American Comics: My Warhammer Simulator

【Two looters that lost control crashed deeply into the ground not far away, splashing large amounts of dust and gravel.

【You slowly put away your plasma pistol, picked up the Pain Power Whip and went forward to check the body of the Nightmare Swordsman. 】

【Since the Dark Eldar do not have Bonesingers, there are no precious things like Spirit Stones, which are special benefits for both the Eldar themselves and other races. 】

【You accidentally found a mask of chagrin made of skin and bones of an unknown race under the nightmare armor of the headless Nightmare Swordsman. 】

【This is a very special mask product that allows the wearer to distract the opponent during melee combat. 】

【It is said that the enemy will see his family, lover or idol, which will completely distract his concentrated attention and lead to his defeat. 】

【You raised your eyebrows slightly and casually threw the black and white mask of chagrin into the time and space crystal as a collection. 】

【You also selected a high-quality Clive broadsword as a trophy of this battle. ]

[You slowly stood up in your power armor and got on an Eldar jetbike that was floating nearby. ]

[You squinted your eyes and hesitated for a moment, but finally changed the direction of your flight. ]

[You started to gallop towards the direction where the three Nightmare Swordsmen were attacking. ]

[The elite Eldar warriors, the Nightmare Swordsmen, were not ordinary looting teams. There must be upper-class figures from the Dark Eldar who came to this planet.

[You plan to reduce some unnecessary suffering for the local human civilians before leaving this planet. ]

[You drove the Eldar jetbike under the afterglow of the sunset, and the white hood was gradually dyed scarlet by the sunset. ]

[And with the arrival of the cold night. ]

[You also vaguely heard the roar of bombs and fierce gunfire coming from afar. ]

[You immediately stopped moving forward and put away the Eldar jetbike. ]

[You pulled out the two relic-level pistols hanging from your waist and held them tightly in your palms. ]

[You quietly sneaked towards the direction where the sound of fighting came from without hesitation. ]

[Soon after, you successfully arrived at the edge of the battlefield. ]

[You drove the power armor and lay on the sand, squinting your eyes to scan the surrounding situation. ]

[In the middle of a slightly low-lying sand pit, a circular web gate suspended one foot above the ground was operating and opening. ]

[Up to fifty dark Eldar warriors held poison crystal rifles, firing back at the enemy while jumping back and forth around the web gate. ]

[At the same time, a tall, pale, six-armed female Haemonchi stood near the web gate.

[And next to it, three tall four-handed snake bodyguards guarded their clients like metal door panels. ]

[If you didn't guess, the three nightmare swordsmen came from this place. ]

[They either have other plans or were sent out by their Haemonchi employers to perform other tasks, and are now waiting for their return. ]

[You turned your gaze and looked at the other side that was fighting fiercely with the Dark Eldar. ]

[At this moment, three tactical teams with Deathwing logos painted on their heavy shoulder armor plus a tactical team with only four people left, a total of 19 Astartes, relying on several Land Revenge boats as war cover, continued to launch fire coverage at the Dark Eldar in front. ]

[You stared at a familiar figure who kept roaring crazily, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of your mouth. ]

[You crawled a little distance to the back. ]

[You casually opened the pocket universe fragment of the time-space crystal and looked for suitable weapons and equipment. ]

[You also saw the Centurion Heavy Combat Exoskeleton stored in it at a glance. ]

[Unfortunately, this thing requires a long and complicated loading before it can be barely used. ]

[You have no time to waste, and no servitors to assist in the installation. ]

[Your eyes swept across the Centurion heavy combat exoskeleton that looked like it was made by Salamander. ]

[You carefully took out two cyclone missile launchers from the time-space crystal and quickly installed them on the nearby sand. ]

[You searched for ammunition and supplies again, and finally found a few melta bombs that were very easy to use. ]

[After you hung up the melta bombs, you crawled to another location on the edge of the battlefield again. ]

[Swish, swish, swish——]

[Accompanied by a sharp sound that suddenly crossed the dark night sky. ]

[One after another, cyclone missiles quickly took off and launched a very terrifying fire bombing towards the Dark Eldar's battlefield. ]

[The Dark Eldar warriors, who were not heavy armor units, suffered heavy casualties in an instant. After just one bombardment, there were only more than 20 Eldar warriors left. 】

【However, the tall female Haemonchia did not seem to feel any fear. 】

【It did not care about the casualties of the Dark Eldar warriors. Instead, it immediately raised a pair of sturdy arms, controlled a Haemonchia weapon called the Destroyer, and launched a fatal projectile in the direction of the Dark Angels tactical team. 】

【In an instant, dense green toxin compounds exploded like a meteor in the center of a tactical team. 】

[The horrible toxin that quickly corroded the power armor and the body of the Astartes made the injured team members scream in pain subconsciously, and then exploded into a mass of tragic flesh and blood! ]

[Such tragic battle losses also made the Dark Angels unable to care about the origin of the whirlwind missile. ]

["For Ryan--\