American Comics: My Warhammer Simulator

Kacha——

At this moment, Rorschach's skull helmet dodged outwards.

The twisted blades contained a whistling and buzzing Ra's Blade and narrowly rubbed the edge of the Vibranium Helmet!

The next second, with a low hum from a large number of electronic muscle bundles and servo devices inside the Vibranium Power Armor.

Rorschach, who seemed to have taken a deep breath, suddenly raised a heavy magnetic boot and kicked hard on the chest and abdomen of Lucius's power armor!

Boom!

In an instant, the powerful physical force that could not be easily resisted made Lucius's tall body fly backwards.

Between the heavy metal shells on the opponent's body that seemed to be made of flesh and blood, the faces of people who were already terrified seemed to faintly send out slightly harsh screams and wails to the surroundings!

And the burning psychic sickle that was originally deeply embedded in the opponent's body from behind the armor ridge.

It was also wrapped in wisps of psychic flames, and suddenly cut open most of the shoulder area, even spurting out a lot of dirty blood, and completely exposing part of the chaotic flesh and blood tissue inside Lucius' chest!

Dong Dong Dong——

Immediately afterwards, Rorschach, who moved his feet quickly, did not give Lucius in front of him much chance to raise his hand to fight back.

His terrifying figure stepped forward suddenly, and the blood sickle with psychic flames burning in his palm suddenly passed through the air.

It flew down heavily towards the opponent's sturdy arm that tried to swing the blood whip to fight back!

Chi Chi Chi!

And with an extremely crisp and subtle sound.

The sturdy arm that was wrapped around the forearm and squirmed back and forth with the blood whip actually separated neatly from Lucius's tall body.

Then it was completely burned into flying ashes by the psychic flames rising from the blood sickle!

"Ah! You——"

At this moment, Lucius, whose horrific wound on his shoulder had just healed a little, couldn't help but let out an uncontrollable low roar towards Rorschach.

Even the ugly and ferocious expression on the blood-red knife-cut face became more distorted.

If Rorschach had just chosen to kill it with one blow.

It would not be so scared and painful now.

But Rorschach, who already knew that the other party had the ability to bless immortality, did not intend to kill Lucius with one blow.

But he chose to rely on the combat power of the Primarch far exceeding that of the Astartes, and cut the other party into pieces while trying to delay the final arrival of death!

Dong Dong Dong——

A pair of heavy magnetic boots once again stepped heavily on the metal floor, and Rorschach, who continued to charge forward, suddenly raised a clenched vibranium palm and waved it forward.

Afterwards, the metal ten rings that were originally suspended above his head suddenly cut through the air.

Like a metal fist that was swung up, it repeatedly hit Lucius's tall body and the blood-red face that was exposed!

The next second, before his tall body fell to the ground, Lucius hurriedly raised his other sturdy arm and swung the Raal Blade that was tightly held in his palm.

Rorschach stepped forward and suddenly swung the blood sickle, which was wrapped in strands of psychic flames and completely chopped off the opponent's other remaining sturdy arm. The entire broken arm was once again burned into a large amount of floating ash by the terrifying psychic flames!

"Ah——"

"Kill me quickly! If you have the guts, kill me with your own hands!"

At this moment, Lucius, who had completely lost the ability to fight back, knelt on the metal floor with a ferocious expression.

He raised his head and stared at Rorschach in front of him, who seemed to be full of bloody killing momentum, and roared in a slightly crazy voice.

However, Rorschach, who was too lazy to waste words with the other party, did not speak.

He continued to wave the Blood Scythe in his palm, whose psychic flame had not yet been extinguished, and turned Lucius in front of him into an Astartes pig without limbs and only the torso.

He even used the extremely sharp blade of the Blood Scythe to cut off most of the armor shell and the internal flesh one by one!

The next second, Rorschach's cold eyes almost ignored the bloody skeleton that was twisting and roaring on the metal floor, but was always helpless.

He took out a box of hot melt bombs from the storage page of the simulator.

Then after setting a short explosion time, he threw them one by one around the opponent's wriggling torso!

"Lucius, if you have a chance, tell Sally for me that her so-called champion god choice... her combat ability is simply a mess! It can even be said to be weak!"

At this moment, Rorschach said in a low voice to Lucius who was roaring angrily.

To deal with such an immortal guy, pure physical damage is far less important than psychological warfare.

As expected, Rorschach's low voice slowly echoed throughout the ancient hall.

Lucius, who kept roaring in anger, seemed to be completely broken.

Not much stronger than a skeleton, he began to curse Rorschach in front of him and the rotten zombies on the golden throne.

Until the end, the silent opponent just stared at the tall Rorschach with a pair of blood-red eyes full of endless resentment, as if he wanted to firmly engrave the original body in the depths of his memory!

And Rorschach didn't care about it at all.

He simply lowered his head and looked down at the skeleton man-pig Lucius who was surrounded by a large number of hot melt bombs.

He held the Blood Scythe whose psychic flames were gradually extinguished in his palm, and drove the Vibranium Power Armor without hesitation, and strode out of the ancient hall.

Although Rorschach believed that under the protection of the Emperor.

Even if he burned the opponent to death with psychic flames directly, it would not be a big deal.

But just in case, or if Slaanesh did something wrong.

The most important means of finishing off the knife was to let the hot melt bomb do it.

After all, the murderer was not me, but the hot melt bomb produced by the local world.

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Dong Dong Dong——

Soon after, the tall figure reappeared in Rorschach in a complex passage.

Carefully felt the extremely intense explosion roars that were constantly transmitted through the surrounding metal walls and air.

After the continuous explosion shock completely dissipated.

He subconsciously shook the skull helmet.

And he closed his eyes slightly, and carefully felt the strong body without any unknown changes in his body.

Then, Rorschach took a deep breath and quickly drove the vibranium power armor to continue walking deep into the passage.

At this moment, due to the complex and numerous internal facilities and passages of the Ark of Doom.

Rorschach, who could not meet other Astartes for the time being, just relied on his intuition to move forward.

However, perhaps it was an illusion of cognition or an overly active vigilant mentality.

Rorschach always felt that the strange passages around him were undergoing a special change that was difficult to detect with the naked eye.

It seemed that something was constantly guiding his current direction of progress!

However, not long after, when Rorschach, who was driving the vibranium power armor, slowly stepped into a mysterious area with a wide terrain that looked more like the core position of the Ark of Doom.

He couldn't help but take a deep breath and finally confirmed that his previous thoughts were not groundless!