Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

Our Sheqi family will never give in!

Inuyama Ga wanted to say this, but the severe pain in his wrist caused by the explosive repulsion, and the cold and stern eyes on the metal skull in front of him... most importantly, the caliber that was almost on his head was exaggerated. The super-large firearm that could be inserted into with his fist made him let go of Onimaru Kunitsuna's hand after a few tenths of a second of hesitation.

The metal skull with the lightning-shaped carvings on its forehead didn't express anything, and the hand holding the bolt gun didn't tremble at all. It just released the index finger and thumb holding the blade, letting it go. It was extremely precious for the Japanese mixed race. The alchemical sword fell onto the thick and soft carpet of the Extended Lincoln.

He opened the car door and tilted his head towards the parents of the eight Sheqi families in the car. The meaning was self-evident.

"Look, what did I say?"

Egg stood up first, stretching his slender body with a narrow and mocking smile on his face: "You guys always have a sense of confidence and pride that you don't know where it comes from. It seems that as long as you are strong enough, you can cover up the stupidity of your actions. I always feel that everything is under control, as if there is nothing that you can't take advantage of, and there is nothing that you can't calculate. It's so ridiculous!"

She jumped out of the car and stood by the car door. She bowed slightly and stretched out her hands, guiding the direction like a waiter. However, the words in her mouth were not polite at all: "What are you idiots waiting for? Get off the car to see us. Be the emperor!"

The heads of the eight Sheqi families had their teeth shattered, but they looked at each other and then at the man leaning on the seat, as limp as a poisonous snake that had its spine removed. Masamune Tachibana could only sigh and walked out of the Extended Lincoln resignedly.

It was only then that they discovered that the hybrids under their command had been firmly controlled by metal skeletons that appeared from nowhere.

In front of a bolt gun, no matter what level of hybrid they are, they can only be knocked down with a basic amount of ammunition.

The inhuman bloodline they were so proud of lost all pride in front of these human creations!

Even though some people would rather die than obey, their limbs were directly twisted off, and their limp hands and feet were directly tied up as ropes, lying on the ground like New Year pigs.

Judging from their extremely distorted faces, it was obvious that they were in great pain, but no matter how they screamed and screamed, parents like Inuyama Ga could not hear a single sound.

Cold sweat ran down Fuma Kotaro's forehead. His word spirit was Kamaitachi with serial number 59.Although this low-serial number Kotaro is not very aggressive, it can give Fuma Kotaro a hearing that far exceeds biological limits, and he has developed it to the extreme during his decades of ninja career.

Even if he didn't expand Kamamaita's territory, the gray-haired old ninja could still hear the flapping of butterfly wings dozens of meters away.

But even so, he couldn't hear even a trace of wailing from his men, as if he was suddenly deaf!

Death in silence is the most terrifying thing.

"Don't look at it, it's just a little magic."

Egg pushed Fuuma Kotaro's back hard... but he didn't push. As a female rat-man, she had no advantage in strength, let alone a fully developed hybrid, but this did not affect her. He said quite proudly: "In the Sky Eagle Empire, even teenagers can use magic spells to eliminate their own bodies and voices. You ninjas have passed down centuries of technology like treasures. In our empire, Humans seem to be worthless!”

Yi Ge's extremely proud tone aroused the dissatisfaction of Sakurai Nanami. She sarcastically said in Japanese: "You, a mutated thing, do you deserve to call yourself a human?"

"Of course I was an inhuman existence before, but with the recognition of His Majesty the Emperor, my people and I have the noble status of legal demi-humans in the empire!"

Yi Ge also said in Japanese, her hands folded on her chest, imitating the two-headed eagle on the empire's national emblem, her black and translucent eyes full of admiration and piety: "Your Majesty is the greatest being in the world, his wisdom and thoughts It’s beyond the reach of you hybrids!”

Just as Sakurai Nanami was about to retort, an invisible pressure suddenly enveloped her body.

Not just her, but the other four heads of the Sheqi Eight Family all felt this familiar yet unfamiliar pressure at the same time, as if the blood flow in their bodies was stagnant!

It's him!

Inuyama Ga and Fuma Kotaro looked at each other, and both saw the surprise in the other's eyes.

In just a few hours, that powerful existence seemed to have taken a big step towards becoming a "god"!

At the same time, all the surrounding metal skeletons knelt down on one knee and shouted: "See the Emperor, the eagle will not fall!"

"Flat body."

As a calm and calm voice sounded, the black-haired giant clad in golden light appeared in front of the heads of the eight Sheqi families. His appearance was so sudden, but it seemed as if he had been standing here since eternity. , it is simply contradictory to the extreme.

And when they looked into those eyes that were radiating spiritual light, they felt a coldness that was almost like a blizzard that almost destroyed their souls. They quickly lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at the emperor's face.

Completely different than a few hours ago!

If the emperor at that time came to Japan with the mentality of a winter safari, at this time he had the will to conquer everything he saw, and he no longer had any thoughts of fun and leisure!

At this time, he is the true emperor.

Ohm looked at the Sheqi family in front of him whose heads were suppressed by his own spiritual energy. He tilted his head slightly and said to the tall and thin middle-aged man next to him: "Robert, I will leave this island to you to take care of it." Is there a problem with these shepherds of mixed races and ordinary people?”

Robert Guilliman's body, which was suffering from severe lung disease, has improved a lot under the influence of the potion. Some muscles have finally been attached to his tall frame, unlike when he was taken away from the village of St. Catchpol. He was so skinny and skinny when he was rescued.

He looked at the words recording the history of the eight Sheqi families on the parchment held up by the servo skull next to him, and there was obvious disgust for hybrids on his face.

These guys who regard themselves as a species above human beings cannot make this retired military officer even remotely fond of him.

Robert knew that His Majesty the Emperor brought him here as a high recognition of his experience and skills in business management.Even so, he still said honestly: "Your Majesty, please forgive my incompetence and fragility. It is really a heavy task that my weak body cannot bear to completely subdue these creatures with alien blood."

Ohm didn't comment on Robert's refusal and just said: "005, come to me."

The servitor with a lightning-shaped scratch on his head immediately walked quickly to Ohm and knelt down on one knee: "I am waiting for your dispatches and orders at any time, my majesty."

Ohm didn't say anything, and directly pressed his palm on the head of the servitor. The light in his eyes escaped and poured into the metal body like a tide.

The brilliance shines brightly.

The much vitality gained from the destruction of Tokyo was injected into 005's body at this moment, causing his body that reflected the metallic brilliance to begin to grow and change, with copper-colored skin and long dark hair flowing down.

As the light faded away, the person kneeling in front of Ohm was no longer a cold metal skeleton, but a tall and strong man wearing golden armor!

His sharp eyes are sharper than an eagle's, and his body is stronger than a galloping horse. The lightning-shaped tattoo diagonally slashing down from his forehead gives his face a unique look that belongs to the prairie. breath.

Looking at those eyes that seemed to be able to see through the sky, Ohm said: "I gave you a name. From today on, you will be the long whip in my hand for herding. Use your sharp blade to become my whip and control the empire. Frontier. Arise, my son, O Chagatai."