Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

It is said that Ondino was the island where Zeus grew up in his childhood. After Zeus became the king of the gods, he moved the island to the north, which was the boundary of the world as understood by people at that time.

Many people speculate that it may contain Zeus's first love from the Golden Age of humanity, which was placed there to prevent Hera from finding it.

Regarding this, Anda himself stated that his first love actually came from Mesopotamia in the Middle East, but whether his first love knew that she was Anda's first love is debatable.

In short, mortals age very quickly. After seeing her first love grow old, Anda fell in love with someone else (passively) and was taken away by Erda.

"How beautiful! I even gave her a flower back then. It's a pity she's been dead for over 1,100 years now; her bones are probably all rotted away."

Anda began to reminisce about her life, "I hope Erda won't be angry. It's just one of the few memories I have of my youth. It probably has nothing to do with love, just a simple flutter of excitement for something beautiful."

He patched up the wounds to prevent his two sons from possibly tattling on him.

“Marum, you and Aaron should get another large carriage with a canopy and seats. We’ve been traveling around Death Valley these past few days, and it’s not easy for us to come all this way.”

“Angron, come help me. Use all your strength to put the demon back in.”

Angron shouted, "Yes, Dad!"

He then jumped down and hopped quickly to Anda's side. The two of them went together to Hades, who had just finished giving Men psychological counseling.

"It has admitted its mistake and told me it will definitely listen to the Dark Lord from now on." Hades was also somewhat confused. "Who is the Dark Lord?"

Chapter 236 Anda, the Destroyer of Humanity (3K)

Anda simply kicked him once, and said coldly:

"Will you transform yourself, or will you let me do it?"

The physical form of demons is merely a perception of humans who see them; they can actually transform at will.

The door looked pitiful, as if it were crying and wailing. It curled up its body and tried to squeeze its head through the door.

Now it looks like a larger watermelon.

"Hey Hades, how wide can your mouth open?"

Anda asked casually.

Hades was taken aback: "Why are you asking this? Only Poseidon asked me that before, and I didn't even tell him."

"Wait, you're not going to tell me to eat it, are you? Didn't we have a sealing spell? We can just use that spell."

Anda scratched the back of his head, looking embarrassed.

"Um, I... I forgot. It was Erda and Apollo who set it up. I just provided psionic energy when they needed it."

"But don't worry, I calculated it beforehand, and eating it directly will have the same effect. The door is not a material life form, and once it enters your body, it will find a suitable location on its own."

Hades blinked, began to unconsciously move his chin, and then looked down at the "big watermelon" in front of him.

"Nios, how about breaking it into smaller pieces?"

Anda shook his head: "No, we can't break the door. If we do, we're doomed. We'll become the culprits who destroy humanity!"

"For the sake of humanity, you'll have to suffer a little. At worst, we'll cut open from your chin all the way down to your esophagus and do a minor surgery. Actually, people have had craniotomies two thousand years ago, and one person even lived for more than thirty days after the surgery."

"That was Erda's doing. She taught me personally and even practiced on me. You can rest assured."

Hearing that Anda had also suffered such hardship, Hades reluctantly agreed and lay down on the ground:

"I'm ready, it's your turn."

Anda took a deep breath and started pounding on the door, which was tucked in like a ball.

"Daddy, Daddy! I want to play too!"

Anglong looked on with great envy, as he had never played with this new toy before.

Anda chuckled: "Go away, I'll make you a new one later. Come on, let's pry open your uncle's upper and lower mouths and see how wide they can be opened without surgery."

Anglong watched with a hint of envy as his father dribbled the ball skillfully and had a great time.

She had no choice but to obediently go to her uncle and kiss him on the cheek first:

"Uncle, if it hurts later, you must tell me in advance."

Hades didn't take it seriously; how much strength could a little kid have?

However, Neos's children are truly enviable; the eldest is already capable of managing the household business, and the youngest is very polite.

Hades burst into laughter:

"My dear, don't worry, come on over."

Angron mimicked his brother's deep breathing motion when faced with trouble, and put both hands into Uncle Hades' mouth.

"Uncle, I'm coming! Haa—"

Bang dong!

Hades' brain above his chin was completely separated, with the entire upper half of his head held in Angron's right hand, while the other half of his body was held by his jaw. It twitched slightly a few times before falling into stillness.

Then, Anglong burst into tears:

"Waaah—Daddy, I killed Uncle!"

With a wicked grin on his face, Anda had already anticipated this, and he pounded the croquet racket with great force, bang bang bang!

"Hahaha, son, don't worry. We are immortal, we won't die. And now your uncle won't be in pain anymore, let's hurry and stuff the demon in."

This was all part of his plan. He hadn't managed to get the better of Hades before, so he had to get his revenge!

Even immortals are nothing more than mortals. Without the use of psionic abilities, it would be easy for Angron to pluck their heads off.

And this is really anesthesia!

People don't die in the end, and the pain that the devil puts in them won't be felt. What is this if not anesthesia!

Anda became even happier, throwing the ball perfectly, then leaping high to catch it at the highest point of its parabola, followed by a spectacular dunk.

He even temporarily constructed a basketball hoop using psionic energy.

The problem is that he subconsciously used a standard-sized basketball hoop, while the croquet ball in his hand was obviously much larger.

Generally speaking, it's normal for the basket to get stuck; the door won't be damaged.

Unfortunately, he used too much force.

Thus, the psychic power of the great Lord of Mankind caused immense damage to the door, allowing only the portion that met the required size to enter, while the rest became pieces of flesh, scattered all over the ground.

This also includes the head of the door itself.

That's it, he's torn down the gates of hell.

When Anda landed, his knees buckled and he fell to his knees, completely bewildered by the terrible mess he had just made.

The next moment, he hurriedly picked up the things on the ground and stuffed them one by one into Hades' "open" esophagus, while also using the branches he picked up to push them in.

"Angron, you absolutely cannot tell anyone what just happened. Now come and help me stuff these things in!"

The father and son scrambled to stuff all the pieces of meat that had fallen from the door into Hades' stomach. To make sure it was stuffed in, Anda even put his fist in and punched it a few times.

They then hurriedly put Hades' upper head back on.

Anglong was unaware of the seriousness of the problem, while his father had become as fearful as a little kid who broke a vase at home as a child and was too ashamed to tell the adults.

"Erda, save me!"

After completing this set of movements, he even began to silently pray to Erda.

Meanwhile, Erda, who was still touring Athens, was focused on tasting various fruit wines, all of which were good things that had been sent to Athens during the Games.

She's always either enjoying life or just enjoying life, since she doesn't have to take care of her son anyway.

As for people praying to her?

Holy crap, someone's actually praying to themselves today!

Erda wasn't one to go to work, but today's prayer was unusually intense, which meant she knew this person and that he must be one of the immortals.

So Erda answered the phone.

The good news is that psionic communications on the same planet are generally safe from "phone bombing" incidents.

"Irda, save me! I've destroyed the world!"

Anda quickly said that he should let Angron drag Hades's body back first, while he hid in a dark corner to seek help.

Erda was startled; it was her man's voice. She was about to hang up.

But upon hearing what was being said inside, I thought, "What the hell? You destroyed the world?"

"The gates of hell have been fully opened? Didn't Athena give you clues and tell you to find Hades? Hades has fallen too!"

Erda couldn't help but feel a little flustered. Hades was the most steady among the immortals, like a hardworking and dutiful old ox in the house.

If even this person can't be trusted, then today they'll have to pack their bags and run away, or send a great flood to wipe out humanity, and then find human groups with more primitive worldviews and understandings to rebuild civilization.

"Calm down. Even if the gate is destroyed, the gate in this era is not very strong. At most, what's inside is the kind of demons that people imagine wanting to return to Olympus, rather than malice capable of corrupting the entire human civilization."

This is a stroke of luck amidst misfortune; at most, we'll have to wage another divine war to drive these demonic giants back and rebuild the gates of hell.

Anda hurriedly shook his head and said, "It's worse than that. When I was looking for clues, I asked my future self, and that's what he did. I feel like humanity won't see the sun tomorrow if you don't come and see for yourself."

Your future self—

Erda veiled her eyes slightly: "It's over. You'll have to deal with it yourself. It's alright, it's not a big deal. Even if the door is completely destroyed, you'll just have to fight a dozen or so demon giants by yourself."

“I’ve done the deductions before, and there’s more than one door. Many civilizations have speculated about the gates of hell. In this civilization’s mythology, the door has been torn open more than once.”

"In the mythology, Hercules helped you win this battle, but now it's just you alone. Keep it up, I trust your stamina."

Erda hung up the phone, but still ordered the sacrificial ceremony to begin, and all residents near Athens were to stay indoors and cease all unnecessary production activities.

There were only a dozen or so Titans with names and identities, so it wasn't a big problem.

My man is so capable, and I trust his stamina.

She just needs to protect this land and its people.

After finishing the call, Anda collapsed to the ground, limp and lifeless, as if his body had been ripped away, his eyes glazed over.

The good news is that the gates of Hell being shattered by itself will prevent the warp from directly descending and pulling Terra into it.

After all, every era has its own limitations.