American Comics: My Warhammer Simulator

At this moment.

A wisp of cold wind gently blew on Rorschach's face, and he subconsciously came back to his senses.

This simulation has ended, and it is time for him to choose the enhancement.

He narrowed his eyes and carefully read the information marked on the other reward options.

However, when Rorschach's eyes swept across the last mark of the third enhancement reward.

He couldn't help but frowned and muttered to himself:

"I have long guessed about Alpharis's loyalty, but what does it mean that the disaster is coming and we are doing our best? How come even the emperor has become a riddle man?"

"Does it mean that the mainland will encounter some huge changes? Or will there be greater obstacles in future simulations? Please explain it clearly!"

Rorschach took a deep breath and shook his head subconsciously.

In the end, he chose not to dwell on it.

Rorschach quickly adjusted his mentality and chose the reward of the enhancement surgery without hesitation.

"Hiss--"

Instantly, accompanied by a series of subtle rustling sounds.

A trace of gradually increasing intense pain rose faintly from the deep of Rorschach's tall body hidden inside the power armor.

Soon after, this intense pain, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, quickly spread to every inch of skin on his body.

At this moment, Rorschach's skin color began to change back and forth between the extreme colors of black as carbon and pale as snow.

Even the structure of the skin tissue itself seemed to have undergone terrifying changes, like a melting liquid constantly raising waves of strange waves!

Ten minutes later, Rorschach, with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of hot air from his mouth and nose.

He glanced left and right and picked up the metal helmet thrown in the pile of fallen leaves.

With the help of the faint starlight falling from above his head and the weak light revealed by the screen inside the helmet.

Rorschach could actually vaguely see a familiar face with bronze skin on the black ceramic steel shell of the metal helmet.

"Uh... am I going to become Alpharius too?"

Rorschach subconsciously opened his eyes wide with a hint of shock in his eyes.

He stared at the blurry bronze bald head on the helmet shell and murmured in a low voice.

At this moment, accompanied by a terrifying change of skin wriggling and undulating.

Rorschach's smooth scalp actually grew back his original short gray hair, and even the color of his skin quickly returned to its original appearance!

"Fortunately it can be restored, I was scared to death..."

"However, this disguise and transformation ability can only turn into the appearance of Alpharius Omegan, or if I persist in changing and trying hard, can I also turn into the appearance of others?"

Rorschach, who raised his hand to touch the familiar chin, was completely relieved.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the twinkling stars above his head and muttering to himself.

After thinking for a while, he did not come up with any answer.

So, Rorschach simply drove the power armor and slowly stood up, walking towards the position below the hill.

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However, Rorschach soon discovered a passive special ability that could transform into something other than the Alpharis brothers.

Just as he drove the power armor and accidentally walked past the chief who was on guard.

The other party holding the grenade launcher seemed not to notice his passing and existence.

He didn't even send a basic greeting.

This is an extremely rare situation in the stormtrooper team.

So, Rorschach, with a frown on his face, subconsciously asked.

But then, the chief was startled.

Even the grenade launcher in his palm was instantly raised.

After he reacted, he whispered to Rorschach who was close at hand:

"Sorry! Chief! I didn't notice your presence just now... But I promise I wasn't distracted!"

"Huh? You mean, you didn't even notice the sound of me approaching?"

Rorschach asked the chief thoughtfully.

"No... Now that I think about it, it's more like I subconsciously ignored your footsteps, thinking that it was some kind of natural phenomenon that should be taken for granted... Chief, are you experimenting with some ability?"

The chief thought for a moment and asked Rorschach in a puzzled tone.

"Well, maybe..."

After listening to the chief's answer.

Rorschach responded with a few vague words.

He immediately drove the power armor and walked quickly towards the alert position of others.

In order to test the specific effect of the special ability.

Rorschach also deliberately increased the heavy footsteps of the power armor when it was moving.

As a result, except for Craig who had not yet fallen asleep, he noticed the abnormal situation in advance.

Neither the Bain brothers nor Gao Qi noticed Rorschach's approach.

Even Craig told Rorschach.

He made an unconventional judgment based on his own environment and basic common sense, rather than relying solely on the sensory system.

Finally, Rorschach made some judgments and analyses for himself.

That is, in addition to obtaining the active camouflage ability that can change his appearance.

There is also a special passive ability that can tamper with other people's sensory systems or reduce one's own presence.

And this seems to be one of the reasons why the twin Primarchs of the Alpha Legion are so mysterious.

Time passed quickly, just when Rorschach was enthusiastically studying new abilities.

Valkyrie, driven by Iron Man David, slowly cut through the cold air and arrived above the rebel base before daybreak.

After Valkyrie carefully found a suitable open space and landed quickly.

A team of automatic servo robots jumped out of the cabin first.

Under the curious onlookers of the rebels, they began to carry a large number of supplies to the outside.

At this moment, Rorschach, who had just learned how to forcibly turn off the passive ability, appeared out of thin air and walked out from behind the onlookers.

He said to Zora, who was looking at the supplies, with a calm expression:

"You go to sort out the supplies first, arrange everyone's food and daily life, and then come to me."

"The people in the logistics team will help me deal with these trivial matters. I want to discuss with you the matter of rescuing Victor now. We have been waiting for this day for too long."

Zora quickly retracted his gaze.

She stared at Rorschach's face and shook her head firmly.

Rorschach turned his eyes and glanced at the Iron Man David who slowly walked out of the cabin.

He pondered for a moment, nodded and said:

"Then you go and notify everyone to find a cave to gather... I want to get all the information and data that your resistance knows, especially about the Harlem family."

"After all, only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win every battle. I need to know the specific location where Victor is imprisoned, the number of enemies, and why you failed to rescue repeatedly. Do you understand?"

Hearing Rorschach's words.

Zora's face suddenly showed an excited look.

She nodded very hard and said:

"Chief! We will do our best to cooperate!"