Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

Facing the Emperor's ship, which was powerful enough to cut through the sky, Khorne stood straight on the spot, showing no intention of escaping at all. There was even a look of disdain clearly visible in his eyes that were spewing flames. :"poor and weak!!!"

When the true words are spoken, the space is shattered!

The power of reality distortion flows freely, and the slaughter of all things comes out, and the giant ship of the Lamenter is cut in half with one blow!

Khorne howled and roared, and the fists wrapped in iron armor were like cannonballs, slamming into the broken chest of the Punisher Titan. The fire from the depths of hell burst out instantly, directly blowing the Titan's body apart!

The Punisher Titan fell heavily to the ground with the upper body of the castle on its back, splashing out huge waves of earth. Only half of the Weeper giant ship was left, and it was inserted diagonally on the top of the mountain in the distance.

The emperor's body has been completely reduced to bones, although his consciousness still remains in it. If it were not wrapped in those thick pipes, he has no doubt that his skull would fly out in this strong impact, and even his whole skull would fly out. The body will fall apart immediately.

Beyond that, His heart was filled with doubts.

Khorne actually refers to himself as one of his kind?

What kind of existence is the “circulation” He speaks of?

What is my true identity...?

……

A large number of questions, like bubbles in soda, kept pouring out from the bottom of the emperor's mind, exploding with a bang!

Every question has no clue, every train of thought is extremely stagnant.

As long as you think deeply about these issues, you will feel as if your soul is torn from the middle. One becomes a flesh-and-blood Ohm in the real space with relatives and friends, and the other becomes a flesh-and-blood Ohm in the subspace. The cold, cruel, bloodless and tearless emperor!

At this moment, amidst the moaning of the earth cracking, Khorne walked up to the wreckage of the Punisher Titan, reached out and grasped the metal head, and with the harsh sound of metal breaking, pulled it out of the chest. come out.

Looking at the skeleton sitting on the golden throne, Khorne's face hidden behind the black iron mask showed a look of nostalgia for a moment, but it was immediately covered up by eternal rage and hatred, and he roared: " This is your unchangeable end!!! Plunge me into eternal silence! Emperor!!!"

The blood and fire are burning wildly!

The Emperor watched as the pipes and wiring around him exploded and melted in the hellfire, listened to the metal body irreparably disintegrate, and felt the power of Khorne wreaking havoc on his bones.

He was defeated, completely and completely, at the hands of this terrifying demon god who was the incarnation of blood and war.

Everything he has done, all the efforts he has put in, and all the lives he has sacrificed, will no longer have any meaning from the moment of his defeat.

Those who want to save and protect... Great Britain, Macragge, France, Italy... After losing their protective umbrella, they will all become targets of demonic conquests and will eventually perish...

Empires, armies, conquests…

Already...that's it...

Human power...can't be compared to evil gods after all...

The Emperor, through his extremely rational thinking, judged that the only option now was to accept his and the Empire's fate.

Then He closed his eyes calmly.

So, he opened his eyes in horror.

what am i doing?

Am I giving in to the evil god?

Am I giving up on myself, do I want to give up everything I have fought for so easily?

Do not!

no way!

Never give in! ! !

Ohm's soul roared extremely weakly in the emperor's broken skull. Even if only this power as small as a mote of dust remained, he would summon the last trace of spiritual energy to give Khorne a big mouth!

Khorne noticed the weak and immature soul in the emperor's skull. His eyes showed an obvious look of consternation, but he did not hesitate to raise a finger as huge as a sky pillar and pointed towards that The soul is crushed!

Faced with the finger that covered the sky and could destroy everything in the world, Ohm's soul did not show even a trace of timidity, but instead let out a roar belonging to mankind!

"Me! The son of Sister Malika! The older brother of my brothers and sisters! The husband of Fiorina! The best friend of Harry and Hermione! A student of Hogwarts! I am an orphan who was born without a father or mother! I am ...Human through and through!”

Ohm tried his best to condense all his soul, all his will, and all his thoughts into a fist that was no different from ordinary people, even so illusory that it was almost transparent, without any help from spiritual energy!

"You fucking evil god! Just give me a good feeling! This is the courage of mankind! This is the spirit of mankind! This is the hymn of mankind! Take the move——"

Psionic Turn Zero Horse Power·Fist of Man.

This pitifully small fist rose into the sky, and with unbridled, impulsive, and shattering courage, it smashed into the huge fingertips of Khorne.

"Arrogant!!!" Khorne's loud voice shattered the dark clouds in the sky, "You! Not Him!!!"

"Me! It's me!" Ohm's roar was small but firm, "I am Ohm Messiah!"

The two collided brazenly, without a single sound or even a shred of brilliance.

Ohm's soul was completely annihilated.

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Ohm blinked and his whole body trembled suddenly. He first looked down at his naked and complete body, then quickly turned his head and looked around.

He found that he was standing on a cloud with a soft halo, surrounded by bright and opaque fog, which his sight could not penetrate at all.

And the last memory I have... is only the giant finger covering the sky getting closer and closer, and then... I don't know anything anymore.

Raising his palm, Ohm carefully observed every callus and scar on his palm, and murmured to himself: "Am I... dead? Then this... is the legendary paradise?"

Although he was very unwilling to do so, the fact was established, and Ohm didn't have much resistance in his heart. He just felt that he was really sorry for his family for not killing the evil god in this world.

I'm really sorry for placing such a heavy burden on your shoulders. My brother is really unqualified...

But, now that I go to heaven, I will definitely be able to see my own Sister Malika, right?

Mom, I wonder if you are having a good time here.

If that old bastard God dares to banish you to hell because you are not pure, I will definitely kick his balls out and then jump down from heaven to find you!

"It's a really good idea. Unfortunately, I'm afraid your idea won't be realized in the short term."

A low and gentle voice interrupted Ohm's thoughts. He turned around and saw a bronze-skinned, ordinary-looking man with long black hair standing behind him.

This man was about the same height as Ohm, but his deep, dark eyes shone with vicissitudes of life and indifference that he had never had before. It seemed that he had seen all the ups and downs of the world for thousands of years, and there was nothing that could arouse his interest.

Except - Ohm.

The corner of the man's mouth twitched, as if he was trying to elicit a smile.He looked frankly into Ohm's doubtful eyes and said: "I am you, but you are not me. We exist together in the same body, but we do not exist in the same timeline. You are Ohm ·Messiah, but I... am the Emperor."