Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

Marum meticulously checked the data and indeed found a strange psionic fluctuation upstream of the river.

As for subspace frequencies, there are none at all.

It seems Hades is doing quite well guarding the gates of Hell; it's not as risky as Athena described.

Now that we've decided on the location, we need to figure out how to get there.

To cross an underground river, especially upstream, you'd need at least a sturdy boat with lighting.

There is indeed a sturdy enough Space Marine here, and one that can provide light.

Anda reached out and restricted the posture of Marum's power armor, allowing him to lie prone in the river and float.

Then, with Aaron on his back, they stepped onto Marum's back.

"Be careful not to put your feet on the output port of his power backpack. I always feel that now is not the time for your feet to get injured."

The old father entered human form, finally becoming less annoying than before, and knew to give instructions.

The two stopped, and Marum, in this strange posture, controlled the power backpack and rushed towards the target location.

“Sir, I can actually manage a short period of flight; there’s no need for me to be half-submerged in water.”

Marum also took the time to offer advice.

Anda rubbed his nose and sneezed, trying to expel the debris he had breathed in while in the dusty ground.

His lungs are indeed strong enough to insult this debris, but it's uncomfortable to have it blocking his airway, so let's clear it out.

"Achoo! Ah, what did you say?"

"Oh, you mean fly there? It's all your fault for not saying so earlier. You always listen to me and only offer other opinions during the process. It has nothing to do with me."

Aaron said regretfully, "Then next time we do something, let's brainstorm and discuss it together."

Adachi struck a pose like a sailor looking out from the bow of a ship, pretending to hold up a monocular telescope.

Although such a thing did not exist in this era, who could have imagined that forty thousand years later, some of the Imperial Navy's commanders would be wearing such equipment?

They're already waging space war, what are you doing holding up that wooden telescope?

Oh, there are still tanks on the ground that look like they have World War I capabilities. Oh well, that's fine then.

Marum moved quickly, avoiding various reefs, and arrived at the anomaly.

It was a small stone platform, seemingly a section of the riverbed that had been exposed after the river changed course.

A man with a full beard and disheveled hair was lying on the ground, his face obscured, fast asleep.

There were fixed fishing rods and chairs nearby, but judging from the surrounding setup, it seemed he had never caught a fish before.

Deep inside the platform were several baskets and simple wooden frames, filled with fruits picked from outside, but no meat.

In theory, the environment here can indeed meet people's basic survival needs, except that it is pitch black and you can't see anything.

This is Uncle Hades.

As Aaron pondered this, his eyes scanned the surroundings. Indeed, just as Marum had detected, the real world had not been corrupted by Chaos.

However, Aunt Athena's concerns were not unfounded; there must be some ominous signs they hadn't yet discovered.

Aaron even thought that, given their pattern of encountering trouble wherever they went, perhaps if they didn't come looking for Uncle Hades, this risk would forever remain a potential risk.

Once they reach the vicinity of the Gates of Hell, that risk will materialize.

“Marum, go slap him twice and wake him up. How long has this old man been sleeping? He’s not here to sleep, but to see demons.”

As soon as Anda got ashore, he instantly switched to a non-human state, unable to utter a single kind word.

Aaron wished he could go up there right now and slap the old man twice.

"Forget it, I'll do it."

He stepped forward, knelt gently beside Hades, and frowned.

His beard and hair are so thick that you can't see his face at all.

"Uncle Hades?"

He called out and reached out to gently push, but there was no response.

Anda was behind him, riding on Marum's back and installing lights on the surrounding high places.

"Aaron, stop calling him. You can't wake him up. He's even been known to pass out in his sleep before. Otherwise, how do you think he became the Lord of the Underworld? There's no difference between being asleep and being dead."

Anda still felt that his eldest son was naive and had unrealistic fantasies about his immortal companions.

At the very least, you should imagine these people as having the same level of moral abstraction as yourself; only then will you be wary.

Instead of, as before, thinking that he, the old father, was the worst one before they were exposed.

They're the ones who led us astray.

Even after the surrounding lights were set up, Aaron still couldn't wake Hades.

He seemed to be calling out to a corpse, whose breathing was barely audible.

Is it hibernating? And it's not even winter yet!

"Aaron, get out of the way! Let me show you the bond we had back then!"

There should be no barriers between friends!

Anda jumped off Marum, muttering something unintelligible, and raised his hands high, where golden lightning bolts gathered.

"Aha--"

He roared and lunged forward, his hands overlapping, though it wasn't left neutral and right positive, and it was unclear whether Zeus's electricity was direct current or alternating current, but anyway, with a thud, he slapped Hades's chest with both hands.

As the body trembled in waves, Hades finally opened his eyes, vomited, and spat on Anda's face.

"Hehe—coo coo coo—"

"Whoosh, who woke me up?"

Hades sat up straight and almost kissed Anda.

Then, instead of wiping his mouth, he used his dark psychic energy to drive it away.

"It's you, Neos. Hahaha, sorry, the food I ate before bed wasn't liquid and hasn't been digested yet."

Hades blinked and reached out to shield his eyes to help them adjust to the light.

He got up and went to help his younger brother, who was wailing and rolling around on the side.

But Anda shoved him away roughly: "Get lost! If your food doesn't move, does that mean your poop doesn't move either!"

Hades paused, then seemed to remember something and apologized:

"I'm going to take care of some personal matters. Please wait a moment. Please find a place to sit. It's fine, just like being at home."

Hades leaped away swiftly, his body strong but resembling that of a gorilla climbing and scrambling, disappearing into the darkness in the distance.

Only then did Marum find water and a towel, heat them up, and wipe the master's face.

Adachi finally caught his breath:

“Look at you, Aaron, look how much your father has suffered. You should go up and kick this old man a few times, slap him a couple of times to wake him up. He wouldn’t mind.”

Aaron said with dissatisfaction, "I feel that it was your lightning that aggravated Uncle's esophageal problem. You never consider your own problems."

Anda grumbled and cursed, but once he was completely cleaned up, he stood up, looking at Anda with a disappointed expression.

“You’re my son, how come you always side with outsiders? Fine, fine, I won’t argue with you. Look at how slow he is to react, he hasn’t even realized you’re his nephew.”

After quite some time, Hades finally returned, wearing a new set of clothes, though the style suggested it was a popular custom from over seventy years ago.

I wonder which poor girl ended up in this underworld and wove the clothes for him.

I haven't heard of any fabricated stories about Hades lately.

“Hello, Neos, it’s been over two hundred years since we last met. Apollo came by not long ago, brought me some fruit, and left. He said you might come too, but I was too tired and fell asleep.”

Hades greeted him and sat down cross-legged. Only then did Aaron have a chance to properly examine the other's physique. He was a muscular man, no less impressive than Marum in his human form.

Finally, an immortal being has a powerful physical body?

“Uncle Hades, hello, I am Aaron. This is Marum, our steward.”

Aaron took the initiative to greet him, and it seemed that only then did the latter's attention start to multitask, and he began to get to know the bald young man in front of him.

"Aaron? Who's that?"

Anda's temper wasn't so good: "My son, you held him when he was little!"

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"My nephew? When did you have a baby?"

Hades was horrified and asked in horror, "I thought they were smaller immortals you found. Does Erda know who you had the children with? Will she tear you apart?"

"Are you on the run all over the world, and have ended up hiding here with me?"

Aaron was also surprised: "Didn't Uncle Apollo tell you?"

Hades was so frightened that he leaned back and braced himself on the ground with his hands;

"Nyos, your son with Apollo!"

Alright, Aaron covered his face and squatted on the ground, not wanting to see anyone.

Uncle Apollo was anything but serious. He probably knew, like his father, that Uncle Hades was an honest man, so he deliberately withheld some information, waiting for Uncle Hades to embarrass himself after they met.

If Hades were to suddenly become a treacherous and cunning villain in later myths and legends, and were to destroy all the gods in the heavens, that would be perfectly understandable.

Anda burst into laughter, sat down next to Hades, and put his arm around his shoulder; the two were like brothers.

“It’s my and Erda’s child. When you were holding him in your arms, before you could even react, Poseidon, who was behind you in line, said to let him hold him, so you gave him to Poseidon.”

“Originally, everyone was supposed to come in for a visit individually, but you lined up. Because you passed it on to the back, it became a process of passing Aaron back one by one, which gave them the opportunity to steal Aaron and put him on the back of the fifth brother, oh, that’s the one on our donkey’s back.”

“Good brother, think carefully, do you remember? When Aaron was stolen, Erda was busy chasing after the people behind him and went on a killing spree.”

Hades then realized what was happening, sat up straight, and began to examine the body carefully:

"You should have told me about that time Erda went on a killing spree. I still remember it vividly. She was so brutal. I thought she was going through menopause."