Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

At the moment when he called out this forbidden name, the head of state's mind and spirit left his body in an instant, as if rushing to the sky, or falling into the lightless netherworld.

This contradictory tearing feeling brought about the torture of madness, constantly exploiting the head of state's sanity like sharp teeth, but the desire for the survival of civilization made it survive.

The distorted sight passed over the boundless sea of ​​blood, flew over the ocean of skulls, passed through the jagged rift valley, shuttled through the brass factory, and finally stopped at the deepest part of the scorched earth canyon, where he saw the man leaning on the brass throne. Murder incarnate, and…

Opposite it, surrounded by countless walking churches, is the Golden Throne!

Within the subspace projection, Ohm clenched his right fist to support his chin. He glanced at the Trisolaran leader during the march of the Titan Legion, chuckled and said to Khorne: "As I said, Khorne, the Trisolarans will definitely do it. Choose to pray for your blessing instead of fighting to the end alone. You lost this gamble."

Khorne let out a furious roar that contained annoyance, and the toe claws wrapped in heavy armor clenched into a murderous fist, and hammered heavily on the armrest of the brass throne.

The loud sound like a bell made the demons who were fighting fiercely with the Titans in the Scorched Earth Canyon become even more violent. They rushed towards the enemy's position regardless of the artillery fire of the Titan Legion, even if they died together.

Anyway, under the burning of the scorched earth and the shining of the sun, these behemoths will eventually rise up again, using their weapons and cannons to carry out endless conquests.

And the spirit of the head of state projected in the subspace exploded in the wrath of Khorne and turned into the fuel of the prairie fire, not even the dregs were left.

Ohm watched all this with a faint smile. After Khorne fell silent again, he spread out his huge lightning claws and said: "I am willing to admit defeat. Bring me the technology and knowledge on how to forge subspace metal. "

Upon hearing these words, Khorne, who had just calmed down from "furious" to "furious", immediately spurted two sulfur flames from the eye holes of his helmet and merged into the black cloud of smoke above his head that would never dissipate.

"Oh, are you angry?"

Ohm's smile became even wider. The tin-plated cross on his chest turned into a golden giant sword burning with blazing flames in the light. His aura-filled eyes looked up and down at Khorne's body: "Then this time, which one do you want to lose?" Where’s the authority?”

"...human beings who deserve to be cursed!"

With a move of his giant hand, Khorne watched Valkia flying into the air with a pair of wings holding a huge scroll. He unfolded the scroll tanned and woven from the skin of the dead, glanced at it casually, and threw it directly towards ohm.

The corona-like flow of light took the scroll, and Ohm unfolded it and read it carefully. Finally, he nodded slightly to Khorne and said: "As expected of the God of War, he is open and forthright. If only I could play this kind of gambling a few more times. good."

"Damn mortal!!! You are simply more cunning than that cowardly soft-bodied creature! You are more greedy than that lewd whore!!!"

The roar of Khorne shook Valkia away, and the brass giant god picked up the giant soldier named "All Slaughter", raised himself from the throne, pointed at the cold sun that invaded his territory and roared: "Come! Come! Come! Come! Come! Let’s have a fight! I will make your head into an immortal burning lamp! Let your soul bear the pain of bone-gnawing fire forever!!!”

"Although I really want to play with you, but..."

Ohm's resolute face suddenly became serious, he raised an index finger and said in a deep voice: "Didn't you notice something?

"Whether it's the pleasure your demon army feels in killing, or the laughter of Tzeentch believers after scheming against others, or the fat green man turning each world into a cesspool of plague in his silly joy, or even me The joy that our people gain from serving the people.

“The joy and pleasure generated by all these intense emotions will eventually flow to the same goal, that is, Slaanesh!

"If you allow that whore to steal your power so blatantly, this boundless scorched earth realm will one day be covered and swallowed up by the Palace of Pleasure.

"Khorne, imagine that scene. Can you tolerate those bitches who only have the desire for sadism and mating, masturbating wildly while openly occupying your factory and palace?"

"I! No! Allow! Allow!" A high-heat light glowed on the edge of the armor made by the dimensional blacksmith, and countless decapitated corpses emerged at the feet of Khorne, spliced ​​together into a giant chariot pulled by eight demon engines.

Khorne roared with great fury, and all things slaughtered were raised high, and the blood blooming on it could be seen throughout the Khorne realm.

All the demons were alarmed by this light, which was the signal that the Blood God decided to launch a war himself.

This made them immediately stop killing each other, impatiently packed up their weapons and armor, and gathered towards the bloody light as quickly as possible, wanting only to join this war full of killing and glory. .

Trillions of troops gathered together. Khorne didn't even look at Ohm. He raised his sword and roared: "Kill the prostitute! Seize the palace! Whoever kills the most enemy demons will be my prince!"

The fighting spirit exploded, and the wild war roars almost collapsed the Scorched Earth Canyon. Khorne's demonic army waved their weapons wildly and roared: "Skull Sacrifice Throne!!! Blood Sacrifice to the Blood God!!!"

The demon engine with the appearance of a war horse raised its hooves and neighed, flying out on the waves of the blood sea generated out of thin air. The waves of the blood sea enveloped every Khorne demon and turned into a bloody red stream, marching towards the palace of Slaanesh. go.

Seeing that Khorne was so obedient, Ohm's expression became more serious, and he watched Khorne's demonic army disappear at the end of the field of vision, penetrating the vague gap between the realms of the Chaos Evil God.

After a while, the entire subspace heard Slaanesh's screams of fear and anger: "Khorne! Are you a fool with a brain disease!!!"

Ohm couldn't hold back any longer, and his hearty and cheerful laughter echoed inside the cold sun. A stream of light shot out from the center of the sun, enveloping all the Titan legions under him, and lifted them up from the ground. Prepare to return to the real universe.

As for taking advantage of the emptiness in the rear to forcefully occupy part of Khorne's domain, Ohm does not want to have a bad relationship with the only honest person in the subspace right now. There are still many bets that have not been set up, and there is still a lot of technology and knowledge that can be learned from him. Get it.

Simply put, Ohm intends to continue to fish from Khorne.

As the golden portal opened and closed, Ohm came to the surface of Mars and placed 2131 Emperor-class Titans on the edge of the completed production base.