Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

Anglong, acting like a straight man, asked curiously, "Dad, you're so amazing! How do you know all this so clearly?"

"How could I not know what my woman is like? Our wisdom is the pinnacle of all mankind, the most in sync with each other."

The old man was flaunting his love again, and Aaron only felt comfortable when he started going crazy over this.

I just hope things don't turn out like this with Katherine.

Otherwise, Xiao Pei would laugh herself to death.

"Then we need to find time to intervene before the end of the match to avoid any terrible accidents. I have a feeling that once the match is over, an irreversible disaster will befall us."

Athena made a judgment; she always felt that the final victor would also be the biggest loser.

Anda patted his chest and assured him:

"This isn't a big problem. Once I get past the time difference, I'll find the right location."

But the next second his words turned lewd:

"But don't you really want to consider finding a partner? The winner of this duel will be one of the best among us brothers and sisters, so it's definitely worth it."

Athena simply gave Aaron a wink, signaling him to get up, carry Angron away, and then flipped the table.

What followed was just unrestricted physical combat, nothing interesting. After all, two fists can't beat three hands. Although Koz repeatedly said that he didn't do it on purpose, it was because his nerves were connected and he was controlled by the will of his aunt Athena, so he had to attack his father.

However, he doesn't have a mouth now, and there's no Angron to explain, so the old man just thinks Koz is a rebellious son.

They clamored that when Kurtz was actually born, they would throw him into a garbage dump and make him eat dead rats every day!

Anyway, I don't know if Anda did it or not, but if Koz suffered such a fate, I imagine that old man would be in bed in the middle of the night when his sons would carry the bed and throw him off the palace.

After a cordial discussion between the two immortals and the Primarch, everything returned to calm.

They arrived at a location where time was distorted, and there was a clear break between the sea and the sky. Some fish had only half of their bodies still healthy, while the other half was a gruesome sight, torn apart by their predators.

Several demon corpses floated on the sea, their deaths gruesome, but most had already returned to the warp. The remaining few, forcibly preserved by the gibberish, were not exactly presentable either, even more grotesque than naturally decaying corpses.

Angron was quite disappointed. It turned out that demons really were inedible; just looking at them made him reluctant to eat them.

He thought that the big white-cut chicken was just an isolated case, but he never expected that all the demons looked like this.

Fortunately, the World Eaters haven't encountered any demons yet; they only see the alien creatures as enemies.

Next time we meet, we need to make it clear in advance that if we encounter demonic enemies, we don't need to worry too much and there's no need to include them in their diet.

The old man had already changed into an industrial diving suit and was holding up his belt, asking Aaron to help him tie the rope, lock the connection between the helmet and the suit, and finally insert the air tube.

After confirming that the internal and external air pressures met the standards in the Imperial Military Affairs Department's operating guidelines, he kicked the old man into the replacement pool.

Although the old man could use his psychic powers to balance the pressure of the seawater, he had some psychological trauma after his body exploded last time.

Let's just wear the underwater work suits as usual. That way, even if it explodes, at least the bodies will be gathered together, making it easier to collect them.

Anda sank into the water and then floated back up, rubbing his back and complaining:

“From now on, when I do dangerous work, my father will stay upstairs to watch over me, while I go down to do it, because I’m worried that my son might abandon me.”

Aaron squatted on the edge of the platform, expressionless: "I'm already being kind by not secretly removing the gas meter valve for you. Get back to work."

Anda muttered his dissatisfaction, but he was helpless and could only sink into the water and swim toward the barrier that had been torn apart by time.

Ah, if only my good brother Poseidon were here. He and Athena are at odds, their feud spanning hundreds of years.

With him drawing the fire, the two brothers working together will surely make Athena sincerely repent!

Instead of the current situation, where the younger son only cares about food and his hands are practically attached to his aunt, and the older son is completely impossible to fool.

His authority as the head of the household was probably lost a long time ago.

With a sense of helplessness, Anda reached the barrier and stretched out his hand.

If only this thing could speed things up by 40,000 years, then let that skeleton handle all the mess.

Chapter 449 Anda Divides the Sea (3K)

Unfortunately, these fantasies are difficult to realize.

Both Anda Weir and the Emperor of Man possess a strange optimism, no, even paranoia.

It's like a beggar carrying a broken bowl, believing he'll become a billionaire tomorrow, thinking that this detestable galaxy will eventually show him kindness.

However, in reality, the Milky Way rides on Anda and ravages him at will, and even His future self wants a share of the spoils.

As that hand passed through the point where time had cleaved, a sharp pain erupted, as if your arm had been cut open and then reattached during surgery, with no regard for the connection between nerves and bones, just shoving it together.

If a person gets a stitch, there is a risk of not surviving, not to mention that blood vessels, nerves, and even the bones that serve as a support structure may not be able to reconnect.

In the past, people who suffered this kind of pain died not long afterward, and everyone just waited for their resurrection.

It's truly torturous to have to control your body and do things while enduring this pain.

Anda had cursed that blue bird countless times in his mind. Why did it have to go through all this malice for no reason?

Now look what's happened! When I finally pass through the barrier, the pain from the misalignment of my brain nerves will be excruciating.

It's probably no different from sitting on a golden throne.

He's really afraid of pain.

"Hey, I've come to see your son!"

Anda called upon the Lord of Darkness, and a dormant, malevolent consciousness drifted over:

"Didn't you say that you and I are sworn enemies?"

Anda said with a forced smile, "How could that be? We've both been locked in the same sun, completely naked in each other's presence. We've already acknowledged our son, so what difference does it make whether I acknowledge him or not?"

Black King sneered, "Useless trash. I think you just tricked me into coming here so that I can suffer these hardships for you."

Anda's tone grew increasingly embarrassed: "What are you saying? You've suffered for over ten thousand years, you're probably numb by now. I'm different, I'm still a sunny and cheerful young man, I can't handle this kind of thing."

"At most, I'll give you some more time so you can hear Aaron call him father."

Anda was deep in thought, and his son would mostly use the word "old thing" when he came out of his mouth. Black King would just have to hear that silly little An calling him "Dad".

Black King didn't say much, and whether he sensed Anda's thoughts or not, he chose to make the exchange.

After the exchange, Anda wanted to slap his thigh in relief, but found that he couldn't move at all. Oh no, he hadn't thought things through.

Although I escaped the pain caused by the neurophysical disorder of my brain, I still have to suffer the torment of the Golden Throne!

What a huge loss! It must have been Tzeentch that clouded his judgment and prevented him from realizing this.

However, Black King was still keeping his promise, at least more so than Anda, ignoring the physical pain and traversing the time rift.

Because of the impact of the seawater flow, part of the rigid structure of the underwater work suit fused with the flesh and blood body, appearing from a distance in conjunction with the flashing lights.

It looks like a zombie or water ghost wearing a diving bell, a sight rarely seen in horror movies.

It's probably because low-budget horror films already cost a fortune to build sets on land, so very few zombie films focus primarily on the ocean.

The Black King remained unfazed, tearing open the structure embedded in his flesh and blood, and reached out to determine the direction of Macedonia.

"Now, let's turn back time—"

"You old codger, we don't need you when it's time to show off and act cool. Give your body back."

Anda even took away Aaron's chance to call him "Old Black King." He has always been so unreliable; once he achieves his goal, all the promises he made vanish.

But in other words, he's willing to give anything as long as his goal hasn't been achieved.

What puzzled Adachi was how smoothly he regained control of his body today, without encountering any obstacles.

It's as if I'm just a naughty kid who deliberately lies and causes trouble, presented to my kind parents, but instead of being scolded, I only receive a soothing look in their eyes when they look at a little brat.

How terrifying! This feeling is so terrible; I feel like I'm being looked down upon!

But Adachi wouldn't feel any shame; how could he possibly be at odds with himself?

But Anda didn't realize that if he was the most cunning human in the world, then the Black King also possessed that same identity.

The moment he returned to reality, what came through his seemingly intact body was a terrifying pain of shattered tendons and broken nerves.

Even gathering psionic energy to protect oneself is not enough.

The Black King didn't care at all about the physical disturbances caused by the time travel isolation process; rather, He deliberately made the disturbances even more drastic.

At this moment, the flesh and bones hidden beneath the seemingly intact human skin are in disarray, yet they maintain the stability of life, and thus must endure the pain of all this misalignment.

This is the punishment that the Black King anticipated from Anda's breach of promise.

Am I not smarter than myself?

Thus, those waiting inside the ray seemed to hear a terrifying scream that spread from the depths of their spines, giving them a chilling feeling as if they were in the deepest part of hell.

What kind of torture must have inflicted for someone to make such a sound?

After waiting for three hours, the family finally heard those words:

Let's turn back time!

In an instant, lightning blazed brightly. Anda didn't know whether electrolyzing water would produce oxygen. He simply parted the sea out of thin air, clearing out a huge blue-white light curtain that separated the seabed from both sides, revealing a depth of several thousand meters.

Being surrounded by ocean light curtains on both sides can even create a dreamlike dizzying feeling. Looking up at the sky, you find that the ocean on both sides is more like another kind of sky.

Walking through it, you do indeed feel an urge to involuntarily fall to the ground if you take a step forward.

There weren't as many species of organisms around as I had imagined, so there wouldn't be any fish rain.

However, there are still many marine creatures hopping around on the seabed, so if you walk through it, you won't have to worry about food.

The Ray was forced to begin its descent until it was supported by golden psionic energy.

The psionic energy gradually dissipated, revealing a giant robot carrying a ray.

He is the Lightbringer who hasn't appeared in a long time since leaving the Valley of Death where Uncle Hades was.

Anglong peered out the porthole, drooling, his face filled with sorrow.

"What a pity, they're all fish I've never seen before. Even if they're ugly, they're not as ugly as a demon. At least let me taste what they're like!"

A reprimanding voice rang out, complete with a megaphone:

"Useless! All you think about is eating. You don't even react to the immense power your father has shown you!"

Anglong glanced in his father's direction and was so frightened that he jumped up from the ground and hid behind his brother's legs, screaming in terror: