Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

"However, regaining divine power requires a test, and since our race is descended from the gods, we cannot trigger it."

Anda was already awkwardly digging his toes into the floor. When did dwarves become so shameless, calling themselves descendants of gods?

However, it must be said that when racism leads to a sense of superiority, the social benefits it brings are enormous.

“The different tribes in each settlement abide by the ancient covenant and will take our place in the trials. Ahead lies the first hurdle on the pilgrimage route: sacrifice.”

"At that time, you will enter the assessment illusion. You only need to make a choice. Whether you succeed or not, you can leave the illusion after making your choice."

Mentalion gave a general explanation of the tasks the Fellowship of the Ring needed to complete, explaining that they had to undergo trials to gain divine power.

However, only races other than dwarves can begin the trial.

Aaron scratched his face, looking puzzled. "If that's the case, it sounds like you dwarves are being prevented from gaining divine power."

How do you build social relationships?

Anda gently kicked Aaron in the lower back and whispered:

"Silly boy, lie down quickly, don't attract too much attention. We're just here to watch the show, let others do it. We're already taller than dwarfs, why are you sitting up? Are you afraid people won't notice you?"

Unfortunately, these reminders came too late. The Icehammer Clan had already stepped forward and even offered to help pull the fifth brother, leading the donkey cart to the front of the group.

Barnaby pounded his axe and shouted:

"A human friend from Birch Tree Town is willing to step into the first checkpoint!"

Mentalien was overjoyed at the sight, and the other clans joined in the cheers, praising the gods' blessings.

Anda even considered killing these dwarves.

Regardless of whether I am willing or not, I would go through fire and water for you, and you are thanking God for his blessing.

What, call your god out and let's have a go at it! Who isn't a god?

Anda got up and complained to Marum:

"Now you know why I promote the truth of the Empire. When others help these intelligent beings who have faith in gods, they don't thank me; instead, they think their gods sent me."

Aaron was very interested in this idea. Although the cultural circle he had lived in before had a belief in gods, it had never begun to explore the relationship between humans and gods in depth.

The old man's words piqued his curiosity; could anyone really think that way?

Regardless of what the family was thinking, they were still sent to the front of the road, donkey and all, to begin the ceremony of opening the first checkpoint.

The Icehammer Clan will accompany them inside, along with the pony.

Anyway, the dwarves are unaffected. Going in to see the cursed father and son turn against each other, causing chaos and bloodshed, would be such a wonderful experience.

"Dad, do dwarves use magic?"

Angron was held in Anda's arms, because Anda thought that since this trial was called sacrifice, it must have come at some price.

I'll just stuff my son in there; there's no power that can kill the Primarch anyway.

More importantly, Aaron will definitely choose to sacrifice this old man, and having Angron in his arms will make Aaron hesitant to act rashly.

I'm so smart!

Xiao An thought her father was worried about the danger outside and was holding her in his arms to protect her, which touched her deeply.

Anda looked nonchalant: "Who knows? Just stay by my side and don't wander off."

Once the light of the magic completely enveloped them, and everything in sight turned into a thick, blackish-gray smoke, a commotion and terrified sounds began to emerge from the gradually clearing surroundings.

It was the cacophony of panicked crowds, the clatter of scattered items, and the wailing of people falling, jostling, and even being run over.

Aaron raised his hand to shield his eyes from the light, and the next moment, they found themselves in a chaotic street.

This is a town no less than Dedu. Although it is still daytime, the world is filled with gloom and darkness, and behind the dimness, there is a raging fire.

Looking up, they saw furious heavenly fire descending from the sky, striking the earth.

Judging from these traces of the wrath of heaven and earth, many heavenly fires will strike the town.

He turned his head and looked back; the source of the heavenly fire was a furious volcano that was erupting.

This should have been a natural disaster, but one could see demonic phantoms of all sizes wandering in the smoke and clouds filled with heavenly fire.

Fortunately, their arrival seemed to trigger some kind of plot, and the raging fire gradually subsided.

Eighty percent of the city's population survived.

The survivors had no time to think; they hurriedly fled out of the city or searched for their lost families.

The relief of surviving the ordeal on everyone's faces did not last long before turning into an even more extreme panic.

Because the demons within the volcanic ash have not dissipated, but rather, right before people's eyes, are doing things that are providing power for the next eruption of the volcano.

There's even a thoughtful countdown – several rivers of lava that are gradually going out and losing their luster.

"Sodom is said to be a human city in a world before the creation of the Black and White Gods. It was punished by the gods, and heavenly fire burned it down."

Barnaby explained that the dwarves in the city were illusory lights, and looked very much like the projections Aaron had seen.

Only their family and Xiao Ma are physical entities.

This also means that the smell of sulfur and the heat in the air can have a real impact on their family.

The elderly father, who has always been particular about his living environment, has already torn off a piece of Anglong's sleeve and is wearing it as a mask.

"Alright, alright, hurry up and tell us what we need to do next to get out of here?"

Anda complained.

Barnaby looked thoughtful, then explained:

"Legend has it that Sodom was destroyed, and you need to do something or make a sacrifice to save the city in order to leave. But we don't know exactly how to do it; you'll have to find out for yourselves."

Chapter 392 Of course, it's about letting my dad die!

"Good luck to you, we'll be waiting here."

Barnaby managed a forced smile; they were quite happy to enjoy this real-life experience of witnessing other races suffering annihilation.

According to other intelligent beings, this is called apocalyptic aesthetics, which is particularly favored by elven and human artists.

It is said that creators can write timeless masterpieces when they are extremely poor.

The fragmented beauty that erupts at the moment a civilization is destroyed is also the most extreme.

Marum took the lead, holding the fifth son's hand with one hand and pulling the donkey cart with the other, heading towards the so-called refuge camp in the crowd.

He has always been the most reliable person in the family.

The little horse that had been dragged into this situation followed closely beside Lao Wu, which made Lao Wu somewhat disgusted, thinking that there was now another creature in the house that was competing with it for hay.

Originally, one Anda was enough, and from time to time other immortals would come and stay in the hut for a while.

If there were another horse in the house, especially a male one, my living space would be squeezed, which is unacceptable!

Therefore, Lao Wu couldn't give Xiao Ma a friendly look and deliberately kept a distance from him.

Angron sat in Anda's lap, watching this scene with curiosity:

"Dad, it seems like the fifth son doesn't really like the pony."

Anda chuckled evilly, “That’s normal. When there are many brothers in a family, even if you treat them all equally, brothers can still fight each other. Let alone these two beasts.”

The fifth brother doesn't understand animals, but the little horse does.

Before confirming whether the false emperor has recognized you, it's best not to reveal anything proactively. Being scolded or ridiculed is just a necessary price to pay for the ultimate goal.

Aaron was far more reliable than his father and Anglon. He jumped out of the car, walked alongside Marum, and asked seriously:

"You said you would take us to a shelter, but it seems there's nowhere safe in this city. Even the basement, given the structure of these buildings and the composition of the fire, is powerless to stop it."

Aaron looked at the nearest place where the heavenly fire had fallen. It wasn't solidified rock, but rather active liquid flames that would burn and erode any material structure.

Staying on the ground gives you a chance to avoid being hit, while being hit by a falling object gives you a chance to escape.

If you stay in the basement and fall nearby, the flowing flames will fill the entire basement, leaving you with no way to escape.

Sigh, the thought of the people in this city facing such a desperate situation filled Aaron with not only sorrow but also a sense of—

Hell of a joke.

Because he had just inevitably imagined in his mind whether the human-shaped charcoal left after the human body was melted and cast by a live fire could be considered a work of art by nature.

Marum used one eye to look at the road, while the other quickly scanned his surroundings, observing the direction of the crowd.

Many people even became greedy for the donkey cart and tried to rush up and snatch it.

Of course, most of them were heading straight for the pony and the cart. Nobody was interested in the skinny donkey, Lao Wu, since it probably couldn't even run as fast as them.

At this point, the old father on the donkey cart finally came in handy. He led Anglong to beat and scold those who reached out to snatch things, and even grabbed Anglong's ankles, using them as human weapons to wield around, which finally drove away these fugitives.

Little Horse wasn't so lucky. Several times it was almost snatched away by people riding on it, but it managed to shake them off and squeeze between Marum and Old Five, thus avoiding a tragedy.

Fortunately, this is not the India of the future. The locals steal horses to ride, so they can escape faster, not for any other purpose.

Otherwise, even the skinny fifth brother won't escape the clutches of evil.

Marum led them all the way to the so-called refuge, a secluded corner of a fountain square now filled with scalding water, before answering Aaron's question with a serious expression:

“I suspect that people will not be able to escape the city before the disaster is over. I noticed the flow of people; they could only wander aimlessly between several shelters. Everyone was looking for the way out of the city, and even though the road signs were correct, they still couldn’t reach the road out of the city.”

"It's like a game. The beings who control the fire are there to watch the crowds move around in it, to keep them in a state of panic, to keep them lucky to survive after each fire, and to keep them exhausted from constantly running around."

Aaron continued, following Marum's lead:

"People didn't even realize that they would never actually find their way out of the city. They just thought that as long as they kept fleeing, resting briefly at refuge camps when they were tired, and continuing on their way, they would definitely find their way out of the city."

"This is simply a trick of the devils, from Egypt to Athens, and here; only the devils are keen on this."

Little Horse shrank even further. Although he was a dwarf horse at this point, he was still taller than Old Five, and he needed to hide himself better.

Is this brother named Aaron?

I've never heard of this name before, and I don't remember if the second or eleventh child had one.

From what they said, they had encountered many demonic events during their continuous travels.

That's strange. Why has Jianqi never told him any of this, or at least told him the details of what happened before, so that he could understand the two brothers' personalities and make it easier for him to set up a trap at this time?

Damn it! Once I break free from my obsession and unify my thoughts, I will prove to Tzeentch that even without the power of the evil god, he can still achieve his goal!