Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

This place has been unvisited for a long time.

Aaron suddenly looked up at the sky, and the pattern of the stars scattered across the sky had changed!

This means that the perspective from which we observe the world has shifted.

Either the entire camp was moved to another location, or the land on which the camp was located underwent a significant shift.

Even the location of the entire planet's landmass has changed.

He carefully observed the camp buildings around him. It seemed that not much had changed over time, and the layout of each place was not much different from when he last left, except that there were some additional areas for mortals to live and train.

Not far away is the original house, built using Olympia's building materials and tools.

You can also see the lion enclosure that was specially reserved for Adam the lion.

However, the one resting there at this moment was not a lion, but Ryan, an elderly Ryan with white hair.

He wasn't wearing power armor; his robes were just tossed aside, stained with blood.

Several small figures, their faces obscured by gray robes, moved back and forth, helping the sleeping Ryan clean his wounds.

But before they could even apply the medicine, the wounds had already begun to heal.

Ryan rolled over, groggily opened his eyes, and abruptly sat up:

"Aaron?"

He waved his hand somewhat rudely, and the little people around him scattered in all directions. Aaron could even see some anti-physical movements.

For example, jump up and keep both legs in the air without touching the ground, making a running motion, and run several laps before landing on the ground and starting to move.

Weirdly interesting.

Aaron stepped forward and climbed over the gap in the lion enclosure's bars:

"I thought I'd meet someone younger, but Ryan, what happened to you—"

Aaron looked at the wounds with a pang of heartache. Their strange shapes suggested they were made with weapons designed for torture rather than killing, or even instruments of torture.

"How did it get like this? And where are the enemies?"

Aaron had already come to Ryan's side, and the latter made no attempt to hide it.

If it were Xiao Pei, the first thing she would do is hide it and not let anyone see it.

The old lion didn't seem to care and calmly said:

"Some Dark Eldar attacked me. It was funny; a bunch of them chased after me, saying I could save the world."

"The other group was furious when they heard this, saying that my existence made their suffering seem useless and that they would hunt me down throughout the galaxy."

"Those Dark Spirits do have some tricks up their sleeves. Even though they submitted to the evil god, they still managed to seize fragments of the Spirit Gods of the past, transforming them into the degraded form of the Kane Sword, turning a weapon meant for killing enemies into a torture device."

Ryan showed his almost completely healed wound, his eyes filled with doubt, and he forced a smile:

"But don't worry, nothing can hurt me."

Aaron sensed the old lion's unease towards him and asked in confusion:

Are you afraid of me?

Ryan let out a long sigh and complained;

“I’m worried that you’ll turn into that old man, Father, and then laugh at me, telling me that a hero who wants to become king must go through all sorts of trials.”

"Rumors in the empire say that only a god, not a human, remains on the throne. But he always jokes, dresses up in various forms, and even plays a fairy in a theatrical scene. What god would be so bored as to do such a thing?"

Ryan, without any reservations, laid out his views on his father.

“He could have just told me openly and honestly, just like he did more than 10,000 years ago: ‘Ryan, go kill him,’ ‘Ryan, go bring it back,’ and so on.”

“I simply don’t have the energy to think about anything like Ruth. I woke up old. The weariness that comes with old age has made me lose the mindset of a young person.”

Ruth, that name again.

Even though they had never met, almost all of his brothers had mentioned his name for comparison.

He's probably the most popular brother, right?

Aaron's mind raced for a moment before shifting from "Russ" to "Degraded Kane Sword".

"The Kane Sword—what a coincidence, I also encountered the Kane Sword in my time. Or at least someone mentioned it."

Aaron looked around, found a haystack, sat down, and looked at his old brother, who was now truly an old man:

“Tell me about Kane. Sometimes I feel that it’s not that you only appear when you need help; I also come to you when I need help.”

Ryan didn't sit up straight; he just lay there to make himself look less intimidating.

"Kane is one of the Eldar gods, the God of War, but his overall reputation is not good."

“He’s not the hero we imagine, charging through the battlefield; he’s more ruthless, and—” Ryan pointed to his head, then continued:

"People suspect Kane is a madman, lacking the strategic thinking of a tactician."

“Even our father, whose strategic goals were being achieved, was almost successful. But Kane, he was even willing to launch a war by attacking targets with whom he had no vested interests, or even where he would gain nothing from starting the war.”

"So much so that in the Eldar's stories, Kane's hands are stained with the blood of that innocent god, flowing eternally without ceasing."

Based on Ryan's description, Aaron gained an understanding of the image of Bloodhand Kane, the Eldar war god.

Yeah, bad guy.

It is estimated that only the virtues of the immortals of my father's generation can be compared to his.

However, the immortal uncles have not yet been seen to be bloodthirsty (Apollo and Helios: look at your mother), and even if they are not human, they will not affect ordinary humans.

And this Eldar war god sounds a bit like the "clown" that the father described, a kind of theatrical role for the future.

Or it could simply be a mental illness.

Aaron sighed, "So, His sword is Kane's sword. Whoever gets the sword will surely be unable to suppress their fighting spirit and start a war."

He now understood why the Kane followers wanted to present the sword to the king.

We absolutely have to get this sword out. If this thing leads to a normal war that conforms to the laws of civilized development, then there's nothing we can say.

Judging from Ryan's description, this thing might be going to drive King Philip insane.

Kingdoms ruled by mad kings generally don't end well.

Chapter 343 The Poison of Faith, Ryan's Veil, Dark Eldar (3K)

"Kane's sword does indeed possess a maddening power, but if it were you..."

Ryan glanced at the sword on his other side, a small gift from his father, stuck in a stone.

Why do they all like playing these superficial games?

He spoke:

"Just find that sword and break it. In your time, the Sword of Kane would never have truly come to Terra, otherwise it would have been part of our father's collection long ago. Therefore, it is a thing tainted by warp contamination."

Aaron caught the key phrase: "Warspace contamination, do the Eldar gods also suffer from warspace contamination?"

I've never heard of that before.

Ryan nodded and explained:

"The Eldar gods resided in the Warp, where the evil gods did not yet possess the ability to corrupt the world at will. None of the Eldar even knew of the existence of the Chaos Gods; they had their own gods."

"And from a hindsight, the way these deities exert influence is exactly the same as the warp contamination by evil gods. By the way, our father is also considered this way by most Xenomorphs in this era."

He wanted to crack a joke to ease the tension, but then thought it might upset the old man, so he steered the conversation back on track:

“In your time, even if that sword were genuine, it wouldn’t have caused you any trouble. Aaron, you can keep it as your weapon, or you can break it.”

Anyway, the old man has already shown that Aaron, the Primarch's brother, completely ignores the existence of warp contamination.

Even when the four Chaos Gods themselves intervened, it was nothing more than pitiful whispers in their ears.

Speaking of which, another person with this resistance is Loga.

However, it seems that the demon Loka was misled and deceived by the four gods, and then abandoned and left untouched, which is why Loka appears to be in a state of confusion and uncertainty.

Ryan shook his head, looking at his brother's bald head, and he could always think of the fates of some of the other bald brothers.

Aaron lay down as well and tried to pull out a white hair from Ryan, but found that he couldn't pull it out no matter how hard he tried.

Ryan tore off a piece himself and placed it in Aaron's palm.

“You can speak directly. I think you need to learn from your father from more than 10,000 years ago and speak your mind.”

Aaron clutched the white hair, somewhat embarrassed, and said:

“I feel like each of my brothers has a different image of our father. Guilliman and Peturabo always felt that our father never said anything, and they even planned to pry something out of that old man.”

"But in your eyes, it seems you still miss the time when he was taciturn."

Ryan tried to move his leg; by then, the wound had completely healed.

“I don’t want to use my brain. I just do what my father gives me. It’s the simplest thing. But now he’s started to act like a ghost, as if he’s guiding an old man like a child. I’m past the age where I need my father to coax me with stories to learn lessons.”

Upon hearing this, Aaron couldn't help but laugh and say:

"Perhaps it took my father tens of thousands of years to start relearning how to be a father."

Ryan remained silent; it was indeed too late.

Father, sooner, sooner.

When you brought all of us brothers back, you began to learn how to be a father, and perhaps many things would have been different.

Aaron carefully tucked away the white hair, and Ryan smoothly changed the subject, asking:

"What do you want my hair for? Your era is not advanced enough for genetic research."

Aaron raised his head and pondered:

“I remember that Guilliman of this era had wrinkles on his face, and you have become an old man. I will go back and ask my mother if there is any magic to turn your hair back. Her skin was recently turned black by Uncle Helios, so restoring your hair should also be possible.”

Ryan first added crucial information: "A light gold color is fine; don't make it any other color."

He didn't quite believe his mother was a normal person, because his father was obsessed with role-playing and even pretending to be a fairy at that time.

He suspected that his father's behavioral patterns came from imitating his mother.