Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

Gog Vandire looked at the Astropath kneeling under his throne in surprise: "The Emperor really agreed to come to my planet?"

"Yes, my lord." The Astropath, who wrapped his eyes with a bandage full of inscriptions, said respectfully, "The Emperor is very satisfied with the amount of tithes you have paid. The Supreme Being will arrive at your home in the near future. Planet, the Terra Palace hopes that you can do a good job in reception, so don’t neglect it.”

"...I understand, you can go down."

Watching the Astropath leave with Yu Yu holding the scepter with metal eyes on the top, Fan Dier's lips curved into a sinister smile.

Emperor, will you also bleed?

In the past thirteen hours, Fandier learned a shocking news through other governors who came to the palace to meet the saint.

The person sitting on the Golden Throne now is not even the psychic clone left behind by the Emperor, but a complete replacement!

Coupled with the Imperial Guards and Silent Sisters outside the palace, the defense scope was invariably shrunk into the depths of the palace.This series of unusual actions is enough to show that the terrifyingly powerful emperor was seriously injured for some reason!

After repeatedly confirming the authenticity of the news, Fan Dier's two hearts began to pound.

He was born on Terra and knew some of the Emperor's secrets.The giant who was revered as the lord of mankind was just an orphan without a father or a mother.

Such a person can be the emperor, then he——Gorg Vandire!Governor of the Constantine Star Territory!Why not sit on that golden throne and experience the pleasure of controlling the destiny of all mankind? !

Vandire leaned on his throne, raised his hands and covered his face with force. It seemed that he was concentrating on the emperor's arrival, but in fact he was trying desperately to cover the raised corners of his mouth.

Let me see if you have the guts to do it yourself, Emperor!

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"Tsk, Emperor's Dream? Messiah, the name of your flagship is really unlucky."

+This is to remind me at all times that if I make even one mistake, the current human empire will be turned into a dream in an instant. +

"...I really can't stand you guys who like to make deep meanings."

The Emperor's Dream is Ohm's super-giant flagship.The ore and steel of Terra forged her skeleton and woven into her skin, transforming her into a giant of gold and marble born from the void.

The beauty of the Emperor's Dream almost exceeds the limits of human imagination. The flapping eagle serves as the bow of the ship, and the hull is covered with statues and a huge city composed of war temples.The hull and flanks tapered to a spear-like tip, while the engine blocks glowed cold blue.

And her size is comparable to the solar system that gave birth to Holy Terra.

Accompanied by a burst of melodious music, the sweet voice of the machine soul of the Emperor's Dream came from the loudspeaker: "The warp voyage has ended and we have arrived in the Constantine sector. The people are waiting for your arrival, Your Majesty, the Most Holy and High."

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Like all the invited Sector Governors, Vandier raised his head and looked beyond the sky at the golden palace that could be directly observed with the naked eye.

If it weren't for those glowing ion gravity engines, the Constantine sector ruled by Vandier would have been torn to pieces by the gravitational disturbances brought about by such magnificent creations.

Is this a sign of majesty?

Fandier's smile became more confident.Because he knew that the Emperor had never carried out inspections on his flagship before, and had always gone alone or accompanied by thirteen Imperial Guards.And this huge ship outside the world is undoubtedly a manifestation of the emperor's strength at the moment.

He saw a blue meteor break away from the golden palace and turn into a burning orange-red color due to friction with the atmosphere.The governor of the Constantine Sector calmly adjusted his thick purple robes and ordered: "Play music!"

In the hymn composed of brass instruments, pipe organs and bells, the golden-red "Orion" attack transport craft landed on the pre-planned landing pad. As the hatch at its rear slowly opened, tens of thousands of onlookers watched. The crowd held their breath almost simultaneously.

Come on, come on.

Fandier adjusted his prosthetic eyes with visual enhancement effects and locked them firmly on the open hatch, feeling a trace of eagerness in his heart.

I have ordered the entire sector to watch the broadcast of the Emperor's arrival. Show your weakness and malaise in front of everyone's eyes!

The first person to step out of the cabin was a group of Imperial Guards wearing shining golden armor. The red tassels on their pointed helmets trembled slightly as they ran. The blades of the power spears in their hands exuded the cold light unique to the decomposition force field.

A total of 22 Imperial Guards!Vandire was overjoyed, another evidence of the Emperor's weakness!

He exchanged meaningful glances with the governors beside him, and one of them smiled slightly and made a vague gesture to his men.The attendant stroked his chest and bowed, retreating into the deep darkness of Vandire's palace.

The Imperial Guards divided into two lines in front of the cabin door, knelt down heavily on one knee, and shouted loudly: "Welcome my Lord! There is no emperor!"

With the hum of the anti-gravity field, a golden throne floated out of Orion's belly.The onlookers' eyes widened in disbelief, because what they saw was not a golden giant as tall as a statue, nor a peerless king in royal robes - but a man curled up on a golden throne, as withered as a rotten tree. Skinny little man!

Even his twinkling golden eyes couldn't hide his weakness. His long, lusterless dark gray hair poured down from the edges of his hood. His originally bronze skin was now like rotten tree bark, gray and gray. Full of wrinkles.

His right hand on the armrest was as thin as a firewood stick, while his left arm was missing. Judging from the shape of the hem of the black robe, his two legs had turned into remaining piles of flesh.If there wasn't a one-eyed man in black armor guarding the suspended throne, this thin body might even fall from the seat and break his fragile neck.

This is exactly a corpse placed on a golden throne!

The crowd instinctively looked towards the Orion cabin, hoping to see the tall and mighty Emperor they had seen in books and videos step out, but the attack transport craft had already begun to close the hatch, completely cutting off their Think about it.

On both sides of the kilometer-long welcoming avenue, stood the Astra Militarum to prevent the crowd from getting too excited and rushing into the holy driver.At this moment, their cold faces were full of confusion and astonishment, and like the people behind them, they fell into dead silence.

Instead, Vandire shouted through the loudspeaker: "Hail! People of the Empire! The Emperor has brought the glorious gospel!"

Like pouring a ladle of cold water into hot oil, trivial whispers spread throughout the entire star region in an instant.