Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

Because when its true nature is fully revealed, it can even constitute a kind of change of living and dying, dying and living again.

It's like a loving father has prepared a blessing for you, a bowl of sweet soup, but you pull it away and throw it on the ground, crying out for help.

You quickly make another bowl, I'll definitely drink it next time, then you smash the bowl again, repeating this seven times.

Even the most patient and loving father would surely slap you across the face.

The Great Demon Yubari is used for this purpose.

In reality, this demon takes the form of a white-feathered pheasant, but from the edges of its elegant feathers extend emblems representing the cycle of the sun and moon. It is as if someone has carved the traces of the sun's movement during the midnight sun on the polar horizon.

Growing from these symbols representing the sunset are disgusting claws, some curled up, some unfurled, eventually resembling disgusting parasites, even evoking a sense of trypophobia.

At first glance, it didn't seem like anything special.

Upon closer inspection, however, one feels dizzy, as if one's mind is being pulled back to the most confused and chaotic time.

Such images can be found in many ancient cave paintings, and later archaeologists often have to rely on a degree of speculation to determine what they are and what they are trying to express.

Of course, many cave paintings were just random scribbles by immortals when they were bored, and they have no archaeological significance, just like asking you on an exam why the author wrote that the curtains are blue.

Because it is designed to target humans, the demon's form is in a state that humans can understand yet find bizarre. If it were to target greenskins or Tau, it would be a completely different story.

Angron observed the creature from afar, noticing its ugliness, and couldn't help but feel disappointed. He carefully stayed beside his brother and whispered:

"I thought it was a beautiful white rooster that would give us a good meal. I heard that the demon's form is also very strange. I was originally hoping that it would have many wings and many legs so that everyone could get some meat to eat."

Aaron stroked his younger brother's hair and sighed:

"I thought you thought this thing was ugly, but I didn't expect you just thought there wasn't enough to eat."

"But we're really lucky. We wanted to catch a big demon, and we actually got one. Now I'm more worried about Marum or Father, that they might accidentally kill it."

The two brothers looked relaxed and showed no signs of worry whatsoever.

After all, they're all staying far away. If something happens on the battlefield, it'll be that old man who gets into trouble first. What does that have to do with the two of them?

They actually hoped that some unavoidable but manageable accidents would occur during the battle, to teach that old spectator a lesson.

The battle erupted instantly. The white-haired demon covered in maggots twisted its body, flapping its wings, but its forward movement looked more like it was swimming in some viscous sewage.

It leaped over Marum's chainsaw sword in an odd posture, not forgetting to pop out a mouth from its rear end to taunt him:

“You pathetic modified bastards, I don’t know how many times I’ve toyed with you on the battlefield. Even those Astartes who have converted to the Great Chaos are no different from pigs in the eyes of us noble beings.”

Anda's ears perked up on the side:

"Did you hear that? Marum, this thing called you a pig! How can my carefully crafted warrior be called a pig! If you don't pluck all its hair out today, don't bother coming back!"

Marum did not respond to any emotional comments. He simply stomped on the ground and twisted his body, releasing his combat stance and propelling himself forward at full speed with the power pack on his back.

There was an inappropriate thought running through my mind: compared to me, you're more like the pig in the house.

He decided to inflict damage on the demon before rebuking it as he had done before; otherwise, if he didn't understand the situation and was manipulated by the demon, he would be at a disadvantage.

"You are blue like my Lord, yet you are so foolish, your speech is unclear, and you can't even speak a coherent word. What is your name again?"

Yubari continued to tease the little Astartes behind her with only the mouth on her buttocks, while the mouth in front of her, like a chicken's neck stretched out, was almost in front of Athena.

Logically speaking, as a demon of Tzeentch, it shouldn't have been so careless as to deliver itself into the enemy's face.

But there are no cursed beings here, so what is there to worry about?

The fear of being crushed in the palm of hatred by the Corpse King during the original time has also disappeared!

In Yubari's view, traveling to this past era for business is a wonderful thing.

If Tzeentch had any records of his business trips, he should have looked into the fates of his predecessors, and perhaps then he wouldn't have thought this way.

The bird opened its mouth at the top of its lungs:

“Beautiful lady, you should return to the great silver palace.”

The white-feathered chicken's beak suddenly ripped open, and a piece of tongue that shouldn't belong to a bird popped out, splitting into nine prongs and coiling into the shape of a chain.

Athena remained calm, her hair draped over her left shoulder as if trying to conceal something, since her hair wasn't very long.

The deity representing wisdom has a slightly upturned nose.

"It seems these talismans on the ground have no effect on you. Do I look like some princess about to be taken back to the spire?"

For some reason, when facing this demon, Athena felt a desire to seize some kind of power.

A bright blue light involuntarily emanated from its body, astonishing the demon.

"Ah, you are the one who can be my mother. Countless gods of wisdom from various races have perished in the annals of history, but you alone still shine brightly before me!"

It is important to know that almost all civilizations destroyed by Chaos ultimately have their gods of wisdom pointing to the great Sage Tzeentch.

No wonder the master was able to occupy this position; perhaps they were the same person from the beginning, just one of the master's clones.

Athena was annoyed. She had never seen a demon so eager to become her son before. So, remembering the tradition of the Neos family, she slapped him across the face.

Those blue forces obeyed the will of the gods, blasting the chains to smithereens and sending the bird's head spinning more than seven hundred degrees.

I think I can kill this thing on my own?

What kind of trash is this? It's so weak.

The god of human wisdom stood there, staring blankly at his palm. When he struck the demon, he had a feeling that if he used a little more force, he could completely destroy it.

But a similar, terrifying fear was growing in Athena's heart: if this same power had a more powerful owner, she too would be consumed by it.

Even if one is immortal, one will never be resurrected. The process of resurrection will be forever erased and terminated, a pain far more terrible than death.

But these fears did not dominate, because there was a hand silently comforting him from behind.

Why worry about so much? Keep fanning! Don't stop!

So Athena stopped her confusion and used both hands simultaneously to attack, beating the demon so badly that he couldn't even speak.

"No, it's not——"

"What are you doing—"

"I am a noble great demon! Ah! Stop hitting me, or I'll shatter!"

"mom!"

Hmph, so you're even calling for your mother to beg for mercy?

Athena felt with absolute clarity that she was using this method to wear down the existence of this demon, to truly kill it.

Even the mouth on its buttocks was stunned, and finally Marum seized the opportunity, slicing it in hard with his chainsaw sword.

The God-Emperor's angels never hesitate when attacking, regardless of the location of their attack!

Eat my chainsaw sword and stab my asshole!

After causing the killings, Marum felt an urge to break the good silence he had maintained in front of Aaron's family.

He really wanted to shout out in anger.

Just before the outburst of profanities erupted, his wretched master made a shushing gesture:

"Shh, just cut slowly from back to front, don't disturb the front. I've never seen Tzeentch's demon turn into a senile being before."

Chapter 446 The Immortals' Battle Royale (3K)

When Yubari's head was slapped off and fell to the ground, Anglon admitted that he was smitten.

According to my father's theory of "color, aroma, and taste," food also needs to be decorated. A majestic chicken head, bigger than my whole body, is placed in the center of the table, which looks very imposing.

The problem is that we have to cut off the limbs that look like parasites from these hairs, which is really not aesthetically pleasing.

Unless someone specifically likes this style.

Unfortunately for Xiao An, the chicken head began to dissipate after leaving the main body, turning into distorted subspace energy and returning to the sky.

During the process of "ascending to heaven," these distorted and bizarre thoughts were erased by Aunt Athena and transformed into pure spiritual energy, no longer possessing any pollution.

In other words, what Aunt Athena referred to as "killing" was not the complete eradication of the energy that constituted the demon, but rather the removal of its contamination.

In the distance, Anda lay on a recliner, legs crossed, and breathed a sigh of relief.

So that's what kind of annihilation it is. It seems to be a special attack against Tzeentch Demons. Compared to my ability to take down four at once and completely annihilate the demons' psionic energy, it's still far inferior.

My theoretical limit is to destroy all psionic energy in the warp, so that everyone dies together!

It's hard to understand why Adachi would take this so seriously, and then feel happy to find that Athena is inferior to him.

"Marum, don't use the chainsaw sword to cut from behind. There are still a lot of low- to mid-level demons coming. Go and kill those things."

"By the way, Athena, you crazy woman, don't kill it! We need it to eat us so we can get to the other side of time."

After giving his instructions, Anda closed his eyes and switched to Marum's first-person perspective, where the entire world became pixelated.

So satisfying!

As Yubari was torn apart, leaving only his belly and two legs, with all his feathers plucked, various low-level Tzeentch demons began to emerge from the aurora borealis in the sky.

It looks much smaller, and even if it's made into a chess piece, the difficulty of painting the details is greatly reduced.

They followed the Great Demon's guidance. As soon as they observed that the commotion in the real world was gradually subsiding, it meant that the Great Demon had gained the upper hand. They should then swarm in and try to experience the exhilaration of running rampant in this era of clear barriers.

Perhaps it can even survive indefinitely, becoming a jester in the history of monkeys on Earth.

But when their gaze pierced through the sky and reached reality, all they saw was a blue-armored giant gradually turning into gold, and everything around them became pixelated and blurry.

A golden olive wreath was forming in the sky, gradually shrinking and descending upon the giant's head.

Divine grace.

This time, they're really not even going to act anymore.

After all, it's Anda playing by himself, so it wouldn't be right if he didn't max out his stats. He just likes to play games for fun, and having Wind Spirit Moon Shadow activated is in line with his strength level.

Otherwise, if we have to play a difficult management game for over ten thousand years, when will we ever have a chance to enjoy it if we're not happy now?

The golden Astartes gained the ability to fly without activating its power pack, smashing and annihilating demons with mere impact, without even receiving the treatment of returning to warp energy like Yubari.

When the chainsaw sword and the bomb gun roared again, Marum even felt as if he had returned to the battlefield more than 40,000 years in the future.

"You vile creatures, how dare you set foot on the sacred land of Terra!"

"Accept my wrath, crush and shred!"