Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

Countless Chaos believers knelt and bowed their heads, while the human warriors could only struggle to hold on.

Their unwavering loyalty to the God-Emperor made them fearless, until perhaps a phantom voice flowed through their souls, its true meaning unknown, but at least it allowed them to endure longer as the winds of change blew through them.

"You're just a powerful insect. The difference in perception only has meaning because of the existence of different individuals. In my eyes, you are nothing but filth."

On the golden throne, the Dark Lord made this assessment.

At this moment, all beings within the warp had dimmed and retreated, with only humanity and Khorne standing firm.

Nurgle was too lazy to care what madness the bluebird was going through, and Slaanesh was enjoying the changing winds without interfering.

He even had a certain fondness for the color blue, after all, there was a blue fetish that he loved but could not have.

Finally, in Athena's eyes, the true nature of the tampered heavens was revealed before her—that indescribable, twisted existence.

Colorless, soundless, and without sensation, without any physical or spiritual reaction, it can evoke the feeling of glimpsing the true appearance of the villain.

That hand was immobile, but Athena was unaware that her body and soul were gradually moving towards the other side.

Just like in the real universe, the gravity of a massive object will capture a smaller object.

Just before she was about to become Tzeentch's prey, a loud shout rang out:

"you dare!"

Two red psionic chains slashed out, not directly binding Athena, but attacking Tzeentch head-on.

The owner of these chains was none other than Ares. He was a little slow to react, but once he could clearly distinguish friend from foe, he didn't have to stand by and watch, and instead took action.

As for whether he sensed just how strong Tzeentch really was.

I do not know.

On the throne of the Blood God, the giant, concealed by heavy armor, laughed wildly!

Of all those civilized gods, finally a true god of war has emerged.

A direct confrontation with the Chaos God was also one of the Blood God's wishes, just as Tzeentch confused the concept of the God of Wisdom and took over Athena's possession.

Khorne can also provide Ares with a huge boost, far exceeding the Blood Might He bestows upon others.

When Ares wielded his weapon against the gods, his power multiplied and surged!

This moment is the endless barrage of war gods!

Finally, there was the sound of Anda's agonizing scream as he hit the ground; he hadn't made it in time to save him.

Chapter 454 "Exile" of Tzeentch, Immortals Gather (3K)

"Is it merely a false god's body, or do you, you kobold, also want to join the fight?"

Tzeentch paid no attention to this surge in momentum, fearing that he had neglected his planning.

Even when Slaanesh and Nurgle want to influence this time, they have to go through their own hands.

Otherwise, how could those two brain-dead idiots cause trouble for the cursed or even the Messiah?

The fourth one is the only one with a brain; his teammates are just too incompetent to carry him.

What, you mean Vashtor?

After the evil steel died, it lost its value and could no longer even be called "it"; it was already discarded.

After all, even Kane, with his dog-like brain, could scheme to leave himself in the "End and Death," so Vashtor's fate doesn't mean it got a ticket to enter.

Khorne did not respond to Tzeentch's words; He simply rewarded the brave.

Ares himself was wielding massive, blood-red psionic chains, burning with raging hellfire, and even his hair began to burn and fall off, revealing his bald head.

Anda, who had just climbed out of the ditch, was straightening his broken wrist, cursing and swearing:

"Didn't you say I'd make a heroic entrance? With that swing of your chains, I had to temporarily dodge your attack and even stumbled out of position."

Adachi is quite reliable in critical moments. For example, when humanity faced annihilation in the future, it was he who turned the tide.

This time, they also timed it perfectly, anticipating the moment when Tzeentch was about to take Athena away, and landed precisely to stop him.

It's just that Ares' sudden outburst was unexpected, which caused me to miscalculate the landing location. It's all someone else's fault.

However, he really enjoyed the thrill of falling from the sky, and he wanted to replace the outdated boarding maneuver with orbital airdrops as much as possible in the future.

How awesome would it be if divine soldiers descended from the sky!

"Hey, how come you're bald too? Your psionic energy can't turn your hair into a burning state, is that for real?"

Despite his words, Anda still didn't seem to care much about the situation's development. On the contrary, he was always happy when it involved other people's hair problems.

Since someone had already started fighting, he sat on the sidelines and watched to see just how strong Ares was in his prime.

Under the watchful gaze of the Lord of Mankind, Ares leaped high into the air, wielding the thick chains that stretched for tens of meters like a whirlwind of hellfire, and smashed them down on that arm.

If he succeeds in hitting the target, it will be the first time a mortal has touched the true form of a Chaos God, the most terrifying thing in the recorded history of the galaxy.

(In the eyes of the Ancient Four, immortals are also a kind of mortal, even the Primarchs are.)

This means that God can be contacted.

God must never be depicted in an image.

Tzeentch merely snorted coldly. Want to replicate the scene of the Great Demon Khorne challenging Khorne? Then you'll have to bear the consequences of that Great Demon being sent flying by Khorne.

It was nothing more than a tiny mosquito. His cold snort was enough to turn Ares's fiery whirlwind (just kidding) into a reverse-spinning electric fan, blowing it directly away from the solar system.

Indeed, the immortals were too weak, and Ares, who was blessed by Khorne, was not blinded by this anger and did not fully accept Khorne's power.

So it did indeed begin to fly away backwards. Anda had already sat up, ready to kick Ares back, when he saw blue light emanating from Athena and connecting to the chain on Ares' left arm.

The raging fires of hell were extinguished, replaced by a divine radiance of blue and gold.

A gilded one-handed sword blade solidified at the front end of the chain.

At the other end, in front of the hellfire, a similar blade was created, only the blade was swallowed by the red light.

Both gods chose Ares.

"No, I can't let you steal all the limelight. I'm the savior!"

Enraged, Anda quickly wiped his hands on his trouser leg and kicked out, the kick precisely passing through the spinning chain blades and striking Ares's shin, making him spin even faster.

The three gods chose Ares.

Next, the blue Athena's Blade merged with and cut through Tzeentch's power, while red rage poured out, striking the stagnant arm and shattering the indescribable image behind the mirror.

This certainly didn't harm Tzeentch, it just shattered the mortal path to seeing the truth.

But this was enough to make Trevor feel utterly humiliated.

The burning of Nurgle's Gardens was at least caused by the Cursed One himself. What is this? It's the combination of Khorne's blessing, his possession of Athena's existence, the concept of the God of Wisdom, and the Cursed One's own actions.

What about the Messiah? Did the Messiah force himself to reveal his true nature just so that He would suffer this loss?

Tzeentch was consumed by shame and rage. He longed to see new changes, but these changes were too dull. The story of the righteous side exerting all their strength to eventually join forces and give power to the Red Warrior to defeat evil and save their comrades was just too old-fashioned!

Although these stories had not yet occurred in this era, and no literary figure had yet summarized anything about "the basic form of a story".

When the massive mirror shattered, every living being on this land could hear the crisp sound, and even wondered if the dome of the sky above them had cracked.

Behind the many mirror fragments lies the real world, which even bears the imprint of Tzeentch's original, complete form.

The mere existence of an evil god, known to people, is enough to leave its mark on the real world.

Anda itself has to clean up this pollution, lest Macedonia end up as some kind of "city of wisdom".

He took a deep breath, as a small compensation to Helios for taking care of the child, and merged the enormous golden light into the proudly towering statue of the sun god, which was watching over this divine war.

The statue began to move again, wielding a sun spear, and cleansed the contamination that Tzeentch had briefly imprinted.

But this is not the whole story, after all, Anda is just a person now, not the King of Darkness.

However, the remaining pollution cannot really be called pollution, since it is not advisable to talk about harm without considering dosage.

These remaining thoughts could encourage the Macedonians to read more books, and future rulers, when conquering other places, might think of building a large library to collect the cultures of the three continents.

These actions are beneficial to civilization and are also favored by Tzeentch.

The size of this library and the level of technology it contains are actually limited by the current era and cannot be exaggerated by later generations.

Those who were hiding indoors or in basements felt the intense sunlight and thought it was time to come out of their homes, only to witness the spectacular sight of the sun god appearing again.

The thunderous clouds in the sky parted, and the giant sun stood tall on the earth, bathed in sunlight.

You can vaguely see the edge of the sky, where a human-shaped figure is carrying something on its back; that must be the giant that stands against the sky.

Mortals boasted that they had glimpsed the truth of the mythical era and personally witnessed the descent of the gods.

A goddess-like figure knelt beside a strong but weak man. Was he a loser in the war of gods?

They dared not ask any further questions, and could only go out and kneel around the square.

Adachi decided to do something wicked:

"On this day, Athena, the goddess of wisdom and victory, clashed with Ares, the god of war, causing widespread devastation. By order of Zeus, the king of the gods, the sun god intervened to mediate."

"Oh, the sun god is Hercules—"

He was kicked out of the statue by Erda, who shouted, "Watch out!"

It turned out to be Tzeentch's last remaining attack, which blasted towards the statue.

If Adachi hadn't reacted in time, it wouldn't have been a problem; the statue would have just been smashed.

It's somewhat like the clown's outburst after the villain's defeat, when he's powerless to turn the tide.

However, this statue is the official property of the temple, which is in fact Erda's property, so it cannot be allowed to be destroyed.

The statue twisted in a magnificent dodging pose, returning to its original sculpted state.

Then Anda was grabbed by the ear by psychic energy transmitted from the sky:

"Do you even know how expensive this thing is? How much effort I put into its design? All you ever think about is playing your little tricks!"

Anda covered his ears and wailed, "Who would have thought that thing couldn't handle the consequences? It had to do something so disgusting at the very end. I didn't even explain that the sun god was Helios. I'm so sorry, my brother!"

Sure enough, the name "Apollo" appeared more and more frequently in the surrounding words praising the sun god.

After Anda broke free, he waved his hand to block everyone's view so that Athena and Ares' faces wouldn't be remembered.