens. With only a few events left in the Games that Anda found boring, his previous praise of Olympic sports had now turned into mockery of mediocrity.

To think that humans hold such meaningless rituals and yet attempt to please the gods is truly foolish.

If you want to please the gods, at least ask them what they want to see first.

What if God wants to see a game of Ludo?

The family finally left Athens and began their journey towards Macedonia.

While we're at it, let's go to the Gates of Hell, the underground tunnel where Hades is, and see what's wrong there.

It could provoke Athena to come and warn them.

The reason Anda hasn't gone to see Athena these past few nights is that she seems to have gotten into a verbal fight with Erda.

This greatly helped Anda to conserve his energy and avoid being completely drained.

Furthermore, Venus is not in Athens at the moment, so the chances of a Trojan War recurring are slim. After all, there wouldn't be a hapless figure like Paris to be found on the scene.

The journey north from Athens to Macedonia is quite pleasant, as the area is considered a habitable latitude, near the sea, and has a pleasant climate.

The scenery gets better and better as you travel the route towards Macedonia.

However, when they reached the vicinity of the so-called Gates of Hell, they deviated from their course and ended up in a secluded valley.

Inside is a Gobi Desert. The climate conditions do not allow it to become a complete wasteland, but there is also no way to turn such a dead land into a vibrant oasis.

It would take burying at least several hundred Nurgle Spirits in the ground to save them.

"Aaron, Anglong, listen to me. The desert inside these valleys is often called the Valley of Death. It is common in North and South America and Central Asia. There are fixed biological populations living inside, but accidents are likely to happen when foreign species enter. That is why this kind of terrain is called the Valley of Death."

Anda sat at the front of the donkey cart, showing off his knowledge to his two sons.

Aaron is teaching Anglon to sketch, saying it will be used in future recipes.

He even spared time to reply, "Father, I've said it so many times, we haven't even seen North and South America yet. You always talk about things we don't know, thinking you're so knowledgeable. But I asked Marum, and these are things that everyone will know in some future era."

Anda didn't take it seriously and sneered:

"The value of information lies in the fact that most people don't know it, but only I do. Ahem, listen to the key point. The Valley of Death is actually a name that came about because humans found the weathered remains of wild animals in the Gobi Desert. The ground is actually very safe. As long as you don't get lost and have enough resources, you will never get lost inside."

"But the underground is dangerous; there lies a true gateway to hell. Once the gates of hell open—"

Anda's tone grew increasingly cold, even giving off a sinister vibe, as if he were deliberately telling his children a horror movie.

But Angron wouldn't listen; he wasn't afraid of anything.

Aaron is past that age.

“My lord, I did not sense any abnormal subspace fluctuations. Theoretically, it is possible for a single demon or chaos to corrupt humanity in this era. However, it is impossible for a demon army to emerge in droves, as in the future.”

Marum maintained his serious and analytical attitude. Although it seemed that the Master's family encountered demons everywhere, they were all top-tier demons battling against the Master.

It's impossible for just any human place to be a place where demons are rampant and evil is rampant.

Even if a significant portion of Terra is riddled with holes in the future, it won't be this monstrous.

Adachi disliked these discouraging remarks, but what could he do?

If you brought in an Astartes from another legion, they might not be as considerate as Marum.

The Imperial Guards are even worse; they'll attack Angron the moment they see him.

Alas, Marum was to his family what Guilliman was to the future empire—unable to turn the tide, but he had no choice but to make do.

By the way, the threat of the future is the great enemy of chaos, and the threat at present is oneself, who is not human.

“Marum, I’m going to strip you naked and let you go in and get bitten by bats, so we can see if the creatures inside are corrupted by Chaos.”

Anda took revenge on the same day he had a grudge, and issued the order.

The donkey cart successfully entered the valley. A little further into the narrow tunnel ahead, the so-called Valley of Death would be visible.

Anglong was overjoyed at this moment, because he heard the footsteps of animals different from those of livestock outside, which meant that his food had been replenished!

He jumped up happily, climbed onto Anda's back, and looked into the distance.

As the tunnel ended, the dark yellow Gobi Desert suddenly opened up ahead.

Although the sunlight here is quite sufficient, you can even see some small green plants scattered among the rocks.

In the distance, you can even see herds of migrating wild animals, dotting the ground.

However, the overwhelming sense of desolation and death did not ease at all; even under the bright sun, the dark yellow atmosphere created inexplicably in one's vision lingered.

Once they got here, the fifth brother didn't want to go any further, even though Marum was the one who mainly powered the carriage.

However, Lao Wu felt that the ground in the Gobi Desert was a bit rough on its feet and the weather was too hot, so it preferred to lie in the tunnel leading into the valley to shade itself.

Anda jumped off the carriage, clapped his hands, and said confidently:

“Angron and the fifth brother stay here. Aaron and Marum, I will lead you into the gates of hell.”

Aaron glanced at his younger brother on his father's back; "You're just going to leave a little kid here like that?"

Anda lifted Anglong down and placed him on the fifth brother's back:

“Your brother is much more capable than you; there’s nothing on this planet that can threaten him for now.”

"Alright, let's hurry up and go. I'm not sure if I remember the way."

Anda went out first. Well, since the old man said so, he must have forgotten the way.

Anyway, when Aaron looked over, he couldn't see any tunnel leading underground.

Marum followed behind Aaron and whispered:

"I have detected the presence of some underground cavities. Should I inform the master?"

Aaron waved his hand and said, "Forget it, let him fly around like a headless fly for a while. Otherwise, if we point out the way now, he'll feel useless."

At this moment, Adachi walked ahead with great confidence, explaining his plans;

"First, let's see if Hades is dead or not?"

Chapter 223 The Demon "Gates of Hell" (3K)

Marum asked doubtfully, "Sir, according to my current records of the resurrection time of the immortals, you can all be revived within minutes. This should not have much of an impact."

"Otherwise, Athens might already be facing the risk of the gates of hell being opened."

Anda confidently led the way:

"I just wanted to see if my old friend was dead or not, why are you making such a fuss? Hades is like a super dull version of Dorne, almost nothing interesting ever happens to him except for his death."

"It's like when I used to throw stones at birds in the sky by the Dead Sea. After a while, I got bored. But ever since I taught Hades, he's been throwing stones there by himself for seventy years and he hasn't found it boring at all."

"That's why we unanimously decided to hand over the leadership position to him, and incidentally let Hades guard the gates of Hell."

Aaron said disdainfully, "Father, you are a real bastard. It would be fine if it were for food, but you are causing the extinction of the species by shooting birds like this."

Anda wasn't ashamed at all: "The Dead Sea isn't a suitable place for bird migration anyway. I was just artificially controlling it to help them move to a different location."

"This way, even thousands of years later, no migratory birds will migrate from that location again. This is a blessing, how can it be considered killing?"

"Besides, I asked their leader, and he said it tastes terrible, so it hasn't actually been lost for very long."

Anda was essentially patching up his behavior. At that time, he could still be considered a primitive man. What right do you have to judge them by the moral standards of civilized people or their simple natural emotions?