American Comics: My Warhammer Simulator

If the Primarch Rorschach had arrived at any Astartes Chapter.

Even if the opponent was a Chaos Warband, he would be the most distinguished guest or an enemy worth fighting.

But unfortunately, this time they came to a forge world belonging to the Mechanicus.

These oil masters were not Astartes with blood ties.

Especially the way Rorschach and others came and the identities they revealed.

It also filled their stubborn minds with doubts and suspicions.

Moreover, even if the oil masters advocate rationality.

There are still many twists and turns in the mechanical body that has undergone a lot of transformation.

Just like the unknown technical priest in front of him.

He only spent a few words and a set of fine power armor as a price to completely eliminate the fierce conflict that might break out between the two sides.

Instead of drawing swords and fighting each other without a word, spending a lot of materials and manpower to destroy three Astartes who were enough to cause major accidents and whose origins were unknown.

It is better to pay a small amount of materials and send the other party away from the forge world directly.

Regarding the development of this matter.

The original body Rorschach, who frowned slightly, and Severoscha, who shook his head and sighed, did not object.

Since the other party regarded them as the gods of plague, and there was no sign of war here, why bother to stick to the metal butts of the oil masters?

Just as the technical priest turned around and ordered several psychics to pass the information to the outside.

"Wait!"

Severoscha, who seemed to have discovered something, suddenly drove the power armor forward.

He walked straight to a younger-looking psychic, and asked in the suddenly increased vigilance of the people around him:

"Do you psychics feel that it is more obscure to use psychic power? Or do you have other special reactions in your body? For example, a splitting headache?"

"This..."

The young psychic was slightly stunned.

He then set his eyes on the technical priest.

"You can answer this question, and I also want to know why."

The technical priest nodded indifferently.

The young psychic who got the permission took a deep breath.

He looked up at Sefrosa's face and said with a wry smile:

"Respected Lord Astartes, all the problems you mentioned do exist. They probably started last night. Many psychics unexpectedly felt a sense of suffocation, like the illusion of drowning..."

"And after our very careful observation, this situation seems to have disappeared in the morning, so it is not a sign of psychic out of control, but there will be occasional headaches, but we can continue to endure it with our faith in the God of All Machines and the Emperor..."

At this moment, Sefrosa turned his head slightly after hearing the other party's words.

A pair of eyes full of solemn expressions stared in the direction of the Primarch Rorschach.

"Brothers, this is really troublesome."

"Well, don't let it be what I think..."

The Primarch Rorschach, whose expression was also solemn, once again drove the power armor forward.

He did not continue to cover up, but said to the technical priest in a deep voice without any courtesy:

"Start all your large-scale long-range auspex instruments immediately! Also, find the astropaths in the Astronomical Office to conduct large-scale psychic detection! Go!"

"Wait a minute!"

At this moment, the technical priest wearing a breathing mask suddenly raised a mechanical arm.

He looked up at the Primarch Rorschach, whose momentum was gradually rising, and asked again:

"What is it that is worthy of you to be so cautious? We have a complete Astra Militarum Corps, countless Skitarii and heavy vehicles, a Titan Corps, and two Knight Families on Griffin IV, so no matter what kind of enemy we face, we can achieve a glorious victory!"

"Haha."

At this moment, Primarch Rorschach looked down at the other party from a high position, and couldn't help but sneered.

He said to the technical priest in a deep voice, almost word by word:

"If there is no mistake in our judgment, the only explanation for the situation of your psykers is..."

"The Tyranids' hive fleet is coming! And the most terrifying main tentacles are coming!"

"And you actually want to resist with just a forge world? I have to admire your courage and loyalty, but despise your stupidity and stubbornness!"

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As time goes by.

The large auspicious instrument on the Griffin IV forge world and the psychic detection of the Astropathic Hall were quickly activated.

But the many bad news that followed also confirmed the conjectures of Rorschach and others.

A large number of psychic communications in the entire star zone were severely disturbed, and long-distance psychic communications that could cross the star zone were completely interrupted.

After several astropaths who continued to perform psychic detection basically fell into a state of madness.

The command level of the Mechanicus on Griffin IV finally reacted.

That is, a large-scale Tyranid hive fleet actually rushed to the forge world!

However, faced with such a serious situation.

These extremely stubborn oil masters once again rejected the suggestions put forward by Rorschach and others.

The ideas put forward by Rorschach and others.

It is to strategically transfer the most valuable technology and even the countless mortals who attracted the arrival of the Hive Fleet.

Only all the combat forces were left to launch a Jedi counterattack to see if they could defend the Forge World from the terrifying insect wave.

Unfortunately, there is no strong support from the Astartes.

Rorschach and others, who were unable to prove their identity as the original body, were unable to gain command authority over the entire Forge World.

However, for the sake of them discovering the enemy's traces and making a significant contribution to the Forge World.

The engine oil veterans also informed Luo Xia and others.

If they are willing to help the Forge World resist the Tyranid fleet, then a full-scale Astra Militarum can be put under their personal command.

After all, under the leadership of the Astartes, the Astra Militarum responsible for confronting the insect tide may have great morale.

Faced with this situation, the wild wolf Rorschach, who had just obtained the fine power armor, immediately replied with an insulting Fenrir word.

Even Sefrosha is preparing to use the Webway beacon, planning to summon the Webway portal as a trick.

But only the original body Rorschach hesitated a little and agreed to the request of the oil veterans without hesitation.

However, he also put forward new conditions.

That is, all resources and the intelligent control army of the forging world can be mobilized by him at will.

After weighing the specific gains and losses, the engine oil veterans decided to believe in the choice of the primary body Rorschach.

"I said, dear Primarch, are you crazy? There are only three of us here now! There is not a single Chapter of Astartes! Even if you summon the Devouring Sharks and several other Chapters, Just a few thousand Astartes are not enough for the bugs to eat!"

The wild wolf Rorschach, who wore a set of dark red sophisticated power armor on his tall body, stared directly at the original Rorschach.

He grinned loudly and shouted filial piety to the other party:

"I also know that this is your important duty as the Primarch, but can you look at the current situation? These damn oil bosses don't trust us at all! They just want us to lead the Astra Militarum mortals to fill the line !”

"What, are you scared, you wolf cub?"

"Now that you have obtained the power armor, I have no intention of forcing you to stay. You can choose to go with Seifer."

At this moment, Rorschach, who was observing the forge world map in detail, said without raising his head.