Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

Rogal Dorn's expectations failed to reach the throne room. At this moment, all of Orm's attention was placed on Khorne himself who appeared in the material world.

+Back off! +

Ohm shouted to the Custodes who rushed into the throne room: + This is not a battle for you to interfere with.Constantine, Trajan, went out to assist the citizens of the empire.This evil god is going to face me. +

"But Your Majesty—"

Trajan wanted to say something else, but Constantine was more sensible.The commander of the imperial army suddenly pulled his colleagues, cast a cold and hateful look at the mighty Khorne, and then roared and ordered: "Everyone withdraw from the palace! Gather the councilors and chroniclers, and give each of them Have a gun in your hand!"

"ohm……"

Harry leaned all his weight on the Burning Eagle Staff, and the cauldron of Nurgle struck hard at his psychic clone, causing the Sealbearer's soul to tremble.His lips were pale and his face was like gold, and he said hoarsely: "I will deal with Nurgle, and Khorne will be left to you."

With a mortal body versus a god, this was a battle of extremely disparity in strength, but there was no fear in Harry's eyes, only concern for his daughter.

+Don't be too strong, my friend. +

Orm helped Harry onto the Golden Throne, letting the burning star torch warm the stiff and cold body of the Imperial Chancellor, and then turned around to face Khorne's ferocious smile.

+Khorne, the last time we fought, I slit your throat. +

"Mortal!!! Let me see how much you have grown!!! Are you qualified to chop off my head!!!"

The Overlord of Terra roared down from the steps, and the terrible demon king roared up from the steps. Two giant swords burning with supernatural flames collided violently. The two warring parties turned into shining stars of gold and scarlet, entangled and smashed together. The dome of the throne room outlines countless intertwining and collision trajectories in the vast universe!

On the earth, the warring humans and demons looked to the sky almost at the same time, and war cries representing pure will roared out from every mouth that could still spit out a sound.

"Zhuju Emperor Zhi! The hole will destroy the monsters!"

"Skull sacrifice to the skull seat! Blood sacrifice to the blood god!"

And just when the light of the sacred and the profane reached its peak, in the Great Britain region of Holy Terra, a sneaky figure quietly walked into a local public school.

During the war, this school was naturally deserted. Both teachers and students devoted themselves wholeheartedly to the battle against demons, just as every Imperial citizen was taught from birth - "Everything comes from Emperor, everything belongs to the Emperor."

Naturally, this figure is not here to steal students' pocket money, or to activate the automatic pickup of textbooks and sell them for scrap. There is a cunning soul hidden in its crouching body like a mouse. It also knows that this land is being destroyed by millions of tons. Before the concrete was filled, it had an even older name.

Riddle Family Cemetery.

This figure was groping on the plastic playground, like a rat twitching its nose in search of food. A wooden stick as thick as a finger stretched out from under the dirty robe. It muttered: "Show me the way... …”

The wooden stick immediately shifted its direction, almost forcefully dragging it to a mediocre grassland. After the figure stood still, it suddenly swung the wooden stick down like a blade.

The lawn rolled and split, forming a slope extending downward. It jumped up the slope and walked quickly towards the depths of the ground, the soil and turf returning on their own behind it.

It must move quickly. That damn orphan monitors every inch of the vast empire in real time. Only the Evil God of Khorne can buy it this short gap time.

The war between gods will soon end.

This figure headed underground, constantly waving wooden sticks to separate the earth and rocks. The reshaping of Holy Terra by the Imperial Guard of Terra, Rogal Dorn, caused massive amounts of soil to bury traces of the past, but as long as you dig deep enough...

It kicked a piece of rotten wood, and the light from the top of the stick recognized it as a coffin.

Perhaps the local officials neglected their duties to the Praetorian's orders, or perhaps the workers were careless at the time... In short, in some great plan, it was destined to find this rotten coffin buried in the soil.

“just as planned…”

Reciting unknown words in a low voice, it stretched out its claw-like palms to dig through the wet and rotten wood fibers, and pulled out a pale bone from the fertile black soil.

As if it had found a treasure, it raised the old human's femur high and shouted wildly towards the existence entrenched in the ocean of chaos: "Father's bone!"

A slender figure, neither male nor female, walked into the throne room, her bright and colorful skin changing endlessly like an aurora. Slaanesh himself thrust his dagger into the chest of Harry who was sitting on the golden throne and was dedicating himself to maintaining psychic clones tens of thousands of galaxies away. , looking at the delicate liquid flowing out, he groaned: "The blood of the enemy~"

On the planet Jiajia, Nurgle himself swung the giant cauldron and poured thick soup, forcing back Harry's violent psychic clone. He grabbed the ruined prince lying at his feet and stuffed it into the cauldron. He laughed loudly and said, "Servant's meat."

Imprisoned on the Silver Throne, Tzeentch shouted: "Return, the hour of end and death, the dark king who brings endless destruction!"

In the sky of Holy Terra, Ohm's Shinichi armor was covered with scars. His left eye was cut open by the demon soldier All Things Slaughter, with a scar running through his face and as deep as his skull. His remaining right eye looked at the blue, purple, and green lights. The roaring subspace frowned and whispered: +That is...+

“Say it in advance!!!”

Khorne covered his left arm, which had been chopped off by the Emperor's Sword, and roared with anger and disdain: "I did not participate in this shameful trick!!!"

Ohm remained silent, reaching out from his waist to pull out the sword of Yazun, which was entangled in flesh and blood. The armor on the left side of Shinichi was instantly dyed a deep black, and its shape became extremely twisted and hideous.

Holy Emperor, Supreme of Subspace—double superposition state!

With both swords in hand, Ohm looked coldly at Khorne with an expression of ecstasy on his face, and said without any emotion: + In this case, we have to fight quickly. +

"Right on my mind!!!"

A brand new arm dripping with blood proliferated from the severed arm of Khorne. The God of War and Blood pulled out a terrifying giant ax from the void, resonating with the slaughter of all things in his right hand!

Demon Soldier·Endless End!

The Black Gold Giant God and the Scarlet Demon Lord faced off for a moment, and then they roared with war cries and fought fiercely!

In the throne room, Slaanesh himself screamed and dodged the storm of bullets pouring in. The silver-haired woman who came all the way from the Lion Gate was as beautiful as him, and her cinnabar-like lips outlined a smile full of madness.

Fiorina, who came from Mars with Ferrus Malus, stretched out her delicate tongue and licked the barrel of the gun with the gun smoke remaining. The finely crafted bolt gun in her other hand kept firing, and she fired into the throne room. Slaanesh himself, dodging left and right, said with a smile: "Come on, let me take a good look at how many faces you have!"

On the surface of Planet Jiajia, Harry's psychic clone looked at the brown-haired woman in front of him in astonishment. While holding down Little Lily, he roared: "What are you doing here! It's very dangerous here!"

Hermione Granger Potter seemed oblivious to her husband's rebuke. She just stared indifferently at Nurgle's kind father's gentle and rotten smile, and pulled out the sharp sword wrapped in the cold moonlight from her waist: "How dare you?" If you touch my daughter and lover, even if you are a god, you will die here."