Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

Endless, black mud-like resentment spewed out from the deep cave under the Sin-Judging Tower.It was the resentment of the innocent people who were being judged, spreading across the land, intertwining with each other into countless abstract and grotesque human faces.

The Tower of Sin, smeared with honey, milk and spices, was eroded by resentment. Tens of thousands of clergy inside were swallowed up by the hatred they had created. Their flesh and blood were devoured in the dark mud, leaving only fragmented skeletons.

At this moment, the Tower of Sin was no longer as white as Ohm had seen before. It seemed that it had experienced tens of thousands of years of wind and rain in a very short period of time. The movement of its body tilting and collapsing made the entire land tremble.But... on the top of the Tower of Sin, the decayed stones were bonded by supernatural power, forming a giant hand that stretched toward the sky, as if to grasp the eclipse in the palm of its hand!

This is the precursor of the hand of God coming to the world!

Alpharius disappeared into the air. Ohm looked at Casca, who was twisting and struggling on Gus's shoulder and making strange screams from time to time. He frowned slightly, raised his hand and stretched out his index finger to gently tap on her eyebrows - —

*Such defective products should be destroyed. Madmen and idiots cannot be considered human beings at all! *

"Poor woman, her sanity was completely lost in the Eclipse of that year. When the apostles..." Ohm glanced at Gus' clenched teeth, "...she went completely crazy."

Gus controlled the frightened Casca and said eagerly: "You can cure her, right?"

"That's nature." Ohm's fingertips danced with spiritual light, causing the almost crazy Casca to freeze for an instant, as if she were a sculpture, suspended in the air.He looked into Gus's one eye and said, "So, how are you going to repay me?"

Gus knelt down on one knee without thinking, folded his hands on his chest, and said solemnly: "I would like to be the sword in your hand!"

+Then put it on. +

The sudden light and heat burned Gus's skin. It was the real sound coming from Ohm's throat, not an illusion created by vibrating the air with psychic energy.A beam of golden light split the space, burning and turning into a door engraved with a relief of a double-headed sky eagle, opening amidst a roar that could not be felt by the eardrums!

Along with the rhythmic sound of footsteps, Gus heard the buzzing of servo joints. A dark, skull-like thick plate armor stepped out of the golden portal. The armor on its surface was controlled by the built-in machine spirit. It bloomed like a bud, completely exposing its hollow interior to Gus's eyes.

+Berserker Armor.This is a protective gear that I have worn, modified and recast by my own hands.Now, it's yours. +

Gus couldn't help but stand up. When he reacted, the thick armor was already wrapped around his body.The armor expanded and contracted amidst the roar of the driver, finely adjusting various parameters according to the black swordsman's body.There were even dozens of mechanical tentacles stretching out from the gaps in the armor, wrapping around the dragon-slaying giant sword behind him, and installing a decomposition force field containing terrifying power on it.

When everything was ready, dozens of metal probes were deeply inserted into the neural interface on the surface of Gus' skin!

hum ——

Unprecedented power poured into Gus's body. He could feel that there was an extra cold calmness in his soul from the machine itself. The seemingly bloated and cumbersome armor had flexibility comparable to his own skin. Regarding another The memory of the world's supreme empire poured directly into his mind!

Looking at Gus with dilated pupils, Ohm lightly snapped his fingers, and the crazy memories in Casca's mind were instantly separated by psychic energy and covered with a thick barrier.

This is not a permanent ban. The psychic barrier will gradually unlock her memory over time. I hope this "slow release" will allow this once heroic female swordsman to re-establish a psychological defense... …

*hypocritical!You can obviously cure her directly!You just want to play your 'mankind conquers all' trick! *

+You really talk more and more. +

Ohm turned around and walked towards the crooked Tower of Sin. This magnificent man-made building was completely covered with resentment. Black mud was squirming on its surface. Thousands of deformed mouths were issuing vicious curses. Billions of pairs of chaotic eyes were filled with hatred. Staring at everything, it can almost be regarded as an extremely grotesque creature.

*Because you are too weak, Om Messiah!Deep in your soul, you know it clearly - because I am your soul! *

Ohm walked out of the camp surrounded by pale psychic flames. The hem of his white robe was almost instantly blackened by the materialized resentment, but they could not hurt even a hair on his head.The Emperor of Mankind was just strolling, feeling the cruelty and murderous intent of Mankind towards his fellow humans squirming under his feet.

*You can't escape me...you are insignificant and weak!You are nothing but an empty shell filled by the Emperor, a rusty trap that cannot trap me! *

The Tower of Sin was tilted at a gentle angle, and Ohm stepped up like a climber without psychic powers, heading towards the top of the tower, towards the altar of rebirth, towards the palm of the hand of God, Keep climbing.

*I will simmer you slowly!Burning your disguise, I will burst into flames, hot and bright, fierce and beautiful!You can't stop me, neither vows nor commandments, nor age nor burden!You can't stop me!But you are still trying, still escaping——*

The scarlet Behelet trembled endlessly in Ohm's palm. The destined time has come, and the man destined to become the incarnation of the god has arrived at the edge of the abyss - as long as he takes one more step forward, the destined son can shed his mortal body and ascend into a god. …

Ohm climbed to the top of the Tower of Sin and stood in the palm of this giant rock hand. Looking at the five empty fingertips of the giant hand, the cry of his inner soul reached its peak at this moment!

*Ascend to become a god! ! ! *

In an instant, the sky and the earth shook - the light around the solar eclipse was as crimson as blood, violent winds swept across the earth, gray and black mist enveloped all directions, the corpses squeezed in the tower spontaneously ignited in flames, and the rats carrying the plague gathered into a torrent.

They are here, agents of the gods, minions chosen by the law of cause and effect!

Rats swarmed like a mountain, their oily, dark fur intertwined together, turning into a swollen, soft, pale face, rising out of the filth like a full moon, with their wide-open mouths seeming to scream and suck.Crouching on the top of the little finger, he is Conrad, symbolizing disease and plague.

The fire melted and gathered, and magnificent jet-black feathers floated out from it. In the twisted light, there was a seductive body dancing wildly.When all the corpses turned to ashes, the bright black wings dissipated at the same time, and the broad bat wings bent to cover the body, and the pink hair, like the intestines and the placenta, spread over the shoulders.He stands on the middle finger, symbolizing lust and pleasure.

There was a chuckle in the gray and black fog, and it seemed that a traitor with a successful plot was spying in the shadows.The supernatural mist swirled and gathered into a small figure, always with a ghostly smile on its face, and dark crystal flakes embedded in the head that was sewn up and down.He is suspended on the tip of the ring finger, and is Ubik representing trickery and conspiracy.

The invisible wind took on a form at this moment, whistling and condensing into a pitch-black personality, with an eagle-beak-shaped helmet wrapping his face, and a long leather cloak covering his healthy body obtained by sacrificing his old friends.Standing proudly on the index finger, he is the Fremont that represents dreams and desires—and also the Griffith that Gus wants to kill in his dreams!

Finally, the bloody brilliance of the solar eclipse suddenly took on the texture of a liquid. It flowed down from the sky and was cast into a tall and thin human figure - his whole body was covered by a cloak, his eyes were sewn with thin threads, and the skin of his mouth and nose It was rolled around as if being tortured, and the overly enlarged brain was directly exposed outside the skull.He is the thumb of the hand of God, the Void who represents nothingness and existence.

The five hands of gods came to the world amidst the sorrow of mortals. Their postures are twisted and ferocious. They are both apostles of the gods and terrifying demons.

The five angels looked down at Ohm standing in the palm of his hand. The leader, Void, opened his mouth with exposed gums and said: "The prince chosen by the law of cause and effect is an eagle who does not belong to this world!"

The Overlord's Egg cried silently in Ohm's hands, flowing with blood and tears that would never stop, turning his palms red.

Ohm lowered his eyes and ignored the hand of God for even a glance. He just listened quietly to Woyd as he continued: "You are the chosen one! Just like this moment and this place, you are chosen by the great God. The existence recognized by the palm of my hand! You will become our kin and the blessed king of all living beings!"

As soon as the Archangel finished speaking, countless apostles with twisted postures crawled out from the mud of resentment covering the Sinking Tower like dead trees floating in the swamp.As soon as they appeared, they abandoned their human appearance, and their flesh and blood swelled and twisted into all kinds of strange and ugly things.Only a small piece of skin near the head still retains the face they had when they were humans.

"Now!" Void raised his skull-like palm wrapped in bright red flesh from under his robe, and a brand mark emitting a strange light emerged from the palm, "Offer your sacrifice and ascend to godhood!"

Amidst the bloodthirsty howls of thousands of apostles, Ohm remained silent. In his dark pupils, the golden light was constantly dissipating.

*Are you still trying to drown out my voice? *

+No.I will no longer run away from your presence and try to seal you away deep inside. +

*You-what do you mean? ! *

+Don’t you think it’s a good time now?There are so many enemies, so many gods, do you want to miss this battle? +

*Of course not! *

+What are you waiting for?Come on, it's time for you to take control of your body——+

Ohm suddenly raised his head, his eyes were as pale as frost, and a ring of dark sun rose behind his head. What radiated from its edge was not light—it was the creeping and distorted human filth!It’s an unchecked bloodthirsty desire!It is the origin of extreme greed and sadism!It is a violent and cruel chaotic thought!

Scattered black hair covered his face, the crown of burning thorns turned into sharp teeth in the flames, and the new and deformed flesh and blood armor wrapped Ohm's body. This was a soul forged entirely from his "human" side. An energy entity that symbolizes his true self before being colored by the Emperor!

Holding the giant sword wrapped in flesh and blood and burning with purple and black fire, Ohm grinned an eerie and joyful smile towards the Hand of God and the apostles: *Come on!Try to resist me and give me more pleasure! *