Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

In the heavy explosion like a drum, the partitions between the underground cities were torn apart. The giants wrapped in pitch-black armor silently walked out of the cracks. The artillery fire of the Trisolaran troops stationed here in advance also They cannot be allowed to take even half a step back.

As they raised the dark bolt guns in their hands, the dazzling fire and the thick explosive shells made a roar that was enough to make the earth tremble. Every time the trigger was pulled, the Trisolarans would be blown into pieces with indistinguishable shapes, and Their transparent blood stuck to the wall together.

The sharp blade of the God of All Machines quickly tore through the hastily built defense line of the Trisolaran troops. These silent and fanatical giants poured into the gap in the defense line like a wave, piercing deeply with the chain swords composed of glittering oil and metal fragments. These alien chests.

There is no need to communicate or identify, these mechanical warriors only need to find the alien, pull the trigger, swing the blade, and then turn their attention to the next target.

Behind them, the shimmering oil squirmed and wrapped the alien corpses, swallowing up all the memories and emotions, leaving only the information and basic thoughts recorded in their heads, and forging them with the assimilated metal remains. With their new bodies, the Emperor's warriors rose from the oil, pouring the icy wrath of the sun upon the Trisolarans who had initiated the war.

Trisolarans do not have vocal organs, but they witnessed the fragmented corpse of their companion stand up from the ground again under the infection of the dark shining oil, and quickly merged with the surrounding metal and corpses, turning into a new mechanical giant. , their screams of fear have completely overwhelmed the brainwave network.

At this moment, an absolutely powerful thought signal emerged from the brainwave network, and the Trisolaran leader issued a cruel order that could not be refused: burn.

This means that the underground city must take the initiative to open the heat insulation layer on the dome, allowing the heat of the three stars in the sky to pour into the city, so that these strange things with metal skulls can be completely exposed to the fierce light that can evaporate steel. Burn.

At the same time, this also means that all the Trisolarans in the entire underground city will die.

However, for the sake of the continuation of the race, the Trisolarans unleashed unprecedented fighting power. Even the civilians changed their direction of escape and rushed towards the rapidly approaching front, vowing to drag these cursed objects to death. it's here.

They have already made up their mind. Since sacrifice is an inevitable fact, then they should welcome it with honor!

"The alien who instigated the war is worthy of the words 'sacrifice' and 'glory'?"

A low voice with a metallic vibrato suddenly sounded in the brainwave network, which sounded like the roar of a beast or a corpse: "You are just like the Japanese in World War II. After the war burned to the mainland, you disguised yourself as a man." He looks like a deputy victim. Taking advantage of ignorant soldiers and unarmed civilians and using their deaths to delay the army's advance is simply extremely dirty and shameless!"

After realizing that this was the will of those metal skeletons, the head of state immediately said in the brainwave network: "The aggressive behavior of the Trisolaran civilization is certainly wrong, but we have now paid the price of thousands of lives for our mistakes. Isn't that enough? ?”

"It's up to you to decide when the war starts, and it's up to us to decide when it ends."

The will of the Corps said coldly: "We will never stop moving forward until the last Trisolaran takes his last breath."

After a brief silence, the head of state issued an order: "Execute the incineration plan. Soldiers and civilians, civilization will always remember your sacrifice."

The dome of the underground city split apart with a loud rumbling sound, and the scorching sunlight pierced down from the sky like a sharp sword. The three stars that dominated the galaxy waved their cruel whips, smiting everything they could shine. life.

The materials and metals that made up the building cracked and melted in an instant. The Trisolarans who rushed to the front fell to the ground in a burst of steam, and almost instantly turned into curled up and shriveled corpses.

But even so, the remaining Trisolarans still did not give up the fight. They fought and retreated under the gradually shrinking shadow, pouring firepower and weapons into the spreading darkness composed of shimmering oil, trying their best to delay The progress of those monsters.

"Impossible."

Legion Will hoarsely said: "For you maggots, the sun is a terrible and cursed existence. But we are the emperor's angels, and the brilliance of any star in the universe is a blessing from the Father. !”

As the sunlight fell on the shoulders of these metal skeletons, blazing fire exploded, forging the fluctuating tar on their bodies into hard and heavy armor. The flames danced endlessly on the surface of their armor, like the earnest words of a loving steel father. spur.

The skeletons are the medals of these warriors. The loyal souls of mankind are burning in the towering bodies. The warriors who died on the battlefield calling the name of the emperor are once again walking in the real universe, fighting for human civilization!

This is the highest compliment for them and the honor they want most.

They are silent and loyal.

They are the Cursed Legion.

The charge of the Cursed Legion was as silent as the spreading glowing oil. They slashed every alien in front of them with the wrath of the sun, sowing humanity on this planet four light years away from Holy Terra. The reputation of the Lord.

On the other side, the Trisolaran leader looked at the flaming giants in the holographic projection with hatred and pain, and watched helplessly as the last Trisolaran in the underground city was dragged to the sun to die alive.

The twisted and charred corpse quickly turned into pale ashes under the high heat. The head of state forced himself to retract his gaze, block the requests and questions from the consuls in his mind, and looked down at the items tightly clenched in his limbs.

It was a bloody amulet made of brass, shaped like an abstract skull.

In the real universe, this talisman points directly to the god in the chaotic world.

Lord of War, Skull Lord, Blood God, Khorne.

For the Trisolarans who pursue rationality and science, it is impossible for such things as gods to exist. They are just the anthropomorphic worship of unexplainable natural phenomena by the ancient Trisolarans in a period when technology was not yet developed.

The head of state once thought so too, until he saw the figure leaning on the brass throne while soaking.

The subspace projection of the Trisolaran civilization was swallowed by the Blood God, and these Trisolarans naturally became soldiers in the hands of the Lord of the Brass Throne.

Even though science and rationality still exist, the warlike atmosphere spread irreversibly and rapidly among the Trisolaran civilization. This led to the fact that after discovering a beautiful and livable planet like the Earth, the head of state immediately chose to send troops to attack and try to occupied.

Even so, the head of state does not want to be the puppet or slave of the evil god. It has been trying to contain the influence of the blood god on itself, trying to keep itself sane in the face of war.

Obviously, it failed.

At this moment, seeing the cursed legion spreading to other underground cities, the head of state had to smear his own blood on the talisman, kneel down and shout: "O God of blood who never stops fighting! Give your warriors Strength and courage!"