Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

Jia Wen shouted, his face beaming with joy:

"The prophecies of the Lord of Change have never been forsaken by fate. Now, welcome your Primarchs and await the Imperium's abominable ships to sail out of the Warp and deliver a crushing blow to them!"

His companion, the Chaos Wizard Durran Baker, who was always taciturn, shielded Javin in front of him and stepped back slightly to prepare for a teleportation spell.

Something's not right. The Lord of Words has already advanced; he shouldn't be in this primitive and inferior state.

Rumble!

When the next wave rose, the Primarch suddenly appeared behind the Word Bearers, smashing Javen into mincemeat with a punch. Before the second punch could be delivered, Duren teleported away.

They even decisively abandoned the sorcery that guided the corrupted asteroid to collide with the Radiance of Macragge, which was about to enter the real world.

Then, the Primarch slowly turned around and looked at everything in front of him.

More than 10,000 years ago, Colchis.

Luo Jia, who had single-handedly defeated all the corrupted guards, examined the increasingly distorted perspective before him.

The colors looked like a viscous, extremely diluted mixture rolling around, green with hints of yellow, yellow with hints of red, a chaotic mess.

Several blurry warriors dressed in strange armor were staring in his direction.

Then Luo Jia felt someone on his shoulder and regained his senses.

It turned out that his older brother had climbed onto his shoulder from the side. By this time, the hot spring water was no longer scalding hot.

“Hey, Luo Jia, your eyes were shining just now. I was worried something might be wrong.”

Aaron said considerately, reaching out to gently pull open Luo Jia's eyelids to examine them closely.

Luo Jia said calmly:

"It's alright, brother. It's just that the detestable demon has brought down such a calamity, and even tried to corrupt me."

He led Aaron toward the ground: "I think I saw a strange perspective just now, being in nothingness. But don't worry about me being corrupted."

Aaron took a breath and instinctively used his arm to support Luo Jia's bald head:

"I'm not worried about that, I'm just afraid you'll get hurt. Those disgusting things might have some sinister plot."

"Haa—strange, I met you through a dream, but why do I also—"

"So sleepy—"

when!

Aaron's bald head bumped into Loka's bald head, and he fell into a deep sleep.

The next moment, the gradually calming environment began to distort, and the brilliant sunlight that had just appeared in the sky was shrouded by the endless dark starry sky.

A massive purplish-black vortex flashed, and several metal ships resembling the sky emerged from it. Countless smaller spaceships moved even faster, protecting the larger ships.

These scenes were not far from where Loka looked up, and Aaron on his shoulder had already disappeared.

A metallic clang came from behind, and the soldiers they had just seen were kneeling on one knee.

The leader bowed his head and stretched out his hand, pleading for a response:

"My Lord, guide of faith, narrator of the Holy Word, though merely a psionic avatar, the One who cherishes the Word welcomes your return."

“Cole Fallon and Eribas are colluding with their respective factions. We believe in unity, not division.”

Chapter 44 Father, the thirteenth prince wants to kill the seventeenth prince, what should we do!

Luo Jia frowned, looked at his hands, and realized they were indeed not physical objects.

Instead, it is a power known as psychic energy, a power he possesses naturally, but which he only displayed when he first rebelled against his adoptive father.

From then on, Cole Fallon regarded him as his second-in-command rather than his master.

Based on the information provided by the person in front of me, in this future, are Cole and Eribus still alive and have divided their own legions?

My brother mentioned that after our father arrives, he will have his own sons.

The reason I found myself in the future is because my brother has fallen into a deep sleep again; my brother has the ability to travel to the future in dreams.

And it can actually intervene in future developments.

Luo Jia glanced at the soldiers before him, his expression indifferent.

"A leopard can't change its spots," he muttered, preparing to kill Cole Fallon as soon as he returned to Colchis.

"Tell me the current calendar year, and where this place is."

He spoke quickly, while focusing most of his attention on the ships that had clearly noticed the anomaly and were speeding towards him.

Gray could neither doubt nor refuse the question from the Father of Genetics. There was no need to question it; the psionic clone before him was their original form.

He spoke slowly and deliberately:

"My lord, my father, this is after the regent of the false emperor launched his expedition."

"Now, we originally planned to use this mountain to transform an asteroid, impact the Radiance of Macurag, and bring out the Regency of the False Emperor."

"We have lost the initiative, so it is best for us to retreat first. You are now free and will lead us to the highest faith."

Luo Jia looked thoughtful:

"Remember my next instructions. You can evacuate first; I have my own plans."

"First, find Irebas, mark his location at all times, and record his actions."

In his own world, Erebas has been elevated to a higher status by a being called Tzeentch, and he doesn't know what that future holds.

He needs this message to determine the differences between timelines, no, or even worlds.

"Secondly, all those who harbor the Word should no longer enter the real world and should not come into contact with any demons."

He reached out, thoughtfully pinched out the demon inside Gray's body, and sighed:

"Third, the enchanted warriors should gather together and execute those of their comrades who have been taken over by demons. Then find Cole Fallon and tell him that Logar will take up the whip."

When Loka first demonstrated his own will, Cole Fallon was powerless to wield the whip and control his adopted son.

In Luo Jia's hand, the demon trembled as it offered its allegiance.

It was already filled with fear; the demon's body had been so easily stripped away and stuffed back in, and it dared not act rashly in the face of the Primarch's power.

It seems his sons aren't doing well, perhaps even becoming part of the chaos. So, this future version of himself might already be a bastard.

They actually regarded chaos as a god.

It's a joke; even though he's never met his father, he already understands that the latter is just an ordinary person.

After witnessing Tzeentch's petty schemes, he realized how ridiculous it was to try to entrust so-called truth to a specific concept or will.

To place one's hopes on this, which is capable of being done with one's own hands, is extremely foolish.

If one only cares about the sincerity of faith without considering who the believer is, then that is putting the cart before the horse.

"You may leave now. I need to confirm some things here."

Luo Jia turned his back; after giving his instructions, he would no longer have any energy to spare for the Word Bearer.

Grae whispered, “Yes, my lord and my father.”

Behind them, the warp rift opened by the Chaos Wizard still existed, but as the Radiance of Macragge drew near, the rift was closing and would disappear in an instant.

Grae decisively retreated, leading his brothers away.

After entering the familiar subspace, I heard my brothers' voices asking me questions from behind:

“Grey, Father seems different.”

"He has never been so decisive, and this time he has even manifested himself in human form. Is Father ready to resolve the conflict between us?"

Gray didn't answer his brothers' questions, but instead urged them on:

“Just follow Father’s orders; it’s better than Cole Fallon and Irebas’s pointless squabbles.”

After the Word Bearers departed, the warp rift closed, leaving only Logar's time-traveling psionic avatar standing on the defiled asteroid.

The magnificent space fleet slowly came to a stop, as if it had received some order.

All the ships were in attack stance. The dark, deep muzzles of the cannons and the small vessels poised to fire, along with the electromagnetic waves and high-heat energy emanating from them, allowed Loga to perceive the structure of these creations almost like seeing through them.

And the dangers inherent in it.

"Brother, are you inside?"

"It seems I'm going to cause a lot of trouble in the future."

He frowned, but faced it calmly. Based on Aaron's behavior, when he experienced a major shock, he would return to his original timeline.

Immediately afterwards, the Primarch's gaze scanned and spotted a smaller vessel flying down from the massive ship, maintaining a stable hovering posture, just over two hundred meters in the air.

Then, several small flying machines, each about the size of a palm, flew in front of me, occupying the corner of a quadrilateral, each projecting a beam of light that formed a scene.

On the screen, his older brother was among them, cheering and greeting him, his voice coming from the surrounding equipment.

"Hey, Luo Jia! I had another dream in my dream, and this time I took you to an even more distant future."

"Fortunately, I landed right next to Guilliman. In my dream, when I had two younger brothers at the same time, I could actually sense your presence. But for some reason, Guilliman's army was very hostile to you, and their first reaction was almost to open fire."

"Luckily, Guilliman stopped them from trying to find you this way."

Aaron's bald head took up a huge portion of the screen, and he spoke more urgently, trying to explain things as clearly as possible.

Behind him, Guilliman was silently watching the detected images.

Looking at the face of the brother he once knew so well.

"Logar Aurelion. Brother from over ten thousand years ago, who has never fallen."

A dozen minutes earlier, just before the entire fleet was about to end its warp voyage and enter the real world, the Primarch saw his brother, who had fallen over and was now slumped over in his chair, in front of the control room console.

Almost the instant the Radiance of Macragge detected the corruption of the warp, Guilliman sensed Logar's presence on the corrupted asteroid ahead.

The weapon system was then activated, until Aaron, covering his face, got up, saw everything, and stopped himself.

Father, what are you doing? Or are you even using your brother as a means to change the past?

Guilliman had this question in his mind, and he decisively ordered the communication to be stopped, which many ships would mistake for a routine warning to mark the end of a voyage.

Only his personal guards, the crew working in the control room, and the two Imperial Guards following behind him knew all this.