Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

The Gothic words uttered from the Emperor's mouth were materialized light and flames. Just by listening to them with his ears, Vandier felt as if his soul was about to be torn apart by the fire of purgatory.

He forced a smile on his pale face: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty?"

+You seem surprised, Vandir. +

Ohm snapped his fingers, and the restless psychic energy directly blasted the bearded governor's legs into explosive minced meat.The Overlord of Terra levitated up amid the Governor's screams, and sat on the golden throne that was always three feet above the ground. He took out a cigar from his black robe, placed it on the lightning chain wrapped around his body, and lit it.

call……

Light cyan smoke escaped from his mouth and nose, and Ohm looked at Vandire and the regional governors who were complicit with him with interest: + Your next sentence is-'How is it possible? '+

"how is this possible?!!!"

A governor with his white hair tied into a ponytail screamed: "You have obviously been poisoned by the soul-eating poison, how can you still have the strength to resist our soul-sealing chains?!"

+Thank you for your cooperation, Governor Flor. +

Ohm smiled and nodded to the ponytail in thanks: + Using subspace creatures to extract toxins that devour psychic energy is really a genius idea.But compared with the poison of lust that I was injected with by Slaanesh himself, and the rotten and smelly cauldron of Nurgle, the soul-eating poison you carefully prepared is as mild as boiled water.Ah, by the way, you are at the end of your rope, shouldn’t it be time to call the guards? +

"guard!"

Vandier shouted, and the small doors around the Purple Kite Hall opened instantly. Governor's guards wearing military green Astra Militarum power armor swarmed in from all directions, with thousands of bolt guns pointed directly at Ohm's face.

"Give up, Emperor!" Fandier said loudly, panting like an ox, "My fleet has already aimed the cyclone torpedo strike here. If you still want to fight to the death, then we will fight with the people on this planet. Everyone perishes together!”

+ Vandil, Vandil... + Ohm laughed and shook his head, + Unfortunately, I thought you people could come up with something together, but it turned out to be the same old trick.May I ask where you got the courage to use the weapons and warships I gave you to deal with me? +

A regional governor was stunned for a moment. The information integration device embedded in the skull on the side of his head flashed with the light of communication. He shouted: "No... it's not good! All the machine spirits in our battleship began to go berserk, out of control." The equipment killed all our people!”

"What?!" Van Dier stared at the governor in disbelief, his fair round face losing all color, "These are weapons we forged privately, how could there be an organic soul in them?!"

+Every mechanical thing must be endowed with the Holy Spirit. +

The end of the cigar lighted up and went out. Ohm slowly exhaled the smoke and said softly: + I am steel, I am machinery, and I am the God of all machines.Do you think your little actions can hide my authority? +

"Shoot!" Van Dier was sweating profusely and yelled at the surrounding guards like a madman, "Shoot! Are you deaf?!"

The Astra Militarum looked at me and I looked at you, and suddenly they all laughed loudly.They lifted their helmets in unison, and all of them wore the same pretty and neutral face.Alpharius, Omega and their clones smiled and said: "Long live Hydra."

"I...I..." Fan Dier's eyes rolled around and he collapsed on the ground in despair, "I completely lost..."

+Really, Vandir? + Ohm reminded kindly, + Didn’t you throw my guards to the galaxy frontier? +

"Yes...yes!" Van Dier suddenly laughed crazily, foaming at the mouth and looked like a fool, "I won once! I at least won -"

boom! ! !

The wall of the Purple Kite Flower Hall suddenly burst into a huge gap, and the edges were burning with lava flames like hell.

The 50-meter-tall Vulgan poked his head through the gap in the wall and said with a simple smile: "Mr. Governor, there seems to be something wrong with the room you arranged for us. It seems that we are being teleported to a far away place. Go. But don’t worry, I’ve already fixed those runes for you.”

He raised the "Burning Hand", a finely crafted thunder hammer in his hand, and said, "Use the hammering method."

"Lord of the Fire Dragon?!" The governors looked at the face of the original body in shock.The bearded man with a broken leg exclaimed: "When did you——"

The sound of sonic boom drowned out the second half of his sentence. A forbidden soldier wearing dazzling golden armor flew into the Purple Kite Flower Hall dragging his afterimage. He lifted the almost crazy Vandier from the ground with one hand and roared angrily. Said: "You are the one who goes around telling others that I am dead?!"

Fan Dier was shaken awake at this moment and asked blankly: "Are you..."

The Imperial Guard raised his hand and pulled off his helmet, revealing a face of a god with long beards and no anger, with bright red lightning-shaped scars running across his entire forehead. It was the Eagle of Chogoris - Chagatai Khan!

A terrifying thought flashed through the minds of the governors: Could it be that the other Imperial Guards brought by the Emperor also——

The door of the Purple Kite Hall burst open, and Constantine and Gus filed in with nineteen people wearing imperial armor, taking off their helmets as they walked.

Leon El Jonson's dark green eyes stared at the governors unblinkingly: "I have never been so disappointed in someone."

Norton put his helmet under his arm, with a cold smile on his gentle and jade-like face: "During the Shang and Zhou dynasties, traitors would be punished by being burned."

"What an extremely ugly behavior." Fulgrim frowned in disgust, "My mood is not beautiful at all!"

Perturabo roared: "Death penalty!!!"

"Strip off the skin on their backs, tear apart their ribs, and pull out the still-beating lungs..." Leman Russ licked his long canines, "I want to make these idiots into blood eagles!"

"It's better to pour it into cement piles." Rogal Dorn said expressionlessly, "This can be considered their last contribution to the empire."

Conrad Coates, who looked a little sluggish, chuckled seductively: "Look at these idiots, my collection can be increased again."

Sanguinius roared angrily: "Traitors! You will burn in the fire of the sun!"

"I have a few engines of pain that are just right for these fools." Ferrus Manus screamed like a snake from between his clenched teeth.

"Hey! Aren't you going to freeze them?" Apas gestured in the air with his hand, "Make a transparent monument so that others can see the consequences of betraying the empire."

"Cut!!!!!!! Chop!!!!!!! Chop!!!!!!!!!!" Angron Talkir, who usually has the best temper, had this all over his face. The bulging blood vessels.

"In the name of the Imperium of Man and Macragge," Guilliman's blue eyes burned with rage, "I will make you suffer the punishment you deserve!"

Mortarion shook the reagent bottle that emitted an ominous black and yellow light, and pursed his purple lips into a straight line: "Just one drop of this toxin will make steel needles and blades flow in your veins. Don't worry, you will definitely not die. of."

Magnus's red hair was as angry as a lion's, and his one eye was as bright as a newborn star: "Perhaps the subspace will be the most suitable destination for you."

"I am ashamed of you humans!" Horus growled in disgust.

Luo Jia had veins popping on his forehead, crushed the Book of Holy Words written by him, and shouted: "Even God will not forgive you for the mistakes you have committed!"

"Life is short," Corax adjusted his whip with lowered eyes, "Why take shortcuts?"

The scoldings of the blood descendants of the Seventeen Emperors made all the Sector Governors collapse to the ground in fear, and the two people who came from behind the Primarchs made them want to faint on the spot.

"Pure blood? Noble surname?" Fiorina threw the Imperial Guard helmet aside, and the two cold opal stones in her eyes burst out with boundless souls and killing intent, "Any citizen of the empire is better than you. Stupid pigs must be noble and pure!”

"It's okay, Grand Duke Finley." Malcador took out the burning eagle staff from the void and said slowly, "Anyway, they and their family will disappear from the material universe soon."

"Don't...don't come here!" A regional governor suddenly pulled out a melta pistol from the holster on his waist, pressed it heavily on Ohm's neck, and shouted at the slowly approaching primitives, "This time—— This time we are in trouble! Let us take our fleet and separate from the empire, or I will shoot him!"

+holyshit!alone? ! +

The burst of spiritual energy crushed the Governor into a puddle of meat pie embedded in the marble floor. Ohm wiped the blood drops on his cheeks with his fingertips, exhaled thick white smoke from between his teeth, and whispered: + I won't allow it. There are officials in my country, in my government, who think this dangerous way. +