Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

There is no one who can single-handedly shatter the heavens and earth; at least, there is none now.

Otherwise, Kane's followers would not have achieved this goal by instigating war, rather than by truly blessing and creating some "chosen champion".

Marum will take care of killing that thing.

Moreover, once a war is started, it will deplete the nation's resources, and the burden will ultimately be borne by every individual.

But the instigators don't need to worry about these bitter consequences; they only need to ensure that their words can stir people's emotions at the first moment.

The old father said that in the future, people working in journalism will not care about the truth, but only about guiding the narrative.

Just show people what they want to see. If it's simply about making money from the news media industry, that's fine.

I'm afraid this situation will happen—

News Day 1: Anda Wel wins Macedonian fishing championship.

News Day 100: The Emperor Slaughters Mermaid Aliens.

News of the 1000th day: The Emperor announces that anyone possessing a non-humanoid species, XP, will be executed by slow slicing.

(Slaanesh & Poseidon: Are you targeting me?)

The same goes for Kane's followers; they just didn't control the degree well. On the very first day, they started preaching that if everyone was wiped out, world peace would come.

Aaron shook his head helplessly; it seemed he would have to do intelligence work again.

He stepped forward, lowered his voice, and imagined himself as a mastermind plotting to destroy the world:

“Nasri, we understand the logic, but do we have more military strength? Conquering Iphik is easy, but if we attack Persia and Athens, we will have to make a long-distance raid. Who will be responsible for the food and supplies?”

Nasri was taken aback, but quickly realized that he had arranged for someone to ask the question so that he could answer it himself and dispel more people's doubts.

However, it seems that the person who set up the deal wasn't this one.

But it doesn't matter, the plan is still progressing smoothly.

He coughed and answered calmly:

"After swallowing up Ific, leaving nothing behind will save us from the losses of city management, which will all be benefits."

"We have no intention of dominating Ific, so there will be no further costs."

"That is, to sustain war through war."

If Adachi were here, he would say: "Wow, you guys are playing Total War, huh?"

Aaron was momentarily shocked by the enemy's terrifying words.

No, no, real war is not a game of chess; the idea of ​​using war to sustain war is an extremely vague concept.

You are about to start a war between humans. What if the cities you conquer don't have enough food reserves and are short of resources?

Are you trying to feed on the emotional ups and downs of war?

That would be a demon.

Aaron really wanted to open the other person's skull to see if it was filled with the same kind of water as his old father's.

He quickly realized that he no longer cared about what reasons to use to dissuade the war from taking place, but instead inquired about the other side's military configuration and whether there was any supernatural intervention.

he asked:

"In that case, the enemy is putting up a valiant resistance, and the Macedonian army is suffering losses. How long can they hold out? Will Great Kane bestow some blessing? Like the miracle of Helios, the sun god, not long ago."

Nasri was very satisfied with what he heard, as all the responses were in line with his plan.

That's exactly the question we're looking for—

He rolled up his sleeve to reveal his red tattoo.

"Gentlemen, behold! The great Kane has revealed that once our soldiers have stained their hands with blood, they will be blessed and able to hold the pass single-handedly!"

"Even if the Spartan army besieges the city, our army will break through it without hesitation!"

Nasri suddenly roared and smashed the fire pit next to him with his fist, breaking it through.

This is something that no ordinary person could do, but it would not exceed the limitations of the material world. It is to strengthen humanity to the point that it can easily deal with its own kind.

It seems that Kane did his due diligence before taking action.

Aaron estimated its strength briefly and breathed a sigh of relief.

Alright, before all the Macedonian soldiers are blessed, call Marum back tomorrow and arrest them all.

Under Nasri's display of power, the blood patterns on his arm truly shimmered, as if by divine intervention.

Everyone was amazed and imagined what it would be like to obtain such power.

In this context, Aaron asked the final question:

"We all know that the name of the God of War is Ares. What, then, does the name Kane mean?"

Nasri was very satisfied, believing himself to be wise enough to have made preparations in every aspect, including the legitimacy of the gods.

He replied:

"What you may not know is that, just as Helios and Apollo are confused about their positions as sun gods, there is confusion in the names of gods in different cultures. The name Kane is the name of the god revealed in the War of Ares."

"Great Kane will unleash the Kane Sword, which will be presented to King Philip in a few days, and then the might of the God of War will be known!"

Chapter 342 Old Ryan, Wounded by Kane's Sword (3K)

Aaron silently stepped back and began to summarize.

Well, economic considerations are not taken into account at all; the main approach is to rely on fighting to sustain the war effort and divine blessings to enhance combat effectiveness.

This guy didn't mention any negative effects at all; who knows what will happen when things finally collapse?

The religious claim that Kane is the side of Ares that started the war is the least of our concerns.

Politically speaking, no matter how much they plan, their ultimate goal is to persuade King Philip.

That is—the sword of Kane to be presented to King Philip, which has the power to sway people's hearts and incite murderous intent.

It was obvious; Aaron knew without even guessing that there was something wrong with the sword.

He stopped, turned around, and asked the last question:

"Then, where is the Kane Sword now?"

Nasri, beaming with pride, pointed to the sky:

“I have personally witnessed the messenger of the god of war descending from the sky, carrying a sword case.”

“The messenger said that they would descend from heaven and perform miracles on the day we presented them to King Philip.”

"The sword box is now in my hands, but unfortunately, even with the blessing of my body, I cannot shake it in the slightest when I try to open it."

Aaron nodded. "Alright, I know where the sword is. I'll have Marum come and steal it later."

(After Marum returned, he asked Guilliman: "Father, am I really your son? Being a butler is one thing, after all, it's serving His Majesty. But why am I stealing things and gathering intelligence later?")

Alas, enemies who answer every question are rare these days.

And there's nothing dirty on him, and he doesn't play with poop.

It seems that this was not the work of Tzeentch or Nurgle.

Aaron didn't really have much of an impression of the two names, and Marum always reminded himself not to call them by their names.

But no matter how many times he called out in his mind, he didn't see any big blue bird or big green fat man appear to look for him.

Sigh, let's go home first and ask the old man if he has any impression of Kane.

Aaron memorized the location, then silently slipped away, unnoticed and unnoticed.

Your security measures are inadequate.

He climbed up, and as he was about to leave the main road, an idea popped into his head.

If we could find Saviour and Redo, restore them to their pointy-eared forms, and then pretend to be messengers to retrieve Kane's sword, wouldn't the problem be solved?

Aaron still trusted the two men, feeling that they were different from the other pointed-eared people.

We need to find an opportunity to ask our mother, who is watching from heaven, whether she has discovered any trace of their activities.

Aaron arrived home and glanced inside.

Angron and Marum haven't returned, so there's no need to worry about their safety.

The food prepared in advance in the kitchen was all taken away.

The younger brother, whom I've never met, eats very regularly.

Looking at the old man again, he was indeed fast asleep tonight, clinging to that automatic fishing machine.

Then I'll have to ask again tomorrow.

Aaron also felt sleepy and fell into a deep sleep.

In the dream, it seemed as if I was about to travel to some place, but before landing, I managed to open my eyes and see a pure galaxy covering a silver tower.

The edge of the tower is not the land we normally perceive, but rather pieces of planetary debris and countless fragments of book pages.

It formed a vast labyrinth, where countless beings either traversed the labyrinth or read the taboos recorded in the fragments of the book.

But their ultimate goal is to navigate the maze and reach the tower.

At the top of the tower, there seemed to be a transcendent being that resembled both a dragon and a bird, with countless pairs of wings of various colors.

It does not have a distinct main head, but the neck can be found in various places.

With so many heads, if each one had its own ideas, wouldn't it be like having to hesitate about which leg to step with first when walking?

Aaron wanted to see clearly, but this journey had already reached its end, and he fell down.

Is that thing Tzeentch?

He got up from the ground and opened his eyes. The scene before him was very familiar; it was the camp area that had originally been built for Ryan in the forest of Caliban.

Strange, Ryan should have already returned to the Empire by now and begun the old man's long-cherished Great Expedition.

What trouble will he encounter that will require him to return to his hometown and seek his help?

Aaron took a step forward, his foot crunching crisply on the dry fallen leaves.