However, at this time, the creator Vashtor's deep words slightly disturbed Rorschach's thoughts.
It also forced him to focus part of his attention on what the other party was saying.
"In this case, let me break this deadlock. According to the only order I gave to the Cunning Ark of Omen, the mission of this Chaos warband and Chaos believers is to find the artifact fragment called the 'Key'.
"
"Under the guidance of the Obeliscan, the Chaos Beacon, which I forged with my own hands, it is impossible for them to get lost in the subspace, let alone be troubled by the so-called subspace storm..."
"But unexpectedly, or as I expected, the Cunning Ark of Omen unexpectedly appeared in a place they shouldn't have appeared, and encountered enemies they shouldn't have encountered. If I talk about the Chaos Warband and the Believers
Attacking your forge world without permission is not what I want, so what do you think?"
The Creator, with the flames of chaos burning in the depths of his hollow eyes, slowly spoke to Rorschach, who was still unable to move.
"Tsk..."
Rorschach, with an indifferent expression, narrowed his eyes slightly.
He looked back and forth at the creator Vashtor not far away, and suddenly said with a sneer:
"I knew that there was something wrong with the subspace storm that besieged the Forge World. Maybe your Ark of Omen was thrown directly by some impenitent planner... So, are you and that gang of men?
Isn’t it hard to deal with the big guy from the Blue Bird Man?”
Rorschach just finished speaking.
His mind moved slightly.
He actually opened the simulator's storage page directly in front of the creator Vashtor.
And the creator Vashtor, who seemed to know nothing about the existence of the simulator, tilted his huge head.
With its empty eyes burning with chaotic flames, it looked down meaningfully at the tiny Rorschach below and said:
"Ten thousand years ago, there were only four immortal chess players on the chaotic chessboard in the supreme sky, and today, ten thousand years later, your human master is the fifth one..."
"For your increasingly powerful lord of mankind, the four eternal great beings may hold their noses and admit it, but for the sixth guy who wants to peek at the chessboard, they will never be merciful and cruel."
"And it just so happens that I am the sixth and only one who wants to become the supreme chess player, so it is not uncommon for some birdman to secretly make some calculations."
At this moment, the creator Vashtor told Rorschach unabashedly:
"I am the Lord of the Furnaces, an arms dealer that countless Chaos Demons dream of, but I am also a businessman. I never do any despicable tricks that go beyond the contract. Even the gods in the highest heaven have to admit this."
"So, I can probably humbly admit that I am the Chaos Demigod who most abides by the so-called contract rules in the entire Supreme Heaven."
At this moment, Rorschach, who had just found something amazing from the storage page, slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
But the words of the creator Vashtor also made him frown.
"What exactly do you want to do? Don't think it's what I'm thinking now..."
Rorschach's words were not finished yet.
The creator Vashtor, who couldn't help but let out a deep laugh, immediately spoke:
"Haha, maybe I didn't make a mistake in calculating the probability on a whim not long ago. Don't you think it's a wonderful thing to have one more chess player in the Supreme Heaven who doesn't have much ill will towards the human empire and who upholds neutrality?"
"I think even the Lord of Humanity standing behind you doesn't have any objections to this, right?"
"Although I have chosen Warmaster Abaddon, who believes in Chaos, to be my staunch ally, but as I said, I am a very qualified businessman, so even having an ally from a hostile camp is not enough.
It’s not a bad idea.”
"After all, in the face of a fierce battle and difficult journey to find the 'key', the more help you have, the higher the chance of success."
"Primarch of mankind, please give up your deep-rooted prejudice against Chaos. At least what I represent is not as evil as you think!"
"If you are willing to sign a fair subspace contract with me, then I can give you a huge gear army on the spot that is equivalent to the number of Warmaster Abaddon's Black Legion fleet, and even more Arks of Omen can be handed over.
I’ll take command with you personally!”
"When necessary, I can even mobilize my countless gear demon army to help your human empire fight against those more terrifying evil heretics!"
"And the only condition is that you formally sign a contract with me without many restrictions or necessary responsibilities!"
At this moment, the seductive voice of the Creator Vashtor still floated back and forth throughout the entire circular square.
But Rorschach subconsciously took a deep breath and opened his eyes slightly.
He stared at the extremely huge giant monster in front of him and said in a deep voice almost word by word:
"In my eyes, you chaotic creatures have always been a piece of shit!"
"And even the Chaos Evil God is just an undigested product with larger particles in this puddle of shit!"
"You know, even a few of them have to pay a greater bargaining chip and price to win over me. You are just a chaos demigod, and you are just called the creator by those demented believers. You really think of yourself as someone who can
The great god who created all things?!”
In an instant, there was a hum of distortion and deformation accompanied by countless servo devices and electronic muscle bundles inside the vibranium power armor.
Rorschach, whose veins kept popping out between his forehead and neck, clenched his teeth hard.
Streams of golden blood also began to seep out of the inside of his lips!
"Move for me——"
The next second, a powerful physical force suddenly burst out from the body and forcibly drove a thick arm that was firmly bound by the armor!
Immediately afterwards, the two melee weapons in Rorschach's palm disappeared out of thin air.
A Hellfire missile that had been placed on a disposable launcher suddenly appeared in front of him!
And maybe it's a coincidence, or maybe it's a little help from a planner.
This Hellfire missile hit the ground hard.
The launch direction of the warhead was actually aimed at Vashtor's huge head, and the launch button happened to be within the radiation range of Rorschach's arm!
At the moment of lightning.
Rorschach's only free-moving vibranium palm suddenly smacked forward.
It landed heavily on the launch button of the Hellfire missile!
Rumble——
Accompanied by the successfully activated Hellfire missile, a huge scorching tail flame was blasted out.
Rorschach, whose skull helmet just covered his entire head, was thrown backwards by an extremely powerful impact!
At this moment, Rorschach, who was still in the air, almost completed two things at the same time.
He first randomly found a prayer support from the Golden Throne page, and opened a subspace portal that suddenly appeared at the landing point behind him.
Then, Rorschach lowered his vibranium palm, grabbed the melta bomb detonating device hanging on his waist, and pressed the detonating switch on it without hesitation!
"Hey! Vashtor, the Lord of Humanity asked me to say hello to you!"