Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

Italy, Jerusalem.

This country within a country, which is not even one-tenth the size of Oxford University, is currently being besieged by [-] soldiers from the Sky Eagle Empire.

If it weren’t for the earth-type blessers who were constantly raising earth and rocks from the ground to build a towering barrier dozens of meters thick, and then the diamond-type blessers would transform the outer layer of the barrier into ultra-high hardness and toughness. Diamond, just that poison blade tank that fires 24 hours a day, is enough to kill the entire army of gods in their city on the spot!

The soldiers of the Army of Gods carefully poked their heads out from behind the barrier to observe, only to find that the steel giant that looked like a land aircraft carrier showed no sign of fatigue, and every thick barrel on it was spitting out angry flames. , as if a self-sufficient arsenal is installed in its body, and the ammunition will never be used up in a lifetime!

At this moment, the one-eyed man standing on top of the giant tank and wearing a big-brimmed hat raised his head keenly. The red light in his eyes instantly locked onto the soldier who was leaning on the city wall. The explosive in his left hand The shotgun jerked up.

boom!

This explosive bomb almost grazed the helmet of the Army of God soldier. If he hadn't reacted quickly and retracted behind the wall, his head would have been hit by the explosive bullet like his colleagues. There is no scum left.

But, so what if you escaped?

The machine soul of the bolt gun is extremely angry at these so-called sons of gods who dare to covet the territory of the Wan Machine God!

The exploding bomb automatically made a large circle in the sky, driven by the promethium flame at its tail.

The other soldiers on the city wall felt lucky to see the scout soldier still touching the black marks on his helmet. The next moment, it suddenly exploded into a ball of blood mist!

Not only that, when the bomb exploded, a thick white mist also spread out. Not to mention the dozens of ordinary soldiers around who were responsible for monitoring the city wall could only watch their hands, feet and bodies melting in the mist. The rammed earth and stone city walls have been corroded into huge potholes!

Hellfire explosive bullets can not only cause effective damage to living organisms, but also produce a large amount of acidic mist after the explosion, achieving the effect of killing enemies on a large scale. They are the best choice for reducing the number of enemies. They have been praised by Ya Rui The political commissar's high preference!

"This, this is too outrageous!" A soldier who was a little further away was lucky enough to escape, but seeing the miserable death of his companion was enough to destroy his fighting spirit.

He held his head in his hands, huddled in the corner, and murmured to himself: "The cannon that never stops, the bullets that can kill dozens of people in one blow, and the skeletons burning with blue flames... We It’s impossible to win, how can we win?!”

"Shut up!" The chaplain slapped the soldier on the cheek with the Bible in his hand. "The enemy must have used blasphemous rituals and borrowed the power of the devil to suppress us into the city! But it doesn't matter. , because God is still watching us! Come and pray with me: How great, Lord, you are the supreme and good being, the embodiment of all the great powers in the world!”

Political Commissar Yarick did use some tricks to allow the Arrogant Fortress under him to carry out 50-hour bombardment with a storage capacity of 24 rounds.

He read Pope Paul's letter to Hogwarts intact, word for word, to the machine spirit of the Fortress of Pride.

The machine soul fell into an uncontrollable rage on the spot. With all the crew members escaping, it automatically bombarded the diamond barrier in front of it all day and night.

As for where those extra shells came from... don't be so clear about the machine soul.

Hearing the pastor's words, the soldier covered his face and showed a sad smile: "It's useless, Pastor... My father, brother, and even my son... they all died in this war. , died under the enemy’s gunfire... If this war is really God’s will, then now, God, the old man, has abandoned us without a doubt!”

"you!"

A look of rage suddenly appeared on the priest's well-maintained old face. He pulled out a pure gold Beretta 1915 from under the clergyman's robe and shot the soldier through the head.

When the soldier fell, confusion and relief shone in his eyes.

"Promoting heretical theories is a crime worthy of death!"

The priest roared with an almost ferocious expression, pointing the pistol in his hand at the soldiers around him one by one: "What are you looking at here? You people have heard the heretical words. Kneel down and pray quickly, and ask God to treat you." Forgiveness of guilt!”

Under the threat of bullets, these soldiers could only kneel down obediently. While carefully glancing at the pistol in the priest's hand out of the corner of their eyes, they praised their worship and yearning for Jehovah in their loudest voices.

It was as if as long as the sound was loud enough, the sound of artillery fire constantly exploding on the barrier would cease to exist. It was full of self-deception.

The pastor opened his arms and shouted loudly to the sky: "O God! My Lord! I am your most humble servant. I pray to you with all my sincerity. Please open your eyes and see this place swept by the war." Come to the world! Please give us the courage to face the enemy, the wisdom to deal with the enemy, and the strength to defeat the enemy! I will offer you 77 pure virgins, 77 virgins and virgins, 77 strong livestock, please guide us, Lower your light!"

It seemed that his sincerity and commitment moved someone sitting on the clouds. A vibrant green light condensed in the sky, shining like a morning star, and fell straight down towards the direction of the priest.

The pastor pointed at the green morning star in the sky and shouted excitedly: "Look! God has answered my prayer! From today on, I am also a well-wisher!"

"Welcome to the shepherd to become a saint..."

The soldiers pressed their foreheads against the ground and stretched their hands forward, palms facing the sky.

They issued uniform prayers and blessings, but how many of them were sincere and how many were forced... I'm afraid only they themselves know.

The pastor raised his hands piously, and the green light full of vitality had occupied all his thoughts. He didn't even notice that the Bible he had been reading for many years fell to the ground.

He only has one thing on his mind right now, and that is to obtain this god-given power and become a well-wisher under the pope and among thousands of people!

By then, he can do whatever he wants!

suddenly--

A pure white meteor shot from the eastern sky, smashing the emerald green morning star into pieces!

The meteor drew a beautiful arc in the sky, suddenly shattered the cone-shaped sonic barrier, swooped towards the ground, and landed straight outside the barrier without making a single sound.

The priest's mouth and eyes opened uncontrollably to their maximum size, and the chance to become a superhuman was wiped away from his eyes. How could he not be angry? !

But...but!

He lay on the city wall and looked at the handsome man who gently touched the front armor of the giant tank with his palm. He was wearing golden armor, with huge pure white wings on his back, and his head was full of gilded hair. His heartbeat suddenly reached An astonishing 180 beats per minute!

Angel, a real angel!

Although some well-wishers can also grow wings behind their backs, that kind of transcendent divinity is absolutely incomparable to the existence in front of them!

The ancient legend once again came true in front of the priest's eyes!

"Please calm down your anger, my brother. Your body is whining. I sincerely suggest that you conduct a thorough inspection and replacement of all parts of your body after the battle. The next thing..."

Sanguinius gently comforted the machine spirit of the Arrogant Bastion, and nodded kindly to Commissar Arrick standing on the front armor, and when he turned to face the towering diamond wall, the gentle and friendly His expression suddenly disappeared.

The Spear of Telesto glowed with pale psychic light in his hand, the Archangel held the spear in his hand, and the bright and warm light of morning burst out from his body!

"Leave it to me!"

Holy Blood Prayer·Sky Round Dance!