Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

So... what kind of existence is it?

Looking at the dark sun occupying the entire field of view in the optical diopter telescope, Scarface of the Iron-Blooded Tribe felt as if his heart was about to stop beating.

The larger the object, the stronger the sense of oppression it brings.

That feeling of fear, as if the other party can completely crush itself with just a slight movement of its body, is an instinct deeply embedded in the genes of any sentient creature.

At this moment, the supernatural celestial body that is tens of thousands of times larger than the satellite under his feet has undoubtedly amplified this sense of oppression to the extreme, causing Scarface to almost stop all physiological activities driven by instinct, for fear that the other party will notice that he is observing. Him.

However, the other party's straight trajectory has proven that he is here just for this planet!

This reminded Scarface of the secrets buried under the planet that their tribe had guarded for generations. Could it be that thing whose true identity even the clan elders didn't know attracted this star with autonomous consciousness?

Suddenly, the sun in Scarface's field of vision suddenly disappeared. The huge gap in space almost made the Predator vomit, but he still firmly stared at the picture in the telescope and conveyed the news to his body. Tribe, make all Predator warriors ready for battle.

I saw a brilliant golden light suddenly shining in the center of the dark sun, swooping down towards the satellite's surface.

As the opponent got closer, Scarface saw it. He saw the true form of the stream of light very clearly, witnessed the two-headed eagle carved on the armor, witnessed the backlight shining like the sun on the world, and saw clearly Those brilliant golden eyes that never seem to go out!

The red flames burst out from Scarface's body, turning it into a sculpture made of scarlet polonium from the inside out. Its soul and life have been completely annihilated and disappeared. This is the alien creature looking directly at the face of the Lord of Humanity, The price that must be paid!

Do not look directly!

No words!

It’s impossible to predict!

The spiritual energy diffused by Ohm clearly sensed the alien tribes that had been living underground for thousands of years in this satellite, the warriors and young adults who were preparing for war, and those hiding in the fortifications. Young children and old people sensed the fear and fear they showed towards their own arrival.

Do even aliens have the same emotions as humans?

That's really...

make!people!do!vomit!

The heavy boots of Shinichi's armor trampled on the barren soil on the surface of the satellite. Ohm transformed the majestic spiritual energy into the most primitive hatred of alien creatures, bombarding the core of the satellite in a high-density crystalline state like a torrent.

Huanyu·White Emperor destroyed the city!

Let me exterminate all the alien creatures that occupy the universe!

The core of the satellite exploded, and crystals with extremely high density and quality instantly melted into Pangtuo magma, which exploded and spread along the geological fissures inside the satellite.

The Ironbloods ran in panic in the violently shaking cabins underground. The strong geological changes caused the cabins to twist and deform amidst the screams of metal, directly squeezing them into extremely thin sheets with a thickness of less than [-] millimeter.

The women of the Iron-Blooded Tribe held the frightened and crying children in their arms, and the old man spontaneously used anti-heat gel to try to fill the cracks in the cabin. However, these supernaturally generated lava had the high heat to evaporate steel, and those who were guarding the underground facilities were instantly All alien creatures were burned to death.

Dense cracks emerged from the surface of the satellite, and incandescent light erupted from each crack, causing the entire planet to shatter and dissipate like a hut in a hurricane. In this man-made natural disaster, under the Emperor's coldness Under the majesty, it completely turned into the dust of the universe.

Except——that alien creature that exudes a faint green light and seems to be completely frozen in time and space.

Looking at the huge pyramid-like machine made of dark gray metal, the distinctive technical style made Ohm recognize its origin and source at a glance.

Necron.

It can be seen from the extremely technologically advanced foundry base on Mars that these mechanical creatures have a highly developed technological level. Even if the machines have been buried underground for an unknown length of time, they still have the ability to resist their own attacks. powerful protective capabilities.

As long as the Empire continues to expand the galaxy, it will one day have a head-on confrontation with this race with a long history and civilization. It is still unclear whether the power currently possessed by humans can resist its advanced and almost magical technology. .

However, development is an eternal truth.

Ohm firmly believes that one day, human beings' technological level will be far superior to these undead souls who have abandoned their bodies and hidden in mechanical bodies.

As for now...let's release the Star God first.

The lightning claws pressed against the surface of the flying tomb, and Ohm's authority belonging to the God of All Machines was like a filament, penetrating into every component of this eternal cage.

Green lightning flowed out from the gaps in the dark gray metal components, and the inside of the cage emitted a delicate and smooth hum. Time cannot erase the integrity of its structure, and the original designer did not allow it to have any functional defects. Missing.

With the pulsating light of the Void Dragon fragment integrated with the heart, this prison that had been silent for tens of thousands of years finally ushered in its opening day.

A dazzling green beam of light erupted from the top of the space pyramid, and a skinny figure wrapped in a decaying black robe slowly emerged from its interior. In its mummy-like palm, it held a handle as curved as a crow's beak. The sharp sickle, the pale and withered eye sockets burst out with a cold and lonely light as bright as a star.

He moved his body ecstatically and roared to vent the humiliation of being imprisoned for thousands of years. Then he lowered his head and looked down at the creation of the Necrons with an expression of hatred, and roared in an ancient and stern language: "Farewell, cage! "

Before he could even finish his words, the sickle in his hand had already been chopped out. He wanted to first completely destroy the machine that imprisoned him, and then go and exterminate all the federal people who designed to imprison him and study him!

Just when the sickle's beak was about to come into contact with the undead machine, a heavy sword burning with red fire slanted out from the side, intercepting the star god's attack amid the supernatural trembling that shook the universe. !

"I'm sorry, I have to interrupt you." Ohm looked directly at the angry face of the Star God, and the Emperor's Sword in his hand did not tremble at all from the direct blow of the Star God, and said kindly and naturally, " I still need this thing."

The Star God's extraordinary intelligence allowed him to understand Ohm's language without any hindrance. The fiery feeling sweeping from the golden heavy sword made him roar hoarsely: "Mortal body, I am the Night Holder Azago Rod. Now, you can say your name and die with glory."

"Death is no longer in my plan."

Ohm swung his sword to swing Azagorod's figure away, took the undead creation into his own subspace domain, and said coldly and solemnly: "As for my name, after you are swallowed by me, the void will The dragon will tell you for me.”