Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

The warm yet cold rays of the sun once again shone on the land of London, driving away the filth and darkness.

So, it was dawn.

After the soldiers surrendered, Ohm's first task was to search the entire city and collect all the rat-man corpses that had not been completely annihilated to avoid the stench and plague caused by decay.

As a result, with the joint efforts of [-] mortal soldiers and [-] forbidden troops, a giant tower made entirely of rat-man corpses stood on the original site of Buckingham Palace.

In Alex's eyes, this rotten giant tower reaching the sky is exactly the same as the crumbling and extremely corrupt United Kingdom of Great Britain - from a distance, you can still feel the grandeur and grandeur of the past, but as soon as you get closer, you will be hit by this. The appalling stench filled my nose and face, and I wanted to burn it to the ground.

He and his comrades dumped the last load of Skaven corpses at the base of the giant tower. This was the last batch on the surface. Those underground would be assisted by small machines called servo-skulls and skeleton birds. Collect them and check to see if there are any remaining Skaven.

Soldiers prefer to call those flapping machines with human skull heads mourning birds, because their bony bodies always rise into the air from the cracks in the ground carrying ashes and putrid stench, while removing the rat-man's flesh from their claws. The corpse was pulled out of the ground, screaming loudly, reminding everyone that there were corpses that had not been cleaned up.

In comparison, the Holy Wings servitors are much cuter. These baby-sized little things not only have a pink and cute angelic appearance (psionic simulation), but they also help soldiers carry their firearms and deliver delicious food. (Old traditional hummus with white bread), cleaning up the dust on the soldiers, repairing the damaged clothes ("repaired as before"), even some soldiers whose nerves were broken by the war were reborn in their glory. Picked up the courage (a simple application of the Imperius Curse plus Reverse Legilimency) and felt like a true angel.

Angels surround the body, unstained by the mortal world, with supreme power and holy light passing through the soul.

It is also true that although the golden-armored giant repeatedly emphasized that he was not a god, it still did not affect some soldiers who had strong religious beliefs to sincerely beg from a certain Luojia who did not want to reveal his name. An "I"-shaped amulet with a skull emblem, and he threw the cross on his body into the towering corpse tower together with the rat-man corpse without hesitation.

Fuck you Jesus, I believe you, I haven’t seen you bless me for so many years, now I want to believe in the omnipotent Om Messiah!Just stay in this shit paradise with your virgin-playing daddy and lick each other's balls!

Lorgar's behavior was clearly seen by Horus. He wanted to step forward to remind him, but he was unwilling to destroy his father's majesty in front of mortals, so he remained silent.

It wasn't until the last soldier left happily holding the skull emblem that Horus raised his hand and pressed Lorgar's shoulder, carefully considering his words, and said: "017, if you do this, my father will not be happy."

"Of course I understand, 016." Luojia looked at the soldiers whose eyes suddenly dissipated fear and confusion, and let out a long sigh, "But what father needs now is stable rule, and mortals - please allow me to compare Radical rhetoric - mortals are really suitable to be controlled by religion. As long as they set up an idol, they will restrain themselves and set norms and standards for all their actions, just to get the god in their hearts. This is the favor of mortals, this is religion, this is the bad nature of human beings themselves, and it is the original ignorance."

"I don't understand, 017. Since you already understand the essence of religion, why do you still work tirelessly to compile the Book of Holy Words to maintain the existence of the Mechanicum?" Horus asked in shock.

Luojia chuckled, raised his hand and pointed eastward, pointing to the Vatican thousands of kilometers away, and asked: "016, do you think the Catholic Pope himself will believe in the existence of God?"

"...I understand." Horus looked at the mortals who looked at his father with reverence, "Believers who are not loved by the true god are really...so sad..."

Ohm didn't know all this, or even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

In the country he envisioned, human beings should have all equal freedoms, which naturally includes the freedom to believe in religion and not believe in religion.

When he asked 017 to found the Mechanicus, although he had not thought of such a far-reaching impact, it was just to give the villagers who were experiencing turmoil at that time some inner sustenance, so as not to project their faith to the heresy hidden in the deep and subspace.

However, since a large number of soldiers and people are now being brought under their command, restrictions on religion must be more stringent, and requirements on belief must be more relaxed.

Only in this way can Ohm ensure that his country will not become the second Vatican.

At this moment, he stood in front of the giant rat corpse tower rising into the sky and turned to face his army.

Surrounding the neatly arranged mortal army are the golden Imperial Guards, the astonishingly thick poison blade tanks like moving rocks, and the towering and majestic War Dog Titans.

Ohm could see the burning pride in the eyes of mortals. The supernatural troops around them that ordinary people could not imagine were actually their comrades fighting alongside them. This made them suddenly lose their fear of war.

With such a powerful military force and the leadership of such a heroic god, what kind of war can't be wiped out on this earth? What kind of anti-human forces can't be wiped out?

Absolutely not!

"My warriors!"

Ohm's head of black hair shot up to the sky like flames, his eyes were blazing with blazing light. He raised the giant sword burning with the red fire of Sanguinius in his hand, and the sound like a bell resounded clearly through every warrior. Beside the ear.

"Nine months ago, we were driven out of our home by rats and were forced to watch these blasphemous beasts kill all the helpless old, weak, women and children! You were forced to live under the command of stupid bureaucrats , fought these filthy things with life and blood, and paid a cruel price!"

"You were forced to lose your family, your land! You lost your limbs, and you lost the hope of living! You have lost too much because of the decisions of the corrupt upper class, but you are still bravely active on the front line! Please allow me I offer you my high respect for you. You have used your courage to compose a hymn that belongs to mankind! But today, just today!"

"Today! We regained this city. Today! We completely killed the dirty beasts. Today! We will not lose anything precious anymore. Also today! We will rebuild humanity on this ruined wasteland. of pure glory!"

Call God to protect!

The huge golden eagle soared from Ohm's chest, and its wings burning with blazing fire gently passed over everyone's heads, injecting unparalleled positive emotions and courageous hope into everyone's minds!

The soldiers began to shout spontaneously: "The Emperor! For the glory of mankind!"

The Imperial Guards bowed their heads in the eagle salute and chanted in a low voice: "God Emperor of the Earth, I swear to serve you. I will let you use me because I insist on my faith."

The Baneblade tank lowered its barrel, and the Warhound Titan lowered its head.They are all using their own way to show their loyalty to the Emperor who created everything and will conquer everything.

The sky eagle flapped its wings and drew a wonderful and perfect arc in the sky, turning into a sky-burning fire and igniting all the towering corpse towers.

Amidst the crackling sound of flesh being opened, Ohm suddenly heard a strange sound.

It's like a mighty sea of ​​blood rushing through the sky, like endless bones colliding with each other, like a brass war drum beating hard.

He turned his head.

I saw the brass throne standing on the top of the Skull Mountain.