American Comics: My Warhammer Simulator

[Your ceramic steel palm tightly grasped the broad power sword in your palm.

[“Haha, didn’t you Dark Angels say that the power weapon representing honor and faith would not be pointed at any battle brother?” You slowly exhaled from your mouth and sneered. ]

[“For Ryan! Damn fallen angel! Tell all your secrets! Then cry, scream, and repent desperately!”]

[At this moment, Asmodai, who suddenly raised the power sword, let out a low battle roar. ]

[He stepped forward quickly and attacked you first. ]

[You raised the broad power sword in your palm without hesitation and faced the opponent. ]

[The two blue swords that were activated by the decomposition field collided with each other, splashing a trace of fierce sparks that continued to fly. ]

[Instantly, you quickly raised the bolter in your other palm and pulled the trigger without hesitation at the chest and abdomen of Asmodai's power armor! ]

["Ahaha——\