"Huh——"
Rorschach suddenly opened his tightly closed eyes.
At this moment, he was still in a daze and subconsciously looked around.
I found that the light around me was dim and there was only a faint purple light coming from the metal ten rings.
The next second, he slowly exhaled from his mouth, and his whole body gradually relaxed.
Then, Rorschach, who was gradually waking up, leaned his vibranium power armor against the inside of the metal throne.
He directly opened the simulator page and reviewed all the information and annotations on it.
"Well, there are indeed many good things in the tomb world of the Undead Overlord Trazyn. The only pity is that I am not going there in person this time. Otherwise, how many ancient technological products could I have brought back?"
"Of course, if the real body goes there and can't come back, and becomes the other party's collection, that would be a big problem."
"Tsk, what does a simulation agreeing to Trazyn's terms have to do with me? What if I don't fulfill my promise?"
"But if we can bring Fulgrim's replica back to our home world, it would be a roundabout way to save the country."
"Rather than letting him be corrupted by Chaos again in the future, or die under the Empire's artillery fire, it would be best for him to fight with me again on his home world."
"But how to trick this Primarch brother away from Trazyn requires careful planning."
"After all, dealing with a Overlord's stand-in or a large group of Necrons is not a big deal. What I'm afraid of is being attacked by the Silent King or the Storm King, those old skeletons who are trying to find hope for the entire race. The local world is already in chaos enough. If a terrifying force like the Necrons appears... But then I thought again, if the local world encounters a super existence that cannot be dealt with no matter what, maybe I can still regard the Necrons as a lifeline besides the Emperor."
"Moreover, all this is premised on the Emperor not appearing in person to give me a few psychic slaps..."
At this moment, countless thoughts were running wild in Rorschach's mind as he squinted his eyes.
He shook his head slightly and focused on the reward of this simulation.
To be honest, just look at the value of the reward.
This time, Rorschach would rather choose the Scepter of Empathy and Annihilation.
Unfortunately, strengthening surgery is an important part of his continued efforts to increase his combat effectiveness.
And judging from the current situation, it seems that both are indispensable.
So, shaking his head and sighing, Rorschach chose Fulgrim's sweat gland improved organ without hesitation.
Then, he keenly felt waves of growing pains in the deep of his abdomen.
After about a few dozen seconds, all the stinging pain completely disappeared.
With a slightly frowned brow, Rorschach raised a vibranium hand and touched exposed parts of his face, neck, etc., but he still didn't find any special signs.
"Hmm, does it really need to be activated? It seems that I need to enter some more severe or even extreme living environments."
At this moment, Rorschach, after a moment of deep thought, slowly stood up while driving his vibranium powered armor.
The tall figure walked toward the outside of the ancient hall.
He was going to consult with Tiberus to see if the Carcharodon had any recent battle plans that needed help.
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a short period of time, due to the reorganization of the Weeper Terminator Guard.
The mortal servants and mortal auxiliary forces in the Carcharodon Regiment have apparently led a relatively normal life as human crew members.
For example, there is plenty of fresh water and corpse starch, and occasionally you can get some meat as a daily reward.
The Astartes of the Carcharodon Chapter also relied on the prestige of the Primarch Rorschach.
The attitude towards mortals has also changed to some extent.
At least they won't kill people over trivial daily matters.
However, the price paid to maintain the superficial prosperity is real.
That is the relationship between the Weepers and the Sharks today.
It is even worse than before, and it can be said that it has dropped to a freezing point that is difficult to melt.
As for the specific reasons.
If you trace back to the source, it was actually Rorschach himself who caused the disaster.
The last time the Minotaur Warband descended.
He casually sent the battle barge 'Daughter of the Storm' of the Weepers to the Carcharodon Warband far away in the outer domain.
This is what everyone in the Carcharodon Squadron saw.
It was undoubtedly Lord Rorschach's reward and favor to their entire regiment.
But when these Weepers, who had never participated in the Badab War, discovered the battle barge.
What they thought was that the flagship of their own regiment had fallen into the hands of you, the Sharks.
Then the Carcharodon must have had a fierce conflict and battle with the Weepers.
Maybe each of them has the blood of their fellow Weepers on their hands!
Even in the eyes of Rorschach, who couldn't explain it to everyone.
This is just the Carcharodon Regiment taking the blame for the Minotaur Regiment.
But according to the white sharks' style and strange temper.
They never intended to explain it clearly.
After all, even if we, the Great Sharks, really stole it, what can you, the Weepers, do?
If it weren't for the Primarch's face.
Only 25 Terminators, is it really that hard to kill?
Of course, the entire Void Fleet is currently suppressed by the two great gods, Chapter Master Tiberus and Rorschach.
The conflicts and contradictions among the people have not yet evolved into more serious bloodshed.
But in order to maintain peace and stability for both sides.
After careful consideration, Rorschach met with Chapter Master Tiberus to discuss the matter.
They decided to hold a fighting event called the 'Void Feast', imitating the traditional customs of the Space Wolves and Dark Angels, or the Imperial Fists .
According to the process of thirteen games.
In the end, a double champion recognized by both the Carcharodon and the Lamenters was selected.
Of course, a duel allows for serious injuries or loss of limbs between both parties.
But it is not allowed to deprive a fighting brother of his life.
Any Astartes who dared to disobey orders would be executed on the spot by Chapter Master Tiberus or Rorschach himself.
And after this important news was confirmed by the Sharknado Council.
Almost everyone in the Void Fleet, which usually had little entertainment activities, became excited.
Even mortals on the bottom floor of the ship were allowed to spectate the event.
This undoubtedly brought great comfort and boosted morale to all mortal crew members.
Although this will consume a lot of panacea and food supplies.
But even a figure as stubborn as steel as Chapter Master Tiberus did not raise much objection.
In fact, if the rules of the competition were not there, they would not allow Primarch Rorschach and Astartes who are completely over the standard to join.
Neither of them wanted to be referees or judges standing on the sidelines.
Instead, I want to experience the mental journey of becoming a double team champion.
Thank you for your support!
I was looking up information on the web and found a Warhammer story called "Let the Bullets Fly" written by a genius. It's really interesting, haha!
I'll find some excerpts for you to see.
Kaur: Brother, why are you here?
Leon: Can't I come to the palace? Light up the gas lamp. You guys are playing the empty city trick, so I'll take advantage of it and enter. Sit down.
Leon: Where's the Regent? (There's a thunderclap, and Caul rolls his hundreds of mechanical eyeballs) - (There's a burst of bolter fire in the street)
Leon: Listen, when bolters fire, people die. When people die, people cry. When people cry, they have to speak their minds. (Leon looks at Caul) Go ahead, you have at least three things to say.
Kaur: I shouldn't have given away the technology the Emperor gave you.
Leon: Not this one.
Kaul: It was I who said to destroy Mars.
Leon: That's not it either.
Kaul: (Standing up, approaching Leon) I wish you were here when Abaddon caused trouble.
(End of this chapter)