American Comics: My Warhammer Simulator

[You gently turned the throttle of the Eldar jetbike.

[You turned around without hesitation and sped away from the Dark Eldar and the Dark Angels. ]

[You seemed to hear the wailing of human civilians and the roar of the Dark Angels' bombs. ]

[At this moment, a strong wind with sand and dust blew over your dark green helmet and white hood, and also suddenly lifted your white robe and made a hissing sound. ]

[You aimlessly controlled the Eldar jetbike and sped away into the depths of the desolate area. ]

[You knew nothing about the next plan and journey. ]

[You had no supplies and no local map of the planet. ]

[You could only choose a direction by luck and move forward. ]

[At this moment, you also vaguely noticed that the nostrils and corners of the mouth hidden inside the helmet began to flow with a trace of cold blood. 】

【"Oh no, how could I forget that the Dark Eldar's weapons contain a lot of toxins..." You subconsciously opened your eyes, which were gradually blurring. 】

【You had no choice but to drive the Eldar jetbike and choose a desolate area surrounded by boulders nearby to temporarily repair. 】

【You took off the dark green metal helmet, and traces of black poisonous blood had spread all over the inside of the helmet. 】

【"Puff——"】

【You couldn't help but kneel on one knee and spit out a mouthful of smelly black blood on the dusty ground.

【"There are no medical equipment and medicines, and no next plan..." You struggled to support your tall body that was burning all over, and slowly sat down in a hidden corner with your back against a boulder, muttering to yourself. 】

【"Forget it, I'll just admit that I'm unlucky this time. It also allows me to experience the degree of the madness of the Dark Angels of the First Legion. I'll have a chance to find their Primarch again in the future, and Big Brother will come to seek justice..." 】

【You shook your head slightly. ]

[Your vision gradually blurred, and the rhythm of your breathing became longer and longer. ]

[The unknown Eldar toxin in your body is rapidly exerting its final effect, destroying the operation of many superhuman organs. ]

[However, at this moment, you seem to hear a faint sound of footsteps. ]

[You tried your last bit of strength to draw the broad power sword at your waist and fight the last battle. ]

[But your ceramic steel palm still fell weakly on the dusty ground. ]

["New recruit, why did you choose to betray the Dark Angels?" ]

[At this moment, you seem to hear a cold voice questioning you. ]

["Betrayal? I think the Dark Angels betrayed the Primarch and the Emperor? What is the difference between their stupid behavior and heresy?" Your consciousness gradually fell into a state of blur without any defense, muttering to yourself.

["New recruit, are you still loyal? Or are you going to betray the Emperor and humanity?" the cold voice continued to ask.]

[You listened to the other party's last words as if it came from the distant horizon.]

["I am loyal to the Emperor and to myself, but this time... I am still a little unlucky.\