American Comics: My Warhammer Simulator

Dong Dong Dong——

Accompanied by the continuous sound of heavy footsteps.

Three tall figures in power armor rushed out of the subspace portal one after another.

"Well, this almost unbearable air pollution is indeed a forging world."

At this moment, the wild wolf Rorschach wearing a metal helmet subconsciously raised his head to sniff.

He turned his head and said in a deep voice to the Primarch Rorschach and Sever Rorschach beside him.

"Tsk, do you need to say that?"

Lord Sever couldn't help but chuckle.

He raised a palm covered with ceramic steel armor and pointed casually.

A few kilometers away between a large number of foundries.

A large group of Skitarii hunters wearing Martian Breath breathing devices and red robes on gray armor were running quickly towards them.

"Aha, it's time for our respected Primarch to come forward, but I don't know if this identity is useful. Don't be locked up and beaten!"

The wild wolf Rorschach shook the metal helmet.

He teased the Primarch Rorschach in a gloating tone.

"Well, if the local psychics and priests are not blind, they can definitely confirm my identity as the Primarch. I will let the Skitarii execute you first."

As soon as the voice fell.

Primarch Rorschach took off the vibranium helmet and tucked it under his armpit.

At the same time, he complained to the wolf Rorschach, not to be outdone.

Buzz buzz buzz --

Soon after, a series of arc rifles with low buzzing sounds quickly aimed at the three tall figures who had been standing there motionless.

After all, they were here to ask for help. If a conflict broke out, it would be difficult to solve the problem.

"I am the 22nd Primarch of the Human Empire. I request to meet your forging general, and let the priests and psychics verify my identity!"

At this moment, Rorschach, driving the vibranium power armor, slowly stepped forward.

He spoke loudly to the Skitarii hunters around him.

The Skitarii Rangers who heard the words of the Primarch Rorschach were obviously stunned for a moment.

They then used the communication channel to transmit information extremely quickly.

After all, no one had ever encountered such a thing as the Primarch coming to their door in person.

If the other party was fake, it would be fine, it would just cost some manpower to destroy it.

But if it was true, a mere forging world could not afford the horrible crime of killing the Primarch.

"Please follow me, and you need to remain restrained and not make any movements that would alert us."

Not long after, a ranger captain seemed to have received some orders.

He stepped forward without hesitation and said indifferently to the three tall figures in front of him.

Primarch Rorschach looked at the other two people, and everyone nodded and agreed without any hesitation.

About ten minutes later.

Rorschach and his team were led to the interior of a state church sandwiched between a large number of foundries.

At the same time, the Primarch Rorschach and the Wolf Rorschach were both keenly aware of the faint movement of a large number of Skitarii and heavy vehicles gradually surrounding the entire church building.

"Tsk tsk, it seems that the oil masters here are very cautious, and it doesn't seem like there will be a civil war. Is the purpose of our coming here really just to fool a few sets of power armor?"

The grinning Wolf Rorschach took off his metal helmet casually.

He shook his gray and white hair that was emitting heat, and said to Sever Rorschach who was admiring the interior decoration of the church.

"It depends on the situation. If nothing big happens, in addition to getting you a set of master-level power armor, I will also get some vehicle samples or design blueprints for the Primarch, which is also a great achievement."

Sever Rorschach said without looking back.

Dong Dong Dong——

At this moment, the slightly heavy footsteps made the three people standing there turn their heads and look immediately.

Two tall Castellan mechas escorted.

A Mechanicus Tech-Priest in a red robe came with a priest of the Ecclesiarchy and several psychics.

"One may be from the Dark Angels, the other is wearing a power armor of unknown casting material, but judging from the alien sickle weapon he uses, he may be from the Death Watch. As for the one carrying a great sword, I have no impression of him for the time being..."

The Tech-Priest wearing a breathing device spoke bluntly to the people in front of him.

"Astartes, although the priests and psychics have not detected any signs of active demons or even the power of the Warp, we still have too many doubts about your true identity."

"If you don't want to cause a large-scale conflict, I can personally pretend that I have never heard of the topic of the Primarch."

"But if it is convenient, can you tell us the real purpose of coming here?"

Hearing the other party's indifferent words.

The Primarch Rorschach, with a frown on his brow, drove the Vibranium Power Armor and stepped forward.

He lowered his head slightly and looked down at the technical priest and asked:

"Putting aside other things, hasn't your Forge World encountered any wars or difficult problems recently?"

"Apart from those unresolved technological barriers, the only problem at present is your arrival. Since you have not caused any damage to the Forge World and have not shown a bad attitude, I can personally allow you to leave here safely. After all, I have heard of the Dark Angels Chapter, and Griffin IV does not want to offend a fledgling Astartes Chapter."

Facing the metal giant that was just around the corner.

The Tech Priest, without any emotional fluctuations, spoke to the Primarch Rorschach fearlessly.

And just when the Primarch Rorschach was about to continue speaking.

The Wolf Rorschach, who couldn't help shaking his head, suddenly stepped forward.

He grinned and said loudly to the Tech Priest:

"They are too slow. We came here to find a set of master-level power armor. If there is none, the precision-level power armor can also be used. As long as you help us, it is also a favor to you Griffin IV. If you encounter any major problems that are difficult to solve in the future, we will also help you... You see, it's that simple!"

The Wolf Rorschach told the other party everything in a few words.

And the Tech Priest faintly heard a mechanical sound of gears turning in his body.

Then, he first glanced at the expressionless Primarch Rorschach, and then set his sights on the Wolf Rorschach.

"Perhaps you have made a mistake. Griffin IV does not produce power armor, and no Astartes would go to a forge world specifically to find master-level power armor."

"However, in order to settle the matter as soon as possible, if you only want power armor, I can personally give you a set of fine power armor made of Lucius's Yangyan metal from my collection. The only condition is that I hope you can leave this place immediately."

At this moment, before the Primarch Rorschach could speak.

The grinning wolf Rorschach stepped forward quickly.

He extended a metal palm to the technical priest in front of him.

"Haha, deal!"

"As long as we get the power armor, we will leave immediately!"