Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

"It turns out that the Raven Guard was trained by you, so all the problems are solved. Grand Inquisitor Moody, whether it is by the standards of an Auror or an inquisitor, you are a respectable warrior. Please allow me to pay you my respects."

Sanguinius saluted meticulously, then jumped up, gracefully and powerfully stretched his huge wings in the sky, and shot towards the central city of the Vatican amidst the explosion of the sound barrier.

Moody's eyes burning with blue magical flames looked at Sanguinius's back and chuckled: "This boy is much more lovable than his arrogant father..."

The wind blew through the gaps between Sanguinius's wings, and the lines of each feather were woven into natural runes, bringing with them various powerful and powerful magical effects.

Because he was traveling in a straight line, there was no need to change directions and kill the well-wishers along the way, so with just one flapping of his wings, the Emperor's Archangel instantly exceeded five times the speed of sound and fell straight into the square in front of the Pope's Hall like a meteor!

With a loud noise, the marble floor beneath Sanguinius' feet exploded, and the concussive smoke even enveloped his entire figure.

The well-wishers who were guarding the Pope's Hall immediately stood up and threw their various abilities at the giant in the smoke.

Wind blades, fireballs, water cannons, ground thorns, thunder and lightning, glue, nails...etc., all kinds of long-range attacks were thrown at the mysterious man in the smoke.

These seemingly ordinary attacks, with the smallest power, can directly penetrate a twenty centimeter thick cement wall, and the attacks launched by the strongest few well-wishers can shatter steel of the same thickness!

The eyes of the well-wishers were filled with the joy of witnessing the death of God.

Even an angel would definitely feel resentful if he was besieged by them so powerfully——

The huge wings suddenly came out of the smoke and dust, just a slight flap.

The wind is blowing!The oncoming strong wind not only made the well-wishers fall to the ground irresistibly, but also blew the attacks they projected away!

The power possessed by these well-wishers is as weak and ridiculous as ants in front of the Archangel.

Sanguinius slowly stood up straight with his strong body that was over three meters tall. On the pair of snow-white wings that were nearly six meters long when unfolded, each wing was shining with pale spiritual light. That was his soul. After traveling in the subspace, you can master the power yourself!

Psychic!This comes from the subspace and is enough power to distort reality!

And Sanguinius, after sacrificing his body and almost all his soul for his father, under the shroud of the warm and cold sun, successfully accepted his projection in the subspace and became a manipulator of psychic energy. One of them!

Looking at the well-wishers who had offended him in front of him, Sanguinius's face as handsome as a god was full of calm. He said: "People who have been deceived by false gods, give up your indifferent resistance, kneel down and repent of your sins. I can grant you a peaceful and quick death."

The well-wishers looked at each other, and one of them shouted: "For Paul III! For going to heaven! For the 72 virgins! Kill the devil disguised as an angel in front of you!"

Immediately, these well-wishers wearing white armor and holding silver crosses in their hands suddenly got up from the ground as if they had been injected with chicken blood, and rushed towards Sanguinius with roars.

Sanguinius watched the rat who was the first to let out a war cry quietly hide in the Pope's hall, and immediately threw the Spear of Telesto in his hand, killing the rat who thought he was hiding in a perfect place. The agitator was nailed to the ground.

"He has no weapons!"

The well-wishers roared excitedly, and the charging speed increased a lot, as if the archangel who had lost his spear had become a lamb to be slaughtered.

There are even more well-wishers who want to pull out the Spear of Telesto that is piercing the ground and take this unparalleled divine weapon as their own.

But as soon as their palms came into contact with the spear body, they were instantly ignited by a trace of spiritual energy from the Emperor himself and turned into a blazing human-shaped torch. They slowly scorched and collapsed amidst extremely painful wails, until they were burned. Until it becomes a puddle of inorganic salt that goes away with the wind.

Those who took the initiative to get close to Sanguinius died even more miserably and unrestrainedly.

Even without weapons, the Archangel is the ninth son of the Emperor. Every muscle fiber in his three-meter-tall body is carefully forged using a technique similar to refining the Philosopher's Stone. The great power contained in it is, It is even more powerful than you can imagine!

As long as Sanguinius holds the body of the Blesser, he can easily crush, tear, and crush them.Even the punches and kicks he throws at will are enough to smash those well-wishers who can turn their bodies into earth, stone or metal and claim to be indestructible into bloody pieces on the ground!

The arms of a well-wisher whose whole body was wrapped in steel turned into long and narrow blades, and he suddenly jumped up from behind Sanguinius and slashed towards the pair of pure white wings.

In his opinion, as long as these wings are cut off, the angel's mobility can be restricted to the greatest extent!

However, before he made this attack, the wings had already moved.

Although it looks very much like a living organism and has the softness and warmth unique to living organisms, it is a supernatural creation made entirely of metal clusters. It is a supreme creation that even the Emperor believes cannot be replicated. Excellent product!

It can be wings, it can be a shield, and when someone wants to attack Sanguinius from behind, it is the sharpest blade.

Accompanied by the faint sound of breaking wind, Sanguinius folded his wings and the well-wisher, whose whole body was wrapped in steel, fell to the ground in a daze. Until he took two steps forward, the blessing that penetrated his body The pain and distorted vision made him realize that he had been cut into four parts vertically.

When the assassin fell to the ground and died, a well-developed and swollen well-wisher in front of Sanguinius pulled out the Roman-style marble pillars around the square from the ground and swung it directly at the archangel's head. passed.

Sanguinius raised his hand and smashed the stone pillar with a casual punch. He suddenly stepped forward, holding the two arms of the muscle-strengthened blesser with one hand, and curled his fingers with the other hand, aiming at the blesser. Head: "Why choose useless resistance?"

Before the well-wisher could answer, the archangel's finger had already popped out.

boo.

There was a sound like a soap bubble bursting, and the muscle-strengthened blesser's skull, which could withstand cannonballs, was directly broken into pieces by this finger, and the spots were scattered on the frightened faces of the surrounding blessers.

At this moment, they finally knew what kind of opponent they were facing!

No...this is not an opponent, but an executioner!They were the lambs who stepped into the execution ground from the beginning. No matter how they resisted and struggled, they could not change the result that they would be killed!

Looking at the expressions of these sinners, there was no trace of pity in the angel's clear eyes. He just raised his bloody index finger in front of his lips: "Shh... It's too late to beg for mercy now. All the unpardonable sinners, Please allow me to guide you to the shortcut to hell!"

"Fuck...fight!"

The fear in the eyes of the well-wishers turned into rage at this moment. They summoned up the most powerful strength and courage in their lives, pushed the blessings they had received to the extreme, and rushed towards Sanguinius!

kill!As long as he kills this angel, he still has a chance to live!

If you don't kill the angel, you will only die more miserably and painfully if you don't fulfill the Pope's order!

They have all seen how the Pope punishes those blessings who fail to fulfill his orders, so they are so loyal because Pope Paul III has absolute control over their blessings!

Everyone for one·"ALLFORONE"

This is what Pope Paul III received from God!

Seeing the well-wishers in front of him who were just rushing toward him without any clues, Sanguinius shook his head slightly.

The tragedy of these people was doomed from the day they began to believe in this evil religion that dehumanizes humanity.

He must remind his father that his Mechanicus cannot become the same existence as this religion.

With his mind spinning, Sanguinius simply spread his wings in the face of the various attacks coming from the ground.

He leaned down slightly, and his strong and powerful legs exerted force at the same time!

Sulfone——

The archangel instantly broke through the sound barrier, passed through the crowd, and landed heavily in front of the door of the Pope's Hall.

He reached out and casually pulled out the Spear of Telesto that was pierced into the ground, casually shook off the blood stained on his wings, and walked towards the depths of the Pope's Hall.

And behind him, no matter how powerful the attack or how hard the body was, they were all cut open by the pair of wings behind him at the same time!

All, cut in half!

Amid the painful wails of the well-wishers, the archangel stepped into the building built by humans specifically to praise the so-called God. He pointed the spear in his hand at the man sitting on the high papal throne and said loudly: "Paul III, I'm here to kill you!"