Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

"No!" The two men who were fighting to the death on the ground shouted in unison, then turned to stare at each other, "Don't imitate me!"

On the other side of the fierce battle between Perturabo and Dorne, Fulgrim sipped the coffee from the ceramic cup gracefully, and in a gloating tone, said to the machine spirit in the Blackstone Fortress beside him: "Look at these two barbarians. And stupid guy, this is the first time I’ve seen someone trying to suffocate us mechanical creations by strangling our necks.”

The machine spirit of Blackstone Fortress - a little girl with pale skin wearing a gothic black tutu, was sitting on a chair and dangling her legs wrapped in black and white striped stockings in boredom, when she heard Fogg Following Rem's words, she glanced sideways at the handsome man and said, "This is also the first time I've seen a mechanical creature put makeup on itself. By the way, you're stuck."

The smile on Fulgrim's face disappeared instantly as if he had transformed.

At this moment, a golden portal suddenly opened, and a heavily armed Vulkan stepped out. He looked around vigilantly, and after confirming that his brother was not in any danger, he let out a long sigh of relief. Then he said: "Dorn, where is Angron? Why are you the only one here in Blackstone Fortress?"

"Let go of my hand, you old bastard - uh - oh, that guy?" Dorn tried to pull his left arm out of Perturabo's counter-joint move, even though the elbow was already There were sparks after being broken by Perturabo, and his serious expression did not change at all, "Angron led a team of Astartes to sneak attack on Luxembourg. This plan is too reckless and reckless. , so it did not get my approval. But obviously, that reckless man will not listen to me at all. Moreover, I think he has been acting a little weird recently..."

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Germany, Luxembourg.

This piece of land that was once the Grand Duchy of Luxembourg has been completely reduced to ruins as the airborne pod fell.

Those ancient buildings with hundreds of years of history, those towering buildings embodying German technology, were leaning randomly like empty wine bottles in a garbage dump at this moment, and together they created an approximately ring-shaped "fighting arena."

In the gladiatorial arena, on one side were a total of six thousand "tank" level psychic soldiers with gleaming eyes and controlling countless armored vehicles.

On the other side, there were "only" a hundred Astartes wearing bone-white power armor with a ferocious mouth embossed on their chests, and——

Angron has thick dreadlocks on his head, bright red totem lines on his face, wears heavy brass-colored armor, and holds a "Fang of Fury" type two-handed chain saw axe!

He looked around with satisfaction at the battlefield he had specially created, and said to the enemies in front of him who were sixty times his number: "Very good, I can finally fight an evenly matched war!"

As soon as these words came out, the Nazi military commander's face instantly darkened. He spat on the ground and roared: "Arrogant imperial man, you'd better pray that you die on the battlefield, otherwise our Great German Empire will have The torture methods will make you regret being born in this world! All troops, open fire!"

As soon as he finished speaking, blue energy surged out from the eyes of the six thousand German soldiers, turning into huge balls of light in front of them. After a short period of energy accumulation, they headed towards An at a high speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye. Flying away in the direction of Gronn!

"Arrogant? I think this is a kind of confidence!"

Angron chuckled, and amidst the roar of the furious fangs, he shouted to the World Eaters selected from Gryffindor behind him: "Young men! Let us give these Germans a little The little empire is shocked!”

"Roar!!!"

A roar that did not sound like a human voice came from the loudspeakers on the chests of the World Eaters. They are the most bloodthirsty and violent warriors among Gryffindors. They don't care at all about how to win a war. They only care about how to win a war. Can you get the majestic blood and endless killing from the war?

The jet packs ejected blazing sparks, and the World Eaters jumped up from the ground. The psychic light ball fired by the German army passed by their feet, exploding a majestic sea of ​​​​fire on the ground. The World Eaters were like The gods and demons, walking on the sea of ​​fire, slammed in the direction of the Nazi psyker.

Explosive roar!The chainsaw roars!

As soon as they landed, the World Eaters turned into a bone-white gust of wind, setting off a bloody storm in the ocean of the Black Iron Cross. These "tank" level soldiers who had only experienced two injections of the sage's blood were like They were so easily slaughtered by the Astartes!

Ten Nazi soldiers were cut off at the waist. Angron's armor was covered with thick minced meat and broken internal organs. He swooped out like a wild beast and opened his mouth to bite the German commander's head and helmet into pieces. Submerged in the blood at the ankles, he let out a deafening roar:

"Skull sacrifice to the golden throne!!! Blood sacrifice to the emperor!!!"

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"As you can see, the slogans Angron is shouting now are truly heretical to the extreme."

USA, Washington DC, White House.

015-Magnus stood beside Ohm, his left eye flashed with bright psychic light, and the scene of Angron's killing was clearly presented in front of Ohm, and he said in a deep voice: "In my humble opinion, He must be recalled immediately and carefully checked whether there is any corruption of the evil god in his machine soul——"

Ohm raised his hand to interrupt Magnus's words, raised his head from the government documents in his hand, looked at his son with the strongest psychic potential, and said gently: "Don't listen to what one person says, but It depends on what he does. As long as Angron is doing things that are beneficial to the empire, then even if the slogans he shouts are a bit strange, they are completely within the acceptable range."

"But--"

Magnus wanted to say something more, but suddenly stopped and turned around suddenly to look behind him.

The shadow cast by his body suddenly twisted, and 008-Conrad Curze emerged from it, covering the lower half of his face with a blood-stained cloak, and said to Magnus sinisterly: "I Dear Xiao Fifteen, are you questioning your father’s decision? Do you think your limited wisdom can guess what our father is thinking?”

"I'm just fulfilling my responsibilities as a son and the Imperial Guard!" Magnus looked at the gloomy and bloodthirsty Curze with some disgust, "It's you! In addition to killing people and killing more people, what else can you do? What did dad do?!”

Being poked at the painful spot in his heart, a ferocious look suddenly appeared on Coze's pale face. Just as he was about to refute Magnus, a palm wrapped in pitch-black armor suddenly pressed down on him. on the shoulders.

"Conrad, my brother." In Koz's rather surprised eyes, an equally pale face emerged from the void, "Arguing is useless, but the truth is there. Everything you have done to the empire , Father sees it all."

This is a man with black hair and a shawl. His face is very similar to Conrad Coates, but he does not have that eerie and terrifying temperament at all. Instead, he shows a bit of gentleness and intelligence.

Lord of the Crows, Corvus Corax!

Even Coze, who is good at stealth and stealth, did not notice when Corax came behind him at all!

At this moment, Ohm said calmly: "I am aware of your thoughts and concerns. My children, everything you have done for the empire is seen by me. So..."

The three people present all turned their attention to their father, hoping to get instructions as soon as possible.

"Come to my house..." Ohm showed a loving smile, "Let's celebrate Christmas."