Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

Poseidon immediately replied, "How could that be? To me, this is something you told me a few months ago. My memory is not as dull as Apollo's or Helios's."

The Emperor snorted coldly, "That's good. Don't let me find out what you're up to in secret. Perturabo is planning a collaboration between the Heart of Steel and the Cult of Machines, which may dilute some of the faith in the God of Machines. You'd better not interfere."

Poseidon, looking flattered, teased:

"Oh dear, what kind of talk is that? I am a god whose civilization has long since died out in this era. Do you think I have the right to interfere in the formation of new gods in the warp? You think too highly of me."

The emperor was then satisfied and said, "Not bad, that's exactly the kind of clear self-awareness I wanted, you fool."

Poseidon retorted, "But someone probably doesn't know his own limitations at all. We taught you step by step back then, but now, no one is teaching you how to save the world, yet you're standing in the position of savior. Oh, by the way, Perturabo's Iron Heart has even been established in many of the worlds where my nephews grew up. You, the fourth son, are quite ambitious."

"Could you perhaps have him come over sometime? I'd like to curry favor with him so that I won't be purged if I try to usurp the throne or change dynasties in the future. That's how it's written in myths; many of the older generation are killed or sealed away."

The Emperor was severing his psychic link with Poseidon, and concluded by saying:

"You'll have a chance to meet eventually."

Poseidon laughed and said, "I'd better ask Xiao Ma to call the fourth prince over. Xiao Ma has no intention of becoming emperor. If he chooses a side in advance, he can become a wealthy prince in the future."

The emperor was about to explain that his family would never have such a tragic struggle for the throne.

After all, he is the most powerful immortal being, and he will intervene before things fall apart, forcing all his sons to their knees.

Chapter 382 My Little Pony: The Black Polar Bear and the White Black Bear (3K)

Historical records indicate that Poseidon was Peturabo's first supporter and the emperor's hidden brother.

The struggle for the throne had already begun before the Great Expedition ended.

Six hundred years BC, in later generations, the British Strait.

The ray slowly floated to the surface of the sea. The family was preparing to go to Britain to hunt some game, and then sunbathe and eat roast meat on the ray's back.

"It's good that there are no people here, but there aren't many kinds of wild animals either. Sigh, isolated islands are prone to ecological isolation."

Anda dissected a bison, skillfully removing its head, and carefully trimmed the hair around its neck, unlike the Athenian bison which had less hair around their necks.

Angron crouched down beside his father, wanting to put a whole bull's head on his own head, or on his father's head.

He mainly thought that his father cared a lot about his hair, and that wearing a bull's head mask with lots of hair would cover it up.

Aaron was riding his fifth dog for a walk in the fields. His father said that the fifth dog hadn't been active for a long time, so it was fine to carry someone on its back. In the past, all the family's luggage was placed on its back.

He looked up and saw that the lush trees were not quite a forest, but rather scattered in clumps across the plains.

You have to walk deep inland for a long time before you can enter the forest in a cognitive sense.

I wonder if any of the little elves my father mentioned, only the size of a human arm with transparent wings on their backs, are among them.

Or some wingless little elves with golden or red hair, freckled faces, and a sunny disposition, but with sad eyes, wearing pointed hats and pointed shoes.

It is said that if they steal the snacks left in front of the children's doors, their wishes will be granted, and they will also take revenge on those who have harmed them.

They were originally ancient sun gods, but were demoted to monsters because of the arrival of the new gods.

Aaron, who was still unaware that he was the new god, felt that the fifth brother's movements were much lighter, as if he had transformed from an old donkey into a fine horse, and even had the feeling of riding White Scar.

Aaron bent down to soothe the fifth donkey's excitement, stroking its neck to feel the old donkey's heartbeat, which wasn't too intense yet.

The light steps and the vast fields were something Lao Wu hadn't seen in a long time.

The fifth brother jogged all the way to a grove of trees, then stopped and turned back.

Aaron asked curiously, "We can go in and take a look, Fifth Brother. It's alright. Marum has been observing us from a distance. He's also scouting out what other wild animals might be nearby to become our future meals."

"Haha, but don't worry, Father won't want to eat donkey meat hot pot."

The fifth brother, unusually, showed a hint of unease, pulling his head and resolutely turning back.

Aaron had no choice but to give up. He was still eager to go inside and see if any of the legendary creatures lived in the forests of the island.

But Lao Wu never showed any fear when he saw demons before, but now he seems a little uneasy. Why is that?

We need to let Marum find an opportunity to go in and search. They can't be so unlucky as to land on a random coastline and run into trouble right away.

Before long, Aaron rode the fifth son back to the shore camp. Angron, his face covered in soot, was sitting by the stone stove, tending a fire.

The old man couldn't stand his youngest son's constant attempts to put a freshly cut cow's head on his own head, so he sent him back to his old job of cooking and tending the fire.

Even on British soil, a child with a face covered in soot and covered in dirt emerged from under a boiler.

"Brother, Dad said we're having roasted whole cow tonight, but we won't eat the head. He told me to shave all the meat off and keep the bones to use as a mask."

Angron chuckled foolishly and pounced on Aaron.

Aaron was tackled to the ground, watching Angron's dark hands touch his face and clothes, but he didn't care. He picked up Angron again, stood up, and spun around, asking:

"Then why do you need a stove? A grill is enough for barbecuing."

Anglong shook his little head and thought, "Maybe Dad wants to see me climb the chimney. We can use the extra meat to make soup."

He glanced at the fifth brother and asked his older brother to lift him up:

"Brother, where did you go just now? Did you see anything strange?"

Aaron pointed to a grove of trees standing alone on the distant plains:

“We didn’t go in when we got to the edge of the woods. Lao Wu was a little uneasy, so we came back. It was probably too dark inside the woods.”

Angron became interested:

"I also want to see if there's anything good to eat in this new place. Tonight I'll ask Uncle Marum to go in and check it out. If there's any danger, we'll definitely defeat him!"

Aaron stopped Angron from rubbing cigarette ash on the fifth son, then picked him up and laughed:

"But go wash your face and hands first, you can't eat dirty later. We haven't seen Koz's little hands for the past few days, maybe he doesn't like the underwater environment, he might show them tonight."

Aaron carried Angron to the beach. Fortunately, the intergenerational inheritance failed. Aaron simply carried Angron into the sea and washed him clean.

Instead of just throwing it in like a father would.

This is the significance of the progress of human civilization!

Angron quickly tidied himself up, leaned on his brother's shoulder, and rested most of his belly on Aaron's head.

He looked around and saw his father still busy cutting beef, and felt a surge of relief.

Like his brother, he believed that when their father was alive, he should still have the dignity of a human being.

Seeing that their father wasn't paying attention to them, Anglong leaned down and whispered in Aaron's ear:

"Brother, I heard some things in my dream, but I can't tell Dad, so I'm telling you secretly."

Aaron asked curiously, "You had a dream too? Was it a demon or something else?"

Anglong looked serious, his small mouth pursed together, and he muttered to himself:

“It was Fourth Brother. I saw him muttering something, about killing Father, killing Wokhan, and then trying to resurrect them. Father and Wokhan were both immortals, and it seemed like he wanted to watch the immortals resurrect to gain some knowledge.”

"It's like I need to collect different kinds of food, but I have to eat them once to know if they're edible."

Aaron didn't think that Little Pei was up to any terrible things. He didn't care about patricide, but he shouldn't touch Volkan.

Even though you're immortal, no one will object if you go and mess around with that old guy at home.

Little Pey will take Wokan into consideration, surely because the action they're about to take won't get the old man's approval, but they'll definitely persuade Wokan.

Aaron deduced that Xiao Pei's purpose in wanting to observe the resurrection of the immortals was to better resurrect those of his kind who had been parasitized by the brain neuromorphs.

"Then he'll definitely fail. I'll take you over for a free meal another day. Little Pei can't beat the old man now, so he probably has no hope for the rest of his life."

He held up Anglon's little hand and ran around in the sun and felt the breeze, but to be honest, it wasn't much fun.

It would be better to jump off a cliff. After experiencing these feelings in his dreams, Aaron could understand his father's love for extreme sports.

Humans can actually get excited about these sensations.

However, while Aaron could distinguish between reality and dreams, he only thought about it.

They wouldn't be like their father, who would actually have the heart to throw Angron off a cliff just to hear a thud.

One day, while my father is asleep, I should find a straw mat, roll him up, and throw him into the sea nearby to see how long it takes him to swim back.

After going around in circles, it was finally lunchtime.

The old father's cooking skills were superb. All the edible parts of the cow were neatly arranged on a metal rack, while the remaining offal was thrown into Anglong's pot to cook.

Judging from the display on that metal shelf, one might mistake it for a cadaver dissection exhibition.

The only difference is that once the charcoal fire is lit underneath, you just flip it over when one side is cooked, and when you want to eat it, you can simply grab the corresponding part, saving you from having to fight with others for the same piece of meat.

“There are some local crops here that are not suitable as spices, and they’re a bit numbing, so you little brats shouldn’t eat them.”

Anda was acting strangely normal today. Not only did she do housework and cook, but she also reminded people of danger.

Even Anglon couldn't help but count the days on his fingers, wondering how long this situation could last. It was rare for the anthropomorphic period to be so long. If they could figure out the pattern and see what factors were causing it, it would benefit more than just their family in the future.

The entire galaxy will benefit!

Marum only arrived back then, but his expression was somewhat serious. He immediately went to the master and said quickly:

“I saw a polar bear, sir.”

But clearly, they are still in the southeastern part of what is now known as the British Isles, a long distance from the Arctic.

Anglong scrambled to his feet, each hand gripping a piece of beef hind leg, his face glistening with oil as he ate. His eyes widened with excitement as he asked:

"Where? Where is it!"

He still remembers that he wanted to eat a polar bear paw.

Anda first gave Marum a piece of meat, then calmly wiped his hands and said:

"I thought you'd seen Avalon or some Sun King, haha, it's just a polar bear. It's not impossible that a polar bear wandered over here by chance."

Marum then said even stranger things:

“But sir, it’s a black polar bear.”

Anda burst into laughter and praised:

"You extreme warriors finally have a sense of humor! It's perfectly normal to have brown bears and black bears here. They'll be on the verge of extinction soon, so it'll be too late if we don't eat them."

Marum's words were rather serious:

"And there are white black bears—Sir, I learned about the ancient Terra biota from Sage Caul. White black bears do exist, but black polar bears have never been seen before. Let alone the two together. This is definitely not man-made."