Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

"Are you back?"

Fulgrim looked at Horus and Vulkan walking out of the woods on the lakeshore.On the shoulders of the Wolf Shepherd God is a huge ferocious beast head, connected to a thick and heavy gray-black fur.Vulkan was empty-handed, but with a satisfied smile on his face.

"Good afternoon!" Vulcan greeted energetically. His short sleeves were soaked with blood and minced meat, but he had no intention of cleaning them. "Ferrus, did you manage to earn a bowl of fish soup for our family dinner?"

Ferus, who was lying on the lounge chair, pushed his sunglasses to his forehead, rolled his eyes, and said: "Before Apas comes out of the lake, even ocean-going fishing boats can't catch half of the fish. Those with scales All the beasts listened to her, and now they won’t even enter the nest I made.”

"It seems we have to look for ingredients elsewhere."

Horus lowered the animal skin from his shoulders and blew up a gust of wind carrying the stench of the beast.Fulgrim quickly reached out to block his glass, while wrinkled his nose in disgust.

"Can't you just find a place to put this thing away?"

"Oh, Fogg, I can't take it back to the room like this." Horus said with a smile, "Dad will kill me. It's better to simply clean it in the lake first, at least it must be cleaned." Clean the dust and dirt off it."

Vulkan looked around: "Where is Guilliman? Isn't he with you?"

"There he is."

Ferus raised his shining silver iron finger and pointed to the sky. A bright and warm sun hung in the soft clouds. Its crown light shone rationally and calmly on all things on the earth, while at the same time devouring the dark vortex in the sky. wisps of black energy emanating from it.

"His subspace essence is really like his father." Horus said with a hint of imperceptible envy in his tone, "But mine is also very good, more like my mother, but not as eager to destroy and kill as hers."

"You are her eyes that oversee the gates of the underworld, and I are her wings that project the flames of destruction." Fulgrim stirred the cocktail in his glass. His face was the most beautiful in the world no matter what angle he looked at it from. Artwork, "In comparison, your workload is much greater than mine."

"In fact, it's nothing," Horus said humbly. "The alien undead killed by the weapons made by the mother will endure the eternal suffering of being burned by the fire of the Cang Ling in her warp realm - that is, the underworld. The pain. And I just need to keep an eye on them and don’t let the undead find a chance to escape.”

"What if they escape?" Ferus asked curiously.

"Then they will become the food of the evil god of subspace, or they will become a new type of subspace creature after being contaminated by chaos."

Horus soaked the animal skin in the lake water, and while scrubbing it repeatedly with his palms, he said: "No matter what their fate is, it is not good for us humans. So I have been trying not to make mistakes and make sure that all the undead stay." I was within sight. And I turned out to be an excellent caretaker."

Just as he was speaking, the black vortex in the sky had been completely swallowed up by the sun of human reason. This supernatural celestial body exuding the radiance of reason fell from the sky, shattered its perfect sphere on the shore of the lake, and turned into a statue. Blond man.

Robert Guilliman picked out a few black feathers from his hair and said calmly to his brothers: "The black vortex is the incarnation of the fallen angel Lucifer. He is the enemy of God, so the people of Giant Mountain Town... The code says we hide under parasols without the sign of the cross. He has been killed by me, both incarnate and in person."

"It seems that another rule has become invalid." Horus nodded with satisfaction, "Luo Bao, have you found..."

"No, it's still not the 'origin'." Guilliman frowned slightly.

"Origin" is another purpose for the Emperor's children besides enjoying the holidays. The reason was that Konrad Curze forcibly peeked into the future of the Primarch Father, causing his warp essence to be backfired by fate, leaving behind A wound that is difficult to heal.

No medical method can cure this injury. Even if Ohm himself personally goes deep into the subspace and seizes massive amounts of pure chaotic energy from the hands of the four evil gods, it will still be of no help to the fate of the people.

Essence damaged, Curze is growing weaker as time passes.Of course, his father can use his supreme power to maintain the current strength and soul of the Midnight Ghost forever.

But Curze refused. He would rather die than become a burden to his father and the empire.Especially at this time when Chaos is eyeing the Empire, the Emperor's power should not be used on him.

Ohm was both happy and angry at his son's stubbornness. He believed that the way to save Curze must exist in the real universe, but it was not on the world line where they belonged.

That's why Ohm dragged his family to this giant mountain town that distorted the rules of reality, intending to seize the origin that created it and maintain it, so as to heal the fate of the midnight ghost's subspace essence.

Pulling back his thoughts, Guilliman said: "Besides, I prefer you to call me by my full name rather than a nickname."

"But we are brothers, Luo Bao, although we are not related by blood." Fulgrim put his arm around Guilliman's shoulders and said with a smile, "Look, you can also call me Little Phoenix in private. His name is Gorgon, Vulkan is the Great Lizard, Horus is the Little Wolf - as long as you are not afraid of confusing him with Riemann."

A muscle on Guilliman's cheek twitched. His nose was filled with Fulgrim's floral scent, and he said with great reluctance: "I'll try my best."

"Don't tease him, Fogg." Ferrus said lazily, "He is such a serious guy, more rigid than a machine."

"This is called 'rules'!" Guilliman said sternly.

"Whatever you say." Ferus waved his hands angrily, with a gossipy look on his face, "I heard that my father asked you to receive the Death Army of the Eldar. That Everene seems to be very fond of you. interest?"

"The Eldar are very interested in everything in the Empire," Guilliman's eyebrows knitted together tightly, "And Efreyne, she -"

Vulkan put his generous palm on Guilliman's shoulder, his fiery eyes flashing meaningfully: "You must withstand the temptation, brother."

"I've been married once, Vol... Big Lizard."

It was obviously extremely difficult for Guilliman to be called brother. His whole face wrinkled up, as if he was tasting the Emperor's cooking skills.

"Believe me, it was not a very pleasant experience, especially after my son and daughter were born, married life has simply become... In short, as long as my brain does not have any lesions, I will never step into it again in my life." The tomb of love. Not to mention that Evelene is an alien with pointed ears?"

"That's hard to say, brother." Fulgrim's olive green eyes that were exactly the same as Fiorina's sparkled, "That's hard to say..."