Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

At the Aegean Sea port near Athens, you can also see the blue sea and sky.

Upon arriving here, the sky and earth darkened, and instead of ground, rocks stretched forward and rose up, revealing the cliffs by the sea.

But this place is still a long land journey from the North Sea that my father mentioned; it is merely the northernmost part of the Mediterranean.

"Go northwest across the sea to the Rhine River basin, then cross the land again, and go north across the sea to reach the future Danish settlement. Then continue north to enter Northern Europe. The journey is still long."

The old father gazed at the sky for a long time, then, after speaking, he hoisted Angron onto his shoulder, stepped barefoot onto the cold rocks, and walked towards the top of the cliff by the sea.

Anglong buried his head in his father's hair, looking sullen.

"Dad, this place is desolate. There's nothing to eat, not to mention animals, we haven't even seen many plants."

Anda nudged Anglong, bumping his chin to make him move away from his hair, before saying:

"Later on, you'll see a vast expanse of snow-covered land. There are indeed few creatures, but also few people. They're just enough to feed our family."

"When the time comes, Dad will take you to see the floating islands made of ice blocks, and the white bears. We'll also try their bear paws."

As they spoke, the two had already climbed up the cliff.

As the waves crashed, rocks from the cliff edge would occasionally fall, plunging into the white spray without a sound, disappearing just like that, while the waves continued to crash.

Seeing this, Anda felt a mischievous urge and asked:

"Xiao An, how did you feel when you saw these rocks falling?"

Anglong crawled forward, most of his body resting on Anda's head, his little head unable to look down, excitedly saying:

"A vertical stone plunges into the water, creating a smaller splash; a flat stone plunges into the water, creating a larger splash!"

Anda nodded with a dark face, then pulled Anglong off and pushed him forward:

"Then you should experience it for yourself."

He let go and walked back, only giving Aaron one explanation:

"He didn't die from the fall; he chose to play it himself."

None of her sons are well-educated or reasonable; how could they possibly be scholars?

It can't be the kind of pedantic scholar.

None of their uncles or aunts, whether relatives or family members, could be associated with the term "scholarly family."

Anda was planning to raise him well, to produce a well-mannered and knowledgeable son, someone who could be considered a philosopher, so that he could send him back to the country and prove that he was good at raising a son.

"We should build a boat on the spot and check the direction, lest we end up in Britain, which is now incredibly poor."

Aaron complained, "Can you say a place name I know? Don't always use names from the future."

Adachi shrugged and said helplessly:

"There's no way around it. This place doesn't have a name yet. If I don't want a future name, am I supposed to make one up myself? This place we're transiting through will be called Teutonic in a while, then Prussia, and finally Germany."

When the last place name was mentioned, Anda reacted, narrowing his eyes and scrutinizing his son with a wary look:

"You...you didn't want to learn to draw, right?"

Aaron had to get used to his father's erratic thinking, and was able to answer:

"There is something I need to learn, but there is so much to learn along the way. Right now I can only do sketching, and I haven't colored it yet because of the paint."

Anda breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, it was still too early for oil painting.

Rome had not yet risen to power, let alone Austria.

Art academies have already existed in their early stages, so hopefully art academies won't emerge so soon.

Aaron didn't delve into what the old man was thinking. Instead, he climbed to the edge of the cliff and looked down to see where his brother had fallen.

There was no need to worry about the Primarch's physical condition. He peeked out and saw Angron lying on a reef.

The top of the reef was originally pointed, but after being hit by Angron, it became flat.

Well, at least it didn't fall into the sea.

Anglong got up and felt around; his body was intact and unharmed.

It's not painful, just a little numb, maybe similar to the feeling when Ryan slams his fist on the table.

His impression of the young lion was limited to two things: a love of hugging and a fondness for slamming his fist on the table.

After Aaron firmly refused to attempt to jump into the sea, they began building a boat.

There weren't many trees nearby, but luckily Marum was there. He ran to the nearest grove of trees, broke off a few suitable branches, and returned.

There won't be any hobbits riding tree-men to take revenge.

Anda leaned against a boulder on the cliff edge, looking at the desolate landscape of rocks, which really resembled a scene from "The Two Towers".

I don’t know if Olperson killed the authors of The Lord of the Rings and Starship Troopers, as both of them had served in the military and their cultural foundations contradicted Olperson’s ideas.

In fact, Olpeson is the most peculiar of all the immortals.

He is the one who truly enjoys living as an ordinary person.

When Adachi is contemplating life (or being lazy), he likes to have a cigarette or a cigar in his hand, and to shoot with black and white film, with a gentle breeze blowing through his disheveled long hair and melancholy face—

I can't imagine how handsome I'll look in the photos.

On the rocky flat ground ahead, Marum has already provided many ship construction models. The fifth one must be considered, as well as the sanitary area.

At the very least, we can't let my elderly father spill water again in the wind.

Anda really wanted to say, "Son, come back and rest."

If Marum, as an Astartes, can't even solve this little problem, what's the point of creating them!

They fussed around here for a while, until Anda woke up from his nap, just in time to see Marum carrying a whole boat and heading towards the shore.

He quickly got up, jumped inside, found a spot where the animal skin cushion had been laid out, and lay down.

"Haa—the timing is perfect, Aaron. Don't say I'm not doing my job. From now on, our voyage will be free of any storms."

The old father still remembered to make amends, lest he suffer his son's contempt again.

Aaron also chose a place to lie down, and then began to wonder about the ship's power.

"This oar is a bit too big and not very practical."

Anda rolled over and, in an odd posture, bent her leg up and scratched herself.

"I don't know. Didn't you guys make it? It's normal for the blueprints and actual dimensions to be different. As long as it works, it's fine. The real power source for this ship is actually Marum's power armor reactor."

"As long as we can move, we don't need to raise the sails or do anything extra. We need to conserve our life energy so that we can live longer."

The fact that an immortal being makes these opinions does not mean he is right; it simply means that he can wait until the person he is debating with dies before emerging to prove himself correct.

After a long day of hard work, Aaron finally felt sleepy and slowly fell asleep, but he didn't dream anymore.

When I woke up again, the sunlight outside was even a bit dazzling. Although the overall temperature was not high, it at least didn't feel like the wind was biting cold.

Aaron crouched and moved out of the cabin. Marum had a separate room on the deck, so there was no need to worry about the height.

"The weather is so nice, how much longer is our journey?"

Marum remained faithful to his duty, able to stay on deck for months without moving.

He stretched out a hand and began to adjust the observation sights. Many of the practical tools were designed according to the human body shape, which can be considered as thoughtfulness and consideration by the Imperial Guards.

"In three days, we will reach the Teuto border, and then after another week's journey, we will arrive at the Dan people's country that the master mentioned. Although, according to the master, there are no Dan people yet, and the name is something he himself chose from the future."

"It will take another twenty days or so to actually reach the high-latitude region of Sacred Terra."

Marum's controlled speed was still manageable for modern fishermen to see without being too frightening.

Sometimes, the master's personality is just so peculiar. They could have reached their destination in four or five days, but once they arrived at this remote place, they had to start taking care of the mentality of the people who could still be called savages.

Alas, the mind of the Lord of Mankind has become unfathomable since this point on, and it is unknown whether he has any principles of conduct at all.

Marum looked into the cabin, where the master was telling Angron a story, some very strange stories.

Ahead, there were small islands somewhat detached from the mainland, with simple campsites and bundled supplies visible on them.

It seems that this is the supply point for the fishermen in the area. Just like hunters are used to building wooden houses in the deep mountains to store supplies, they cannot guarantee that they will have enough supplies with them every time they go out hunting.

"We can go upstairs to rest and cook a meal while we're at it."

Anda had already carried Angron out of the cabin, her other arm outstretched, basking in the beautiful sunshine.

"Ah, after leaving your mother's control and exploitation, I feel that the world has become a better place. I can relax and slow down in everything I do."

Aaron had no objection to this, but he was mainly worried that his father and Anglon would set the ship on fire.

They docked without touching the fishermen's supplies; Anglon even went over and put some bread and flatbread he had made earlier on the table.

It's made by the original manufacturer, so the shelf life is reliable. Apart from the not-so-great taste, it has no other drawbacks.

Chapter 367 Anda: I suspect my son gets whatever he wants (3K)

"Brother Aaron killed the apocalypse!"

Angron jumped down from his old father's shoulders, holding a spatula in his hand as if it were a holy sword, pointing directly at the empty sky, as if there were a real monster there.

They arrived on the island and started cooking, and Anglon began telling the stories his father had told him.

He even began to analyze the underlying principles, because he could sense his father's previous desire for him to become a scholar.

"Father said that once a concept is formed, it can become a demon. The most terrible disaster is the end of the world, so my brother will defeat the end of the world in the future!"

Angron's logic is also very strange. The highest level of conceptual materialization Aaron has seen so far is the Hell Gate Demon inside Uncle Hades' body.

Will another "doomsday" demon emerge in the future?

"Father, even in the myths of the Athenian region, previous human extinctions always involved survivors or subsequent civilizations, so they don't really count as the end of the world, right? What beliefs or understandings in the future will emphasize the concept of 'the end of the world'?"

Aaron was scraping fish scales with the knife in his hand while asking the old man a question.

Many of the things the old man mentioned about the future were quite interesting, and they were probably at least culturally relevant for a period of time.

The end of the world? How did this kind of thing become so popular? Are humans really inherently evil?

Anda watched with longing as the tender fish meat was gutted and prepared for cooking, his mouth watering, as he explained:

"Humans as individuals have self-destructive tendencies, let alone an entire civilization. On the bright side, it's about being prepared for danger in times of peace. On the dark side, it's like they were fine to begin with, but then they created a doomsday demon in the warp."