Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

This actually relieved Aaron, who was watching from a distance. He had made the chair himself, so he couldn't let it corrode or get damaged.

The strange fish's body, still underwater, suddenly contracted, and with a turn, it plunged back into the water and swam away.

Now the monster's true form was truly revealed to everyone, and it even devoured a person alive.

Finally, those who were too bold to get a closer look at what was going on were scared into fleeing in panic.

"Aaron, Aaron, your father! The one who was just eaten looks like your father!"

The fellow disciples who randomly appeared near Aaron patted him on the shoulder, their voices stammering.

Aaron nodded and said, "I see them. Don't worry, let's evacuate the others first. Those monsters have the ability to attack prey on the shore, so we can't let our guard down."

Upon hearing this, the fellow disciples were momentarily at a loss for words.

Is this guy really that mentally strong?

But right now, saving lives is the priority; the one who was eaten by the fish can only be abandoned for the time being.

Judging from his impressive fishing gear, he must be a master angler who has caught countless fish in his lifetime.

Now that I've been eaten by a fish, it's a case of karma coming its way.

At this moment, only Anda, inside the fish's belly, was choked and coughing.

He was right near the drainage duct of the fish's gills, his face looking like it was buried in a toilet, with someone constantly pressing the flush button outside.

I finally had a brief respite from the rushing water, but before I could even take a few breaths, I was choked by the disgusting smell emanating from the fish and nearly choked to death inside.

I don't know why Poseidon likes to play like this; he's only torturing himself!

And what exactly are these weird things again?

Who cut a fish into three pieces and replaced the middle with a toad's belly?

What kind of despicable bastard used genetic editing to create this monstrosity?

Anda fumbled through his future "memories," pressing the Black King for knowledge of them.

These monsters are not chaotic creatures; strangely enough, they are merely products of the earliest attempts at genetic editing by human civilization.

Some monsters, which can hardly be called successful, can only ensure their own hunting but have no way to reproduce.

If released into the wild, they will become extinct on their own and will never amount to anything.

This is why Adachi was able to sleep soundly without noticing any danger.

After all, it's just a laboratory product. In essence, if some civilization builds a tombstone database for humanity in the future, it might be able to be searched for in relation to the original's entries.

Hmm, found it, Castor clam, Castor, Castor, I think I've heard that name before.

Never mind, he has to figure out a way to get out alive. He can't handle the kind of game where he gets eaten by an animal and his esophagus gets stuck, causing the animal to starve to death.

Although clams themselves are not polluted, they are a natural product of human genetic modification and breeding technology.

However, there were no gene testing laboratories in 600 BC.

It's difficult enough for people to leave the continent they live on, let alone go to the moon.

So, maybe we should just bear with it and see where this strange fish will swim to rest?

Living organisms have a tendency to trace back to their origin, and laboratory organisms are no exception. If we could find the location where they first arrived at this point in time, and see if there are any clues, we might be able to find the problem.

This also means that he has to tell Marum not to kill the fish that ate him.

He would have to endure being "flushed down the toilet" for a while while stuck in the strange fish's esophagus.

But relax, the toilet can still be flushed, which is much better than a clogged toilet.

Anda comforted himself with this thought.

"For the Emperor!"

"You filthy creatures, shall be utterly exterminated!"

"The chain blade operates at 408,000 revolutions per minute!"

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, but using 'pi' as a unit of energy output is still a bit strange."

In the river, Marum had already begun the killing spree, taking advantage of the crucial time gained by the master being eaten.

The old man once commented on his own words during a battle, saying that he hoped Marum could change some of his battle cries.

For example, something like "magnetic field rotation".

I don't understand. Did the master ever study magnetism again in the future?

Whether the magnetic field is rotating or not is unknown, but the speed at which the chainsaw sword in his hand rotates is enough to act as a boat paddle in the river, giving Marum a terrifying speed of movement.

The heroic feats of their predecessors in slaying aquatic aliens are now being repeated by themselves.

What an honorable thing this is!

During the Great Expedition, the Ultramarines were killing fish with their chainsaw swords.

More than 30,000 years ago, their descendants were still using chainsaw swords to kill fish.

As expected, the M42 should also have been used by Ultramarines to kill fish with chainsaw swords.

In short, the process of handling these aquatic species is very simple: cut off their heads and use them to make chopped chili fish head.

(Khorne: ?)

Skin and scale them, bleed them and remove the fat, remove the thorns and fishy smell.

There was still time to preserve some whole pieces of meat for Angron to add to his culinary record.

Marum was in a frenzy of killing, his feet planted on the riverbed, the blue sky above him flowing, as if he wanted to slaughter the entire world.

It stirred up an even larger whirlpool of blood in the vast, turbulent river, turning the surrounding area into a pot of soup.

Angron drove his group to safety, abandoned the tree trunk, jumped into the crowd, and grabbed the hem of a mother's skirt with her child.

He was still licking his thumb; when the bark cracked, it seemed to have a sap-like taste, perfect as a seasoning.

I don't know if it's poisonous, but I didn't feel any problem after swallowing it.

The people around didn't seem to notice the little kid next to them.

However, they couldn't help but regard the tree trunk that attacked and drove them away as a manifestation of God.

Macedonia is truly a blessed land; its people are protected by the gods!

While everyone was concerned about the monster in the water, two more people appeared beside Angron during this sudden turn of events. They were making physical noises, and even had to use their hands to support the position of their eyeballs to prevent them from falling out of their sockets.

"Your Highness, please come with me. We are here to reveal to you the suffering to come."

One of them was named Sphinx. He had Egyptian-style black markings on his forehead, like a lion wearing a black mane. His pupils shimmered with a beautiful sapphire color, like the heart of the ocean.

"The world is about to be destroyed, and even your father will suffer a great loss as a result. Only by following us and witnessing the future can we find a way out of this predicament."

"Imagine your father is bound by a corrupt, unchanging future, forced to watch helplessly as the people he wants to protect live in sin. How hopeless that future would be."

The other person was named Basbion, whose hair was decorated with a different kind of smaller feline. He was neat and tidy, and had a bright silver eight-pointed star pendant hanging from his ear, with only one point sharpened and embedded in his cheek.

Chapter 312 Tzeentch and Nurgle Team Up! Anda's Big Fish (4K)

Both of them were dressed in ordinary clothes, and apart from their hair, there was nothing particularly noteworthy about them.

When my father used to tell bedtime stories for my older brother, he mentioned that because many Egyptians were bald, those with hair would show off by styling their hair into extremely voluminous and prominent shapes.

The more unusual a person's hairstyle, the better they are at playing cards.

Anglong asked, "What are cards?"

Adachi Takuma said that since they haven't appeared yet, they currently carve the image of the elves onto stone slabs and play with them.

Therefore, Anglong completely disregarded the concerns of these two "people" whose facial features could no longer be maintained, and instead urgently asked:

"Do you know how to play cards? If you don't, I won't go with you."

"Also, your future sounds pretty good. My dad loves to sit in a chair all day with no one to do anything about him. He doesn't have much of a desire to save humanity."

Anglon remembered his father's teachings: he was the only one in the family who had never been to Egypt, so his father must be right.

Moreover, Dad is so enthusiastic about fishing that he can fall asleep in his deck chair. If he can sit still and watch the world change without having to worry about it, what a wonderful future he will be!

That would have been exactly what he wanted.

This is a good thing! Why should I follow these people to change this future?

Sphinx and Basbion exchanged a glance, assessing whether they should take immediate action to remove Angron from the scene.

Even in their juvenile form, the Primarchs had achieved remarkable feats. They were merely strategists under the Lord of Change, and the feasibility of their actions had to be carefully considered.

They can only communicate with each other on their own minds:

We need to evacuate first. We just described a future where even the Lord of Humanity will be bound by fate and fall into suffering.

But he remained unmoved. It seems that there was a problem with the way we used threats, or that there is no affection between the father and son. We need to think this through more carefully.

Once the Lord of Humanity breaks free from the shackles of the Castor Clam and becomes aware of our existence, we will have no way to escape.

The two completed their telepathic connection, and then they heard Angron roar in exasperation:

"What are you saying? Are you threatening me?"

"My dad and I have the best relationship. How dare you say that we don't have feelings for each other? You're just lying through your teeth!"

Oh no! Retreat quickly! The other side also has telepathic abilities!

The two people with unconventional hairstyles promptly retreated, fearing they would be left behind by the enraged Angron.

Only Angron looked at the two comical actors who had suddenly appeared and were communicating telepathically in front of him with strange eyes, wondering what they were babbling about.

If the future they're talking about is true, then there's good news: Dad will crawl out of the fish's belly soon and can tell him...

"Dad! In the future, you can lie in a chair without moving and won't have to worry about how to save humanity!"

Then I'll ask Brother Dorn or Brother Peturabo to build you a big pond next to it, and then I'll put a fishing rod in your hand.

Now you're sure to catch fish no matter what.

Meanwhile, in the river, only the last clam that had eaten Anda was still swimming and struggling.

Marum was worried that he might accidentally cut the fish and the master in half with one stroke, so he didn't do it.