American Comics: My Warhammer Simulator

[You see a graceful figure with its back to you.

[She was wearing a purple transparent gauze dress, and the amazing arc of her exposed back from top to bottom was displayed on her body. 】

[Every inch of fair skin exudes a faint luster, constantly attracting your attention. 】

[She slowly turned around, and her naked body was completely exposed in front of you. 】

[The extremely graceful curves make it almost impossible to take your eyes away. 】

[Your breathing is heavy, and the blood in your body is rushing rapidly. 】

[You can’t help but want to see her face clearly. 】

[You opened your eyes wide and stared at that familiar face. 】

[Short black hair mixed with lavender and a pair of purple eyes...that turned out to be Zhuo Ya! 】

[She lifted up a few playful crystal toes to show you the graceful curves above the toes. 】

[She showed you a charming smile, blinked her purple eyes and walked slowly towards you. 】

[Your breathing becomes heavier and heavier, and even your two palms subconsciously reach out towards each other. 】

[However, just when the secretly happy person thought that you would accept Salish's blessing and offer your soul to the Prince of Joy. 】

[Your hands suddenly strangled ‘Zhuo Ya’s’ fair neck. 】

["How dare you...use her appearance to seduce me?!

"You yelled with bloodshot eyes.

[Endless power seems to surge out of your body. 】

[Your hands tore apart ‘Zoya’s’ graceful body and pulled out the opponent’s spine. 】

[There are tears of blood in the corners of your eyes. 】

[You raised the head of ‘Zoya’ and roared uncontrollably into the empty palace where purple and pink intertwined. 】

【"Tsk..."】

[You seem to hear a vague whisper in your ears, and it disappears in an instant. 】

[In a trance, you once again perceive the transformation of time and space. 】

[You are standing on a bloody plain strewn with corpses. 】

[You see all around you the torn corpses of fallen Adepts Astartes and mortal soldiers. 】

[The blood army of Khorne, each shaking its 'rabbit ears', wielded a power ax full of spikes and slashed everything in front of them, constantly shouting, 'Blood sacrifice to the blood god, skull sacrifice to the skull seat! ’. 】

[On their blood-red powered armor, which was stained with stinky flesh and blood, the brass skulls reflected dazzling light. 】

[On the outskirts of the battlefield, countless blood-red skinned vampires were tearing apart the corpses on the ground with their claws and fangs, even the injured Chaos Astartes monks were not spared, they were all surrounded and torn to pieces. 】

[You look down and see a malfunctioning chainsword clutched in one of your hands. 】

[You discarded the chainsword and picked up a heavy two-handed power axe,]

[You let out a roar, trampling on the corpses everywhere and charging towards the Khorne Blood Army and the Vampires.

[Your movements seem to attract everyone's attention instantly. 】

["Traitor——" Each of the blood armies of Khorne let out vague roars. They all gave up on the enemies in front of them and rushed towards you crazily. 】

["I betrayed your mother!" You waved the heavy two-handed power ax with a ferocious expression. 】

[Using the potential energy of the charge, you knocked down the blood army of Khorne who rushed in front of you with one blow, and the power ax emitting a blue energy field was deeply embedded in the opponent's head. 】

[However, just when you feel a hot and intense surging power is about to fill your body. 】

[Countless heavy power axes fell towards your position, interrupting the infusion of surging power. 】

[You were chopped into pieces of flesh and blood. 】

[However, you are not dead. 】

[In a trance, you once again feel the transformation of time and space. 】

[At the same time, you seemed to hear an old voice faintly coming. 】

["This mortal boy has a powerful soul..." the other party commented. 】

[You have no time to think about the meaning of these words. 】

[You seem to be inside the bridge of a Glory Queen-class battleship. 】

[You just wanted to turn around and look back. 】

[Astartes monks wearing black or gray power armor surround you and bow slightly to you. 】

["Wolf Lord!" They shouted in unison. 】

[You lower your head slightly and realize that you are actually wearing a set of finely crafted Terminator power armor. 】

[A complete white wolf hide is draped over the power armor spray-painted white. 】

[An exquisite and gorgeous metal wolf head also appears in front of the breastplate. 】

["Lord Wolf, please use your great spiritual power to destroy this unsavable chaotic planet in front of you!" A red-haired Astartes monk walked up to you and offered you a strategy. 】

[The opponent has a pair of hazy eyes like Fenrir wolf. 】

[You feel that he looks familiar. 】

[But you can’t remember the other person’s name anyway. 】

[He keeps urging you to use psychic powers to destroy the planet. 】

[A faint sense of dissonance gradually lingers in your heart. 】

["Psychic power? Where did it come from? Don't the Space Wolves hate psychic powers the most?" You muttered to yourself. 】

[The red-haired Septon Astartes' chattering words of persuasion leave you distraught. 】

[You glanced at the palm wrapped in power armor in confusion. 】

[A smile suddenly appeared on the corner of your mouth. ]

["May the Emperor bless you..." You raised your arm to the red-haired Astartes in front of you. ]

[A wisp of terrifying warp flames gushed out from your palm, burning everything around you. ]

[Accompanied by the other party's terrified screams and the constantly distorted and changing illusory scenes. ]

[This time, you are very sober in experiencing the transformation of space and time. ]

[However, just as you are about to enter a horrible garden filled with green mist, pus and rotten flesh all over the ground. ]

[You seem to have re-experienced the freezing cold and the bone-melting heat. ]

[You opened your eyes exhausted. ]

[Every inch of your body is spreading with pain deep into your bones. ]

[You saw the solemn expression of the wolf priest Urik and the bruised and swollen Lucas. ]

[The red-haired Astartes is now staring at you with a pair of dim eyes. ]

[There seemed to be regret on his face. ]

[Around you, three rune priests who looked older than Ulric slowly put down their hands. ]

[They looked at each other, shocked but silent. ]

["Russ above... and thank the Emperor for his blessing, the mortal boy finally woke up!" Wolf priest Ulric looked at you who had woken up, and his vigorous voice echoed throughout the underground cave like a bell. ]