American Comics: My Warhammer Simulator

Chapter 463 Save the Weepers (Part 3)!

Rumble--

Just when Rorschach, who had massacred a large number of greenskins, was about to temporarily join the Weepers.

Accompanied by a deafening roar of an engine that resounded across most of the battlefield.

An orc battle truck that was simply welded from thick metal plates and looked square kept crushing the greenskin orcs around who had no time to dodge.

A super-heavy-armored boss appeared in Rorschach's eyepiece range, dragging it!

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

"You bunch of cowardly trash, you're not even as good as a Squig! Look at me, let me deal with this big guy among the small shrimps!"

The huge super-heavy-armored boss couldn't help but show his big teeth.

A hint of arrogance was revealed in its large and small eyes.

His eyes repeatedly scanned the timid greenskin orcs around him.

Then, the super heavy armor boss slowly activated the yellow heavy armor that was more than three meters high on his body.

The opponent did not hesitate to launch a slow but fierce terrifying charge in the direction of Rorschach!

Rorschach, wearing a vibranium helmet, took a deep breath.

He suddenly raised his hand and waved it, and the metal ten rings that whistled through the air continuously collided with the heavy armor of the super heavy armor boss!

Ding Ding Ding——

Unfortunately, the routine methods of dealing with the killing tank were not even a basic tickle for this super heavy armor boss.

The opponent just raised a huge hydraulic iron clamp to block the only head without protective equipment, and continued to charge forward with his head covered!

Seeing that the metal ten rings had temporarily lost their effect.

Rorschach, holding the blood sickle tightly in his palm, drove the vibranium power armor to retreat quickly, while quickly turning his mind to find a countermeasure.

Dong Dong Dong——

Accompanied by the sound of heavy footsteps that were enough to cause the ground to shake.

The super heavy armored boss, who let out an angry roar, had successfully approached the attack range.

At this moment, before the opponent could swing the two huge hydraulic pliers vigorously.

Rorschach, who suddenly braked the magnetic boots, instantly pulled out several freezing grenades from the waist of the power armor.

After he activated it casually, he quickly threw it towards the crotch of the super heavy armored boss!

Chi chi chi!

In an instant, the entire lower body of the super heavy armored boss.

Together with a hydraulic pliers that had not yet been fully lifted, it was firmly frozen in place by a large number of crystal ice that exploded!

"Huh? Ice cold? You dare to cheat! You're looking for death!"

The super heavy armored boss stared at Rorschach's position with a pair of big and small eyes.

And almost at the same time.

Rorschach tightly grasped the blood sickle in his palm.

He drove the vibranium power armor with all his strength and launched a swift charge towards the super heavy armored boss who was close at hand!

Boom!

After a few steps, Rorschach's two magnetic boots repeatedly stepped on the ground, and a powerful recoil force made his entire tall body instantly jump high into the air!

Puff!

The next second, accompanied by the dull sound of cutting metal and flesh.

The blood sickle with green light lingering on the sharp blade cut off the huge hydraulic iron clamp that the super heavy boss tried to defend!

Then, it embedded into the opponent's unprotected green head!

"Wow--"

"The boss is dead! The boss is dead!"

"Shrimp can bite people too! Run!"

At this moment, the rapid failure and death of the super heavy boss made countless green orcs around him subconsciously scream in fear.

Even their fighting spirit was declining at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"For the people we cherish! We die with honor!"

At this moment, the Lamenters, who were trying to maintain the front line in the distance, seemed to have discovered the continued decline of the green-skinned orc army.

They suddenly let out a deafening war cry.

Then, they immediately led the almost unarmed mortal slaves behind them and launched an amazing counterattack!

Rorschach also took the opportunity to lead the intelligence control army that had just surrounded them and launched a continuous massacre against the green-skinned orcs who were in great chaos.

About an hour later, the last green-skinned orc who was crouching with his head in his arms was hacked to death by Rorschach's blood sickle.

Rorschach, wearing a metal helmet, shook the blood on the blood sickle slightly.

He paused for a moment, turned around and walked towards the Lamenters, who had just taken off their metal helmets.

"Unfamiliar battle brother, thank you for your support..."

However, the commander of the Lamenters, Foros, had not finished speaking.

Rorschach, who was walking forward, suddenly condensed a pair of huge black and red wings from the back of his power backpack!

"This is the throbbing of the Primarch's bloodline! That lord is back!"

At this moment, whether it was Chapter Master Foros, the surrounding Chapter Priests, or the ordinary Astartes.

They were almost instantly excited.

Everyone knelt on one knee to Rorschach, who was stretching out his black and red wings, and offered a loud and sincere greeting.

"The Lamenters Chapter greets the 22nd Primarch!"

"Hmm? Why do you know my identity?"

Rorschach stopped and slowly retracted the pair of black and red wings behind his power backpack.

He raised his hand and took off his vibranium helmet, stared at the people in front of him and asked in a deep voice.

"Dear Primarch, every child group separated from the Blood Angels parent group will go to the monastery above Baal to visit the holy battle banner stained with the blood of the Emperor, and listen to your discussions with the Primarch Saint Georg. A great story about fighting side by side with Lord Leth!"

"It's not just us. If you meet any of the Blood Angels' sub-bands, they will know a loyal Primarch who descended from the void, and anyone will obey your orders!"

Foros, the leader of the Lamenters Chapter, who grinned almost to his ears, opened his eyes wide and explained to Rorschach.

Rorschach, who squinted his eyes, was silent for a moment.

He immediately waved everyone to stand up.

Then, Rorschach stared at the people in front of him and said in a deep voice:

"Let's talk about the past events later. Let me ask, are there only this many mortal slaves you have saved?"

"If there aren't many of them, I might be able to lead you and the mortal slaves to a safer place."

Rorschach was heard asking.

Foros, the leader of the Lamenters Chapter, subconsciously looked at each other with the Chapter Chaplain next to him.

He then showed a wry smile to Rorschach.

"Lord Primarch, the number of mortal slaves still alive on this death ore star is probably close to three million!"

At this moment, Chapter Leader Foros had just finished speaking.

The original number of mortal slaves that could still be measured has actually increased at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Many mortal slaves who had been hiding deep in nearby mines walked out of the dark passage with numb expressions.

They gradually gathered in the direction of the Lamenters battle group with great hope!

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