Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

Ryan said regretfully, "At least for most of my time, no. There may be many moments for me now, but they are all the fallen Astartes."

This ability is also one of the reasons why the rebels attacked the empire and even humanity, and why the God-Emperor was the most evil being.

After all, all the functions of the Astartes were designed by the Emperor himself.

Given the existence of ghoul warbands in the past, it's hard not to speculate that the Lord of Humanity at some point may have enjoyed eating the flesh and blood of his own kind and discovered a method to access memories by reading neural clusters in raw meat.

Of course, such comments could not possibly appear within the Empire, since other departments each have their own inhumane practices, or rather, the entire Empire has done countless inhumane things, and Astartes' so-called "flaws" are just the most minor of them.

Ryan immediately said goodbye to his family, and Marum briefly sketched some data about Marvin before rushing out the door.

This butler seems to have some violent tendencies.

Chapter 491 Now everyone's headless (3K)

After the house was cleaned up, Anda slumped back in the recliner and gave the instructions:

"Aaron, go wash the pots and pans, clean the room, and then hurry up and call Old Ten over in your dreams."

"It's really strange that there are demons that can only be seen without a head. Could I create a puzzle that can only be solved by self-destruction and present it to the Lord of All Changes? I wonder if His curiosity would allow it."

Aaron wasn't averse to doing housework; he was just curious and asked:

"Can the four ancient beings be killed?"

Aaron already knew something about these four most powerful evil gods.

Currently, only he and his father can call him by his given name.

Even the mother could not directly describe its existence, but could only hint at it.

These things are the root of all future chaos; it would be so much better if they could be killed.

Anda shook his head and said:

"Anyway, I haven't figured out how to kill him. It seems like my future self has a way to win, but that's all I can do."

Aaron said regretfully, "I don't know how to kill him, or even if I can kill him. Sigh, I wish I could think of a way."

Anda chuckled:

"You might as well expect Xiao An to eat all four of them, haha. We can't restore peace to the subspace, we can only try to bypass it and isolate its influence. This is one of the fundamental laws of the universe, just like one plus one equals two. Alright, how long have you lived? You're always worrying about these trivial things."

"After you've finished cleaning the house, take Anglon out for a stroll and find some new ingredients. Your job is to enjoy life."

It seems that Anda's idea of ​​letting Aaron enjoy life is not deep enough; otherwise, he should take over these chores now and push Aaron and Xiao An out the door.

Instead of letting Aaron finish his work before leaving the house.

Aaron wasn't sleepy at all, and since Xiao An had a goal of collecting ingredients wherever they went, he decided to take Xiao An out.

Although it was evening and the sky was gradually darkening, there was really no need to worry about any danger.

There are no bears or wolves in the nearby wilderness, and even herbivores are scarce.

This also eliminated Xiao An's desire to eat wild game, leaving him to look for any good local plant species.

If all else fails, you can only chew it dry, which will actually taste better than food cooked by Xiao An.

In the future, the Devourers' military rations may include an extremely simple type: just stuff any plant you see by the roadside into your mouth.

Aaron stayed up late with Xiao An, but it was actually Xiao An who was accommodating Aaron.

Uncle Marum used to accompany them, and their speed limit was Astartes.

Now that your brother is with you, you should be considerate of his speed as a mortal.

However, the slow progress in collecting these ingredients didn't bother Xiao An; as long as her brother was by her side, she was happy.

As long as his brother can stay with him, he'd be willing to give up cooking for the rest of his life.

Instead of rushing home, they found a shallow cave on a small hillside, laid out dry grass, lay down inside, and only poked their heads out, looking at the starry sky.

If something sharp were to come and cut, it could just chop off both heads.

Aaron suddenly thought to himself that he must have been too impressed by his previous encounter with Feralus and the local statue heads.

He couldn't help but ponder and asked:

"Xiao An, do you think a person can live without a head?"

Xiao An said bluntly:

"I don't know, but my dad showed me that some chickens can still run around in the yard even after their necks have been broken."

"Some insects can even survive for a while after their heads are twisted off."

Aaron simply patted Xiao An on the head and let him continue looking at the stars.

Sigh, it's time to find Xiao An a proper teacher. He can't continue to be influenced by that old man.

It wasn't so bad that he was silly when he was little, but as his older brother, he had to think about Xiao An's future.

Xiao An simply gave a polite "oh" and began to ponder whether there were really mythical creatures that could be eaten corresponding to those constellations in the sky.

Suddenly, a huge burst of blue-purple light, like fireworks, exploded from another direction outside the city.

The bursts of light poured forth, obscuring the originally cool but bright starry sky, leaving only a dim, flickering glow.

"Brother, don't look!"

Xiao An immediately turned over and covered her brother's eyes with her hands.

Just now, Xiao An sensed the danger of gazing at these lights, as if it might give rise to dangerous changes.

A buzzing sound filled my mind, and a force emerged to resist the harm of these lights.

But everyone says that my brother is only human, and I can't let him get infected.

However, Aaron felt nothing. He didn't even see the radiance that Angron had described; he just felt something disgusting overflowing.

It's likely that when Marum went to hunt down that demon, he went too far and the information leaked out.

He moved Xiao An's hand away, looked closely, and asked in confusion:

There's nothing there.

Before the influence of the subspace merged with reality, these things did not exist for Aaron.

He is naturally indifferent to pollution and curses.

It was only then that Xiao An remembered what Uncle Hades and her mother had said.

Perhaps they wished themselves well because their brother didn't need their blessings at all.

Aaron crawled out of the cave and picked up Little An:

"Let's go back and see what happened."

But Xiao An was still uneasy. Those mesmerizing lights had poured down and flowed into the entire town, and perhaps everyone had been infected.

He quickly cupped his brother's face in his hands and said earnestly, "Brother, stay here and don't move. I'll rush in and rescue Dad and Lao Wu."

With that, it jumped down, spreading its legs to display the Primitive's physical speed. If it were wearing anything glowing, a long, trailing thread of light would be visible.

All Angron could think about was that the time had finally come for him to protect his brother.

Children are always as stubborn as oxen when it comes to their most obstinate impulses, and it's very difficult to correct them without a good beating from their parents.

Aaron looked at Angron, who had already run far away, and felt helpless. He naturally wouldn't wait here.

Although the old man told a story about a monkey, his bald monk, and his other disciples traveling westward together.

The bald monk is often described as a good person, but he is ungrateful and overconfident, and often attracts attacks from monsters.

It is said that eating that bald head will grant you immortality.

Aaron always felt that the old man was trying to allude to him.

Well, there aren't any circles drawn on the ground in front of me anyway, I'll go over and see what's going on.

A few minutes earlier, on the other side of the city-state.

Marum's power armor roared, but the sound was suppressed by the equipment field on his body to prevent it from spreading to the residential area.

This was to avoid the image of Space Marines appearing too early in the observations of Terran human civilization.

His enemies, however, had fewer concerns. In front of Marum, a emaciated demon with a dromae-like body was running at full speed.

Nine heads grew out from each of their necks, crowded together, and each face was exactly the same as the face of Paris they had seen that afternoon.

It was none other than Paris, who had been sent here on a business trip by Tzeentch, and unfortunately, his recklessness led to failure.

Who knew that the mortal was accompanied by two Primarchs and an Astartes with a strong murderous aura.

He even felt that this Ultramariner had killed or wounded quite a few Tzeentch Demons, and that if he had gone there in his true form, he would probably have been instantly annihilated.

On the contrary, the cursed one seemed to be an ordinary human psionicist at this time, at least from his appearance, he was not a strong person.

As for its original target, the Messiah, he was just a mortal; it was enough to find an opportunity to stab him to death.

The problem is that, apart from a few archdemons skilled in assassination, no demon has the opportunity to launch an attack in front of two Primarchs.

Paris, whose possession had been destroyed, should have fled immediately, but upon confirming the existence of the Messiah, he became bolder.

Thinking that his true form had not yet been found, Messiah would surely be alone someday, and at that time he might be able to strike him down in one blow.

Even if I die then, it will be worth it!

This could even lead to the most extreme changes in the entire galaxy!

The moment Paris was tirelessly plotting the assassination, Marum kicked open the door and swung his chainsaw sword down. Had he not reacted quickly, his tail would have been gone.

Is this Ultra Warrior's nose like a dog's? How did he catch up so quickly without giving off any scent?

The traces of psionic energy were also severed immediately.

It's not that Ultramarines aren't good with psionic abilities, and this guy isn't dressed as a think tank either!

However, no one answered Paris's questions; all that responded to him was the endless sound of chainsaws and the deafening roar of bombs.

It was already covered in wounds, and those attacks even had the ability to completely wear it down, much like being worn down by the power of the cursed.

Is this also a champion of the Corpse King?

It's alright. As long as it's not the Grey Knight or the Corpse King himself, I'll just be a bit shattered, and it'll be a little difficult to put back together.