American Comics: My Warhammer Simulator

[Accompanied by your roar, Lucas, who had received the warning, did not hesitate to control the Thunderhawk transport plane to take emergency evasion. Google search reading]

[A terrifying psychic bombardment slammed across the wings of the Thunderhawk transport plane, covering the ceramic steel metal with a thick layer of frost. ]

[You held the grenade launcher in both hands, turned on the burst mode, and carried out a covering sweep at the Thousand Sons below. ]

[One after another, the activated bombs were constantly ejected from the muzzle. ]

[But it was easily blocked by the psychic barrier surrounding the Thousand Sons, and exploded into balls of fire. ]

[At the same time, along with the subspace anomaly produced by the Thousand Sons' powerful psychic energy, an even more terrifying psychic spell was brewing in the opponent's palm. ]

["Lucas! Start the laser cannon! Blast it into the sea!" You yelled at Lucas again. 】

【"Captain! This Thunderhawk transport plane does not carry any weapons or ammunition! It is to prevent us Blood Claws from sabotaging it without authorization!" Lucas' voice reached your ears through the roar of the engine. 】

【You couldn't help but bared your fangs. 】

【You took a deep breath of cold air, and the grenade launcher was hung back on your waist. 】

【You raised your hand to take off the 'Frost Fang' behind you and held it tightly in your hand. 】

【While ordering Lucas to lower the altitude of the Thunderhawk transport plane around the Thousand Sons, you looked for an ice surface that could support an airborne landing. 】

【With a series of low hums, the azure energy field quickly covered the sharp edge of the double-edged axe.

【You chose a suitable time and jumped down from the cabin without fear. 】

【A wisp of biting cold wind kept passing over your face, lifting your mottled gray hair. ]

[There is only one target in your blue wolf eyes, that damned traitor, the Thousand Sons.]

[Faced with your desperate "air raid", the Thousand Sons had to interrupt the terrifying psychic spell that had been brewing for a long time.]

[It raised its palm again, and an extremely thick psychic lightning instantly jumped out, attacking you like a flexible giant snake.]

[You let out a wolf howl from mid-air, and swung the "Frost Fang" clenched in both hands forward violently, and actually split the psychic lightning in one go.]

[A large amount of fine electric light surrounded your exquisite power armor, and with the powerful physique of Astartes,]

[You endured this psychic lightning without much damage.]

[As if foreseeing such a scene, the Thousand Sons quickly drove the power armor to jump back and avoided your fall from the sky.]

[Your feet landed heavily on the fragile ice surface, and terrifying cracks quickly appeared. ]

[You don't have time to worry about the ice. ]

[You once again waved the Frost Fang and launched a fatal charge towards the Thousand Sons not far away. ]

[As long as you are within the range of melee attacks, the Thousand Sons, who are good at psychic spells and long-range firepower, will be a moving sandbag. ]

[However, at this moment, on the fragile surface of the ice. ]

[The mysterious magic circles that were drawn at an unknown time suddenly flashed with a lot of psychic light. ]

["Wolf cub, you've been fooled... The Lord of Change greets you!" The vague and hollow low voice of the Thousand Sons wearing a dark blue power armor echoed in your ears. ]

[You haven't rushed out of the range of the unknown magic circle. ]

[With the continuous leap of terrifying psychic energy, the violent teleportation light completely enveloped your tall figure. ]

[Everything in front of you began to distort and change. ]

[You seemed to notice the Thunderhawk transport plane swooping down from mid-air. ]

[You seem to see Lucas's wide-open dim yellow eyes, ferocious expression and constantly opening and closing mouth through the cockpit. ]

[Your consciousness gradually fell into blur and haziness. ]

[You were thrown directly into the strange and chaotic subspace. ]

[You seem to be caught in a terrifying subspace turbulence. ]

[You seem to have suffered countless unknown injuries. ]

[You are drifting in the subspace. ]

[You are on the verge of death. ]

[You have entered a state of suspended animation. ]

[This simulation ends, it took ninety-one days. ]

[This simulation has obtained the option to keep. 】

[1. 'Frostfang' double-edged power axe (finely crafted)]

Annotation: "A friendly gift from Logan Greenam, the commander of the Space Wolves, in recognition of your great achievement of meeting the Wolf King and sending back the message..."

Annotation: "Although it is only a replica of the Axe of Morkai, it has also been carefully forged by the Iron Priest and blessed by the Rune Priest for a long time."

[2. Giant Wolf Wings - Space Wolves Thunderhawk Transporter (Ordinary)]

Annotation: "Both the exterior paint and the internal structure have the rough style of the Space Wolves."

Annotation: "Believe me... it can carry much more than you think."

[3. Second Heart - Heart of Leman Russ (Primarch)]

Annotation: "This is a special flesh and blood creation full of the genetic blood of the Wolf King Leman Russ. To some extent, it is no different from the heart of the Primarch himself... Of course, this can't really be the heart of the Primarch."

Annotation: "It seems to have been blessed by the Emperor himself... Open your chest and let it beat again."

Annotation: "It will change part of your appearance and inner self... You need to gradually adapt to this change."

Annotation: "This is advice from Wolf King Leman Russ: Little boy, remember why you fight!"

Annotation: "I'm afraid that the Emperor's expectations of you are far beyond your imagination..."

[This simulation time has exceeded 24 hours, and the simulator loss is not exempted. ]

[Cooling time: 910 hours (10 to 1). ]

[Current available cooling time: 1,289 hours]

[Do you consume the cooling time? ]

[If the cooling time is not consumed, the simulator enters natural cooling (cooling can be exempted at any time)]

The moment the simulation ends.

Rorschach's eyes widened in an instant.

He seemed like a dying person who sat up in shock.

He actually jumped up from the multi-functional bed!

For a moment, Rorschach seemed to block the waves of pain coming from all parts of his body.

His eyes stared straight at the many words displayed on the simulator, and gradually fell into a sluggish state.

It was not surprising to break the survival time.

This was the first time he survived in countless simulations!

Although he was still thrown into the dangerous subspace, at least he was still alive!

However, this was just a small surprise among many surprises.

Especially after Rorschach's eyes swept over the reward options.

His breathing seemed to stop for a moment!

Fine Power Axe!

Thunderhawk Transporter!

And...

One of the many transformation operations of Astartes, the second heart!

But... the Heart of Leman Russ? ! !