American Comics: My Warhammer Simulator

[The blue energy field penetrated a deep snow.

[With the deafening roar of the ice devil, the five-meter-high terrifying figure overturned a large area of ​​snow, revealing hidden traces. 】

[The black power armor of Wolf Priest Ulric let out a low roar, and the tall figure had already rushed towards the ice demon. 】

[Your eyes can barely catch his movements and steps. 】

[In the blink of an eye, the terrifying ice demon was struck hard on its fragile knee by the buzzing power scepter. 】

[Accompanied by the ice demon's painful roar once again. 】

[The power scepter exuding a blue energy field continues to fall around the weaknesses of the opponent's body. 】

["Hunting and fighting are never simple skills. You need to make a complete plan in your mind, be familiar with the characteristics of the prey, and control your impulsive desire to attack..." Ulric's powerful voice spoke through the Ice Demon The howl reaches your ears. 】

[Every time the power scepter waved in his hand falls, it can restrict the Ice Demon's next move. 】

[Every attack by Urick is as easy and skillful as a chef unloading an ox. 】

[That is the combat experience and precipitation that endless years have brought to him. 】

[Until the ice demon's terrifying body fell heavily to the ground, the opponent couldn't even make a powerful counterattack against Urik. 】

["Mortal boy...do you remember?" Ulric, wearing a wolf skull, waved the power staff for the last time and struck the ice demon's huge head. 】

[A stream of hot brain matter splashed into the depths of the surrounding snow, making a sizzling corrosive sound. 】

[You stared dumbfoundedly at the Wolf Priest Urik who ended the battle easily, spreading his hands helplessly. 】

[In the fourth week, you followed Ulric through the white wasteland and came to the bottom of a cliff. 】

[You obtained several wooden knives with tight wood and throwing guns. 】

[There is only one target for your attack, and that is Wolf Priest Urik. 】

[Urik, who had taken off the wolf skull, set up a huge bonfire and began to bake a Drax beast shaped like a flying dragon with his own hands. 】

[You can only gain the right to taste food by touching the opponent's black power armor with wooden swords and throwing spears. 】

[You launched the attack non-stop. 】

[Urik, who was concentrating on roasting Draxmon, didn't even look back, and just moved his steps to avoid the flying shot of the spear. 】

[You choose to step forward and fight in close combat, waving the wooden sword in your hand. 】

[Your attempt never succeeded. Ulric just raised a wooden stick and easily blocked the wooden knife coming from a tricky direction. 】

[You are so hungry that you have to think quickly. 】

[You restarted the attack. 】

[You dodged the blow of the wooden stick and successfully entered the range in front of Urick]

[You broke the tight wooden knife with force.

[Scattered sawdust quickly flew through the air and hit Urick's black power armor. 】

["Cunning mortal boy, your behavior reminds me of a shameful little cub..." Wolf Priest Ulric looked down at you who was sitting on the ground exhausted, and let out a deep laugh. 】

[You barely earned the right to enjoy food. 】

[After you finish eating ravenously. 】

[Urik suddenly raised his hand and pointed at the nearby cliff. 】

["Now, you need to climb that cliff... If you can reach the top alive, I will take you to the next trial. If you die accidentally, I will not bury your body. You will Everything I give back to Fenris will be used as nourishment...\