American Comics: My Warhammer Simulator

Between the dimly lit alleyways.

The large amount of swaying blue light quickly disappeared.

Rorschach, who was wearing a metal helmet, and Iron Man David glanced at each other subconsciously.

"I'm just saying that Jessica has a big problem...a superhuman with the ability to fly, or some kind of alien creature with wings. There must be more than one, and the danger is far greater than a handful of plasma. A pistol and a well-trained helper can handle it, otherwise they wouldn’t be able to escape in such a panic.”

The low voice was clearly transmitted from inside the metal helmet.

Rorschach slowly took off the finely crafted bolter hanging from his waist and raised it in front of him.

Click——

Accompanied by the crisp sound of a firearm being loaded.

A bomb was quickly pushed into the dark gun chamber by a mechanical device.

Immediately afterwards, Rorschach, who activated the power armor, turned around and walked deeper into the alleyway.

He also orders Iron Man David to pass the Autonomous Drone through the communication device.

And the extremely weak network signal in the slums searched for the dens of nearby gangs and even drug dealers.

Whether it is to continue to explore the whereabouts of Jessica.

Still want to find out what's going on with superhumans or alien creatures.

The local snakes who have been entrenched in the slums for a long time are the most well-informed intelligence agents.

About five minutes later.

Rorschach, who led the automatic servo robots, drove the power armor to the exit of the entire alleyway.

The sound of their advance also awakened a dozen skinny civilians who were lying on the damp and dirty ground in pursuit of spiritual bliss.

But no one dared to make any sound.

These people just covered their mouths desperately, crying and waiting for the blue demon to slowly walk by.

Rorschach stood there and glanced around the surrounding environment.

As far as the eye can see, there are only low buildings with flickering lights and an almost connected mess of wires.

At this moment, the helmet's communication device received guidance from Iron Man David.

Rorschach immediately changed direction.

Walking towards a two-story building not far away, the light emitted was obviously brighter than the surrounding lights.

It was one of the strongholds of a local gang.

The location is also right at the end of the alley, where you may be able to find some clues.

A few steps later, Rorschach, who was wearing blue power armor, didn't even pull out the hyper-phase sword from his back.

He just quickly raised a fist that was heavily wrapped in metal.

Then there was a bright light coming from the energy nozzle behind the elbow.

A blue metal iron fist slammed into the only iron door of the second-story building!

Boom——

"ah--"

The loud noise of the iron door being blasted away and a human scream disappeared in an instant.

The next moment, automatic servo robots filed in waving their mechanical tentacles.

The heavy logging gun located above the metal carapace also rotated rapidly.

All personnel inside are firmly locked!

Boom, boom, boom!

At this moment, Rorschach, who was walking slowly and heavily, also entered the brightly lit building.

He immediately saw through the helmet's eyepiece the men sitting at the dining table, motionless and with dull expressions.

And on the opposite wall, an unlucky guy was killed by the flying iron door...

Then, a deep voice was transmitted from the inside of the metal helmet:

"Who is your leader?"

In an instant, everyone present turned their attention to the half chicken drumstick in their mouths.

On a middle-aged man with a Mediterranean hairstyle.

"Well……"

The middle-aged man, with strands of cold sweat on his forehead, swallowed the food in his mouth with great difficulty.

He stared at the motionless black muzzles of the automatic servo robots and the slightly twisting mechanical tentacles.

He took a closer look at the blue metal giant who was intimidating just by standing there.

The middle-aged man blinked his eyes and instantly forced out a smile that was uglier than crying.

He said to Rorschach:

"Big... boss, the safe is under the mattress on the second floor, and the goods are in the water tank in the toilet. If you want anything, you can get it yourself. We will not resist, and we will not reveal any information!"

"Don't worry, it's not a gang fight or enemies coming to your door. I just came to see you to get some news and clues."

Rorschach stared at the Mediterranean Sea with the bolter slightly lowered in his palm.

He asked in a low voice:

"About seven or eight hours ago, did you hear any gunshots in the alleyway here? Did you see two women and a man running out at the same time?"

"Ah? Yes! Yes! We were planning to go out to deliver goods... before we opened the door, we heard a burst of fierce gunfire. We thought it was an enemy coming to the door, and we were really nervous for a while..."

Mediterranean swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva and immediately opened his eyes.

He said urgently:

"Two white women! One black man! There are also a large group of men, women and children. They seem to be running for their lives!"

"Black man?"

Rorschach, whose expression was hidden in the metal helmet, frowned slightly.

He pondered for a moment and continued to ask towards the Mediterranean Sea:

"Have you seen the pursuers? What are they? Humans or...monsters?"

However, at this moment, Rorschach's words had just come out.

The expressions of everyone present changed.

There was some fear on almost everyone's face.

Even the fearful Mediterranean once again squeezed out a twisted and bitter smile on his face.

He said to Rorschach, who was wearing power armor, in an almost pleading tone:

"Big brother! Big brother! Super hero! Don't ever ask me again!"

"Although we are gang members in the slums... we can't say it, and we don't dare to say it at all! We can't afford to offend others! We still want to live!"

Hear the other party's pleading.

Rorschach, who was driving the power armor, took a few steps slowly and came to the front of the dining table.

He raised a huge palm wrapped in a metal shell.

He gently placed it on a young man whose shoulders were shaking slightly.

"I'm only asking you once... What exactly did you see? If you know the true origin of those monsters, you can tell me in detail... If you are afraid of being retaliated afterward, I can give you a hard-earned fee, or you can listen to me. Make arrangements to stay away from this slum completely..."

Rorschach, who was wearing a metal helmet, said calmly to the people in front of him.

"us……"

However, just when Mediterranean was in a cold sweat, he was about to reply without thinking.

The young man who was gently placed on his shoulder by Rorschach's metal palm suddenly let out a miserable howl!

Click——

At this moment, the metal palm of the power armor crushed the opponent's shoulder blade.

The five metal fingers were almost embedded deep into the flesh of the shoulder!

"Hey, friend... I hope you can think clearly before speaking."

Rorschach's deep voice slowly echoed above the entire dining table through the metal helmet.

Maybe it's because of unstable voltage.

Flickering lights that gradually flickered on and off.

The blue metal giant in front of everyone looked like a ferocious and terrifying blue demon!

"I said! I said!"

"The Blood Worshiping Sect——"

"Everyone in the slums calls them...the Blood Cult!"