Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

After all, human civilization has not taken a single step forward for over ten thousand years since its last major setback.

Yu'an waited patiently, maintaining a standard standing posture, the ancient and profound cross symbol mounted on the top of his power backpack behind him.

His purpose in arriving in Terra was to preserve an ancient relic passed down through the Legion—the sacred banner of Terra.

The Black Templars are the only chapter that has the Holy Terra as its symbol on its banner, at least ostensibly.

Although it represents the honor of the Black Sanctuary, it also depicts the State Church and the Imperial Eagles bound together in chains.

The state church's requirement to regularly worship the sacred objects greatly displeased the Black Church, which at one point even considered the state church to be one of the Emperor's enemies that they needed to deal with!

Unfortunately, the state religion had more sacred objects than theirs, and they couldn't win the debate. As the winner of the last internal assessment of the battle group, Yu'an had no choice but to take on this business trip.

Other warbands returned to Terra as if it were home, asking the Regent for money and supplies.

The Black Sanctuary is like a daughter-in-law returning to her parents' home, where she has to endure a lot of mistreatment.

Fortunately, Henry's search for records from the War of the Beasts did not take long.

These major events are relatively clear, and since the Primarch involved is Vorkan, not Ryan, there's no need to worry about a Dark Angel appearing at your bedside tonight or whether you've discovered some secret.

Henry pushed out several thick books, each more than half a person's height. One of them was a record of the orc leaders with names and surnames.

One volume is a record of Vokhan's deeds in this battle, kept by the imperial official recorder.

The last two volumes, the thickest of them, are catalogues containing some unimportant, rough records of other aspects of the empire at the time.

Yes, the two final books are actually the table of contents.

"Sir, you should be able to find what you need in the first two books. But if not, you'll have to look through the table of contents in the last two books."

"His Majesty Guilliman once perused these books; he was the only one who read the entire table of contents."

Henry's kind reminder was not meant to be sarcastic; he was simply stating the facts.

Euan nodded slightly, indicating that Henry could step back; he could carry the four books by himself.

"I'll be back in two days. If there's any transfer certificate to fill out, write my name."

Henry hurriedly followed behind, respectfully seeing them off.

He had barely seen off the evil spirit when he saw several cherubim flying around, followed by a procession of the state religion, heading straight for him.

"Henry, find the records from the War of the Beasts, quick!"

"Bishop Wozki will arrive in person shortly!"

A local pastor he knew quickly called out to them, as a kind of advance warning.

This bishop had been involved in the recent selection of battle nuns by order of the emperor.

Compared to a colleague who was exiled to Antarctica, he was still able to stay near the main city of Terra. Even if his status wasn't particularly high, he was at least well-connected and influential, and someone you couldn't afford to offend.

The pastor from the same neighborhood quickly broke away from the group and arrived ahead of time. Just as he was about to offer another reminder, Henry hurriedly grabbed his sleeve and asked anxiously:

“What specific records does Bishop Wozki need? Lord Astartes of the Black Temple has already borrowed some.”

They were caught between a rock and a hard place, and while most of the records of the war between wild beasts were still available, the two most important catalogs had also been borrowed.

It seems that His Excellency the Bishop did not come for the Primarch's deeds.

They don't know how long it will take them to find the part the bishop needs.

"My friend, the priest," Gurion Hayes nudged Henry in the back to straighten him up, and chuckled, "It's alright, Your Excellency only needs a part of the Primarch."

“I remember there were only two books, so they were easy to find.”

Henry looked mournful, as if he was about to squeeze out some tears:

"That's really unfortunate. Lord Astartes borrowed those two books."

“I suspect there’s some tension between the State Church and the Black Temple—I can’t very well be asked to confront an Astartes, can I, a mere archaeology librarian, in the future.”

"I don't even know where that person is."

Just seconds after he finished complaining, the state church's procession arrived. Bishop Wozki jumped down from the carriage and quickly said:

"Quickly, quickly, find any records of Primarch Vorkan's possible meetings with His Majesty the God-Emperor during the War of the Beasts!"

"Huh? What are you all standing there for? Didn't you understand what I said?!"

Bishop Wozki shouted angrily, so much so that his bishop hat tilted to one side, and someone quickly reached out to straighten it for him.

In Holy Terra, the best hat to wear is a hat, not some random hat that someone else puts on you.

He was classified as a bishop, and even at a level where he could substitute for the state church in high synods when necessary. There were also those who could label him.

The reason for my personal visit is a terrible secret: the Golden Throne Diaper Project.

A few days ago, the Guards held an internal discussion before deciding to send this horrifying incident that occurred on the Golden Throne to the State Church for review.

That is, the God Emperor has an upset stomach.

According to the Imperial Guard's records, His Majesty ate a piece of bread that was expired for who knows how many millennia before setting out on the Vengeance Soul.

After the rebellion was quelled, the common thread in the official records of His Majesty's audiences was that the Emperor was described as being in a state of suffering.

It was not the pain of a shattered soul, but a pain that was more indescribable and came from the depths of the body.

When Wozniak made these connections, he couldn't help but realize the following scenario:

The God-Emperor endured diarrhea for over ten thousand years on his throne, yet dared not release it.

The National Education Commission must immediately investigate past meeting records to verify the facts!

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Henry, looking dejected, hurriedly said:

"My lord, the corresponding record has been borrowed by Lord Euan of the Black Sanctuary and will be returned in two days."

For now, I can only tell the truth and hope that I will not be punished by the state religion for the crime of impiety.

Fortunately, when the bishop heard the name Euan, he only glared at him slightly, slapped his thigh, and ran ahead alone, leaving them, these insignificant people behind.

A large group of people followed behind, chasing after them.

Only the local pastor remained.

"Brother, what's all this rush? It scared me to death. First the scribes of the Inquisition, then Astartes, and finally a bishop himself came."

Henry looked like he had just escaped a disaster, wiping the sweat from his face.

The pastor friend also looked puzzled and tentatively guessed:

"I wouldn't dare to make that up, but I've heard that the Imperial Guard needs us to develop a sacred object to ward off defilement."

"But in the blink of an eye, in such a sacred place as Holy Terra, what defilement could there be to resist! It's related to the Royal Guard, that is, the Royal Palace—waaaah!"

Henry quickly covered his pastor friend's mouth with his hand, his face showing even greater shock than before.

"Gurion Hayes! Are you out of your mind? What are you saying?!"

Henry hurriedly shouted out his pastor friend's full name:

"Don't think that just because you're a legitimate Terran nobleman and your ancestors led horses for His Majesty, you can make up nonsense!"

In fact, Gurian's ancestors had never led a horse for His Majesty. In fact, he had even expressed strong condemnation of His Majesty in front of His Majesty's son, believing that His Majesty was the worst father in the world.

In fact, the Hayes family became nobles more than 10,000 years ago because His Majesty felt saddened after hearing about the Hayes surname.

They even planned to make them wandering merchants, but in the end they canceled the contract and left them in Terra to hold minor official positions, which was a smooth way to pass on the project.

However, these matters remain the Hayes family's ultimate secret, and to this day, no one knows why His Majesty felt something about this surname.

They thought they had done something wrong that prevented them from becoming traveling merchants and instead confined them to being minor nobles on Terra.

The two exchanged a glance, both showing signs of fear. Gulian slapped himself twice and quickly said:

"I need to follow the bishop closely to see what's going on; it's my duty. Once the bigwigs have finished their plans, we'll find a place to have a drink."

He lifted the hem of his coat and quickly caught up with the group in front of him.

But perhaps due to genetic inheritance, he couldn't help but wonder what kind of sacred protective mechanism needed to be used inside the palace.

Who are we protecting?

What could that filth be? Judging from the current situation, this filth could only have come from inside the palace.

Your Majesty, please be sure that no impurities are born within your body!

599 BC, on the southern coast of Greenland.

Marum stood on the shore, carefully calculating the time against the sun. Beside him was a coffin made from one of the few remaining local trees, inside which lay the mangled remains of the family head, who had been fished out of the water.

Ten days ago, the head of the family encountered the most powerful predatory fish in the ocean, probably a prehistoric megalodon that appeared at this time due to the previous time-space change.

Moreover, the encounter occurred while the victim was being crushed into minced meat and bones in the seawater, surrounded by numerous schools of fish.

The result was predictable.

However, at this time, there wouldn't be any deep-sea probes, and no locals would see a physically rotten human skin wrapped with deformed organs in the sea, or small fish swimming by.

I doubt I'll be mistaken for a mermaid.

As for the Megalodon, nobody cared what impact it would have on the locals, because this creature, which would later be featured in a monster movie, had already been gutted by Marum.

The old man's body, which was placed in the coffin, was dug out from there.

Not far away was the carcass of a megalodon, which was about 20 meters long and exceeded the length of many whales.

The dark skin on its back was also deeper than that of the later great white shark, and some serrated patterns grew on the part of the skin that was adjacent to the white skin on its belly.

Its head is wider than that of a regular shark, and its massive muscles give it powerful hunting abilities.

Even two thousand years later, its size was still much larger than most civilian ships in coastal waters.

The carcass of this terrifying behemoth was torn apart from the breastbone by the chainsaw sword, leaving a huge gash.

Much of the blood and organs had already been lost in the seawater, and the entire carcass of the giant beast was dragged ashore by Marum himself.

Even with the strength of the Space Marines, it took them a lot of effort.

Xiao An was quite unhappy about this and threw a tantrum.

It wasn't because he forced his father to dive and catch fish just so he could have a bite of meat.