Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

"Why are you still so temperamental? Your son is watching. In his heart, you've always been a good mother. You can't ruin your reputation."

Erda raised her foot, conjuring a slender psionic spike at her ankle, and pierced it towards Anda's instep:

"Now that his son is grown up, he should know what kind of person his mother is, and he should understand that his father is not even human!"

The spike pierced Anda's instep. He tried to break free but was firmly pinned down. A sharp pain spread, startling Anda so much that he gasped and couldn't even cry out in pain.

Only when the hatch opened and Athena appeared, carrying Angron who was wearing a little dress, did Erda release the foul-mouthed man.

Anda hurriedly rolled to the side, clutching his foot, and said:

"Alright, you two women, hurry up and explain things clearly, then we'll see how to deal with the evil god below. It's easy to invite a god but hard to send him away. Don't send any of our brothers or sisters to the future."

Athena put Angron, who was wearing a skirt, on the ground and told him to go find Aaron.

Although Xiao An found the clothes strange, she didn't feel any resistance. According to someone's gender theory in later generations, Anglong was not yet old enough to have a particularly clear understanding of gender.

For example, when they were very young, boys and girls would play together, but as they got a little older, they would form their own small groups, and anyone who talked to a girl would be ridiculed.

If someone who studies imperial history were to see this, they would only think that no original person would ever be subject to these restrictive psychological theories.

Primarchs have a hard time even having a normal upbringing, and now Little An is eating way too well.

In the future, even ordinary citizens of the empire will not need to care about these so-called psychology theories.

Because their purpose in life is to dedicate everything to the empire, they no longer have the energy to care about these emotions.

Xiao An only saw her brother pick her up, and while he was suppressing a laugh, she asked angrily:

"Brother, am I ugly right now? Why are you always smiling?"

Aaron quickly said seriously, "I'm laughing at how Father is clutching his foot right now, it has nothing to do with you."

Anda sneezed, thinking to himself that they dared to laugh at him right in front of him, and that his sneeze was so short-lived.

What will happen when trillions of humans are thinking about you?

Chapter 452 The Real and Fake Athena (3K)

"Your eyes are probably blind. First you found a man like this, and now you can't even recognize the real me."

Athena stood still, accurately determining the range of Erda's instantaneous psionic attack—a skill honed through years of experience by the goddess of wisdom.

That's also why we were able to get an advantage from this family.

The massive demonic flesh that once enveloped the entire ship shrank and became a carpet spread on the ground.

Anda, with his nostrils flared, stood up on one foot and hopped over, stepping onto the giant magic carpet, carrying little Anda, to Erda's side.

Now that his wife was by his side, he didn't have to worry about that crazy woman attacking him. He said angrily:

"It's one thing to swear, but why drag me into it?"

Erda thought her man was going to speak up for her, but instead he said these words. Enraged, she stomped on Anda's instep again and scolded him:

"go away."

Anda quickly pulled her leg out, hopping on one leg while holding Xiao An, skipping along with each step, and whispering to Xiao An in her arms:

"Women are scary, let's stay away from them."

Only after hiding near Aaron did they feel safe.

Derda said, "Where's Marum? Let him explain what happened."

This housekeeper is probably the only person we can truly trust in this household right now.

In Erda's view, besides mating with her and having sons, the only other thing Anda had ever done was create a dutiful cyborg like Marum.

It's strange, how could a person full of flaws create such an honest person?

Does that mean you're doing the opposite of what you're supposed to do about your own shortcomings?

Anda shouted to Aaron, "Marum is blocking the demons on the island, let me explain."

Erda ignored him and simply rubbed his forehead, saying, "Then the fifth brother must still be here, right?"

Xiao An hurriedly replied, "Mom, we brought Lao Wu with us. We were mainly worried that if Uncle Marum blocked the monster's entrance and a monster escaped, it would eat Lao Wu."

His keen intuition gradually sensed a sense of crisis, a terror he had never felt before when his mother and aunt met.

Even the slightest setback could lead to suffering.

My aunt was just putting on a dress for herself; I didn't even dare to imagine what my mother would do.

Erda nodded, then stomped his foot on the ground. Only then did the fifth brother slowly stroll out of the cabin, still biting his own reins.

She called the fifth brother over and listened carefully, but he couldn't speak human language; he just hummed and groaned a few times.

Erda then understood the whole story and immediately looked down at the ground:

"If it's an evil god causing trouble, and its target is me, why would it let me leave?"

Anda shrugged, holding Xiao An, and said, "Who knows what that thing is thinking? I can't even guess it, let alone you. Maybe he has changed his target and wants the winner among the immortals as the prize."

"But I'm so glad you're alright. I don't care about the others."

Erda asked in confusion, "Then why didn't you make it clear from the beginning?"

Adachi stared with his innocent eyes: "I told you, very clearly, to kill Athena! But you didn't do it, so there's nothing I can do."

As soon as he finished speaking, he lifted Xiao An, who was wearing a skirt, up and held her in front of him.

Lest I get slapped later.

Aaron pointed helplessly downwards and said, "I think we need to take this seriously. Although the victims below are all immortals, it's better not to suffer unnecessary pain."

Upon hearing this, Athena sneered, "Did you hear that? You two are so old, yet you're not as sensible as teenagers."

Anda puffed out his cheeks, his unusual expression mirroring that of Xiao An, and said firmly:

"That's my son too!"

"Alright, I'll go get to work now. In the end, I'll be the one doing all the dirty and tiring chores around the house. Humans will be even worse in the future, and I'll be the one doing all the dirty work of human civilization."

Anda, grumbling under his breath, put Xiao An down and was about to make a high jump when Athena stopped him:

“This abominable god has taken over my existence; it is up to me to deal with it.”

Koz waved his little wrist to greet his mother first. He hadn't seen his mother much in Macedonia; all she knew was that there was a flying mouse in the house who would sneak food in the middle of the night.

They did send over some fruits and vegetables, which Coz ate quite a bit of.

Erda reached out and touched her son, whose form was a hand, only to notice a change in Athena's expression. She teased her:

"My son is just attached to your neck, why are you reacting so strongly?"

Anda seized the opportunity to complain, "My dear, you don't know, this son is a rebellious child. His main nerves are controlled by his aunt, and he will slap me every now and then. In the end, I don't even know if this rebellious son is hitting me on purpose."

Athena took a few steps to the side, took a deep breath, and said seriously:

"Leave it to me. I will personally banish that evil god."

Anda didn't stop them, letting these ungrateful people go up and fight it out, so they would know how bitter their future would be.

However, this sentiment shouldn't be taken too far, and he doesn't think that saying "human beings suffer, but emperors suffer the most" is appropriate. He just feels that humans are unlucky, and as a part of humanity, everyone is just swimming in a cesspool.

Adachi was a little annoyed that Athena was about to steal the spotlight from the hero's arrival.

Aaron suddenly grabbed his aunt's sleeve and asked:

"Wait a minute. If we go down there and the two aunts look exactly alike, dress identically, and even the hands on their shoulders are replicated, how will we tell them apart?"

He thought things through much longer than his parents, those two idiots. His parents had the typical mindset of immortals, because they knew that at worst, they would just die and then be resurrected.

They even relish the possibility of a real and a fake Athena story unfolding, eager to witness two girls fighting, turning their heads to each other, exclaiming, "I'm the real one, she's the fake one—"

Their considerations are often inappropriate; it's better for me, a mere mortal, to take care of things in advance.

Just like the last time they communicated, if the father had simply added, "The Athena next to you is fake," many problems would have been solved long ago.

After all, Koz can't speak. Even if they figure out what gesture to use as a code, the evil god might still be able to crack it.

Anda leaned closer mysteriously and said, "Don't worry about that. Just have your aunt fight as hard as she can, and the one who loses in the end is the real one."

There's nothing wrong with that statement, because nobody believed Athena could defeat that blue-feathered bird.

Otherwise, the glory of the future human empire would have been rebuilt long ago, and all sorts of brilliant ideas, ingenious inventions, and even a certain level of AI would have been put to use.

Athena turned her face away, simply channeling her spiritual energy to separate the blue wisdom she shared with the evil god to the other side, while another gray, whose meaning was still unknown, spread across her hair.

So much so that even Coz's pale skin turned gray.

“Identifying this is enough. I suspect these powers do not belong to that evil god.”

Anda nodded and said, "Alright, now that you've finished talking, hurry up and go down there to get a beating, and then remember to beg me to come and save you."

He really thought that way, and he didn't bother with any pretense; he even started warming up in front of everyone.

Athena could only let this guy show off and mock her, sighed softly, and then jumped down.

The thunderous clouds on both sides were separated, and the thunder dragons roared to cheer them on.

Another powerful spell was attached to it for protection.

"My sister, you will surely return victorious. For you are the goddess of victory."

Erda muttered to herself, but still gave him a buff.

The goddess sent off the goddess in such a magnificent way, as if their sisterly bond was not superficial.

Looking up from the ground, it was as if a heavenly gate had been torn open across the entire sky.

This couple, one who created the heavens and the other who divided the seas, are truly a perfect match.

However, considering the height, there would be a time lag before the goddess falls.

At this moment, Ares on the ground was already using his psionic chains to spin his other two opponents into tops.

After his last battle with the demon, he deeply appreciated the use of psionic energy and, in order to protect his neck, which was a weak point, he developed the ability to extend and swing the psionic chains on his arms.

As long as no one gets close, there's no need to worry about weaknesses.

These chains are wielded with great force, and their thickness and diameter can be changed at will. If there were multiple blades on both sides of the chain tips, their lethality would be even greater.

Unfortunately, given Ares's limited intelligence, he doesn't know how long it will take him to come up with this idea.