Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

The radiance of the Emperor shines in the soul of every Primarch, and through this resonance beyond psychic energy and the Warp, Magnus can speak to Sanguinius without hindrance in the vacuum of space. .

"Is this the last abomination intelligence?" Magnus looked at the 16-meter-high mechanical structure at the feet of Sanguinius with one eye. "It seems that part of the subspace technology was used in the casting process. This This ever-changing reality-distorting power... is one of the four evil gods—"

"Shut up, Magnus!" Sanguinius reminded loudly, "We cannot say that name in the real universe. Do you want the soldiers of the entire Osiris battleship to hear the blasphemy of the subspace? Whisper?”

The Scarlet King waved his hand, somewhat disapproving of his brother's nervous attitude: "I have unilaterally cut off the communication with the inside of the battleship. They cannot hear our conversation."

"Your psychic powers are the most powerful among us, and the one closest to your father, Magnus."

Sanguinius put away his heavy sword and spear, reached out and grabbed the head of the hateful intelligent one-eyed man, and said to his brother: "I can't control psychic energy as freely as you. Besides, let the name of the evil god be hidden in reality. There is a sound in the universe, what if something bad happens? Don’t forget, He is the being in charge of tricks and conspiracies.”

"You're right, Sanguinius." The archangel compared himself to his father, and Magnus couldn't help but feel joy in his heart. He didn't mind using a better attitude to face his own back. Brother with wings, "I will pay more attention. Thank you for your advice."

But the Archangel didn't pay too much attention to the Scarlet King's attitude. He stared at the body of Hate Intelligence at his feet for a long time, frowning slightly and thinking about something.

"It can actually make the wise archangel frown. Is there anything wrong with this alien corpse?" The Osiris slowly stopped beside the Holy Eden, and Magnus used spiritual energy to drive his body across the void. , asked curiously beside Sanguinius.

"No, it's not about the bodies, Mag. I'm just thinking about this battle."

The archangel raised his eyes to look at the Scarlet King and said seriously: "In this space naval battle, the empire's main combat power is still concentrated on the battleships and Astartes, while ordinary people can only drive and attack around the battleships. The aircraft intercepts the missiles launched. I am wondering if I can use this alien body to design a vehicle that ordinary people can drive, and it also has the lethality against warships."

"Are you planning to seize technology from the aliens?"

Magnus used the tail end of the long sickle to lift the alien-hating arm. Dozens of slender psychic rays shot out from his one eye, directly penetrating the armor of the mechanical humanoid body and scanning its interior. structure.

Its overall structure is not complicated, but reveals a simple and elegant aesthetic. Whether it is the internal high-strength anti-torsion metal frame or the external anti-laser heat-conducting metal armor, they are all highly modularized in design.

The energy transmission circuit is even more concise and straightforward, but when Magnus tried to use spiritual energy to activate its internal cation engine, the huge power it transmitted almost shocked the Scarlet King's jaw.

This is simply like a single-cylinder diesel tractor. It is not only extremely powerful but has an unknown upper limit. Even an illiterate farmer can simply learn it and fully repair and maintain it.

If every mortal auxiliary army could pilot such a mecha onto the battlefield...

Magnus was shocked by the scene in his imagination. Although compared to knights made of alchemical metal and controlled by machine spirits, these mechas would definitely appear more cumbersome and dull due to the speed of mortal nerve reflexes, but when tens of millions of After such a mecha lands on the planet's surface, its bulkiness and dullness are no longer important.

The most important thing is that it can be manufactured even with cheaper metals, and it has a large and full tube, which is cheap and solid!

"How is it?" Sanguinius looked at his brother expectantly, "Do you also think what I said makes sense?"

This time it was Magnus's turn to hesitate. He said slowly: "I can't say, angel. This is undoubtedly valuable technology, but considering that it is a product left by the god of conspiracy and trickery... even if you You plan to let more mortals feel their participation in the war, but I’m afraid my father won’t agree with you replicating it on a large scale..."

+I agree+

Before the Scarlet King finished speaking, the golden portal opened in front of them. Ohm, wearing casual clothes, slowly walked out of it with a smile, his hands methodically flapping the blue and purple feathers stuck to his sleeves.

As soon as these feathers left his body, they were completely burned by the red flames, leaving not even a trace of ashes.

Looking at his two sons who saluted him with satisfaction, Ohm leaned down and patted them both on the shoulders, saying in a soft tone: "You did a good job this time. Brothers should help and supervise each other. After the war, Analysis and reflection are also part of war, and only in this way can we improve through constant thinking."

"Remember your teachings." Sanguinius' beautiful androgynous face looked at his father expectantly, "You just said that you agree with me to analyze and reproduce this alien technology?"

Magnus's perception of spiritual energy was even more acute. The moment he saw those blue-purple feathers, he understood his father's movements. He lowered his head apologetically and said, "For such a trivial matter, I would trouble you to go to the subspace." Damn it. We heirs are really... so embarrassed."

"As a father, it is very natural and pleasant to be able to do something for my family."

Ohm wanted to reach out and rub Magnus' thick red hair, but soon realized that this was not at home, but under the watchful eyes of two legions of battleships.

Whether it was the Holy Eden or the Osiris, there were soldiers from their respective legions observing what was going on here. It was necessary for him to retain some prestige for his son in front of the Astartes, so he naturally folded his hands in front of his chest. , said: "Besides, I didn't take action personally this time, I just instigated Nurgle, who had the worst relationship with Tzeentch. Let him lead the rotten army to siege the Crystal Maze, and I took the opportunity to find Khorne to get fat together. Beat Tzeentch."

Ohm spoke in an understatement, and the Archangel and the Scarlet King were shocked to hear that the names of the evil gods came out of their mouths without any hesitation, as if they were just talking about the prices of potatoes and carrots in the market today.

"Anyway, I used the Emperor's Sword to delete the plan to use this machine from Tzeentch's mind, and when Slaanesh tried to quietly profit from the realm of Khorne and Nurgle, I directly fought on all four sides. I came back before it was opened." Ohm said with a kind smile, "It's not dangerous at all, don't worry."

"Your definition of danger may be slightly different from ours..." Sanguinius wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said worriedly, "You must never do such a thing again in the future!"

Magnus's face was as hard as a red brick, and he said, "Even if you have to go, you must take me with you. I can at least help you resist the harm from the evil god once."

"Okay, okay, I promise never to-oh?"

Ohm turned to look at the deep space of the universe. Tens of thousands of kilometers away, thousands of escape capsules were flying in different directions driven by jet engines.

From the central control computer of each escape cabin, there were waves of psychic energy fluctuations similar to those of Tzeentch, which were obviously clones copied by the Abomination Intelligence.

Although these clones have low computing power and extremely weak survivability, if they are allowed to land on a mineral-rich planet, they will definitely be able to develop back to their peak state in a very short time.

"The gecko cuts off its tail to survive. Now that the gecko is dead, how can you little ones still keep their tails?"

The Eternal Bolter appeared in Ohm's hand, the muzzle pointed casually and steadily at the scattered escape pods tens of thousands of kilometers away, and his index finger with thick bones and clear joints rested on the trigger.

"Speaking of which, wiping the children's butts is also a part of being a father that you have to experience."

The trigger is pulled, laser light spurts out!