American Comics: My Warhammer Simulator

Buzz buzz buzz——

When a Thunderhawk transport plane with roaring engines and a huge silver fuselage kept crushing the surrounding rainforest trees and forced to land.

Several tall bodies wearing steel power armor, silver helmets showing silver-white color, and several silver skulls hanging on their waists quickly stepped out of the hatch and stepped on the magnetic boots deep in the soft and moist rainforest soil.

At the same time, Rorschach, who could not distinguish loyalty from treachery with the naked eye, immediately drove the vibranium power armor and slowly walked out of the hiding place composed of rocks and vines.

He also completely exposed his huge body, which was far larger than the size of an ordinary Astartes, to the other party's eyepieces that were patrolling back and forth.

Of course, dozens of Terminator guards who had long been hiding behind the dense rainforest and tropical plants did not show up.

They subconsciously raised the storm bombers in their palms, ready to fire and raid this group of unknown Astartes at any time.

"Hmm? You are... the primarch?!"

"Ultramar, the chief prophet of the Silver Skulls, Librarian Vasiro, greets the primarch!"

At this moment, a quick-reacting Astartes was stunned for a moment, and then he quickly took off his silver helmet.

The other party's resolute face covered with tribal tattoos clearly showed great surprise.

The next second, Librarian Xivaro, with several silver skulls colliding back and forth on his waist, quickly stepped forward.

He knelt on one knee in the direction of the primarch without any hesitation!

"Silver Skull? So this is your home world?"

"Get up, brothers."

After hearing the other party's words.

Rorschach, who raised his eyebrows slightly, reacted immediately.

He had met the Silver Skulls in a prayer support a long time ago.

When Rorschach led people to save the Weepers.

A company of the Silver Skulls also participated in the Koslin Expedition commanded by the Ultramarines Chapter Master Calgar.

Although there was no formal communication between the two sides.

But the existence and identity of the lost Primarch, Rorschach, must be fully known by the Silver Skulls as a member of the Ultramarines.

Dong Dong Dong——

After dozens of seconds, as everyone's vigilance faded.

And Rorschach quickly waved his vibranium palm towards the surrounding rainforest.

The Terminator Guard members who were ambushing around the landing site of the Thunderhawk transport plane quickly revealed their tall and mighty figures.

And the think tank Vashiro who got up from the ground looked at several Silver Skulls' fighting brothers beside him.

They also commanded the Thunderhawk transport planes that were circling in the sky to find a wider rainforest ground to land.

However, at this time, when everything was going according to plan.

The think tank Shivaro who stepped forward unintentionally saw the Necron Overlord hidden in the depths of the Primarch's Terminator Guard!

"Wooha——"

At this moment, with the strange cry that suddenly burst out from the depths of the throat of the think tank Shivaro.

The originally joyful expressions of the Silver Skull Astartes present changed instantly.

They all drew out the melee weapons and grenade launchers they carried with them, wanting to completely solve the Necron alien in front of them!

However, the Terminator Guards who reacted more quickly and the scolding from Rorschach also prevented the Silver Skull who almost lost his mind from attacking immediately.

Seeing that the atmosphere between the two sides gradually became stiff.

The frowning think tank Shivaro had to stand up and explain to the indifferent Primarch.

A long time ago, the Silver Skull Chapter had encountered a sudden attack launched by a Necron named Astrologer Orikan.

The other party claimed that in order to ensure the correctness of their prophecy, they had to let the Silver Skulls, who were trying to save the human planet, suffer irreparable losses.

Since then, the Silver Skulls have no good feelings towards the alien race of the Necrons, and they will completely destroy these skeletons even if they pay several times the casualties!

This is why they had such an excited reaction after seeing a Necrons overlord.

At present, they can temporarily not deal with Trazyn for the sake of the Primarch.

But the think tank Vasiro also said it without concealing it.

He hoped that the other party could be more careful.

After all, even the Primarch can be negligent sometimes, and the home world full of terrifying rainforests is extremely suitable for burying a Necrons overlord.

At this moment, under the verbal communication between the think tank Vasiro and the Primarch Rorschach, the people who were about to have a conflict gradually calmed down.

And Trazyn, who shook his silver metal skull slightly, did not show any fear.

It may be to ease the prejudice and hatred of the Silver Skull towards the Necrons.

When everyone was walking towards the Thunderhawk transport, it told a funny story it had experienced.

About thousands of years ago.

It personally led a large group of Necromancers to fight against the green-skinned orcs that were rampant on Serenade.

And after the short war ended.

The local human people mistook it for an Astartes think tank from the Silver Skull Legion.

They even built a symbolic memorial statue for the Necrons.

Of course, the overall shape of the Astartes memorial statue, which is too thin and slender, is really hilarious, and it is more likely to attract the scrutiny and thundering measures of the Inquisition.

So after learning about this, Trazyn once again deceived and took away the memorial statue, which saved the local human people from an undeserved disaster.

"So, Trazyn, what do you want to express? The hopeless ignorance of the human people? Or the cold-blooded warlord style of the Inquisition?"

At this moment, Rorschach, who was sitting in the cabin of the Thunderhawk transport plane, stared at Trazyn opposite and asked indifferently.

"Respected Primarch, I am not sarcastic about anything. On the contrary, I have always thought that this is one of the best things in the collection I have ever obtained... After all, being able to let a culture regard oneself as a spiritual guardian or a living saint is always a thing worth showing off."

After hearing the words of the Primarch, Trazyn turned the Empathy Annihilation Scepter in his palm.

Even the depths of the silver skull head faintly emitted a very low laugh.

"Perhaps, this is what makes me different from other Necrons. I respect life to some extent, even if the other party is a completely different alien race from me. In fact, there are many humans who serve me. Their living standards are far higher than those of ordinary people in the human empire. At least they can live to the end of their lives..."

"Tarasim, you can shut up now. The entire galaxy has become what it is now. You Necrons have made a lot of efforts. Don't let me expose your scars in front of you!"

At this moment, Rorschach slowly closed his eyes and said in a low voice.

After some self-indulgent Tarasim glanced back and forth at the surrounding Terminator Guards, it also fell into silence temporarily.

Only occasionally in the gaps between the roar of the lost-mass engine.

In the dimly lit cabin, there would be faint humming from the Serenade ballad.