American Comics: My Warhammer Simulator

In the center of the huge fleet of the Primarch.

In the upper cabin of the flagship "Water Monster".

Buzz buzz buzz --

Accompanied by the buzzing sound that suddenly resounded around.

A subspace portal quickly appeared inside the private palace of the Primarch.

Then, the huge Rorschach drove the vibranium power armor.

He stepped heavily on the metal floor with a magnetic boot.

When he completely stepped out of the portal.

His nose flapped subconsciously and took a deep breath of the familiar smell inside the ship.

It also made Rorschach's mental state completely relaxed.

Dong Dong Dong!

The next second, Doom, whose dark green cloak moved without wind, and Trazyn, who held the scepter of transference and annihilation.

And the three hundred silver skull veterans led by the chief think tank Vasiro also stepped out of the portal and successfully arrived at the Primarch's fleet.

And Rorschach, who was standing aside, pondered for a moment.

He immediately asked Doom, who was more familiar with the internal structure of the fleet, to take on the responsibility of guidance and help the newly established Silver Skull Company to familiarize themselves with all matters.

Since there were no extra strike cruisers in the entire fleet to be assigned to the Silver Skull Company as a company base.

So the newly arrived Astartes planned to get in touch with the other companies first.

At the same time, they also chose to stay on the flagship temporarily to adapt to the future life of the ship-based battle group in advance.

Not long after, when everyone saluted the Primarch one after another and left the private palace.

Rorschach twisted his neck and threw out a small team of automatic servo robots from the storage page.

Assisted him to dismantle the vibranium power armor on his body that needed simple repairs.

"Tarasim, since you have gained my trust and the authority to move freely, why do you still stay in my palace every day?"

At this moment, Rorschach, who was cooperating with mechanical tentacles to dismantle heavy armor, suddenly said to the direction behind him without looking back.

And Trazyn, who put down the scepter of transference and annihilation, sat in the metal chair in the style of the dead.

While crossing his legs, one metal hand repeatedly played with the hypercube maze that imprisoned Perturabo.

"Dear Primarch, you don't know this. Although I miss the time when I had a flesh and blood body, I have long understood that I am no longer a living thing. Therefore, there is no need to eat and rest, or even use low-level matters such as personal privacy to bother my free consciousness. This can make me devote myself to my hobbies more wholeheartedly..."

"Of course, if you think my existence disturbs your private space, then I can choose a ship in your fleet as another secret tomb for me to prepare for any eventuality."

At this moment, Trazyn, who turned his silver skull head back and forth, slowly said to Rorschach's huge back.

Rorschach, who remained silent, did not immediately respond to him.

After the vibranium power armor on his body was completely dismantled by the automatic servo robot.

While moving the shoulder joints of his sturdy body, he turned to Tarasim and said:

"If that's the case, then for the safety of the entire fleet, you'd better stay by my side."

"Speaking of which, Tarasim, have you forgotten something important?"

As soon as Rorschach finished speaking.

Tarasim, with a faint green light flashing in his eyes, suddenly let out a low laugh.

It quickly put away the hypercube maze in its palm.

Then, it took out another hypercube maze device that had never been opened.

"Hehe, Master Primarch, am I not waiting for you to speak?"

"Just as we agreed before, an extremely precious ascended Primarch is used to exchange for a cloned Primarch that can be discarded at any time. How could I forget such a generous transaction?"

Tarasim's voice had not yet fallen.

The other party, who was crossing his legs, gently shook his metal palm.

It released the existence trapped inside the hypercube maze without any hesitation!

Chi chi chi!

At this moment, a fleeting bright green light quickly bloomed in the field of vision of Rorschach and Trazyn.

A handsome man with a body of nearly four meters, wearing scarred purple-gold power armor on his sturdy body, instantly revealed a larger figure!

Rorschach subconsciously narrowed his eyes and looked around.

The other party's eyes were closed on his nearly perfect and delicate face.

Strands of white long hair stained with dried blood were casually scattered on one side of his fair face.

It also made the other party's charm and temperament more unforgettable!

"Hey, my dear Primarch brother, it's time to get up and work for the Emperor!"

Rorschach, who couldn't help but reveal a smile at the corner of his mouth, instantly shook his tall body and stepped forward.

He opened his strong arms to the other party and made a gesture like a welcoming ceremony.

"Little brother?"

"This is not..."

The next second, Fulgrim suddenly opened his tightly closed eyes and quickly stared at Rorschach in front of him.

The expression on his extremely delicate face moved slightly, and he muttered to himself.

He seemed to have not yet fully awakened from the side effects of the stasis field and the memories of the past.

After just a few seconds.

Fulgrim quickly returned to normal and blinked his cold eyes that still exuded killing intent.

Then, while scanning the surroundings, the other party suddenly activated the dilapidated purple-gold power armor.

The huge body is like a purple phoenix that dances flexibly.

With a terrifying killing momentum, he rushed towards Trazin not far away!

"Wait, clone, I am..."

At this moment, Trazin, who was sitting on the metal seat, could not finish speaking completely.

A blow of anger that Fulgrim had accumulated for a long time.

It actually completely blew away Trazin's living metal body and everything including the seat!

However, just when Luo Xia's face showed a hint of helplessness, he planned to immediately step forward to break up the fight.

Fulgrim slowly lowered his iron fist and stopped the magnetic boots under his feet.

He turned to Rorschach and said solemnly:

"Little brother, I know you reached some agreement with this damn alien before it would release me. Since I'm already standing here, why don't we..."

"Fulgrim, my brother, the alien advisor Trazin has other uses. Before it truly threatens the entire fleet or even the home world, I do not intend to completely destroy it. The most important thing is that it Because this guy has offended too many forces, he always carries a large number of substitutes with him at any time... Look, it has come back. "

At this moment, Rorschach, who was shaking his head slightly, explained to Fulgrim.

He raised his hand and pointed at Trazin the Endless who was standing next to a damaged body.