Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

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A crow flew by, and the sound of its flapping wings caught Aaron's attention.

The crow circled a few times, landed on Aaron's shoulder, nuzzled his face, and then flew up again to circle, indicating to Aaron to proceed in the direction it pointed out.

Aaron had no doubts. After all, he couldn't die in a dream. Many spies and agents had to risk their lives to obtain intelligence, and he could just go and see for himself.

He followed the crow closely and soon saw a real corpse, the corpse of Astartes.

The crow spread its wings and landed on the corpse's shoulder armor. Its red pupils spun around a few times, but it did not scavenge.

The corpse was wearing gray-green power armor, kneeling on the ground, its weapons scattered on the floor.

Unlike Marum, this corpse's power armor was draped with many human fabric decorations, which seemed to indicate that its identity was more like that of a monk.

Behind the power backpack, there was a folded-up hood.

When Aaron circled around to the front of the corpse, he didn't see the head, but rather the cross-section of Astartes' cervical vertebrae.

Their muscles are even capable of maintaining a certain degree of adhesion after their heads are severed.

No, what time is it? I'm still thinking about these things.

Fortunately, the corpse was kneeling, allowing Aaron to reach out and tear off the fabric decorations covering the power armor. He saw a deliberately stained mark, an ordinary straight sword with its hilt facing upwards, and tattered wings on either side.

“It should be Ryan’s Astartes, but the two I’ve seen are different. Those two swords have the hilt on top.”

Aaron quietly checked the information, and he could even recall the key information he saw when he last encountered old Ryan in a dream.

The crow took flight again, guiding Aaron on his way.

This time the journey was much longer, and after a long time, Aaron saw a pointed-eared man leaning against a tree ahead, with one arm missing.

It was an old acquaintance, Qingniao.

"It's you again, Aaron."

Hearing footsteps, the bluebird looked up and relaxed.

“Keep following the crow; you’ll find Ryan there. He’s trying to enter his forest and lead us away, but he hasn’t succeeded yet. We’re holding off the enemy on the outskirts.”

Qingniao's thinking is quite clear; he can explain the current situation in a sentence or two.

After their last parting, Ryan and his companions were attacked in this world.

These forests are not Llane's territory, and they pose a danger that could force the Primarch and Eldar warriors to retreat.

Aaron pressed on, asking:

"What is the enemy? A physical monster, or some kind of curse?"

After all, he hadn't seen anything along the way except crows and corpses.

A monster capable of severing the heads of Astartes, Marum once mentioned, noting that the Astartes were generally similar in stats and combat abilities.

Even though he was a Proto-Forged Space Marine, his physical strength had not undergone a qualitative change.

In other words, the monster might even kill Marum before Marum can react!

Aaron was disturbed by this scene.

Aaron didn't know that if the Dark Angels were headless, he could actually suspect that it was the leader of the Dark Angels who did it.

Upon hearing this, Qingniao looked at the wound on his severed arm, his expression bitter, and he smiled bitterly:

“Apart from Ryan, none of us could see what it was. In my reaction, it was like a condensed black mist with sharp feathers attached to the side. It just swept over and sliced ​​off a person’s body.”

"When I was surrounded by the black mist, I also saw a pair of dark red eyes,"

The raven on Aaron's shoulder seemed to understand the bluebird's words and was quite dissatisfied, cawing a few dry cries.

It should bring a few companions or pigeons to defecate on the bluebird's head.

Aaron, observing the situation, realized that he had been in close contact with Angron recently and knew how creatures behaved when they were unhappy. He then reached out his hand, gesturing for the raven to return to his grasp.

It makes it easier to use your other hand to stroke and soothe the fur.

“I think you can come with me, and while you’re at it, gather your companions together. I can try to get you out of here.”

Aaron had tried teleporting himself last time, and this time he wanted to see if he could take everyone with him and run away.

If all else fails, just help Ryan return to the safe forest.

The bluebird looked as if it had just realized something:

"You really are Ryan's brother."

Before Aaron could even express his surprise, the latter began to explain:

"It is said that twins exist among the Primarchs. Since Alpha and Omega, the last Primarchs, are a pair, it is rumored that they are one soul with two bodies. So, as the head of the Primarchs who can freely wield his power, Ryan might also have twins. We previously found traces of a young humanoid Primarch living in Ryan's camp - so we believe that Ryan triggered his essential abilities due to the changes ten thousand years ago, and at the same time, he freed his twins."

The bluebird looked confident and spoke fluently.

When these pointy-eared people get proud and confident, they actually look kind of annoying.

Well, I'm too lazy to explain myself. Objectively speaking, Qingniao's description is already very close to the truth.

He shrugged and said, "But you can think of me as the bigger one. Come on, as you said, I can help unlock those powers."

The bluebird nodded and stood up, pulling out a signal cursor with its remaining arm and tossing it into the sky where it flashed.

Aaron asked curiously, "I thought you would use a flare gun, why are you using this manual throwing method?"

The Bluebird had the same naive, unsophisticated look as the Terra monkeys:

“Biometrics, emotion sensing. We’ve even created an emotion spectrum, and like-minded partners can instantly understand the meaning of the signals when they see it.”

"And those who have fallen, having sold their souls to the devil, cannot see these color spectrums of emotions; in fact, their eyes may be burned."

Aaron said helplessly, "Okay, it sounds a bit like a charlatan's, so no matter which civilization develops technology, it will eventually become this strange? It seems completely inconvenient to me."

With the bluebird guiding the way, the crow, who had been displeased by its words, became too lazy to move and lay in Aaron's hand.

After the figures of Ryan and his group came into view ahead, the raven flapped its wings again, jumped directly onto Aaron's head, gently tapped it with its beak, and then spread its wings and flew away.

The bluebird warned:

"According to some of your human literary creations, this raven that points the way may be one with that murderous feather weapon."

Aaron shook his head and said:

"That might be the case, but this one is different; it's a good crow."

The two had reached the makeshift camp when the other vigilant personnel saw the beacon and chose to turn back.

Aaron rushed to Ryan's side immediately, but Ryan had pulled up his hood, covering most of his face.

Aaron thought he could try getting Adam a hood to wear later, since Ryan's lineage all liked wearing hoods.

If you can't find Adam the lion, then try finding a kitten; hopefully, the kitten won't hiss at you.

Aaron didn't press for details about what had happened; getting to a safe place was the priority.

He gestured for Ryan to continue trying to open the path to the safe forest, while he himself felt the changes in everything around him.

I've been to that safe forest several times already; now all I need to do is find its location.

Almost seconds after Aaron appeared, the passage that Ryan had been unable to open before was finally paved out. In this forest that was both pristine and terrifying, a normal dirt road leading to the camp appeared.

Everyone hurriedly got up and followed. A human with gray-silver hair brushed past Aaron, turned back and smiled:

“I am Lerian Antitie.”

Chapter 370 Ugly Phoenix: What does "Big Brother's Big Brother" mean? (3K)

Aaron hadn't remembered communicating with the traveling merchant that Ryan had mentioned, and the evacuation and settlement took some time.

It was several hours later when they were finally able to sit down and talk properly about what had happened.

Ryan began simply:

"We traced the last remains of the sacred relic to that forest. There, the Dark Eldar and—"

He glanced at Aaron before continuing:

"And the Chaos Astartes. Many of the rebels in the Dark Angels Legion were unaware of what was happening, fighting against their own brethren and wandering outside. I pardoned them and called them the Angels of Pardon. But there are also individuals who have truly fallen into Chaos."

The two Astartes who had been following behind Ryan clenched their fists.

Fortunately, these angels of forgiveness were previously kept secret by the First Legion.

If any members of the inner circle were to appear and hear Ryan recounting this history, they might slam their fists on the table, stand up, and shout at him before realizing that it was their own father who had said it. Then, the Lion King, with his dark expression, might punch each of them.

"So that headless corpse was one of them?"

Aaron recalled what he had seen.

Ryan nodded and said, "After I received my father's gift, wherever I went, many fallen angels would appear to wait for me, as if it were fate. I forgave them and returned to the right path."

“I was even about to raise a company, and I was starting to relax. Until I met my offspring who had completely fallen into chaos.”

He took a sip of his drink in silence. Ryan had been holding onto a sliver of hope that there were no real fallen angels and that it was all just a misunderstanding.

His descendants were able to return to the right path.

However, in reality, he did indeed encounter a dark angel who, even after revealing his identity, still chose to fall into depravity.

He knew this was one of countless bad consequences resulting from his responsibility.

Aaron then asked, "So you were deceived into thinking that the fallen angel could be pardoned, and then followed him into that dangerous place. In the end, you encountered that monster that seemed to use cutting as its main attack method."

Ryan replied, “That’s right. We were initially deceived into believing that the relic was inside.”

“I shouldn’t complain about my father, Aaron.”

Ryan's sudden remark made Aaron somewhat embarrassed.

This guy used to criticize his father so much he was practically unrecognizable, so why is he starting to regret it now?

Ryan continued:

“My father would always transform into various forms to guide me and play those childish mythological games with me, at least there was no danger. And this time, I naively thought that everything would go smoothly again, at most I would suffer some hardships.”

"But we were ambushed first by the traitorous Third Legion. We fought our way out of the encirclement, only to find that the Chaos Space Marines had become part of the forest's corruption, temporarily obscuring our way out of the forest."

"I was unable to return to this safe forest immediately because of the pollution caused by this attack. Afterwards, that fallen angel attempted to launch a sneak attack while I was off guard, and what he held in his hand was the sorcerous blade of the Fallen Legion."