Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

Lightning flashed outside the window, and the golden power of heaven fell straight down from the thick clouds like an iron curtain. The loud sound produced by penetrating the air instantly shattered the glass. These fine and sharp transparent fragments scattered and crackled. There are thorns on the wall with rotten and peeling wallpaper, a floor covered with stains and mildew, a bench splattered with blood, and...

On thick, pale, wrinkled shoulders.

Scarlet blood flowed out, but the owner of the shoulder seemed not to feel any pain and just continued to walk forward with heavy steps.

The huge machete was held in the hand of this "person", and he dragged it on the ground casually, dragging a long track on the PVC floor of Beacon Hospital. The harsh friction sound was low and hoarse. This knife was enough for one person. It can also be seen how terrifying the weight of the tall rough machete is!

With such a heavy weapon, the "person" who uses it is naturally extremely strong.

Its exposed upper body was wrapped in bloodless skin, and its lower body was only covered with an apron covered with bloodstains of varying shades. Its thick and well-developed muscles were as tight as twisted steel wires, climbing like vines. The spreading blue and black blood vessels clearly shine through from under the white to almost transparent skin.

And its head - if that thing can still be called a head, is wrapped in a huge geometric metal creation.

This instrument-like thing was made of thick steel plates, thick hinges, and densely arranged thick rivets. The burr-like edges pressed heavily on his shoulders, leaving both shoulders covered in blood and flesh. Bones can be seen.

It is hard to imagine how, with such a thing on its head, it can see the outside environment, and how it can endure the darkness and occlusion inside.

Fortunately, this big guy who is more than two meters tall doesn't care about this at all. He only cares about how to complete his only responsibility as quickly as possible-to execute anyone who breaks into the Beacon Hospital!

This is it, the executioner of Lighthouse Hospital - Triangle Head!

It likes executions and enjoys the screams of those who are tortured by it. The painful emotions and vicious curses that escape will only make it stronger.

Although he hasn't seen its target this time, Triangle Head can't help but secretly calculate it in his heart.

Is it like before, tearing off all the skin of the prey like taking off clothes?Or use the spiked fence around the hospital to pierce the flesh of the prey and torture it with continuous blood loss and uninterrupted severe pain?Or should we simply cut him in half with the machete in our hand?

It’s really hard to choose~

Um...wait a minute...

This is...the breath of a living person!

The huge metal helmet turned slightly toward the stairs, and the triangular head's pace suddenly accelerated a lot.

Evil spirits are very sensitive to the breath of living people, and Triangle Head's sensitivity to the breath of life is several times that of ordinary evil spirits.

This is also the reason why it was selected by "that Lord", given power, and became the executioner.

Listening to the deliberately suppressed cautious footsteps coming from the stairwell, the triangle-headed man held the handle of the machete with both hands and silently hid behind the wall outside the stairwell, standing with his back pressed against the wall.

This is a blind spot in the field of vision. If you want to observe this place, you can only stick your head out and observe.

And as long as the prey dares to poke its head out, he can raise his knife and cut off his head directly!

Even if the prey doesn't plan to stay on this floor and chooses to continue going up, this position can also make it easier for him to follow him up without anyone noticing, and suddenly show up to attack the prey when he thinks he is in a safe environment.

Just like the guys with rifles in their hands who were executed last time, they were attacked by a sneak attack at the moment when they thought they were safe. The twisted expression of extreme fear is simply the sweetest dessert in the world!

The triangular head raised the machete in his hand high above his head, and his muscular body showed the best posture to exert force. The face blocked by the steel helmet projected a blazing gaze that almost burned the iron surface.

Closer, closer.

Although the footsteps were well hidden, and they were very cautious every time they lifted and fell, making almost no sound, they still couldn't escape the ears of the triangular head!

The triangle head is very excited. The more cautious a guy is, the more fear he can provide when he is caught.

After being hungry for so many days, it was finally full.

Five steps to go...four steps to go...three steps, two steps!

Come closer, come closer!Just get a little closer and poke your head out, and I can chop off your head!

Every muscle on the triangular-headed body was tense, protruding from the pale skin one by one. It was like an ancient Greek sculpture, full of power and explosive power.

however……

The sound of footsteps suddenly disappeared just one step away from the stairs.

?

The triangular head was confused. It calculated that the prey would poke its head and continue walking up, but it never expected that the prey would disappear out of thin air.

It's like it never existed.

In a sense, Triangle Head was damn right.

Because the one who steps forward is never a prey.

Rather, the Emperor's Angel of Death!

There was an explosion, and the whirling chain sword slashed through the wall. The whirling saw teeth exploded into a stream of dazzling sparks on the triangular-headed helmet, leaving dozens of deep scratches in just an instant!

The triangular head was horrified. It had always been the only one to ambush its prey. Why did the prey today want to kill it, the hunter? !

It immediately turned around, keeping its body away from the wall, and at the same time, the raised machete slashed at the chain sword that penetrated the wall.

Despicable prey, go to hell with your weapons!

The 330-pound machete penetrated the wall, slashed down without any hesitation, and directly chopped open the cracks in the wall.

And behind the wall... let alone a corpse, there wasn't even anyone!

"It's so slow it almost makes me yawn."

A voice came from behind the triangular head. Without any hesitation, the machete that had cut into the ground immediately changed the direction of the blade, twisted its waist and exerted force, and slashed horizontally towards the back!

clang!

There was a muffled sound, and the machete that the triangular head was proud of and had no object was blocked by a palm.

No... not even one hand... but just used his thumb and little finger to hold the back of the machete in the direction it was coming from!

The triangular head looked up in astonishment at the metal giant in front of him, who looked more like an evil spirit than it did. The cold winter wind blew into the lighthouse hospital from the broken window, carrying the teeth and sharp teeth from various magical creatures on the armor. The claws shook slightly, exuding an indescribably strong smell of blood.

"The knife is good, she should like it."

Harry lowered his head and looked at the triangle-shaped helmet that had been attached to the chain sword. Although it was scarred, it was basically intact, and there was a hint of smile in his voice.

"And your helmet belongs to me now."

The chainsaw roars!

The "Great White Shark" type double-edged chain saw rose up, biting into the left rib of the triangular head, and slashing out from the right shoulder. The so-called executioner was executed with an unqualified cut in half!

With a low and dull sound like a bell, the upper body of the triangular head fell to the ground. It watched helplessly as the armored giant in front of it took away the machete from its hand, walked over and stomped on its chest.

Harry stretched out his hand and grasped the protrusions on the triangular helmet, pulled hard with his arm, and easily took off the triangular helmet and the triangular head from the cavity!

"Blood sacrifice to the golden throne, head to the emperor!"