American Comics: My Warhammer Simulator

About tens of kilometers away.

A huge mushroom cloud filled with gaseous matter was slowly rising.

The broken ground that was bombarded into a lava lake by the soul-destroying missiles seemed to reflect slightly in the dim light.

And as Guilliman's words of invitation to fight came out.

Wisps of more polluted thick smoke and unknown toxic gases began to swirl around the two Primarchs repeatedly, and were finally completely blown away by the invisible wind!

The next second, a pair of huge pale scaly wings kept flapping.

The huge figure with green toxins that corroded everything slowly fell from the sky!

"Hehe, hello, brothers."

The sinister laughter from Mortarion echoed in the ears of Rorschach and Guilliman.

"You dare to accept my invitation to a duel. I don't know if you are arrogant or confident!"

"You know nothing about the death trap that is waiting for you. Even if Guilliman can use his little brain to come up with a way to break it, you will still die in my hands today!"

The respirator that covered most of Mortarion's face suddenly gushed out a billowing poisonous fog like thick smoke.

Guilliman, who had no fear of the vicious words of his traitorous brother, immediately drove the Armor of Destiny and stepped forward.

On the Emperor's Sword, which was tightly held in his huge palm, the golden flames burning between the blades seemed to surge even more!

"We found you, brother. You are being held here by the two of us. You can no longer command your legion to act recklessly!"

"Now, the situation on the field is two to one. Even if we play a round-robin battle with you, you can't resist for too long, right?"

At this moment, Guilliman's indifferent words echoed in the dirty air around.

And Rorschach, who took a deep breath, quickly drove the vibranium power armor with a faint golden light.

He subconsciously clenched the blood sickle in his palm and walked forward!

"Haha, Guilliman, and my disgusting little brother, do you think I have no preparation for this? I said, today this great plague star is the grave of the two of you!"

Motarion's low laughter once again echoed in the ears of Rorschach and Guilliman.

And with the other party's words and the sickle suddenly raised in his palm, there was silence.

Dong Dong Dong——

Seven huge Nurgle demons, like mountains of rotten flesh, holding corrupted swords wrapped in deadly plague, showed up in terrifying figures.

They either laughed in a low and fierce way or maintained a smiling and friendly attitude, and quickly came behind Mortarion!

However, at this time, Guilliman, who had already calculated that Mortarion must have more help, also quickly sent out a secret communication code.

Just a few breaths later, a large group of think tank units from various war groups and the Eldar ally Natase and others quickly showed up in the distance!

The next second, a series of psychic amplifications from the think tank units suddenly crossed the long distance and continuously fell on the huge bodies of Guilliman and Rorschach.

The Eldar ally Natase, holding the scepter, ordered many think tank units to transfer more psychic energy between its slender body.

In an instant, a huge energy field with runes everywhere turned the arena where the three primarchs were completely upside down!

"Just them? A bunch of abominable wizards' tricks?"

"Guilliman, are you ready? Since Fulgrim could easily defeat you, it's my turn now!"

"Ah, and my dear little brother! In the past, you could escape punishment by descending into your clone, but now your real body is here, where can you escape?"

"Oh... I really love this job of killing you!"

At this moment, Mortarion, whose huge scaly wings kept flapping, suddenly waved the sickle in his palm, which was wrapped in a lot of poisonous mist.

It said to Guilliman and Rorschach in front of it with a sarcastic tone.

"Escape? Mortarion, I don't plan to escape! I'm going to twist off your head and kick it like a ball!"

At this moment, Rorschach, who had been silent for most of the day, finally spoke.

As soon as he finished speaking.

Rorschach, who suddenly waved the blood sickle, and Guilliman beside him, with a tacit understanding between the primarch brothers, took the lead in launching a battle charge towards Mortarion!

Boom!

In an instant, the Emperor's Sword burning with golden flames in Guilliman's palm and the sickle wrapped in terrifying poisonous fog intersected silently.

The constant collision produced psychic flames and smelly poisonous fog that bloomed everywhere!

And when the Blood Scythe in Rorschach's palm was also wrapped in the burning golden flames, the sharp blade slashed towards Mortarion.

Dong Dong Dong——

The seven corrupted swords from the seven Nurgle demons actually stretched forward together, and then firmly blocked Rorschach's powerful attack!

At the same time, Guilliman and Mortarion, who were wrestling with each other with melee weapons in their palms, seemed to nod slightly to each other.

They immediately stepped back a few steps.

Then, the two primarchs who were once brothers re-activated the power armor, continued to swing the weapons in their palms, and launched a terrifying and powerful bombardment against each other again and again!

Buzz buzz buzz——

At this moment, a series of crisp sounds mixed with low metallic collision sounds suddenly echoed around.

The ten metal rings controlled by Rorschach were wrapped in purple energy and quickly rotated around his huge body, forming a metal spiral storm and temporarily isolating the fierce siege of the seven Nurgle demons!

Then, Rorschach danced the Blood Scythe in his palm back and forth into streaks of green lightning.

Desperately, he launched a more intense attack on one of the Nurgle demons.

If he wants to crack the siege plan of the Nurgle Demons, he must turn it into a one-on-one duel!

Ding ding ding!

In just ten seconds, the opponent's corrupt sword held tightly in a giant rotten hand collided with the Blood Scythe dozens of times.

In the end, the Great Sword of Corruption was slashed open by the sharp edge of the Blood Scythe and half of Nurgle Demon's hand!

At the same time, Rorschach, who wanted to end this Nurgle demon as soon as possible, stretched his vibranium palm forward out of thin air.

Several whirlpool grenades from the storage page quickly appeared in his palm!

Boom!

Before he could wait, the Nurgle demon, which was targeted alone, let out an extremely angry low roar towards Rorschach in front of him.

A whirlpool grenade exploded in mid-air and instantly inspired a terrifying vortex like a miniature black hole.

Completely forcibly sucking the Nurgle Demon who was planning to launch a mountain of meat charge into the depths of the whirlpool!

However, at this time, Rorschach, who had just killed one Nurgle Demon, launched another attack on the other Nurgle Demons.

Guilliman, who was having a passionate exchange with Mortarion, was suddenly swept over his huge body by the terrifying poisonous mist erupting from the Silence of the Scythe!

I saw the son of revenge staggering back a few steps.

The blue-gold-colored Armor of Destiny quickly activated its built-in body defense device, quickly repairing and purifying the damaged parts of Guilliman's huge body!