Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

Aaron was very dissatisfied and started grumbling, his tone sounding like an impatient old man. He said forcefully:

"Speak like a normal person, don't be so mystical."

Gabriel tore Aaron's brain off and chuckled softly:

"Stop being so noisy, now you won't be able to speak."

Snapped--

Aaron's brainless body slumped onto the platform like a puddle of mud, his mouth still in the position of his last words.

Gabriel let out a long sigh of relief. He never expected that he would react in this way one day. Had his emotions just been impacted?

Fortunately, I was steadfast enough to completely dismantle the fallen and cut off the possibility of these abominable things contaminating the Kingdom of Heaven.

After all, he had actually seen many worlds stained with rotting mud, full of vitality, yet no different from the land of the dead.

Chapter 503 Am I even human?! (3K)

Gabriel began to reassemble his body, transforming back into a six-winged angel.

He placed Aaron's organs in the corresponding positions on his own torso, including Aaron's brain.

This is a way to isolate the mud figures from contamination, and also an act of trying to keep these organs in an uncorrupted state so that they can serve as human tombstones.

After all, it's uncertain whether we'll ever encounter such a standard human anatomy again in the future.

Gabriel stitched up Aaron's wounds, held him in his arms, and, ignoring Claudius who was only able to crawl, prepared to take flight.

But he found that he couldn't move his body.

Until the words came out of his own mouth:

"Don't be in such a hurry to leave. All my organs are inside you now, including my brain. So who is controlling this body now?"

dong dong——!

Gabriel's heart began to beat, and even began to pump blood spontaneously, circulating it throughout the metal body, filling it with blood.

"You are filthy! You truly are filthy!"

Gabriel struggled, unable to control its original mouth, and could only grow a ferocious giant mouth from its wings to rebuke Aaron's existence.

This clay figure actually learned to disguise itself, and only began to degenerate and corrupt after I took it in.

But why did the clay figure possess the ability to corrupt itself?

This is a metal body, not a body of flesh and blood!

Aaron said disdainfully, "Hey~ don't be so irritable, I'm not some kind of degenerate."

Gabriel tried to argue, but it couldn't even detach its wings from its body:

"Life created from nothing, obtained from hell, is filthy!"

Aaron said regretfully, "Never mind, more of this mystical talk. I'll try to see if I can directly observe your memories, or rather, data for you."

He searched for the memories within this metallic body, but to no avail. He could only tell himself that he needed to find that knowledge, something concise and essential.

Then a piece of paper sprouted from Gabriel's body, containing only a few lines of text, like a glossary.

"The Fallen: Changes that should have come from normal advancements in biological science were triggered by Hell, creating things out of thin air and breeding corruption. Because the early threats were not yet discovered, they were widely used, leading to the activation of the genes that allowed humanity to obtain the power of corruption from Hell starting from a certain generation. Countless darkness and distortions were buried in that golden age, and evil bred beneath the gold. All of humanity today possesses the original sin to become Fallen."

"Clay figures: The earliest transformations to attract the power of hell. It is said that the demons of hell soothed their pain, at the cost of the power of hell manifesting in reality."

"Heaven: The great kingdom established by the Messiah in legend, where the souls of humans find rest after death. It has been lost due to the appearance of the fallen. The souls of the fallen are not allowed to enter Heaven."

"Stealing Ascension: A generation of golden men, realizing the imminent fall of Heaven, chose to ascend collectively before the massive outbreak of the Fallen, leading to a series of sins that destroyed human civilization. The theft of Ascension was assisted by a fallen angel named Lucifer."

"Messiah: The savior who will bear the sins of all mankind and deliver their souls into the Kingdom of Heaven. But the Kingdom of Heaven has been lost, and the savior is nowhere to be found. Has He lost hope in all mankind?"

"Eden: The City of Prisons, a prerequisite for the STC Zeroing Protocol. All those who are destined to fall are allowed to live as humans in Edens set up in various locations under the watchful eyes of angels, but they are not allowed to reproduce. After a happy end to their lives, the angels will destroy their bodies and the cities will be burned by heavenly fire."

“Foolish people/sinners: Humanity, which is already in the grasp of the gods of hell and whose utter destruction is imminent, Messiah, depart from us, depart from us. We will never allow any corrupted soul to defile your kingdom.”

That's it, there's nothing left after that?

Aaron was also dismayed; human history this year consisted of only a few lines.

"If you had just said all this earlier, wouldn't I have understood everything? It's just that humanity, starting from a certain generation, became extremely adept at interacting with the warp, and those demonic things took the opportunity to invade. You all think that fallen souls are unworthy to enter because of some religious heaven, which has caused all sorts of turmoil. Sigh, I think if there really is such a thing as heaven and messiah, if He is powerful enough, He will definitely accept them all."

"Besides, have you ever really seen heaven with your own eyes? When people die, they're dead. I've never seen anyone come back from the dead to tell me that people can go to heaven after they die. My father and my aunts and uncles have died so many times, and I've never seen them go to heaven."

Aaron couldn't help but complain that even if theology and science were considered equally important, so much trouble had been caused by such an abstract reason as worrying about polluting the Kingdom of Heaven.

Alas, a strong religious connotation can easily lead to madness; isn't this just another form of so-called hellish depravity?

Gabriel was furious. The data it had compiled, which was encrypted even by the Golden Men themselves and could not be deciphered, was revealed so easily.

It roared, "It must be Lucifer, ah—those fallen angels helped you!"

After Gabriel finished roaring, he saw the organs in his body dissipating and flowing back into Aaron's body.

The young man in her arms opened his bright eyes, like the morning star at dawn.

"No one helps me. In my time, the heaven and gods you speak of do not exist. Your god is the Messiah, what a weakling. If my father were here, he would definitely complain that this heaven is afraid of the contamination of the warp."

(Black King: Actually, I'm worried about this too.)

Gabriel's first reaction upon regaining control of his body was not to try to kill Aaron, but to retort:

"God is all-knowing and all-powerful. Even the souls of the fallen will be freed when they enter the Kingdom of Heaven! We are merely guarding God's glory!"

Aaron simply smiled gently and spoke clearly and distinctly:

"Idiot, forgive me for swearing, but my father often curses like this. Okay, I know enough. If you have anything else to say, go talk to my father."

Aaron reached out and slapped Gabriel across the face. The next moment, the two of them burst like bubbles and quickly disappeared without a trace.

Claudius, who was left barely alive, having been used as a punching bag but not in mortal danger, finally couldn't hold back any longer and fell into a deep sleep.

Fortunately, his hearing was not affected much, and he was able to hear about 70-80% of it, which gave him enough information to report back.

In 599 BC, the Euphrates River originated in the Uratau Mountains.

"It's not romantic at all here, but Paris is even more deserted at this time of year."

The old man stood alone on the mountaintop, pretending to be deep in thought, with Aaron sitting beside him, who had just told him many stories.

Aaron woke up five days later, even though he had only spent half a night in the cube world called Quart.

Upon opening their eyes, the family found themselves in the Ulatu Mountains, the source of the Euphrates River.

They didn't mind having another person fast asleep on the donkey cart, since both father and son slept quite well. Leaving Marum, Xiao An, and Lao Wu awake would keep them from getting bored.

Koz's little hand only came twice, taking away a lot of food in broad daylight right in front of Xiao An.

Xiao An ignored his brother's hand and was busy trying to astral projection to see if he could follow Aaron into his dream again, but unfortunately, he failed in the end.

Aaron has finally woken up, but all he can hear is some jumbled nonsense, and he doesn't know if it's edible.

Let's help our uncle with some work. They're planning to build a boat nearby so they can sail downstream to the civilized area.

On the contrary, the angel that Aaron should have brought back does not exist. That angel is at least a Primarch-level being, and it is unlikely that the incident of Angron being sent back to the past will happen a second time.

No one knows where that angel went.

"I don't understand what you mean by golden men, iron men, and stone men. But according to you, the first large-scale contamination of humanity by subspace forces will take advantage of advancements in biological science. I'll remember that and see if we can prevent it in the future."

Despite his verbal complaints, Anda remained somewhat wary and kept these things in mind.

In the present era, even if an evil god personally sent a great demon, it would only destroy a city-state. Considering the number of city-states that have been destroyed naturally throughout human history, it is already countless.

When the golden man appears in the future, it will be the pinnacle of human history. Has the power of chaos started to act so early?

Xiao An was helping carry the wood when he said regretfully:

"If only there were wooden figures, wood is a plant, it's life, and you can even eat it. How would you put metal and stone in your mouth?"

In his mind, the only thing left to judge the value of things was eating.

Even Aaron couldn't help but laugh, "That's really true, but I think the name here refers to the style of the era, just like the golden humans in mythology."

"The first golden humans were even able to raise Zeus, who was wandering outside, but the people who were planted out of the ground by Athena and Prometheus became muddy."

Adachi, hands on his hips, said nonchalantly:

"That's all made up by a bunch of people. They say they're some kind of bronze or iron human, and therefore they have sins on them. So when they do bad things, they say it's not their fault, but fate. They also made up some kind of god-human anthropomorphism, that gods and humans look the same and have the same emotions, so even if a god doesn't have any moral failings, he's not necessarily a perfect gentleman."

"Perhaps the angel you came into contact with recorded things that have been embellished by the times. Apart from the basic facts, the records about God in it may not be very credible."

Aaron, however, revealed a mysterious smile and said metaphorically:

"Could it be that you'll end up in an indispensable position there, but then you caused a lot of trouble by slacking off, and now you're trying to make amends?"

Anda's face darkened, and he hurriedly waved his hand, saying, "Don't say that. Since you've seen my future self and heard Marum talk about it, I was promoting the imperial truth when the empire was established. Those churches and the statues inside looked so miserable and sorrowful. I wish I could smash them all with my own hands."

God has no statues, but the Messiah does.

Chapter 504 The Second Legion (3K)

"I'm not going to say anything more. You'll be dead by then anyway, so why worry about it? Even in Guilliman's time, or even in the time when I built my empire, that's all in the past, just history in the background."

"These angels can only exist in the form of iron men within the tombstones they create, can they?"

Anda, unlike Aaron, didn't enjoy thinking much; he stood proudly atop the mountain, hands on his hips.

“Come on, Aaron, carve this for me in this pose. That picture of you throwing lightning isn’t very good, but it’s nice to stuff in my pillow as a cushion.”

The old man faced the wind, his flowing hair flying backward, his face bathed in the warm golden sunlight, shimmering like a beautiful lake.

It reminded Xiao An of fish scales—she was so hungry and wanted to eat fish.

Although reluctant, Aaron found a piece of firewood about the size of his arm and took out the nails that Loka had given him to start carving.

The photograph taken by Claudius was already in the old man's hands after he woke up.

Anda laughed quite happily, jokingly saying that he was indeed his son, and that he would make Aaron an even bigger lightning bolt to play with another day.

"By the way, we need to find out where that angel went. I'm worried that it might have wandered off to other places and become a threat."

Aaron reminded him.

The old man didn't care: "In this day and age, everyone thinks that anything strange or unusual is a miracle, so it doesn't matter."