Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

Instead, it gradually integrates with the body and even the damaged clothes and ornaments on it, and only becomes completely petrified after flowing through it.

What kind of curse has caused this person to suffer such pain?

Judging from this person's pain, anxious breathing, and increasingly distorted face, this process is not painless, but rather a genuine feeling of turning into a stone.

Everything within the body, whether hard or soft, is transforming into a unified, even eternal, existence as perceived by humankind.

This process was nothing short of torture.

We should let the old man give it a try if we get the chance.

Aaron had this thought, looking at the suffering of the petrified people in front of him, but he couldn't feel completely heartbroken. He only felt a faint sadness, which eventually converged into a strange perspective.

It's like a father watching his son suffer, yet understanding that these hardships will ultimately refine and redeem the soul.

Aaron shook his head with a chill, thinking that this idea was utter nonsense. If suffering could be solved directly and a perfect world could be created, who would want people to suffer?

After Marum completely verticalized the thatched hut above the fifth son's head to cover the wall.

Aaron immediately shouted, "Knock him out first!"

Marum turned and stepped forward, instantly appearing behind the man. He chose the gentlest method, directly choking him, precisely counting the seconds until the man was suffocated and in shock but not completely dead before stopping.

Then, he gently placed the gradually stiffening body on the ground to prevent it from turning into stone and shattering.

I naturally feel some sympathy for the loss of this poor mortal's life, but as the butler, I still have to clean up the master's vomit and sweep the yard later.

Let's not increase his workload.

However, if it really breaks beyond repair, the master might suggest treating it as a three-dimensional puzzle and leaving it for Angron to play with.

As Marum progressed from respecting the Master, questioning the Master, recognizing the Master, and eventually becoming the Master himself, these hellish, absurd thoughts inevitably arose in his mind.

Only then did he dispel his power armor form and stand before the other three who had been chasing the unfortunate fellow, as if the chief guard of a god-king had personally arrived:

“Mortal, explain these matters.”

When he spoke, the three of them involuntarily felt the urge to kneel down and worship him. They had just seen a giant in heavy blue armor, but now he had transformed into a human.

Could it be that they encountered the gods on Mount Olympus?

Since there is a god here, and it sounds like he is the one being commanded, then there must be a higher deity residing here.

Who could that person be?

By all accounts, the bald young man who had been protected from the defilement should have been the one they had just protected from the filth, but the three of them couldn't take their eyes off the man who had just vomited and was unshaven.

He was so ugly, filthy, and immoral, even engaging in disgusting acts such as trying to lick vomit.

Yet, He was so beautiful, such a perfect being, that they would gladly lick up the vomit that had spilled from His body!

Aaron stood aside, secretly recording these scenes. He would later remind his younger brothers that when they were about to beat up their father, they shouldn't hit his stomach, lest he vomit and hurt both of them.

At the same time, I'm paying attention to how the old man attracts others. So far, there are only two instances where the old man's charm is in effect but he still gets beaten up, and both are related to fishermen.

Could it be that if you saw the old man's inhuman behavior while fishing before taking action, you could restrain your impulse to be attracted to him to some extent, act according to your inner will of justice, and beat him to his knees and knock his teeth out?

This is all crucial intelligence; the younger brothers need to start practicing to become fishing masters right now!

Anda still couldn't accept the vomit, even though it all came out of her own mouth, and she didn't have high demands for the quality of her food.

But there's no need to stoop to that level right now, not to mention there are so many people watching. If he really couldn't bear to waste it and started eating it, he'd lose all face. He'd have to demand that every human being eat vomit at least once in the future before he could achieve inner peace.

This is when psionic energy comes into play. Anda snapped his fingers, and golden lightning flowed and danced wildly, cleaning up all the filth around him.

Anda had already sat down again, and even sitting at the dining table, he seemed to be sitting on the top of a throne.

Such methods could only be performed by a high and mighty god, and the appearance of this lightning imagery suggests that this deity is malevolent.

“Tell me what happened here? Marum, move to a safer spot, don’t scare these people.”

He asked, and the three men glanced cautiously at the unfortunate man who had completely turned to stone. The leader spoke up:

"Great God, please tell your people Patroclus, are you Zeus in the heavens!"

Anda felt some discomfort in his teeth, so he stuck his finger in and picked at it, saying:

"Hmm, your name is too long, so I'll just call you Pat. Don't worry about whether I'm Zeus or not, we've asked you twice what happened here, and you still haven't given us a single explanation."

Pat and the other two hurriedly knelt down and respectfully said:

“Great God, it is like this. This man is called Raelis. He was a child who survived after being kidnapped by pirates while he was a traveling merchant from out of town. He has lived here for a few years, working as an apprentice and doing odd jobs to make a living.”

"For some reason, when he heard that caravans were gathering at the southern port, he remembered that some merchants who had fled to our area due to shipwrecks or other reasons had brought their belongings with them. The unclaimed items were stored in a small building in the city. Among them was a statue head with a female face, which was exquisitely crafted and must have been quite valuable. So, Leilis went to steal the stone, and the three of us happened to run into him and chased after him."

"This stone is very strange. Many people have tried to steal it before, but all have failed. Some even took the stone away, only to be found with their heads missing and the stone growing out of their necks. Alas, although we managed to snatch the stone and put it back, this kid went berserk and his body hardened, as if he were turning into stone. He was running around wildly, which is why he disturbed your residence."

Anda chuckled, looked at Marum, and teased, "Didn't you say you didn't feel any chaotic corruption? What's going on now?"

Marum simply answered truthfully:

"Based on past experience and the analysis of observed conditions, no source of chaotic contamination has been found. In other words, this force may be unrelated to the subspace."

These words from the gods sound so strange. What is the subspace?

However, I can understand the chaotic pollution; does it refer to the Chaos God Chaos?

As the original four gods, Chaos, Gaia, Tartarus, Eros, and their descendants did not have a good relationship.

The Chaos God is relegated to the background, Gaia is trapped on the earth, and her giant children are tragically bound by Tartarus, who is more like a concept from the abyss of the universe, with almost no humanoid entities.

After the third generation of gods seized power, the simple abyss of hell transformed into the afterlife, or Hades, in people's understanding.

The title of King of Hell gradually shifted to Hades.

As for Eros, the god of love, he's even more miserable than a background character.

This great being, who initially propelled the world to change and even later became a deity, is believed by a considerable number of uninformed later generations to be Aphrodite's child.

Anda snapped his fingers again, knocking all three people in front of him unconscious.

He doesn't need to leave a long, memorable impression on these people; he just needs to remember that he is a god.

He jumped off the table, took off his coat, grabbed Anglon, and shouted:

"Marum, boil some water first, I'm going to take a bath. Tonight we'll go see what that stone is all about."

Aaron came over and took Xiao An away. He washed Xiao An himself, otherwise the old man might just use Xiao An to wipe his feet if the two of them were crammed into one place.

Two large wooden tubs were prepared, and Anda jumped in, thoroughly enjoying himself.

Xiao An floated in another bucket. Instead of rubber ducks, there were scarabs of space necromancers floating on the surface of the water. These things had never moved since they arrived in this era.

According to Marum, these space beetles should have some degree of autonomy, and energy shouldn't be a problem, so why are they making no sound at all?

However, we don't need to ask too much of Xiao An as a toy. After all, Xiao An is not old enough to ask the old man for the Light Messenger to play with.

Aaron was washing Xiao An's hair when he casually asked out of curiosity:

"Father, given your personality, why would you be willing to go and investigate the anomaly tonight?"

Anda leaned against the back of the barrel and casually said:

"I used to be careless, but it always ended up causing big trouble. Now, let's just shut those bastards down while they're still clues, to avoid trouble later. I'm pretty efficient, don't underestimate me!"

Chapter 478 Anda's Obsession with Baldy (3K)

Although it was extremely rare for his father to be so attentive, Aaron didn't have much hope of solving the problem; he was more worried that the old man would cause trouble.

Aaron looked at Marum and asked curiously:

"Can't we just blow up the building that houses the statue?"

If it truly is subspace contamination, it must have some manifestation or image in the real world. Directly contaminating living people is one method, while creating something filthy like the Golden Fleece is another.

If we physically destroy that statue, even if we don't completely eliminate the pollution, it will at least bring some peace to this era.

Anda, standing to the side, started rambling again: "Hey, do you think we've been interfering too much? This is just an obscure little town. This statue probably only kills one person every few months. Considering the locals' continuous births, how many years will it take for this statue to kill enough people? If we can't make up our minds, we can rest for a few days and just leave."

"I suddenly don't want to be so ambitious anymore. Isn't it better to stay home and sleep?"

Very good, he has finally returned to the familiar face that Aaron knew, which makes Aaron very gratified.

He would do anything his father opposed, but if his father was right, he would wait until his father was wrong before doing it.

Aaron then made the decision: "I'm not going to sleep. I'll go check out that thing tonight."

Anda looked displeased, but Xiao An carefully climbed onto his brother's back and whispered in his ear:

“Brother, I think Dad has become cunning. He originally wanted to go and see what was going on, and he deliberately made you decide to go.”

Before Aaron could answer, Anda laughed loudly, grabbed Little An by both arms, lifted him up, and slowly spun him around in the air:

"You're so smart, kid. Tonight, you'll be standing in front. Whether this statue turns you to stone or breaks your neck, it won't do you any good."

Xiao An felt like she was riding a carousel, spinning and bobbing up and down, but her little head complained:

"I don't want to turn into stone!"

As for the matter of his neck being broken, no one was worried. The twelfth son is not the tenth son, nor does he have a neck phobia like Ares.

There is no demon capable of snapping the Primarch's neck.

Aaron glanced at the unfortunate man who had turned to stone on the ground and the three unconscious Pat, and told Marum to carry them to the backyard.

It looks like they're trying to cover up the crime; are the mad cannibal family preparing to stockpile food?

Hmm, if I ever have the chance, I could find a busy road and set up a small hotel there just to scare people off. That sounds like a good idea.

As night fell and the early hours of the morning passed, no one came looking for them because of the evening's farce. This small city didn't even have a well-established basic government department. Everyone knew each other well, but there wasn't much concern for one another. Living their own lives was the most important thing.

Except for the donkey who stayed at home, the rest of Aaron's family slipped out of the house and headed toward the small building where the statues were kept.

Anda walked at the front, hugging the walls of various buildings along the roadside, bending over, shaking his head like a rattle drum, and holding up two fingers as if they were firearms.

It's unclear whether this head-shaking frequency can actually yield any useful information, but Aaron thinks that if intelligence personnel in later generations were all like this, their spines would probably break.

Xiao An followed behind his father, pretending to imitate him, and suddenly had a brilliant idea without any instruction:

"Dad, should we go home and change into all black clothes, or paint ourselves completely black? That would be safer."

Anda carefully turned her head to the side, her eyes darting around:

"Xiao An, do you also harbor resentment towards your mother? What are you saying in a sarcastic tone?"

Xiao An hurriedly shook her head and covered her mouth, not daring to say another word.