Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

With the longsword slipping from his hand, he had no choice but to improvise. He grabbed the opponent's neck with his left hand and quickly curled up his legs to support his body.

Now that there was a buffer, he swung his shield down hard on Erst's head with his right hand.

Bang—bang—bang!

The crisp tapping sounds rose and fell continuously, and Aaron's movements never stopped.

Marum watched Aaron's face warily. Good, he was just tired and still panting.

There was absolutely no indication that he was agitated from hitting someone.

It's confirmed. This thing is just a bird in a dog's skin; it's neither a Khorne follower nor a mixed faith.

Erster, whose head was bleeding from being hit on the back, didn't feel any pain. Instead, he fell backward, pinning Aaron beneath him.

Sekhmet granted him the ability to be completely painless.

In reality, Bileney simply blocked some of Erst's neural signals as needed, which is theoretically the ability of those Hulks.

Or the puppies might get carried away with their hacking and slashing, but they won't feel any pain; only the puppies can't.

So one of his own high demons, in order to figure out the material principle behind how Nurgle made patients feel no pain, personally studied it for a while and came up with such a useless psionic spell.

During those days, the sound of the Lord of All Changes retching echoed from the depths of the labyrinth, lingering for a long time.

Then the master issued an order forbidding the Great Demon from researching any Nurgle spells.

Therefore, I was ordered to change my academic focus and come to this point in time where I knew nothing about the future, to try to find some ideas from Khorne.

Even when Tzeentch's great demons get serious about academics, they still exploit their subordinates.

In reality, Aaron was overshadowed by Erster.

Now there's no way to break free. No matter how good the initial maneuvers were, if they failed to inflict effective damage, it's already difficult to turn the tide.

He had no choice but to abandon his plans to win and focus on his initial goal.

That is, to let Erster unleash the demonic power within him.

He simply tossed aside his shield and pulled out the nails that Loka had given him from his waist; these things, in both shape and size, were quite suitable for stabbing people.

“Brother, please forgive me for using this gift to do these things.”

Aaron muttered to himself as he thrust the nail into Erst's eye socket.

His body was struck several times, and it took several attempts to pierce through.

At this moment, the people in the stands were stunned and didn't make a sound. Only Erster's roar could be heard in the arena.

How did things suddenly turn out like this?

They originally thought that Aaron was powerless against Erst and that it wouldn't matter if he dodged a few attacks. Erst, who was not afraid of pain, would eventually chop off his head.

Unexpectedly, the young bald man's response was truly outstanding, making him the first opponent to inflict damage on Erst.

However, alas, they had all witnessed the miracles that Erster had suffered; once enraged, this crocodile would unleash power far exceeding that of humans.

"Ah! I can't see it, I can't see it anymore!"

"Sekhmet, I've found your target!"

Erst roared, saying that Sekhmet had sent him here to kill someone, saying that fate would push him to his side as an enemy.

This person will threaten Horus and become the future emperor who will rule over mankind.

It must be nipped in the bud!

It must be Aaron Weir!

Isn't this the typical script for protagonists in mythology who calmly confront and stand up to much larger enemies?

Before Erster became a priest, he loved reading, as the stories say.

But now, God is on my side!

Erster suddenly sat up, reached behind him, grabbed Aaron by the neck, and pulled him in front of him.

Aaron only had time to pull out the nail before he was suspended in mid-air.

Damn it, doesn't this guy feel pain?

It's important to know that when Odysseus faced the Cyclops, he only needed to deal with one eye!

Aaron was lifted high by Erster with his throat locked. He didn't have the same physical abilities as his brother Chagatai, who could exert force in the air. However, apart from feeling a little stuffy, he didn't feel like he was about to suffocate or his face turned red from holding his breath.

Father!

Aaron tried to turn his head to look at his father, while Dalette lovingly fed Anda fruit with a knife and fork, and the latter would occasionally lift the veil to eat it.

It means never having any physical contact with Dalette.

Well, I can't count on my biological father.

Fortunately, what Aaron had been hoping for happened shortly afterward.

The eye that Erster had been pierced stopped bleeding; instead, some pale gray scales slowly flowed out, then solidified, bringing the damaged eyeball together.

This is when the power of the demon begins to manifest; now that it has shown itself, it cannot escape!

In the stands, Dalette paused, his knife and fork in his hand. Sehmite had also handed over the power of disease and healing to Erst? Then what was he?

Anda habitually lifted the veil again, opened her mouth, and waited for a long time, but no fruit was handed to her.

Oh, so your son has already reached his goal, but you haven't had enough to eat yet.

Well, I have to say, the fruits and vegetables in Egypt taste really good.

Now that the demonic power has manifested, it's time to get to work.

Anda punched Dalette in the head, smashing it open, then took the fork from Dalette's hand, determined not to waste food.

That sissy, I've put up with you for so long.

Chapter 38 Steel-Bone Hippo, Unlimited Ammo Mode Marum

Anda grinned maliciously as he staggered down from the stands, his light veil not as comfortable as a robe.

You have to be careful not to expose yourself when you go down each big step.

He cannot become the second psionic contaminant present.

"You are the future ruler of humanity?"

Erster opened his mouth, and the voice of the demon Bileny came from it. The scales were just a little short of repairing Erster's eyes.

But this last point is something I just can't do.

"Is it because of that nail? The aura of faith on it is unheard of. That's—let me think about it."

"The One True God? The Supreme Faith, the Emperor of Mankind!"

The pheromones on the nail were identified, leading to these conclusions.

Bileni confirmed the target of the Great Tzeentch Mark, and because he couldn't know the future, he used his trump card, the only one he had ever used to contact Tzeentch.

The latter's gaze pierced through the depths of the labyrinth, confirming once again that on that ancient golden throne, the human emperor's figure shifted several times: first a long-haired man, then a blond man with a buzz cut, and finally, Aaron's likeness.

"It's him! His aura is exactly the same as the cursed one!"

What, are you seeing things?

That's impossible. How could Tzeentch misread the information?

Having gained the approval of the corrupted heavens, Bileny became excited: He'd found it!

If it kills Aaron before it, it can complete Tzeentch's trial and advance further.

Otherwise, if I were to kill too many people and imitate Khorne's rituals, I would always be on edge, fearing that the hound sitting on the brass throne would snatch me away, pluck my fur, and shave off my scales.

"Ah, yes, it's you, it's definitely you!"

Erst's voice gradually returned, after all, the gap between the warp and reality was very stable at this time, unlike in the future where they could freely exchange things.

It's best to leave the battle to the humans you've blessed; you can just provide the buffs yourself.

The fallback option isn't found in Erst.

Erster regained consciousness and instinctively tried to twist Aaron's neck, but found he couldn't muster any strength.

It turned out that Aaron had also realized that the damage caused by the nail would not fully heal, and he had been desperately scratching at the tendons in the other person's arm.

"Luo Jia, I'll treat you to grilled fish next time we meet."

Aaron bought himself some time. The next moment, the chainsaw sword roared. He hadn't heard Marum's footsteps or seen the chainsaw sword being swung.

Erster's arm had already been severed, and Aaron's body fell backward, landing in the arms of the Ultramariner.

The white guard helmet gleamed in the sunlight.

"Next, leave it to me."

Marum kicked Erst in the waist, then turned and knelt on one knee to avoid getting any blood on Aaron, setting him down.

Aaron, with Erster's hand still around his neck, broke free and jumped off the stage, casually giving a word of advice:

"Hurry up and fix this. I'm going to change my father's clothes. This is really indecent."

Marum glanced at His Majesty, who had to cover the hem of his light gauze skirt because of the breeze, and almost choked on his breath.

Focus, son of Guilliman.

He told himself this, stood up, and took the explosive pistol from his waist.

The enemy was indeed blessed by the devil; he had been kicked in two, but his upper body was still alive, and he was groping around, trying to get up.

"Not a great demon, but a lower level. However, Tzeentch's demons are all quite troublesome to deal with."

Marum stepped forward and adjusted the chain speed of the chainsaw sword.

He was searching for the main body parts that the other party had blessed, while also being wary of a blue-haired dragon-like monster that might suddenly appear.

sizzle-

The chainsaw sword pressed against him, grinding Erst's head, which was still bubbling with blood, into dust.

The surrounding crowd was terrified by the series of unexpected events and scattered in all directions.