American Comics: My Warhammer Simulator

[Simulation starting——]

[Current identity: Space Wolf Blood Claw (Subspace)]

[Please choose your identity first]

[If you refuse, you will descend immediately]

[Identity selection has been refused]

[Simulation starting——]

[You have descended into the Warhammer universe]

[Time: Unknown]

[Location: Unknown]

[You have descended into a Queen of Glory-class battleship named 'Eternal Expedition'...]

[You are in an ancient sanctuary with a monastery-like decoration style.

[You are wearing only a pair of linen woven shorts. ]

[Just in front, behind, and around you, tall figures wearing two-color power armor with white shoulders and black armor and white battle robes surround you. ]

[They are like huge statues made of black rock, keeping silent. ]

["Emperor's blessing... Our battle brothers have descended, and the championship ceremony will begin immediately!" A tall figure wearing a white cloak waved the power scepter in his palm, and the skull decoration hanging on it shook slightly. 】

【One by one, the equally tall monk servitors walked out of the dark shrines and passed through the gaps between the crowd. 】

【They slowly walked towards you, holding metal parts of power armor in their hands.

【You blinked subconsciously. 】

【For a moment, you didn't have time to figure out the strange situation in front of you. 】

【You could only stand there and wait for the end of things. 】

【At this moment, several Astartes brothers dressed as chapter priests stepped forward, with their arms open, chanting prayers and blessings around you. 】

【As the chapter priests walked back and forth, drops of fragrant holy oil were thrown around your plastic steel interface. 】

【One by one, the completely transformed monk servitors raised the metal parts of the power armor, and they carefully installed them on your tall body. 】

【You recognized the name of this chapter through the black cross decorations on the white shoulder armor of these Astartes brothers. ]

[The Emperor's Paladin - Black Templar! ]

[You slowly raised your sturdy arms covered with plastic steel interfaces, allowing the monks' servitors to operate them at will. ]

[The last black metal shell decorated with human skulls was embedded and fixed. ]

[The power backpack behind you suddenly emitted a low hum. ]

[The next moment, the silent Astartes monks slowly dispersed, making way for the tall figure in the white cloak. ]

[The other party held a black two-handed giant sword with pious movements, and walked towards you with solemn steps. ]

["Fighting brother, why are you fighting!" The other party's passionate and generous voice echoed throughout the ancient hall, buzzing.

[You took a deep breath. ]

["For humanity!" Your low voice sounded instantly, echoing around. 】

【"Fighting brother, what are you fighting for!" The other party stepped forward and raised a two-handed giant sword that was completely black to you, but did not hand it over immediately. 】

【"For the Black Templar!" You raised your chin without hesitation, and your low voice gradually became louder. 】

【"Fighting brother, what are you fighting for!" The tall figure hesitated for a moment, but still handed you a two-handed giant sword that was completely black. 】

【"For the Emperor--" You suddenly opened your eyes wide and let out a huge roar that shook the ancient hall. 】

【You took the two-handed giant sword that was completely black with a solemn expression. 】

【You raised the two-handed giant sword high above your head. 】

【"For the Emperor!" The tall figure raised his armored fist with force and let out a deafening roar. 】

【The next second, the silent Astartes monks also raised their fists one after another, and the terrifying roar that almost broke through the ancient hall resounded all around. 】

【"No need for pity! No need for regret! No fear--"】

【"Welcome to the Black Templars... the true Emperor's Champion, I am Horadrim, the Librarian of the Black Templars!" The Astartes brother in a white cloak stared at you. 】

【He took off his metal helmet, revealing a rough face that had been weathered. 】

【"Can you tell me... what's going on? Why did I suddenly become the Emperor's Champion?" You hesitated for a moment and decided to face it calmly. 】

【You analyzed a simple fact from the other party's words, that is, they seemed to know who you are. 】

【"The Emperor's omen that has lasted for a Terran year for all the Librarian brothers and the Emperor's Champion has just come true..." The Librarian Librarian Horadrim grinned at you, and the smile on his face revealed an indescribable mystery. 】

【Then, the Astartes brothers surrounding you came forward to salute you. 】

【You didn't have time to continue asking. ]

[You kept a low profile and were respectful, returning the greetings to everyone. ]

[Soon after, as many Astartes monks left, the think tank director Horadrim returned to you. ]

[He finally told you the truth. ]

[A new Astartes believer of the Black Templar did not survive all the transformation operations. Although the installation and debugging of the black shell had been completed, his consciousness had completely dissipated. ]

[Just when the pharmacist in the regiment was planning to transform the other party's body into a monk servitor to contribute to the construction of the regiment. ]

[For the first time, several Emperor Champions of the entire Chapter and the Think Tank Brothers including the Think Tank Director received the Emperor's will in the form of prophecy. ]

["The Emperor's Champion will descend from the void... to provide a brief guide for the future of the Black Templars and mankind.\