Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

The smell of medical disinfectant filled every corner.

The incandescent tube made a dying hissing sound, and the dim and flickering white light gave the straight corridor an eerie feel.The faded wallpaper was bulging and falling off due to moisture, like some kind of connective tissue that was gradually dying.

Each ward was tightly closed, and the observation windows embedded in the door panels were like black holes that swallowed everything. Indescribable whispers leaked from behind, like millions of flies vibrating their dirty wings at the same time.

"Only patients, no caregivers?"

Norton held the paint bucket and brush in his hand, and his ever-burning golden eyes quickly scanned the rooms on both sides of the corridor, and said to the archangel beside him: "This is different from the rules."

The tourist guide of Jushan Town states that doctors and police are respected professions in the town, and tourists must obey their orders.

Both the Dragon King and the Archangel have already met "Chief Burns" who represents the police. It seems reasonable that the doctors will not appear in the town, but if there are no doctors in the hospital, it will be a bit uncomfortable. Normal.

"So what?" Sanguinius said seriously, "Since we promised the residents to help them, we must do this well no matter what."

Norton raised his eyebrows: "Do you really think so?"

Sanguinius had a straight face and suddenly smiled, and the handsome face that the Emperor had carefully carved for him bloomed like a flower.

He smiled evilly and said: "My dear Norton, the primary purpose of my father taking us out on vacation is to let us have a good time, isn't it? I don't care what this town will become in the end. Look, Chapter [-] A ward has arrived.”

The Blood Angel had just put his hand on the door handle of Ward 109 when a rule that seemed to be written in blood suddenly appeared on the door panel.

——Hospital Code——

1. Outsiders please do not stay in the ward for more than 15 minutes.

2 There may or may not be patients in the room.

3 Please ignore all movements and sounds of the patient.

4. If the person knocking is a nurse, please do not open the door.

5. To ensure the patient’s rest quality, please refrain from making loud noises.

6. To ensure the public environment of the hospital, please do not eat or drink.

7. To prevent and control the epidemic, please wear a mask as required.

8 Please make sure your shadow is still your shadow.

After reading the eight rules, Norton and Sanguinius looked at each other, then politely...

Kicked open the door of the ward!

A loud rumbling sound instantly swept through the entire floor, and whispers in various wards suddenly became restless.Norton seemed to have heard nothing and said loudly: "Hello! Is anyone there?!" (5)

Sanguinius stuffed his mouth full of berries, chewed them over and over again and muttered: "We're here to help you repaint the walls!" (6)

In an instant, two evil winds passed by Norton and Sanguinius. Both of them felt that their ears were filled with bloody and sticky chants, and at the same time, the energy consumption in their bodies accelerated greatly!

If the energy was lost at this rate, the two of them would probably starve to death here - if they stood stupidly at the door of the ward for 1000 million years.

Otherwise, this energy loss would not be as much as the spiritual energy they spent on compressing their bodies.

As for the sticky and weird whispers...both Norton and Sanguinius could both comment lightly: "It feels...not as good as the Four Evil Gods..."

A thought quelled the whispers. Norton walked into the ward with great strides. He was greeted by a black shadow, which spread out in the air like a mutated wonton wrapper, and was about to be wrapped by densely packed ingrown teeth. He has no mask on his face! (7)

"I had no intention of sacrificing my first kiss to something as ugly as you."

Norton grinned, and his golden pupils suddenly shrank!

Psychic rotation·White Emperor Sword Prison!

Countless sharp bronze sword blades pierced out of "Wonton Skin"'s body, and amid the hoarse screams of this weird creature, they cut it into minced meat in the blink of an eye!

Sanguinius skipped through the monstrous creature's acidic blood—he didn't want to dirty the baroque leather shoes his mother had chosen for him.The archangel reached out and shook the patient's shoulders on the bed, calling anxiously: "Wake up! Wake up!" (3)

The pale humanoid creature on the bed, which was tightly bound by the straitjacket, opened its eyes blankly. Before it could make an unpleasant whisper, Sanguinius smiled and said: "Sir, your sleeping posture is wrong. Let’s go back to sleep again.”

The pale humanoid was furious, and it suddenly broke free of its restraints, and an ominous white light burst out from its entire body, illuminating the entire room extremely brightly, revealing countless twisted and weird shadows on the walls.

Surrounded by countless ghosts, its body was suspended stiffly from the bed, its hands stretched straight to both sides, and its wide-open mouth seemed to be a channel connecting the shadow world and reality, like a ghost!

"Oh my gosh, you're so sweet."

Norton unceremoniously stepped on the suspended body of the pale human form, and used a brush to apply the white latex paint in the paint bucket to the mottled ceiling. The paint dots fell like rain on the body and face of the thing at the Dragon King's feet. Even dripping directly into its mouth.

"I was just thinking about dismantling your bed to use it as a footrest." Norton did not forget to nod his thanks to the thing under his feet. "Thanks to you, I don't have to worry about it now."

Just when the pale human form was in disarray at the feet of the White Emperor Dragon Lord, Sanguinius turned to look at the evil shadows reflected on the wall, tilted his head and said softly: "Well... my shadow doesn't seem to be long. So..." (8)

This sentence seemed to trigger some kind of switch. Thousands of demons and evil spirits lurking in the shadows broke away from the shackles of the walls, and swept into the tide like thousands of wild snakes, attacking the silly blond boy in the room. Bite away!

It's near, it's near!

The demons are extremely excited. As long as they snatch each other's body, they can get rid of their current thin state and enjoy the bliss of drinking blood and devouring flesh again!

mine!This blond man's body belongs to me!

The moment a wisp of demonic tentacles touched Sanguinius's skin, the intense ecstasy was not yet revealed in their simple and straightforward thoughts, and the boundless sea of ​​scorching blood completely swallowed them up!

They saw... the majestic god stood up in the sea of ​​blood, spread out the pure white wings behind him that covered the sky, and every drop of blood dripping from that beautiful body like a work of art was a piece of blood. A planet that was completely destroyed and massacred!

Chaste angel...angel...ah...

This is the last thought revealed by the evil phantoms before their demise.

Sanguinius looked at the figure with wings reflected on his wall and said with satisfaction: "It looks much better this way!"

"You and Fulgrim are the same." Norton jumped down from the pale human body and inserted the brush into the paint bucket. "Both are very narcissistic!"

The archangel smiled and bowed slightly: "I'll just assume that you are praising me for being as beautiful as him."

Boom, boom, boom.

Just when Norton curled his lips and wanted to say something, the door frame of the ward was knocked by something invisible...