Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

He raised his arm to wipe his mouth. This little brat is so careless; he didn't even wipe his mouth clean before.

Xiao Mo let out a long breath, and after thinking about it carefully, he realized that he didn't seem to have any taste in his mouth.

Did he really drink the soup just now?

He sat up and leaned against one of the walls, his eyes still fixed on the interior of the stone house.

Well, we'll be conquering Bel Fortress in the next few days anyway. After explaining, let Typhon return to the territories he conquered earlier, and let the two of them stay away from each other and calm down.

He planned to continue south to gather more forces until he had defeated all the warlords in the south.

He could then turn his attention to the most powerful warlord in the north, his father, Nikel.

We will win that battle.

Breaking free from childhood nightmares is your rite of passage into adulthood.

By evening, Mortarian had gathered his men, who were to depart the next day, to rest and prepare, passing by the stone house several times without entering.

When Helios and Aaron came out, he pretended to be indifferent and calmly asked:

"Carras Typhon, do you admit to concealing his crimes?"

This tone made Helios burst into laughter, wishing he could jump up and give Mordred a good whack on the head.

"Typhon has left. He's going to Bell Fortress first to use his own strength to weaken the life support of Bell's bio-soldiers. Then he'll return to his original frontline territory to hold off Nikel and buy you time. After you've secured your position, he'll leave you, bypass the south, and go to defeat the other warlords independently."

Helios's expression shifted to one of regret, and he revealed Typhon's choice.

Xiao Mo finally became a little anxious and hurriedly said:

"He's just an ordinary man—his strength is insufficient to fight against those warlords, which is dangerous."

Helios snapped his fingers, golden lightning crackling in his hand, and taunted:

"What's the big deal? He's a psychic too, and with his intelligence, he's just being cautious. While there might be some danger, it's not as bad as you're worried about. Little Mo, don't underestimate us mere mortals!"

Helios is probably the only god who says "we mortals" without Xiao Mo thinking he's being sarcastic.

After all, he was worse than an ordinary person.

Aaron finally spoke:

“Xiao Mo, what you’ve always thought about is to start from scratch and rally the local people to resist the warlords in every new place, instead of using the power of the territories you’ve already conquered, so that the people in every place can have the experience of changing their own destiny.”

"Then why can't we let Typhon choose to change his own destiny with his own strength? He's already on the path you expect of him, isn't he?"

The problems between the two people can only be fully resolved at their next meeting.

It's better to separate for now; they'll both have plenty of time to think about what the other's existence means to them.

Aaron walked past Mo and patted his hand. He needed to observe this younger brother more closely.

I feel like it's even more troublesome than Xiao Pei.

The matter will likely only be resolved when his adoptive father, Nikel, is defeated.

What puzzled Aaron was that he had been here for almost two days, and although the problem had been resolved, he still hadn't returned to his usual state of exhaustion.

Does he have to stay here until Mo completely conquers Barbarossa?

That won't do. He has already made it clear that he will not interfere with Xiao Mo's plans, but if he and Anglong continue to stay by Xiao Mo's side, it will inevitably be seen that they still don't trust Xiao Mo.

Aaron was eager to go home and see if the old man had come back to life, lest he starve to death after not eating for a few days.

And then there are all those messy illusions. I don't know which god is so wicked. If you're going to eliminate the unjust, why not be ruthless and send them to find liberation?

Playing with fire from the sky is like an eruption from a volcano, at least it has some buffer. It's better to just unleash a massive flood, efficient and powerful, once it's poured out, it can't be taken back.

Unless these sinners can evolve gills within a few days, they have no chance of survival.

Therefore, this massive display of fire from the sky seems more like amusement than a punishment for sinners.

If Aaron saw this, he would definitely say, "Father, go and slap them both."

However, since they were already there, they might as well make the best of it and stay with his brother for a few more days. At least after experiencing the changes in Typhon, Xiao Mo was not as indifferent to them as before.

It's like a public restroom finally opening its doors.

No, how could I have such a peculiar idea? This is the kind of analogy that old man in the family would come up with.

Aaron hurriedly patted his head, just as Mo feared becoming a warlord like Nikel.

He was also afraid of becoming like a father.

That night, Anglong was busy until almost dawn, hanging Uncle Good from the kitchen ceiling as a sterilizing lamp and making pancakes with local crops.

Because food made from local grains actually has a strange and unpalatable taste, while food made from Angron is just tasteless, not inedible.

In comparison, it seems like a delicious delicacy.

Xiao An's lung capacity is enough to blow several pots together, producing enough hot bread for these soldiers to eat for three days in one night, which would cover the entire campaign to conquer Bel Fortress.

If Typhon's operation goes smoothly, those who followed the Angus merchants into Bell Fortress and blew up the gates will not encounter powerful bio-engineered soldiers to obstruct them.

The next morning, the sky was just beginning to brighten. There were no special events today, but the clouds were surprisingly thinner, with many even showing through gaps pierced by the sunlight.

It's like reaching out to sweep away dirt from a light veil. Although it can't be completely cleaned in one go, seeing its original appearance gradually revealed makes one feel that light is about to penetrate into the world.

Thinking of this, smiles appeared on people's faces. Looking at Mortarion's tall figure in front of them and seeing the glittering Helios, they felt more at ease.

The sun is ahead.

"We don't need to go. Xiao Mo will handle this smoothly."

Aaron held little An in his arms and waved goodbye to Uncle Helios.

When Xiao An called out to his younger brother Xiao Mo with all his might, Xiao Mo only glanced back, remained silent, and even quickened his pace.

He was even more afraid that his brother would find food and drink from somewhere else and try to stuff it into his mouth.

Mortalian had not yet psychologically acknowledged his brothers, but his reason told him that, given the current situation, what Helios said was true.

He has many equally powerful brothers who grow up together in other worlds to fulfill their own missions.

So, is their god-king father truly cold-blooded and ruthless, or does he have absolute faith in his created sons, believing they can grow up alone in the dark world?

If he's too fragile and can't do it, will he be inferior to his brothers?

Mortarian clenched his fists; he needed to become stronger.

Two days later, they successfully arrived at the Angus merchants' camp, incorporated the men into their ranks, and, as payment, submerged Helios in the local water filter for a period of time.

Not long ago, the water filter's only function was to prevent the people on the garbage island from dying of thirst or being poisoned immediately.

However, the poison has already begun to accumulate, and these traveling merchants will die in their prime, leaving no offspring.

Therefore, many of the newcomers are people who were about to starve to death in their hometowns and were bought while traveling around the world, so it is normal to have unfamiliar faces.

Mortarion led his main army to lie in ambush in front of the main gate of Bel Fortress. After waiting for half a day, the explosion occurred as expected.

With the fortress's main gate destroyed, the fortified city was weakened and its army, led by the Primarch, swept through.

Typhon succeeded. He prematurely depleted the life-sustaining drugs of the bio-soldiers, enabling the mortal army to contend with the warlord's guards. They felt even more strongly that the road to liberation was fought for by their own efforts, and thus worked even harder.

Until warlord Bell, his body crackling with psionic lightning, wielding a two-handed greatsword, clad in armor, and impenetrable to muskets, descended from the top of his fortress.

“Nickel’s son, it’s been a long time. I was originally going to be your subject, but now I have to take your head back and present it to Nicol.”

Helios, hiding behind Mortarion, whispered, "Are all the villains here this confident? His army and fortress have been breached, and he's still confident he can defeat you?"

"However, Bell's psionic energy is indeed astonishing. If he were to hit you hard, it wouldn't feel good."

Mortarian remained silent, simply turning to scoop up Helios and tie him to his scythe:

"excuse me."

"I'll end the fight as quickly as possible, so you don't get dizzy."

The Primarch, wielding a scythe personally enchanted by the Sun God, charged forward.

Chapter 409 Magnus: Brother, I hate you! (3K)

In the Deathguard Legion's historical records, the battle to conquer Bael's Fortress was the first time the Primarchs used psionic powers in combat.

Those who later became warriors of Astartes witnessed the Primarch's hand gleaming with golden light, and within a few rounds, he severed Bell's head.

It must have been the power of the emperor.

However, the fourteenth prince never showed any intention of participating in political struggles or competing for the throne.

Whether it's the Iron Warriors wanting to establish a bio-factory in Barbarossa or the Ultramarines sending personnel for Legion cooperation, the Death Guard has always welcomed all comers.

Someday in the future, Mortarion will ride in a sun chariot with Chagatai Khan, tearing through the poisonous clouds that have long covered the planet and bringing true hope.

As for Helios, the sun god who appeared in history, he is generally considered to be the incarnation of an emperor.

(Helios: It's one thing for humans to call me Apollo on Earth, but how come I'm the incarnation of that little brother Neos in the Milky Way?)

During the battle to conquer Bel Fortress, Aaron stayed in the village and had two peaceful days.

During the day, Anglong went out to identify local ingredients, and some crops managed to withstand the harsh environment and grow.

After all, the old man always says "life will find its own way." Even if Barbarossa is a physical cesspool now, there will definitely be people and groups that can survive in it.

Life is sometimes so tenacious and worthy of admiration.

This is one of the reasons why he will choose to save humanity in the future; humanity deserves to be saved by him.

When Aaron heard these comments, he always felt that his father was too arrogant and hoped that he could do more decent work in the future. This was one of the few expectations that Aaron, as the son, had for his father.

I don't expect my father to become a dragon, but at least I should be a decent human being.

It wasn't until the morning of the third day, when Aaron guessed that the battle at Bell Fortress was over, that he finally felt sleepy enough to leave this world.

There are few mountains nearby, but there are many poisonous swamps in the dark forest. You can try to sink into them and suffocate.

Aaron excitedly bid farewell to Angron and the villagers, and found a poisonous pool where a group of rotting giant crocodiles lived.

He grabbed Angron and charged forward, his feet landing quickly on the crocodile's long snout. In no time, he found himself in the center of the swamp, standing right on the back of the largest crocodile.

What followed was a less cruel and bloody scene of feeding, because after the crocodiles rushed forward, they found that they had only bitten two bubbles, which was not as big a splash as when they directly slapped the water in the swamp.

There have even been cases of accidental damage to the species.

They probably hallucinate because they've been in the swamp for too long, like turtles.