Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

(Golden Throne: I think I hear a cricket chirping at me.)

“There are also some more fragmented pieces of footage, where Vokhan seems to be fighting me, and the scars on another face are the real me.”

Koz pointed to his face; his so-called unconventional decorations were all glued on, he wasn't actually masochistic.

"Then he smashed me away with a hammer, which was also a kind of teleportation device that sent him away."

"After that, the scene no longer has any cause and effect or even the most basic continuity. It is a picture of me, who is about to die, kneeling next to my faceless father."

"We don't know what they said or did."

Aaron keenly identified the key phrase: "shameless father."

He then asked, "Do you think these things will happen?"

Koz shrugged and said:

"Apart from the first scene which is the most complete, the second and third scenes seem very strange. I even feel that the third scene may have already happened, while the second scene has changed, which means that some force intervened and changed the final outcome."

"Who cares? Anyway, the best future I see still shines brightly and will not cease to exist because of this darkness. It's like a heaven, untouched by the world."

"I just want to slit my throat and die so I can go in and enjoy my blessings."

Aaron had just climbed up a wall when he couldn't help but reach out and slap Coz on the head.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

His actions and expression were no different from when the old man was smoking Xiao An.

Chapter 514 About My Dad May Have Been in a Band and Kurtz, Who Ended Up in 40K (3K)

"By the way, are you sure what time it is?"

Koz decided to change the subject, suggesting that his prophetic abilities were inherited from his father.

And no matter the era, Father clearly did not have enough ability to support his vision—no, Father probably regarded all of humanity as immortal beings.

Another kind of life that exists forever.

Therefore, he felt that as long as there was a glimmer of hope, even if he was walking a tightrope that could be shaken at any moment, he would not hesitate to carry the human empire on his back.

What? You're saying you're worried that the emperor will drag the empire down with him?

It's alright. The empire is too big. Even the Great Rebellion and the Great Rift didn't bring the human empire to a true life-or-death situation. There are just too many to die out.

Besides, the Emperor is immortal. As long as the human empire waits for the Emperor to return and launch an attack, everything will be fine.

But now no one knows whether the Emperor was walking on a tightrope or was already in the process of falling.

Therefore, we can only adopt the most basic human methodology: take it one step at a time.

Aaron shook his head and replied, "I don't know what time it is, but if you're here, it should be during the Great Expedition."

Koz gave a mysterious smile: "Yes, so a certain 'I' am a traitor, and I don't exist in the future."

Aaron couldn't help but ask, "What's your opinion on this? Little Pei seems quite worried about it, even though he keeps saying it's nothing. But thankfully, he and Guilliman successfully defeated the future Fallen."

Koz gleaned even more from these words: "So, when the future empire falls into dire straits, Guilliman will be in power. I understand. It seems I should support the thirteenth brother instead of the fourth."

Aaron sighed with a headache and said regretfully:

"It's a pity I promised Xiao Pei that I would let them compete fairly. It seems that the two of them have started to compete for the support of the other brothers. I don't object to you supporting Guilliman, or deliberately inducing you to split into two evenly matched factions. That's what the old man likes to do. He wants to feel the thrill of you fighting until blood is flowing, and the final decision is in his hands."

Coz added, "Or he simply wants us to fight, firstly to confirm his prediction that half of his sons would rebel, and secondly to make us forget that we should unite and beat him up when we start fighting."

Aaron's eyes lit up. He hadn't expected that his younger brother would already know his ultimate goal on their first meeting!

"Did your little hands tell you that?"

Koz shook his head: "It was Dorn. He answers every question and never lies. I just asked if you had any wishes that you wanted to fulfill."

"By the way, he's currently busy dealing with the beasts on Neptune and the psionic riots on Pluto. It's probably because his father left behind some troubles that he couldn't resolve, and now Dorn has to clean up the mess."

Aaron keenly thought of the beast that Xiao An and his father would make in the future—a combination of the most delicious biological parts in the entire galaxy—and the birthday gift he left for himself on Pluto.

In theory, Pluto and Polaris were both given to him.

He let out a sigh and said, "Well, if circumstances allow, it wouldn't be bad if Dorn became emperor. He's golden too, and there's no need to worry about him being incompetent. The empire needs a rock like that to keep things under control."

He then asked, "By the way, you are the Primarch, and should already be in charge of military affairs. Can't you determine which era this world is from its technological level?"

They arrived at a relatively flat area, and Aaron kept looking between the gaps in the giant buildings, trying to see where the green sun in the sky was.

What does the real sky look like? Is it already mostly covered by insects?

Koz walked briskly forward, put his hands in his pockets, turned around, and walked backward.

He inexplicably exudes a youthful, sunny aura, which doesn't seem to match his usual appearance.

Like a long-haired, artistic young man walking backwards at the very front in a music video.

At this point, some filters and artistic lyrics should be added.

My father always wanted to instill in me the idea that I wouldn't just be an otaku who only watches anime and tokusatsu; he was also quite artistic and even formed a band later on.

Although Aaron didn't understand the meaning of "otaku" at all, his father kept explaining it, which was probably a case of protesting too much.

As for the band, it should be another kind of stage play that only uses singing and dialogue for performance. Aaron knew that there would be a video format in the future, which could be filmed and widely circulated.

So if the younger brothers are willing to focus on finding artifacts from ancient Terra, they might be able to find some precious audio and video files left behind by the old man when he was in a band.

I don't know who the other members of Father's Band are, but they shouldn't be immortals.

I had been dead for who knows how long back then, yet there were still immortals who dared to hang out with my father.

Coz replied:

"No, within the overall framework of history, science and technology have indeed progressed from generation to generation. However, tragically, the forces of chaos changed everything. During the Great Crusade, some heretical wizards even tapped a piece of wood splattered with some unknown oil on the Titan's shell, bringing such a powerful war machine to a standstill."

"This can be explained by psionic energy. We've also encountered tribes from the agricultural era who pulled out weapons capable of taking down Astartes power armor head-on."

His tone was somewhat wistful: "It's as if some chaotic evil god, controlling the development of technology, is deliberately manipulating the technological advancements that should be based on science and reason."

"So maybe this isn't the Great Crusade period, but rather before Father unified Terra. By the way, have you seen those monsters?"

Aaron nodded and said, "I've seen them with Guilliman; they're called the Tyranids. Perhaps this is Guilliman's era."

Koz's face lit up with delight, and he became interested:

"The era of Guilliman, more than ten thousand years from now, is something I don't even know what my ultimate fate will be after my fall from grace."

Aaron replied, "Marum mentioned that the fate of your other self actually had little to do with Chaos. It was the madness caused by seeing an unchangeable dark future that consumed you."

Koz thought of the third scene he had seen earlier, another version of himself.

He let out a long breath and sighed:

“At least I saw you this time. Alright, don’t dwell on it too much. I’ve only been here for half a day. Now we need to find a spacecraft quickly and contact the Empire. I hope that when I open my mouth and identify myself, the Empire will launch Space Marines to meet us on the ground, instead of a Cyclone Torpedo attack.”

Aaron asked doubtfully, "Why would they react so strongly just because they hear your name?"

Koz chuckled a few times and said, "If you were to appear on the streets of Terra in Guilliman's future and say a few bad things about the Emperor, I think they would react even more strongly."

Aaron said with some dissatisfaction, "When I meet my future father, I must give him a good talking-to. He can move around now, but he doesn't follow Guilliman's ideas. Instead, he's always showing off his powers, acting like a god."

Koz gathered more information: "able to move," which meant that for a considerable period of time, the father was unable to move.

What powerful force could have forced the Lord of Humanity, almost the most powerful being in the real universe, to such an end?

Could it be that the Primarchs really attacked together?

But seeing how easily and happily his father beat his fourth brother, Coz didn't think that their combined efforts could change the outcome.

Moreover, what's with the next sentence, "Appear to be a god"? Isn't Father promoting the imperial truth?

Just as the two were about to continue their conversation, they passed through the last flat area, located between two massive structures, like one of the few low-lying areas between two adjacent giant mountains.

Whether it's the physical difficulty in dissipating the stagnant airflow or the psychological sense of oppression caused by being situated between two massive structures, it all creates a feeling of suffocation.

The fear that it might "collapse to the southeast" at any moment is probably something like a pillar supporting the sky, which is only this size.

Next, a tremendous roar came from the bottom of the massive building in front, flowing down through the empty spaces inside the building like a surging airflow inside a reed instrument.

So much so that even though you hear the sound, it feels like countless waterfalls are cascading down.

Coz was the first to react, grabbing Aaron under his arm and running away as fast as he could.

"That's not an illusion, it's real. These insects are really interesting. They're all flesh and blood beings like us, but they seem to lack individual consciousness and can differentiate into species that specialize in performing a particular function. Therefore, they can specialize in using their flesh and blood bodies to perform psionic-like effects, but in essence, they are genuine material beings."

"I'm even wondering if my father really made these insects. He only recognizes one person in charge, and the division of labor is clear according to different functions. That's the most perfect tool in his mind!"

Even after only interacting with some Tyranids, Koz could quickly determine their behavior patterns.

He even suspected that the Primarch and Astartes were not designed to retain their consciousness from the beginning. If the Primarch had not been lost, it might have had its frontal lobe removed while it was still in its infancy, becoming the safest tool.

Coz moved swiftly through the ruins, while Aaron, unfazed by the jolting, even had the mind to say:

"At least you're just a bit bigger, you still look like humans. If that old man dares to turn you into insects or other monsters, I'll shave his head when I get back!"

However, Aaron was genuinely interested in this idea. Were these insects originally designed by some being with the same idea as his father?

The burning sensation from behind interrupted his thoughts. He hurriedly turned around and saw that a huge plasma sphere had appeared behind them at some point.

Chapter 515 After the Giant Bats and the Insect Swarms (3K)

The extreme high temperature and violently unstable energy sphere should theoretically be impossible for a living being of flesh and blood to condense.

And at this moment, this scene was truly unfolding before Aaron's eyes. He could vaguely see the enormous monster on all fours, in a position to cushion its fall.

It extends from the back in a shape resembling a cannon barrel.

Fortunately, at least we know that we need to look like this to fire cannons. This strange feeling of being so diametrically opposed to the laws of matter yet somehow obeying them is really baffling.

Koz's body came to an instant stop on the ground. He used his ankles to brace himself up and formed a steel bridge. It was as if he had completely lost his momentum as he watched the plasma ball fly over him.

These spheres are launched with a predictable trajectory, shooting only forward. Without external influence, they cannot suddenly turn back to the area they have already passed.

But probably only the Primarch can do this kind of dodge, since inertia is still a real factor.

"We have to kill that bug, otherwise we won't get very far. It looks like it's a lone individual, so find a place to hide."

After dodging the threat of the plasma ball, Coz released Aaron, quickly gave his instructions, and then rushed straight towards the chariot-sized insect.

Aaron immediately hid behind some ruins, observing Koz's battle only through the gaps.