Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

They are now more interested in another bald man than in resurrecting Ares, namely their good nephew whom they have never met since birth.

In particular, Apollo had already walked over with open arms and a big laugh.

"My dear nephew, we meet again!"

The enthusiastic god embraced his nephew, then turned his head and looked around. The fierce-looking little brat was wailing in front of Ares' body.

He glanced at the body and saw that it was still breathing and its heart was still beating, and teased:

"Your brother mustn't really make his uncle cry himself to death."

He straightened his clothes, strolled forward, and said leisurely:

"I also have some knowledge of medicine, so what's wrong with me now?"

Xiao An wiped away her tears and greeted the uncle.

Anda wasn't so polite:

"It's nothing, his soul was split in two. I think your soul is pretty good, so let me split one half in and save him."

Apollo's personality is similar to Poseidon's; both of them have a sharp tongue.

Sometimes when you try to talk to him nicely, he doesn't even respond. You can only resort to this sarcastic and sarcastic approach.

Anda has always been a person with exceptional initiative in certain areas. As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed Apollo, taking his soul to the Sea of ​​Souls of Ares to check on the situation.

"Now we can only pin our hopes on Aaron. I plan to bring Xiao An in, and then let Aaron dream about going in."

Anda said this to Apollo, and with a slap of his hand, Little An's terrifying soul was about to leave his body.

Chapter 456 Lao Tzu's Tao: Sending Another Uncle to the Future (3K)

Apollo believed that the truth he glimpsed when he first ventured into the nature of Angron was enough to frighten him.

He still doesn't want to think about that horrifying appearance, and even uses it as one of his trump cards to harm his other brothers and sisters.

They were repeatedly asked not to explore the true nature of Angron.

Those immortal beings who have committed many deaths will surely go and investigate.

It's just that they encountered Hades, that coward, at the very beginning, and Athena was smart enough not to fall for it for the time being.

But now that fear has finally reappeared before him, because Anda has pulled that ferocious subspace existence out of Xiao An's body, like a live, unanesthetized cesarean section.

Holding that indescribably bloodied infant, who was grinning at him with a wide-open mouth.

Sharp teeth, menacing spikes, and ugly appearance are merely the most basic forms of terror.

The essential horror lies in the fact that this blood-red infant possesses a terrifying ability to devour itself, and has a latent desire to put it into action.

They would be eaten alive, obliterated, or even suffer the same fate as Ares, or worse.

An entire soul will be obliterated, no matter how strong the physical body is, how capable it is of rebirth from destruction, or even how new consciousness is generated from the movement of bioelectric signals in the nerves.

The original Ares has been eaten.

His soul reacted to this terrible outcome as if it were a physical reaction, breaking out in a cold sweat, which caught Andado's attention.

I always silently remember many connections between souls, bodies, and even subspace and reality, which will help my future career.

Anda shoved the blood-soaked infant into the terrified Apollo's arms and cursed:

"How old are you? You can't be scared like this. Look how cute my son is, right?"

He reached out and patted Xiao An's head. The little bundle of energy shook its head and couldn't speak, only laughing.

"Take good care of my son, I'll go call the eldest son in."

When Anda returned to reality, her first reaction was to run towards her eldest son, calling out:

"I've found a way to save Ares! We can settle all our old scores later!"

But he found that nobody paid any attention to him. His brothers and sisters had completely surrounded Aaron, and even Erda was inside with a loving mother's smile.

Everyone was praising their sons, even though they hadn't raised them themselves.

Hades simply recounted what Aaron had done truthfully; Apollo had exaggerated a little before, but no one minded.

Hades wouldn't lie, and Apollo didn't offer any particularly remarkable descriptions of his nephew, in addition to his first impression of Aaron.

His aunts and uncles all agreed that Aaron was a uniquely well-behaved child.

They wanted to search every inch of his body. Even the usually polite Aaron felt uncomfortable, still thinking about his father's earlier call to save Uncle Ares.

However, his mother also grabbed his arm and wouldn't let him leave, while he chatted happily with his aunts and uncles.

Just a few days ago, she was chasing after these people with all sorts of weapons, but as long as you praise my son, these things can be put aside and forgotten.

Erda particularly enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention, especially the heartfelt adulation, as if Aaron's current excellence was all thanks to her.

The person who "worked hard" to raise the child can't even squeeze next to his own son now.

"Excuse me, excuse me, I have something urgent to attend to!"

Anda shouted loudly, but no one paid any attention.

The brothers and sisters didn't think it was difficult for Ares to be rescued in a little while; their concern was for this nephew, the only flesh-and-blood offspring among the immortals.

In the end, Aaron was so worried about Uncle Ares that he managed to squeeze through, and the others, not wanting to hurt Aaron, had to make way for him.

"Father, what do you need me to do to help Uncle Ares wake up?"

Aaron asked hurriedly, and his father, exhausted from his efforts, finally responded, saying:

“Go to sleep now and dream, and in your dream think of Angron. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not the one Omega disguised as. We’ll talk about the rest in our dreams.”

Aaron nodded, looked around, and without hesitation, rammed into a pillar.

At least the father won't let us down on these crucial matters; that's for sure.

The scene terrified the other immortals, who thought Anda had said something strange, trying to force their sons to commit suicide by hitting their heads against a pillar. They glared at him angrily.

Seeing that Aaron had fainted some distance from the pillar, at least he wasn't injured, I breathed a sigh of relief.

I recall Apollo explaining Aaron's divine abilities.

This nephew is so kind; he keeps the uncle who saved him in mind. He imagines that if he were to encounter misfortune one day, the uncle would surely come to his rescue.

Aphrodite was quite pleased with her nephew and was about to suggest that Aaron fall asleep in her arms, since it would be more comfortable to lie in her embrace.

Erda rejected the idea without hesitation. She didn't mind Aaron being close to other people, but not to the goddess of beauty.

The sight of Aaron lying in Aphrodite's arms would fuel Ilda's jealousy. It had nothing to do with romantic love; she simply felt that Aphrodite was mocking her for not being qualified to raise a son.

Aaron finally lay on a white cloth. This time, a large group of immortals surrounded him, their faces showing curiosity. No one paid any attention to Ares, who had truly encountered danger and whose soul had been torn apart, leaving him with only half.

Fortunately, no one looked sad, and no one secretly wiped away tears.

Otherwise, this scene would look really strange, like Aaron's memorial service.

Li Dan shifted his gaze and went to Anda's side on the other side, where he also sank into the water.

He was curious about Ares's experience. If the souls of immortals could be damaged, did that mean that the death of their souls would lead to true death and liberation?

The lives of our companions are endless, and we are not yet bored with the world.

But sooner or later we will come to this point. To choose death is also a kind of freedom that is in accordance with one's own wishes.

Li Dan walked past the ruins of the temple of the pointed-eared people that Erda had mentioned, and came to the wooden house.

Ares's half-body had been lifted out, and on the other side, just like the scene of him transforming into three pure beings, Aaron's body solidified and landed.

As for the blood-red infant in Apollo's arms, who was sitting upright as if holding a rice bucket, it didn't attract much attention.

Aaron's appearance in the dream was identical to the manifestation of his two senior brothers.

Li Dan nodded to Aaron in greeting, and the latter returned the greeting before squatting down in front of Uncle Ares's soul to examine it carefully.

Apollo then said in a trembling voice:

"Um, dear nephew, now that you're here, could you please let Xiao An change back first?"

Aaron looked up, his expression puzzled:

"Change back? Change back to what form?"

In his eyes, the Angron in Uncle Apollo's arms was no different from the physical appearance of a child. What was there to change about his appearance?

Anda leaned close to Apollo, poking her youngest son's face as she spoke:

"In this older brother's eyes, his younger brother is nothing but a lump of dirt—why are you pulling my mouth?"

Before Anda could say anything wrong, Xiao An's true nature ripped open his mouth, pulling the corner of his mouth all the way to his ear.

My father's speech is now slurred.

“Look, this family doesn’t need me at all. These unfilial sons only need their brother.”

Aaron shook his head helplessly, banishing those distracting thoughts, and reached out to grasp Uncle Ares's only remaining hand, asking:

"Father, what should I do now?"

Anda tried to force a smile and casually said:

"Don't do anything, just think about it, focus on the thought of 'Quickly restore Ares' soul to its wholeness.' Although this is the world of souls, it is also in your dream. Whatever you think in your dream will come true."

This is also one of the reasons why Black King sought Aaron. Anda didn't know if it would work, but he was willing to try anything, in case it worked.

He was going to consider making a list so that Aaron would start reciting it in his dreams every day, so that it would become a deep part of his consciousness.

Aaron was speechless at his father's method of saving his uncle. He thought the old man had some kind of magic cure, but it turned out to be so unorthodox.

"Haha, your father's ideas are really interesting."

A laugh came from the side. This old man was not the oldest, but he looked the oldest of all the uncles. Xiao An even wanted to call him Grandpa Whitebeard.

Li Dan came to Aaron's side and smiled:

“I used to think that heaven and earth were irresistible and could only be followed, and that was the way. When you follow the way to the extreme, you make changes just before the way changes, and in the eyes of outsiders, that is, I am controlling the way.”

"And since you can truly make your words come true in your dreams, you have already saved many brothers, even in the future reality. So now, it's just a matter of completing your soul, which is not impossible. After all, you think this is your dream, but for us, the soul and the body are both reality."

The old man spoke very clearly, and Aaron was able to fully understand what he meant.

There is even an important concept that the soul and reality are both "reality," truly achieving a unity between cognition and the body.