Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

Tonight, the moon and stars are sparse.

Even more dazzling than the bright moonlight is the blazing fire in the city.

The war dog Titan did not hesitate to smash, kick over, and trample any building in sight. In the continuous sound of collapse and collapse, it drove out every ratman hiding in it, using its furious The roaring promethium melt spray gun evaporated and vaporized it together with the broken bricks and tiles!

The Baneblade tank group is even more brutal. They are stationed outside the city under the control of servitors. They use 380mm main guns and "Storm" super-heavy bolt machine guns, and cooperate with the War Dog Titans to attack from the building complex. The gushing rat tide was completely annihilated.

When the 380mm main gun fired a shell as thick as an ordinary person's waist, it was carefully developed and crafted by Qiu Zhang of Ravenclaw. The "Vulcan Clears the Way" engraved on it was produced by the high concentration of refined promethium inside. An extremely wonderful reaction. When it explodes in the rat swarm, you will see brilliant flames rising into the sky like pillars, rapidly expanding to the surroundings, incinerating all organic and inorganic substances within its explosion radius. Destroyed into equal white ash!

When these ashes were lifted up by the shock wave of the super-heavy bomb, it was like pure snowflakes falling from the sky.

"Sing praises to our Lord! Blessed Father!"

017-Logar shouted a prayer, and the "Storm" super-heavy bolt machine gun in his hand spurted out dragon flame-like fury. He stood on the front armor of the Baneblade tank, holding high the Mechanicus pastoral staff in his other hand: "Kill all the heretics and evil spirits! Praise the God of all opportunities, praise the Om Messiah!"

Machine Soul Joy!

The engine of the Poison Blade tank under Lorgar's feet made a loud sound like a pipe organ. Its internal automatic loading device spun far away without the control of a servitor, shooting towards him at a rate of fire far exceeding that of his brother. The wrath of the God of Machines poured out from the Rat Man's head.

This passionate emotion spread quickly through the mysterious connection between the machine souls. Not only did the surrounding poison blade tanks exploded with a thousand percent combat power, but the war dogs a little further away also raised their heads. The head, which was very similar to the skull of a canine creature, let out a terrifying roar!

Deep into the center of the city, 016-Horus heard the cry coming from the depths of the machine soul. He looked at the brothers around him who were using halberds and swords to harvest the lives of the rat men. He clenched the lightning claw on his right arm and used psychic energy. He roared while rushing: "Father is watching us! He is waiting for news of our victory! Brothers, for father, for the emperor! Kill!"

fast!

The warriors in golden armor were reaching their peak. They were like golden lightning descending on the ground. They slaughtered the rat men on the street as easily as the roaring wind crushing the fallen leaves. The piled up corpses even flooded the ground. The smelly and dirty rat blood will be splashed under your feet!

However, the soldiers' armor was spotless, and the curses and hurricanes coming from the ground prevented any dirt from remaining on the armor's surface.Being machines to begin with, they are completely integrated with the armor. Whether it is nerve reaction or strength level, they far exceed those of the Astartes!

Mortals cannot see the movements of the Astartes, and the Astartes cannot see the movements of the Custodes!For these golden-armored warriors, as long as they wanted to, killing Astartes would not be more laborious than killing mortals!

This is the Forbidden Army!The legions of gods that exist only for the Emperor!

When had the Skaven ever seen such a military force?Being able to compete with the British Army, it was now a luxury for them to even flee. In front of the golden stream of light, their bodies were still running on the ground, but their heads had already flown into the air.

So they can only escape into buildings, sewers and caves, trying to use biological instincts to find an escape route for themselves.

But, how could Ohm not think of this?

The war dog's eyes emitted scanning red light, clearly detecting the underground pipes and caves.

The ground-penetrating bomb jointly developed by the Weasley twins of Gryffindor and Seamus Finnigan flew out of the projectile launcher on the back of the War Dog Titan, and the drill-shaped projectile was in the sky. It rotated through an extremely beautiful arc, landed heavily on the ground, and quickly rushed towards the depths of the ground.

"No matter the sky or the earth, nothing can stop my drill!"

These were Seamus' exact words, and he did exactly that.

When it breaks into the pipe, the compressed gas bottle in the ground-penetrating bomb will release a large amount of magical poison gas jointly developed by Slytherin's Hangram and other senior students. This gasified potion has one and only one function. , that is, to completely kill organisms at the cellular level through any means of contact.

As a result, those rat men who hid underground and thought they were safe soon found that they began to lose hair in large quantities, and large areas of red spots began to appear on their skin. The intense burning pain burned the rat men's nerves, causing them to They let out heart-rending screams and wails, even the plague monks in the clan who were good at using poison gas germs and the rat trolls with powerful physiques were no exception.

However, this behavior caused them to inhale more poisonous gas, and the erosion of the potion caused severe pain in their internal organs. Their throats and trachea even festered and fell off, and they were swallowed by themselves.

Soon, the red spots turned into sores flowing with pus. The rat people watched themselves rotting in the colorless and odorless gas. They were even deprived of the right to scream and could only die miserably in silence.

This is the poison of silence, a silent and painful weapon of massacre.

After confirming that the last breath of life had disappeared, the War Dog Titans aimed their melt spray guns at the mouth of the manhole where the poisonous gas was escaping, and at the same time ignited the extremely flammable poisonous gas!

In an instant, the entire underground space was filled with burning flames, and the rat man's festering corpse was instantly baked on the rock wall by the hot plasma.

Immediately afterwards, the remaining methane gas in the sewer was ignited by the flames, and its volume instantly increased exponentially and spread, cracking the streets that were already buried by the accumulation of corpses on the ground, and the manhole cover rose into the sky, and fell to an unknown place.

At this moment, the city that originally still had traces of human life was completely reduced to barbaric and desolate ruins.

Not far away, Ohm led the soldiers of the British Royal Army to watch this "Great Purge" here, watching the flames dye the sky a bloody red, listening to the earth groaning under the trampling of the divine machine, and feeling the The smell of dust and rust in the foehn's heat wave.

Ohm turned to look at the soldiers behind him, with a halo behind his head shining brightly. He said to these soldiers who looked shocked and confused: "Everyone, welcome to a new era! As you can see, I will lead my army The army regained the entire country and once again spread the light of humanity to the entire land! Now, it is time for you to offer your loyalty to me!"

The sky was woven with red clouds, draped behind Ohm like a cloak, coating his sacred golden armor with a layer of terrifying chill.

Yarick stared at Ohm's face for a long time with his single eye, pushed aside the hesitant soldiers around him and stepped out. Ignoring Chief of Staff Bernard's crazy look, he asked the people in front of him as if to strengthen his belief. Giant: "What do we ordinary people mean to you?"

Ohm recognized this brave one-eyed warrior, looked at the bloodshot iron-gray one-eye, and said loudly to everyone: "In the world I want to create, ordinary people, and only ordinary people, can Become the vested owner of all interests, the owner of all rights, and the bearer of all obligations. What you lose is just the shackles and imprisonment of the old order, but what you gain will be the entire world."

The bright halo of sunlight shines, and Ohm's unswerving will and faith radiate out endlessly, deeply engraved into the deepest hearts of these brave mortal soldiers.

They understood Ohm's ambition, understood Ohm's desire for dominance, and saw the stable, peaceful, and prosperous new era that Ohm envisioned!

"……I see."

Alex took half a step back, stood at attention and saluted: "Your Majesty!"

With the leader in hand, the soldiers all pressed their heels together, with their left arms close to the seams of their trousers, and their right palms pointed directly at their temples: "The Emperor is on top!!!"

It was only then that a sincere smile appeared on Ohm's face.

My dream finally started to move towards realization bit by bit...