Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

“Auntie, Mom isn’t like that. She can be scary when she’s angry, but she doesn’t play pranks on people.”

Athena, as if venting her anger, pinched Xiao An's cheek and sighed:

“Sigh, Xiao An, you don’t understand. This is a matter between us adults. Back then, during that war of the gods, your mother’s appearance was not just terrifying, it was downright ferocious.”

Even Adachi himself couldn't refute this. Objectively speaking, Athena's suffering was probably caused by his wife.

She's organizing the banquet herself; she doubts anyone will come.

We'll need Ares and Hades, those two kind-hearted folks, to speak up, and then control Athena's body to cooperate. I reckon the brothers and sisters attending the meeting will have to suffer quite a bit.

That's it, it's something only my wife would do.

Seeing that the two adults' thoughts were getting further and further off track, Koz hurriedly flapped his little wings, gesturing for Angron to hold his hand.

Angron tentatively approached and finally grasped Koz's small hand. The two shared a deep connection, and the scene that Koz had just witnessed in his soul was described by Angron.

It was an ocean made up of countless silver labyrinthine buildings, which would change direction in an instant each time they rose to the surface, their depth unknown.

Only when Koz's physical body was located outside could he successfully pull Athena out.

Even so, a chain still binds Athena's soul. As soon as the Hand of Coz fails to function as a locator, Athena will be instantly pulled back into Hell.

Anglong struggled to articulate these descriptions using his limited vocabulary, prompting Anda to slap his thigh and exclaim:

"I know, it's that blue-feathered bird's fault again. My wife is such a virtuous person, even if she wants to fight, she'll do it fair and square, she wouldn't resort to underhanded tactics!"

"Erda is innocent!"

His voice was so loud that even Marum, who was guarding outside the door, was a little annoyed.

It's as if proving that Erda is a good person also proves that Anda Weir is a good person.

What kind of truth is this?

After Anda finished venting, he realized something was wrong and hurriedly said:

"That's not right. If you look at the time, the New Year was already five or six days ago. The birthday present I gave Aaron was a belated gift."

"If it weren't for the fact that future generations of humanity have already used a leap year to fix the bug, I would have loved to turn back time and go back to the day of the New Year."

Athena sneered, "In other words, the evil being that has taken over my identity has very likely already achieved its goal, and my brothers and sisters have been suffering for five or six days."

Anda immediately became serious, and even little Anda, who was holding Koz's little hand, frowned, wishing he could rush back to Macedonia to find out the truth right now.

The old man reached out his hand, then realized something was wrong. He ran to Aaron's room door and looked around again, touching his nose and forehead.

Hmm, I wasn't dreaming, so it's not a big problem.

He rushed back then and comforted her:

"Maybe he's alright. My eldest is sleeping so soundly, which means he's fine. If there were any danger, he would have woken up long ago."

Aaron had become almost like a divination machine to him, much like how people in later human families would use a rheumatist as a weather forecast.

"I'll use psychic communication to go and ask right now."

Anda clapped his hands together, reconnecting Erda's communication network:

"My dear, hurry up and kill Athena next to you!"

"Maximum voltage, kill her!"

He immediately roared out, words that greatly displeased the real Athena.

Soon, a sound came from the other side:

"What's gotten into you today? I really wanted to do that, but I've stopped for a long time. It's quite enjoyable to sit around the campfire with my brothers and sisters and reminisce about life."

Erda was sitting in front of a giant campfire, watching several immortal brothers work together to process the carcass of the Thunder Dragon, preparing a barbecue grill over twenty meters long to thoroughly cook the thing.

Ordinary flames cannot achieve that; you cannot expect the temperature of a fire made of wood to exceed that of an oil flame.

However, the group of immortals gathered before them were even more unreasonable than those who could use natural fuel. Together, they actually managed to create a barbecue grill large enough to hold an entire Thunder Dragon, along with flames of the right temperature.

It's just the laws of matter; just use psionic energy to create it, and that's it.

"Why are you contacting me so late? We should be singing around the campfire together, we don't have time for your trivial matters, let's talk business."

Erda said she was also hungry; she had never actually eaten dinosaur before.

More importantly, Olpeson actually found a living dinosaur!

This can be considered a final farewell to the dragon race. These extreme species have been barely surviving to this day, and living is a painful experience for them.

(Thunder Dragon: What right do you have to think that my life is painful, sob sob sob—)

Anda was so angry he scratched his head. Those first two sentences he said were the real deal!

"Hey, forget what you're doing right now, go kill Athena right now!"

He roared, while Erda on the other side looked puzzled, wondering what had gotten into her man tonight.

Chapter 438 Earth's Past, Tzeentch Reflects on the Ancient Saints (3K)

"Enough talk, let's start celebrating the New Year. We'll preserve the meat of this Thunder Dragon using psionic energy, and leave a piece for Aaron and Xiao An later."

Erda was ready to hang up the phone, even if it was just an act, because they were about to start enjoying the harmonious life of brothers and sisters reunited together.

When human civilization has developed further, they will be able to establish a community and put on some kind of horror show.

Let the young students who drive here enjoy some classic American horror scenes.

In the past, Anda would always tell her love stories of blonde girls and athletes in her arms. In the end, they could not escape their fate and were all killed by a murderer who had lived in a morbid environment since childhood.

Therefore, Erda had to curse Anda so that he would not tell any strange or bizarre stories before his son grew up, lest he lead his son astray.

This is probably the real reason why Anda didn't talk to Aaron much in the first ten years or so; the old man just didn't have any serious stories to tell.

Erda cut off the psionic communication. The sense of ease that came with being an immortal, coupled with the fact that her man was even less credible than the boy in the boy who cried wolf, made her feel that there was no danger here.

The most powerful beings among all mankind, those who could be called gods, are mostly gathered here.

Any demon or monster should avoid their sharp edge!

Who would dare to come here if they were so blind!

Just as he was thinking this, he saw Athena walking over leisurely, holding two wooden Rubik's Cubes in her hands. They were not distinguished by color, but by some kind of pattern.

Its design is an octagonal prism, with sacred symbols engraved on it.

"Erda, let's have a match before the banquet begins."

She tossed the Rubik's Cube to Erda, but to her surprise, Erda didn't seem alarmed at all. Instead, she cheerfully tossed the cube back and affectionately took her wrist.

"Our sisters have been fighting for a long time, but it's all in the past now. There's no need to compete with each other today as we celebrate."

She grabbed Athena and ran into the crowd, pointing at the immortals working, and said with a smile:

"Whichever one my sister takes a fancy to today, she can take him. Anyone who dares to disobey, I'll break his legs."

A chill ran down his spine. He was one of the four ancient, supreme deities who had long since transcended these worldly desires.

Even if these male immortals stripped naked and showed off their muscles to Him, He wouldn't react.

After all, no matter how big the muscles are, they can't compare to a well-developed brain; these aren't Tzeentch's type.

What He wanted was to capture Irda through simple puzzles, gradually drawing her into His own domain.

This would allow them to adjust the genetic expression of the Primarch before the Primarch is even created, so that when the Cursed create Primarchs in the future, they can create Magnus, who is more emotionally stable.

Or someone else who is even more devastated—

She had no interest in being close to Erda here.

That's the good thing about God; if something's wrong with a child, He can go back to before the child was born and make adjustments.

If an ordinary person is born into the wrong family, they usually have no chance to turn their fate around.

But things took a strange turn when another god kept interfering.

For example, Athena now has to pretend to be happy and reluctantly follow Erda around the campfire.

Couldn't these immortals come up with some better ways to celebrate?

For example, everyone could be given a test paper to complete, or everyone could be assigned to a specific area to play a real-life version of Civilization and see who gets the technological victory first.

It is truly despicable that you, who possess endless life, spend your years in such emptiness instead of seeking to develop your own wisdom.

But he'll be eating dinosaur meat soon, so he'll just have to make do for now; he's never actually eaten anything like it before.

In the battle of paradise between 100 million and 65 million years ago, they missed their chance to toy with the dinosaurs.

Now all I can do is lament that I tasted the flavor of dinosaurs before Slaanesh did, which is a kind of wish fulfilled.

As for those dinosaur-like creatures tamed by the Eldar in the countryside, they are actually just a form of convergent evolution in an environment deliberately created by the Eldar's petty-mindedness.

The Pastoral Spirit Clan is one of the earliest origins of the Spirit Clan. It is said to have intricate connections with the Ancient Saints, as they were created by them.

After the Creator perished, they recreated these reptilian creatures, which did not possess much intelligence, and used them as mounts and wild beasts.

On the surface, they are still described as partners who share life and death.

They're practically just short of being used as oxen for plowing the fields.

The malice behind these little schemes was naturally known to the Chaos Gods, and was one of the early acts that Tzeentch found laughable after he gained full consciousness.

It is said that the ancient sages were in the form of these higher reptiles.

At least they look alike.

Meanwhile, along the coast of Greenland.

The old man stared blankly at the phone after it was hung up, then slapped himself in the face.

"That woman's ruining things! Why are you having any good intentions at a time like this? Kill her!"

Athena, the main character, sneered: "When you were saying those words just now, you seemed so sincere. Is that what you're always thinking?"

The old man, with a resentful look in his eyes, muttered pitifully, "What are you saying? Someone was impersonating you, and I was indignant. Although there are many immortals there, so there's no need to worry about casualties, I still feel there might be some danger."

Marum, who had been guarding outside for a long time, finally entered the house and reminded them:

“Sir, time has changed. When I was observing the sun's orbit before, I was unable to determine for a long time whether a year had passed, and that was because of this factor.”

"Time in Macedonia and here is probably separated by a powerful force. We might even need to confirm whether Terra's rotation is distorted at a certain latitude?"