Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

In the Emperor's eyes, the memories in Director Murphy's mind were revealed in front of Him in every detail, just like the No. 1 movie.

Whether as the police chief, he chose to collude with Wilt Horton, or after taking office, he used his power to snatch credit from his subordinates, or he frequently used addictive psychotropic drugs to rape underage girls and subordinates. …

Murphy Scott, every crime he committed is enough for him to receive the most severe trial under the legal system of the Sky Eagle Empire!

"You don't deserve my forgiveness."

Even though Director Murphy cried and knelt down in front of him, the Emperor's progress did not stop at all, and he walked directly past and walked towards the government building.

Behind Him, Murphy Scott, the chief of the CPD, was wrapped in psychic flames and burned to ashes. He was trampled under the feet of the people he had despised all his life. It spread evenly and could not be left behind. Any trace of its existence.

The police cars blocking the road were like empty paper boxes in front of the emperor's tidal wave of spiritual energy. They were wrapped in golden light and moved to both sides of the street. They could no longer stop the people's progress.

The psychic flames ignited the huge posters hanging down on the buildings on both sides. The hypocritical smile of the man in power was reduced to ashes in the cold firelight, just like the illusion of prosperity he created for false data, which was destroyed by the Emperor today. The journey has been trodden.

The people following the emperor could not help but applaud when they saw this scene.

They've had enough of having to pay the price for the policies and plans that Wilt Holden came up with. This idiot and the upper class not only wanted to suck the blood of all the poor people dry, but they also wanted to ride on them. Shit on the heads of civilians like them.

What's even more outrageous is that he specifically emphasized that they should eat this piece of shit!

From now on, under the leadership of the Emperor, there will no longer be fools who can use their selfish motives to interfere with the lives of the people.

The anthropomorphic brains of some officials and experts, who already lack IQ, can no longer give any extremely weak suggestions and guidance.

Those humanoid creatures who have climbed to high positions through connections and blood must also be expelled to their original positions.

Only in this way can society become better!

Thinking of this, people stared at the emperor's mountain-like back with more and more worship and reverence. Some people spontaneously shouted: "The Holy Spirit has come to the world, what a great God Emperor!"

The crowd was in a commotion, and everyone shouted praises from the bottom of their hearts, regarding the Emperor as the most holy person on earth and the true God in heaven!

This will not work.

Everything he did was not because of the supreme good of divinity, but just because he didn't want to see anyone suffer in his heart. It was that simple and straightforward.

The emperor frowned and slammed the Spear of the Sun on the ground in his hand, making a loud bell-like sound that instantly drowned out the people's shouts.

Turning around, looking at the adoring gazes in people's eyes, the emperor solemnly emphasized: "My subjects, I am neither a saint nor a god. Like everyone present, I am an ordinary person with parents, brothers, and close friends and lovers. Sincerely. Remember, gods will not send salvation, only people can save people! Release your hands that are clasped together in prayer and use them to hold onto the hope of life. This is what you should do for me."

As soon as these words came out, the crowd was quiet for a moment, and then a burst of whispers broke out. People looked at each other in surprise, and they all saw strange expressions in each other's eyes.

A being who is four meters tall, wearing thick gold armor, can revive the dead, can control fire and thunder, and has a halo behind his head, is telling himself sternly: He is not a god.

This... is really hard to convince...

However, since He asks so, then people like you should obey His wishes.

They lowered their heads and caressed their chests, shouting: "We will remember this!"

The Emperor sighed slightly in his heart and decided to wait until Chicago was captured and then ask Lorgar to come over and change the mindset of this group of people to the right path.

As for now, these people only need to follow closely behind him.

When the Emperor walked in front of the government building, tens of thousands of people followed behind him, blocking almost all the surrounding streets and intersections.Downstairs of the government building and in the sky, there were countless reporters and photographers, riding in broadcast trucks and helicopters, broadcasting this unprecedented scene live to people in the city and even the country.

The Emperor ignored the overt and covert cameras. Although a small psychic spark could turn these delicate and fragile machines into charcoal, he did not do so.

In other words, it is also in His plan to show His power to all of America through these lenses.

The marching crowd stopped and stood on the street, forming a sea of ​​silence. They stared angrily at the poster of Wilt Horton on the government building, wishing to kill the man on it who had brought them misery and pain. Eaten alive!

They are waiting, waiting for that being who is as dazzling as the sun to bring strict and fair judgment to the sinners on the poster!

The earth and stone beneath the Emperor's feet rose up. He stood on the high platform and said loudly: "Wilt Horton, your stupidity has pushed your people to death, and your tyranny has turned your city into hell! You Everything you do is for your selfish desires, and everything you want never considers the suffering people! Show up and accept your judgment!"

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Inside the government building, a blond secretary in a women's suit quickly walked through the thickly carpeted corridor, eagerly opened the door to the mayor's office, and shouted into the dark room: "Mayor Horton! Someone is here. A parade is held in front of the government!”

"I know."

Holden knelt in front of a strange statue behind his desk, clasped his hands in front of his chest reverently, and said calmly without looking back: "Don't worry about them, just let the cold wind of winter blow in for a few hours. Those hot-headed pariahs will naturally disband.”

"But...but..."

The secretary did not dare to raise his eyes to look at the statue with seven heads, seven eyes, seven arms, seven fingers, seven bodies, seven tails, and seven pairs of wings. He hesitated and said: "The leader said, He wants to see you."

"What is his identity? What is my identity? Is he worthy of meeting me?"

Holden sneered at the secretary's words. His small eyes, almost submerged by the squeeze of fat, looked at the statue in front of him obsessively. His desire for life and respect for the gods were rippling in them: "Starve to death, freeze to death, die of illness, poison." Death...corpse! I need more corpses, more pain, more disease! Only in this way can the merciful Father give me eternal life, free me from the curse of the tumor in the skull cavity, and let me become this Gods who carry out the will of the loving father in the world! Those untouchables will become my sacrifices to the loving father, and their souls will surround me into that beautiful garden... Oh! Yes, yes! Sevenfold curse, sevenfold Chronic illness, seven blessings!”

As Holden prayed fervently, the strange statue bloomed with a vibrant green light. Under this light, countless souls who died in pain became visible to the naked eye.

They were all civilians who died with the desire for life. They had no ability to resist the light blooming from the statue. They couldn't wait to fly away, wanting to fall into the arms of the weird statue!

This strange sight made the blonde secretary retreat in horror. She found that her skin became swollen and loose under the light. Unbearable itching and pain swept through her nerves, including abscesses, ulcers, necrosis, etc. A series of symptoms all appeared on her body!

Every time she takes a step back, an organ on her body will fall off due to decay, and a deformed organ will replace its original position, or it may be a long and wriggling forked tentacle, or it may be bright and swollen as if it will burst at any time. Pustules, or even a big mouth full of cavities.

When she took seven steps back, her whole body turned into a deformed monster that was swollen and green. Her beautiful blond hair was just on top of the monster's head, which looked so ridiculous.

Not only her, the influence of this green light was completely independent of the gap between the floor and the wall. Everyone in the entire government building was cared for by the loving father squatting in the subspace. Within seven seconds, He completely lost his human form inside and turned into a monster that only knew how to groan, squirm, spit and spit out pus.

As for Wilt Horton, he exploded into a ball of gravy immediately and merged with the strange sculpture. Under the influence of the power of reality distortion, he quickly expanded and swelled, forming a dark green monster.

Above the stubby legs is a distended and broken belly, with intestines and feces flowing out. The fat arms hold a huge rotten sword and a rotten pastoral bell respectively. The two horns on the head are like some kind of mutated fungi. , the big mouth like a millstone is filled with countless rotten teeth and squirming fly maggots.

It licked its rotten purple lips with its long tongue covered with herpes, looked at its giant body that was almost the same as its great loving father, and laughed with satisfaction: "I am Singed Fei! The stupidity of real space Everyone, listen to the message of my loving father! The so-called technology and hard work are—"

The surrounding floors suddenly shattered, and cold spiritual flames poured out from the cracks, shooting out with sharp and sharp light like thunder, enveloping the stones and collapsing towards its body, forcibly saying what it wanted to say. The words pushed back!

The most important thing is that Singed Fei suddenly discovered that under the burning of flames and thunder, he was not only unable to activate the power of subspace, but also completely severed the eternal connection with his loving father!

This discovery shocked it so much that even its skin was no longer that green. Having lost its support, it screamed in horror: "What's going on!"

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The five fingers of the lightning claw on the emperor's left arm tightened one by one, and the powerful psychic energy enveloped and squeezed the entire government building. Under the shocked eyes of the media and the people, it was pulled up from the ground and crushed to pieces!

Feeling the subspace demons appearing in it dying in agony with unwilling howls, and being purified into pure ownerless subspace energy in the flames, the Emperor gently raised his right arm, and the two-headed eagle flapped its wings from his palm. While spreading the golden feather light to isolate the influence of Nurgle's divine power, he swallowed the pure subspace energy into his belly.

Suddenly, the emperor clearly felt that his subspace projection had grown a little bit more.

But just thinking that this energy came from a walking and talking stool still made the emperor feel a queasy desire, but he quickly adjusted his emotions and turned to face the adoring people. He raised the Spear of the Sun high and said loudly: "People! Come with me and take office in Chicago!"