Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

Efreni's gaffe made the surrounding Astartes affiliated with the Emperor's Children very dissatisfied. Their palms were quietly resting on the bolters and chainswords at their waists, ready to kill this unruly creature at any time. The alien was beheaded to death in front of the palace.

Fiorina raised her palm to stop the Space Marines. Her smile was still warm and warm, but her eyes were slightly colder.

By sending such messengers, can those so-called ancient Eldar really offer Ohm a plan to kill the evil god Slaanesh?

Fiorina was a little dissatisfied. The other party's attitude was too frightening. There was no reserve or pride of the old civilized races, but only inexplicable pride.

"Lite," the Archduke called.

The black lion with white mane walked out from behind the silver throne, and the dark black gold armor on his body shone in the pale firelight of the hall.It didn't even pay attention to the strong-brained cat below, and directly rested its proud head on Archduke Finlay's knees, letting out a lazy whine from its throat.

The mother of millions of weapons caressed the black lion Wright's mane, her fingertips brushed the fine runes on its armor, and said to the Death Herald: "As you can see, I also raise the messenger of the Eldar. Cute little animals. I believe we will definitely have a lot of common topics in this aspect."

"I agree with you very much, Grand Duke of the Human Empire." Realizing her gaffe, Everene's pointed ears turned red, but she soon calmed down.

She knelt on the ground and said: "But I'm afraid we don't have time to discuss such interesting things. In order to prevent the evil god of desire from continuing to poison the universe, please help us obtain the five old woman's swords to awaken the god of death. All the power will completely kill the purple spirit in the subspace."

"Go on." The Grand Duke lowered his eyes, "Don't tell me that you haven't even found the coordinates of a sword until now."

"This matter is related to the life and death of thousands of spirit tribes. We definitely can't be such a childish person." Efreni nodded sincerely, and the phantom demon feathers on her headdress trembled with her movements, "Because we and other spirit tribes His soul is coveted by the Demon of Joy, so we need you to sneak into his palace and steal one of the Crone's Swords."

"That's interesting."

Fiorina stroked Wright's thick mane and said seemingly casually: "During the past six months of communication, your Death Army has been communicating with my herald in an extremely arrogant and contemptuous manner. I thought you had reached the point where you regard evil gods as nothing. Why don’t you even dare to step into the realm of evil gods now?”

A trace of embarrassment flashed in the depths of Efrenie's eyes. In fact, she had such a arrogant and rude attitude before boarding the Archduke's ship.

It's just that the current situation is stronger than that of the Eldar. In front of the Imperial Moon, whose power is comparable to that of the space god, even a Death Herald like her can only kneel down and tell the information one by one.

She described in detail the entanglement between the evil god Slaanesh and the Eldar, re-emphasized the importance of the Crone's Sword to the Death Army and the God of Death, elaborated on the benefits that the Human Empire could gain after eliminating one of the Four Evil Gods, and finally added:

"A strong man like you, or the golden god lingering in the world, will surely be able to easily sneak into the palace of the demon of desire, steal the old woman's sword, and find a way out for our spiritual race."

As soon as these words came out, all the Emperor's Children became angry.The Space Marines of the Third Legion activated their chainsaws and disintegration stances, and roared amidst the roar of the Warmaster Titan's engines: "Insolent aliens! How dare you despise the Supreme Emperor like this!"

In the minds of the Astartes, the Emperor is a great leader who loves mankind deeply, and the Grand Duke is the mother of the Empire who loves billions of people. They have an extremely high and sacred status.How could noble and pure beings like them be driven by aliens to do such despicable things as stealing? !

Just when the Warmaster-level Titans in all the alcoves of the hall locked all their weapons on Efreni, Fiorina stopped the children's actions for the second time and called out: "Angron."

"I'm here, mother."

Hearing the deep voice behind her, Efreni was startled.As an Eldar who has been fighting in Commorragh for many years, her vigilance to the surrounding environment has reached the highest level. Every dust in the air is locked to her. How could she not feel that there is something hidden in her? The person behind you?

"Forgive me for scaring you, but I have no intention of hiding."

The 20-meter-high Primarch of the No. 12 Legion looked down at the Death Herald at his feet. His long, thick jet-black hair fell down as he moved. Angron faced Efreni who looked surprised. He smiled gently: "Yes, I can sense your emotions and thoughts. This is a talent given to me by my father. Likewise, I can confirm that everything you say is true."

"very good."

Fiorina leaned forward slightly, and this simple movement made her feeling of oppression become more intense.She said to the Death Herald who was still kneeling on the ground below: "Seeing that you Eldar do have the means to kill Slaanesh, I can forgive you for being rude to me this time and will seize the Sword of the Old Woman. Put it on my agenda. But, Efreni, the hope of the Eldar, please remember-"

A halo like a silver moon rose from behind Archduke Finlay's head. In the brilliant silver light pouring to the ground, she said word by word to the Death Herald: "Except for humans, there is no race that is qualified. Use him as a tool."

"...Yes, the respected Duke of Humanity."

Efreni closed her eyes, not daring to look directly at the mercury-like glow all over the ground. It really contained too much pain and despair when the race was exterminated.She said sincerely: "I am willing to offer thirteen unexplored virgin worlds to the empire as an apology, not only as a symbol of the friendship between the Ark Eldar tribe that I represent and the human empire, but also as a representation of my unspeakable apology. "

Fiorina didn't comment on this. She just watched Efreni walking backwards out of the hall. When she disappeared in the twisted ripples of the teleportation array, she put away the Holy Silver Wheel behind her head and relaxed back on the throne. , laughed softly.

"The way to eliminate Slaanesh... Ha! I finally have a chance to kill that bitch who seduced my husband! Ohm, when you come back, you have to thank me..."

She sat upright suddenly and ordered to the King of Conquer and Slash and the Sons of the Emperor: "Pass the order, before the return of the Emperor himself, all legions should shrink to the defense line of the Eye of Vengeance to avoid damage and accumulate strength! Wait! When the Golden Overlord returns, the God of Desire will fall!"

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On the foggy, depressed road, corpses of starved bodies were lying randomly on the streets, and dried bones were hung on the gallows of the Holy See. In this lifeless silence, only the cries of crows could briefly break the silence, although That's a heart-stopping sign.

"Young man, young man..."

The hoarse old call attracted the attention of the black-haired man. He looked at the old woman curled up among the rotting corpses and dirty old blankets on the street, with an expression of interest on her resolute and handsome face.

"You have... you have the temperament to be a king... young man..." the old woman said intermittently. Hunger had exhausted her vitality and strength, but her eyes were still as bright as a girl, "If you If you want to realize your wish...just...just take this..."

A scarlet egg-shaped object fell from her dirt-covered fingers and fell steadily into the palm of the black-haired man.It is similar in size to an egg and has a perfect egg shape, but it has human facial features growing messily on the surface. The lips, nose, ears, and eyes are all lifelike, like chess pieces that have been thrown carelessly on the chessboard by a naughty boy.

"As long as you have it! As long as you have this Overlord's Egg!" The old woman's voice rose in a reflective tone, and her sparse gray hair floated supernaturally, "You will definitely realize your wish!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she took her last breath and fell down in the smelly blanket, completely losing all signs of life.

The black-haired man took out a handkerchief from his arms, carefully wiped the scarlet egg-shaped surface as warm as flesh, and said softly:

+Interesting. +