American Comics: My Warhammer Simulator

[You raised your eyebrows slightly.

[You drove the Vibranium Power Armor to move the magnetic boots, turned around and stared at the God's Messenger Yin Fulei Ni, who had already heard Calgar's racist whispers. ]

[At this moment, the other party's delicate and gorgeous white face did not show any emotional changes. Only her deputy of the Death God Army, the Chosen Thousand Faces, stared at Calgar's tall figure. ]

[Yin Fulei Ni just shook the emerald green feather ornaments behind her white sky-high hair like a peacock's tail under your gaze, and at the same time slowly raised the old woman's sword in her slender palm, and looked back and forth at the sharp blade with a cold light. ]

["They are now our important allies, especially for that matter.\