American Comics: My Warhammer Simulator

Rumble——

The continental plates of the entire world of Yax are constantly shaking.

The curtain boundaries belonging to the Garden of Nurgle are quickly fading away, and then disappearing into the physical universe.

This also made the sky background of Yax completely bright.

One after another, the metal ships returned to low-Earth orbit and began to launch continuous orbital bombardments against a large number of retreating Death Guards and even Chaos Demons.

winter!

Guilliman, who looked like a golden giant, clutched the Emperor's Sword, whose world-destroying flames were extinguishing, and landed heavily on the surface.

Rorschach, who maintained his crow-headed form, swayed his huge body forward without any hesitation, and held up Guilliman as the golden light from all over his body slowly dissipated.

"Little brother? What are you..."

Guilliman, who had just come back to his senses, was a little shocked by Rorschach's current special state.

he asked hesitantly.

"Brother, this is the subspace essence of the Primarch, and it is also the real reason why the Chaos Evil God covets the Primarch. But this is not my essence, but a precious gift from Crow King Corax."

Rorschach, who showed no emotion, opened his long and narrow beak and spoke slowly to Guilliman.

Guilliman, who turned his eyes to look at the surrounding battlefield, nodded slightly, and then said to Rorschach:

"So the war is over?"

"It's over. Mortarion has been imprisoned back into the depths of the Warp. Nurgle's network has been shattered. The Plague War that threatened Ultramar is over, but it won't be long before the next war requires the participation of us Primarchs. There will be a comeback.”

Luo Xia replied calmly.

The next second, the jet-black feathers that almost covered Rorschach's body began to slowly dissipate.

As Crow Head disappeared, his true appearance was gradually revealed.

At this moment, Guilliman, who had just relaxed for a brief moment, returned to his solemn state.

He gently lifted the Emperor's Sword in his palm and put the weapon back into the scabbard at the waist of the Armor of Destiny.

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The plague war is over.

But the devastation inside Ultramar will take a lot of time to recover from.

Especially some imperial worlds occupied by Nurgle warbands or Nurgle demons still need a large number of Astartes to regain lost territory.

After Fulgrim and others on the other side of Yax returned safely, they also brought back an unexpected candidate for Rorschach and Guilliman.

That is Mathieu, the war apostle who personally destroyed the plague cauldron and was seriously injured.

Now the other party only has one breath left. It is probably the emperor's power that is maintaining his life.

After all, even if Rorschach took out a large amount of panacea, he could not cure any injuries on the opponent's body.

And according to Mathieu's last words.

The enemies of Chaos actually made a huge mistake.

They're not supposed to open big rifts.

Although on the surface the Great Rift seemed to split the entire Empire in two, plunging countless worlds into misery, it also greatly strengthened the Emperor's power.

At present, perhaps more places will show miracles belonging to the emperor, allowing countless people to persist in relying on their faith.

Additionally, Mathieu seemed to want to convince Guilliman that the Emperor was a god to humanity.

But even Guilliman, possessed by the Emperor himself, did not completely believe this statement.

In other words, his reason prevents him from becoming anyone's believer.

In the end, the extremely pious Mathieu died under the watchful eyes of Guilliman and Rorschach, who would become another living saint in the history of the empire.

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Inside Macragge's Glory.

An empty and quiet place on the ship's side deck.

Rorschach, wearing vibranium power armor, was staring at the countless stars outside.

Just on the tips of his fingers.

A series of rose beads with a dull luster were moved back and forth.

Dongdongdong——

At this moment, there was a heavy sound of magnetic boots hitting the metal floor.

Guilliman, wearing the Armor of Destiny, slowly came to Rorschach's side.

"I have personally talked with Fulgrim. According to him, he is unwilling to hold a position belonging to the empire. On the one hand, his status is relatively special and can easily arouse opposition from more internal forces. On the other hand, it is also easy to It aroused the jealousy of another demon-ascended primarch and caused completely unnecessary trouble."

"So, little brother, you can only do many things by yourself. I plan to appoint you as the regent of the dark side. You will officially appear in front of many forces in the empire. This position will also allow you to enjoy the same enjoyment as me in the dark side of the empire. treatment.”

Guilliman stared at Rorschach, who was even more silent and indifferent between words, and spoke.

Luo Xia, who nodded slightly, also replied to the other party:

"Okay, so I can do more things. Although the things I did in the past were not much different from this title, I was more free. I could rob whoever I wanted..."

"Don't you, a great primarch, lack that little material? Don't you think it's embarrassing? Just let your Astartes go in the future, don't cause trouble to the empire!"

Guilliman, who frowned slightly, said to Rorschach.

Then, his eyes seemed to pass by the rose rosary that Rorschach had been playing with in his palm.

"Brother, I have seen her. She looks pretty good, just an ordinary Cadian mortal girl."

"Yeah, not as good as you. Haven't you heard the gossip circulating in the major ships? Yin Furenni of the Death Army is your regent lady."

Rorschach teased Guilliman with a faint smile on his face.

Guilliman frowned again after hearing this. He took a deep breath and said:

"I think the discipline of the mortal auxiliary army and the crew should be rectified... It's just a pointy-eared alien. Even if the other party has made a lot of efforts for my return, the alien is still an alien. Even if we maintain cooperation, we must be more cautious to prevent the other party from biting back."

"Brother, do you mean the Necromancer Overlord Talaxin? To be honest, my cooperation with him is more solid than your cooperation with the Eldar. After all, the Eldar are notorious for their fickleness, and some of the Necromancers are easier to deal with. At least they speak human language."

With a calm expression, Rorschach slowly put away the rose rosary in his palm.

He slowly drove the vibranium power armor and turned to Guilliman and said.

"Also, I'm just joking with you, why are you so nervous?"

"Am I nervous? How am I nervous? I've never been nervous!"

"Hehe, you won't forget that I still have a part of your organs and tissues, and can sense some of your emotions through the blood model, right?"

"Well, then you shouldn't call me brother, you should call me the father of genes or..."

Peng——