Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

What... what happened?

What are those cannon shots? My existence—

"Die, Guilliman!"

Evil Steel opened its arms and embraced Guilliman, its essence, which Vashtor had painstakingly perfected with its divinity, shimmering with intense light.

In the end, it just flashed by.

Its self-destruction merely made the crystal act as a flashbang.

After the paradox was resolved, it was no longer able to drive anything forward.

When Evil Steel's first instinct was to push him away and fight again, he found that Guilliman had already embraced him and was holding him tightly.

“My brother,” he began.

"Let's end it all, let's end it all, let's die here."

“Once, I loved the Lord of Steel, Perturabo, my brother. But your heart is too sensitive and fragile.”

"You try to prove your strength with your ruthless decisiveness, but that is precisely a sign of weakness."

Guilliman's armored arms were even wider and thicker than Evil Steel's unarmored body, making them fit even tighter.

"But today, you don't have to endure these things anymore."

“I am not trying to be sentimental or, as you previously thought, to stand on the moral high ground and show you what is ‘right’ after you have done something wrong.”

“I just think that I am the only brother who will mourn you as I send you to your death.”

Xiao Pei lightly patted the thirteenth brother's helmet and scolded:

"Why bother talking to it so much? Or are you indirectly criticizing it?"

"Alright, thank you for holding it in place, I'm going to get started."

Xiao Pei casually tossed aside the Destruction Cannon, then gripped the Holy Sword in both hands, blade pointing downwards.

"A dead dog."

He lacked Guilliman's magnanimity; the blade pierced the steely head and spine—

"Burn it, burn it all, even if it takes decades or centuries."

Suddenly, a terrifying, ancient voice echoed in Xiao Pei's mind. The Black King responded, "No need, it's fine now."

Bang!

Originally, the flames on the sword would have needed enough time to burn the evil steel, but now, even more intense black-gold molten flames erupted on the sword, and in the next moment, the evil steel's demonic skin would be rapidly cooked.

“I will personally carry out the execution, Peturabo. Just as you said, the sins of the sons should be borne by the father himself. I don’t need you to do anything.”

Guilliman's eye gradually transformed into a cold star burning with black flames, his face devoid of warmth, his mouth uttering a blank expression:

"But I still want to thank you."

The black flames gradually spread to Xiao Pei, pulling him into the black sphere that Luo Jia had once seen.

Here, black and white seem to have no boundaries. In a moment of daze, one might see a bright but cold star, and the next moment it could transform into a huge, dark, solid sphere.

Beneath the sphere, a man with short hair and traces of hot soup on the corner of his mouth was staring blankly.

"Damn it, what are you doing! We've already broken up! Why are you dragging me into this!"

Anda grumbled and cursed, for he had finally managed to enjoy a bowl of hot soup that Aaron had served him!

That old bastard Black King replaced them instantly and went to enjoy himself.

What kind of mess will that leave you with?

Oh, so it turns out a son died.

Anda cursed the Black King to no avail, so he turned back to look at Peturabo, who was walking towards him.

He held the head of the evil steel in his hands.

Why are you trying to visualize consciousness? It's like something out of "Neon Genesis Evangelion." Adachi wiped his mouth with his arm and tidied his appearance.

Then he put on a smile and opened his arms to hug Peturabo.

He already knew the terrible fate that awaited his future loyal sons, instigated by the evil Aaron, as they would turn against their old father.

Therefore, as long as I build a good relationship with him beforehand, I can save him from getting slapped a few times.

What? You're saying the other sons will betray us? That's impossible! Look how well-behaved they are after we brought them home. Come here, let Daddy give you a hug!

Anda grabbed Evil Steel's head with one hand, and to Little Pei's astonishment, turned around and kicked it into the cold star.

"Haha, let's not let this unpleasant little incident affect our father and son."

Anda and Peturabo embraced each other warmly, to the point that little Peturabo almost had a reaction, thinking that he was about to go back to the scene where he fought with his father and was beaten to the ground.

Unfortunately, Peturabo has developed PTSD from close contact with his father.

"You are my best son, without a doubt!" Anda said fluently, even knowing to add a suffix, "The future empire is fortunate to have you!"

"But I hope you can switch careers and study some biological sciences, such as hair growth products. This is a top priority for our family."

As Anda spoke, he forcibly pressed Xiao Pei's head down to his shoulder.

Adachi was very happy imagining the beautiful scene of a loving father and filial son.

With her powerful charm, changing her future sons' opinions is a piece of cake!

As for the Black King's most crucial purpose in bringing him here—to finish off Evil Steel—Anda had already put it out of his mind, both physically and conceptually.

Evil Steel, once known as Peturabo, was thus abandoned until his complete death.

Only Guilliman's premature funeral eulogy accompanied it as it dissolved into the purest psionic energy of the warp, devoid of any consciousness.

Perturabo felt a sense of clarity, but his neck was being pressed uncomfortably. As Anda exerted force, it triggered his instinctive reaction to resist, and he slammed his elbow into Anda's cheek.

Oh no, I made a mistake. The feeling just now was too similar to when my father grabbed me and put me in a chokehold!

So much so that he could no longer suppress his body's instincts.

Anda was completely bewildered, thinking that Aaron had already deeply imprinted the idea of ​​"beating up his father" on his mind!

I felt a surge of dissatisfaction. Good heavens, I finally managed to show you some goodwill, and you bunch of unfilial children can't tell right from wrong and are being unreasonable.

Then there's nothing more to say. The best way to discipline a son is to use a strong hand and a tough belt!

Enraged, Anda reached out and conjured a leather belt from the black flames.

"You unfilial son, what are you going to do to your father! Take this slap!"

Chapter 267 Xiao Pei: What do you mean my brother is dead? (3K)

"Wait, Father, let me explain—"

"I didn't mean to, I just—"

"what!"

Anda's copper-headed leather belt was forged from the Black King's flames. Once swung down with force, even if Xiao Pei, as a psionic projection, wanted to explode and return to the original time, she would not be able to do so.

The Black King's power prevented the enemy from escaping.

Anda initially wanted to stop after hearing Xiao Pei's explanation, but then realized how terrifying the Black King's power was.

He wondered if Aaron would also be forcibly restrained by the Black King in the same way in the future, leaving him to work for that bastard.

No, he couldn't let that happen. He needed to take advantage of Black King's return to drink soup and figure out how to break Black King's power!

Anda couldn't help but grin maliciously:

"Hahahaha! Peturabo, this is your test. Fight back and struggle!"

"Try to figure out how to escape from this power!"

"Once you successfully escape, I promise to grant you one wish!"

For your good older brother, Xiao Pei, you must persevere and find a way to break this curse!

In the real world, Guilliman watched as the little Pey on his shoulder had not yet dissipated, but the head of the evil steel that he had taken from his hand had vanished.

It seems the mission was accomplished; their father had burned away the evil steel.

But why does it take so long?

At this moment, Luo Jia's voice finally drifted over from afar:

“Don’t worry, Guilliman. I think it’s probably a heart-to-heart talk with Father. After my brother revealed the truth to me, I received Father’s apology.”

"I imagine that at this moment, Peturabo was kneeling before his father, weeping bitterly, as was Evil Steel. Then the father and son buried Evil Steel together."

Luo Jia could only observe that Xiao Pei had entered the location of the cold star that the Black King had seen before, but he couldn't quite figure out what was happening inside.

This judgment can only be made based on one's own past experiences.

In a sense, he's quite right.

Aside from the absence of the deep father-son bond and the redemption phase in the story, the rest of the story is different.

Black King didn't even bother to apologize to Evil Steel, and had Anda do it instead.

However, Adachi lacked these father-son experiences and was directly kicked into the sun.

Only Peturabo remained kneeling on the ground, weeping bitterly, his face filled with panic.

It was just that Adachi was whipping it around wildly with a belt made of the power of the Dark Lord.

In theory, Xiao Pei has been beaten by all three of her fathers.

Although only one father was proactive.

Before the star, Anda swung his belt with great force, shouting orders.

What's with that look in your eyes?

"And what's with that expression on your face?"

"Petulabo, stand up! Don't hide!"

Xiao Pei is not without temper; she starts fighting as soon as they meet and won't listen to her explanations.