Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

Because the Emperor had warned that when he retrieved Angron, Nukelia had been attacked, and everything that had happened there was now untraceable.

You should pay close attention to Anglon's mental state.

While others were still pondering the Emperor's words and making up their minds to welcome back the Father of Genetics, Kahn had already walked into the room without a second thought.

Not long after, the Warhound was renamed the World Eater, and Kahn made great contributions to his father, the father of genes.

The Primarch simply nodded slightly, showing the two people he had just concealed behind him:

“Aaron Will, Katherine’s fiancé, I should call him brother.”

When did that bald young man walk behind the Primarch? Even with Kahn Astartes' keen senses, he couldn't have noticed!

The young man smiled broadly and nodded in greeting.

The young man was holding a human child who looked to be about three or four years old in his arms. Was this His Majesty's grandson?

For the first time, Kahn's mind began to produce completely illogical thoughts.

If Katherine became His Majesty's daughter because she was Lord Peturabo's foster sister.

It makes perfect sense that Aaron and Katherine's child would be His Majesty's grandson.

No, how could I use my own brain to think about these problems!

"I like this guy. No matter how high his rank is, I'm going to promote him!"

The child in Aaron's arms suddenly spoke, trying to jump off Aaron and climb onto Kahn.

The child unleashed a terrifying jumping ability, and before Kahn even realized it, the last few words of the previous sentence were still ringing in his ears.

The child was already perched on his head.

Thank goodness I wasn't wearing a helmet—something's not right, I'm actually starting to care about these little details.

This is not conducive to a soldier strengthening his resolve.

“And—” The Primarch turned around, a smile on his face,

They were already inside the Eighth Company's camp, and there was no longer any need to hide their secret.

The Primarch uttered words that shocked the World Eaters around him:

"And Angron when I was a child. As you know, Nukelia was bombed, and His Majesty's power took away me when I was a child. There was a discrepancy in time, and sometimes we coexist."

The Primarch revealed his psychic power, and that crimson hue was undeniable.

Seeing this, Xiao An held his breath and fiddled with it for a while, but still couldn't display any spiritual power. He could only say with a long face:

"I can't trigger this move 100% of the time, but I used to be able to."

They fell onto Omega's table a few hours ago; thankfully it was an office desk, not a dining table, so they didn't fall into the pot.

Xiao An excitedly grabbed the pot in his hands and stuffed it into Omega's mouth.

The youngest is the most sensible one. He only took one bite and knew that these were meant to be disposed of by the Devourer. What's the point of him eating them all?

Of course, it's not that I dislike this stuff because it has no flavor.

If he eats a little more, he'll be able to eat the food his older brother makes.

So Omega inspected the recently stabilized front lines and then arrived with his two brothers.

We need to get Xiao An on good terms with the Devourers beforehand so that they can take over seamlessly later.

If anything goes wrong, or there's some inexplicable reason, just blame it all on their old man. Anyway, he doesn't say anything, and recently he's locked himself in Terra for three years, not seeing anyone.

Would any Astartes dare to go to Holy Terra and question the throne?

"Let each of you rest and sit down to talk."

The Primarch gave the order, then sat down cross-legged first, adding:

"The kitchen staff set up at your request is right here. You can process the food further or make other dishes."

He took Xiao An off Kahn's head, and seeing his limbs flailing around in the air, he found it cute and tossed it towards the direction of the cooking squad.

"Spartacus, take good care of me when I was a child."

It is unnecessary to know that Omega disguised himself as Angron for a period of time; all that is needed is to know that the Primarchs and Primarchs appeared together for a time.

Spartacus, who had been ordered by the Primarch to take care of the young Primarch, was now even more excited. Little An clearly recognized him and skillfully jumped into his arms:

"Hurry up and cook! We need to make lots of food!"

Baldr, also a member of the cook squad, looked at them with a meticulous expression, realizing that the Primarch and Sparta were clearly not meeting for the first time.

Damn Spartacus! As brothers in arms, they swore an oath before the Emperor's statue that they would not hide any secrets and would entrust their lives to each other!

Damn it, put the little primordial down right now, it's only safe in my arms!

Bald hurriedly caught up, and the other cooks from the World Eaters became even more active. Even without saying a word, their hearts were already captured the moment they saw Xiao An.

Each of them neatly and efficiently arranged their kitchen utensils and ingredients, awaiting instructions from the Primarch.

They don't need to be on the battlefield to be effective; their prowess in the kitchen suggests they may be acting on the Primarch's orders!

The clattering of pots and pans inside made people outside a little uneasy.

The way to serve His Majesty and win glory for my father should be on the battlefield.

But why is it that the hands that wield chainsaws and fire explosive guns have never so longed to wield spatulas and kitchen knives?

Do not overlook the influence of the father of genes on Astartes; it can even reconstruct a trait that seems to be innate while you are still alive.

Omega simply smiled at this; these were originally Angron's soldiers, and their future reputation depended entirely on Little Angron.

It's not necessarily impossible for a world-devourer to become a devourer.

"It will probably be a while before we can eat. After all, this is the first time Astartes has had a cooking squad, and they need some time to get used to it."

Omega controlled the minds of the Eighth Company soldiers. He was good at disguise and also possessed a part of Angron's power, which was enough to make him indistinguishable from the real thing without leaving any flaws.

He continued, "Kahn, we need to pay close attention to the progress of other legions in the nearby star sectors. Currently, led by the Iron Warriors, many legions have begun small-scale joint operations. This is the first time we've seen these trends since leaving Horus."

Kahn said seriously:

“Yes, the Firstborn have witnessed the growth of many Primarchs after their return, but unexpectedly, it was the Iron Lord who brought together several previously mature and independent Legions to cooperate again. They seem particularly tolerant of the rifts caused by the differences between the Legions. Father, is your mention of this because—”

Kahn looked in Aaron's direction and whispered:

"The Lord of Steel aspires to inherit the great legacy."

Chapter 433 Sigismund: You World Eaters are cooks, huh? (3K)

The Iron Lord's ambitions had long been known throughout the Empire.

Not to mention that one of the companions of the Marker, Makado, is a legendary psionicist who is also the fiancé of the Iron Lord's sister.

If the bond between His Majesty and the one who holds the seal remains strong, and they move in the same direction.

Clearly, for a powerful ruler with a strong military force abroad and a stable political base at home, the only way to advance further is to ascend to the throne.

At this moment, the legendary psionicist was also beside the Primarch, and was even carrying the young Primarch.

As the Primarch just said, the simultaneous appearance of a Primarch in two different time periods is the power of the Emperor.

Alas, the threads of this matter are now clear; His Majesty has chosen his successor.

Are the Devourers of Worlds about to take sides?

Omega laughed:

"There's no need to treat Fourth Brother's situation differently. However, if the various legions can work together to overcome their weaknesses and combine their strengths, it will be of great benefit to the enemies who are destroying the empire."

"I plan to select a company and divide it into two parts, one to be paired with the Iron Warriors and the other with the Holy Blood Angels."

Kahn asked, puzzled:

"Shouldn't the other team be the Ultra Warriors?"

He thought his father should strike a balance and avoid offending either side.

The only ones who can rival the Iron Warriors are the Ultramarines, after all, their Primarchs spent two years with His Majesty during the Great Crusade.

Even Aaron was somewhat surprised to hear these words. He hadn't expected that in just a few years, the relationship between the two competitors would already be perceptible to the outside world.

It's normal for Little Pete's ambition to be so obvious. How was Guilliman considered ambitious in this era?

Omega shook his head and said:

"No need, we'll proceed according to our own plan. Our cooperation with the Steel Warriors is to secure the logistics and orders for their factory to go into production sooner. The Cult of Machines, constrained by its own position, has no choice but to cooperate with the Steel Warriors if it wants to expand its sphere of influence. I reckon it won't be long before we get our hands on the weapons produced by the Steel Heart."

"As for the cooperation with the Holy Blood Angels, it's mainly because they've encountered some trouble there and need a team to tackle it."

Omega expressed his thoughts frankly, and Company Commander Kahn was a very suitable person to discuss the matter with.

Kahn's quick reaction just now shows that he's very smart and can see the direction of things from the details.

If Spartacus were here, he'd probably still be stuck in the mindset of "Aba, Dad, why are we fighting for others?"

I used to keep him around as a bodyguard because he was a fool.

Now that there's a better job available, assigning him to the mess hall is the most suitable option.

Kahn pressed on:

"Forgive my rudeness, Father, but you don't seem to mind discussing these things in front of him."

He pointed to Aaron, who looked like he belonged to the Fourth Master's faction.

Omega chuckled:

“In fact, I believe that Makado did not have much of a bias towards who the second emperor was, and Aaron was just as fair and trustworthy.”

"I'm more concerned about when the Eighth Company will be ready, and whether you have found a suitable commander for the other part."

Kahn immediately said seriously:

"The finishing touches here can now be handed over to the mortal army, and we can set off tonight."

Kahn chose to avoid the issue, given the turbulent political climate in Terra, which was poised to erupt at any moment.

Can he possibly be as smart as his father?

Since my father has already made his plans, I should focus on my job.