Chapter 512: Atmosphere Destroyer

The rotary autocannon hummed, decorated with dangerous spikes and spikes, and could even be used as a mace in a pinch.

The heavy black shoulder armor was equipped with a missile nest, and the red light of the aiming pointed at the Ugur ghoul, providing accurate guidance for the missile.

The cold and murderous feeling emanating from Perturabo's body made him the center of the battlefield, so that the howling banshees who were caught in close combat would cast their eyes on him in the blood.

"Oh~ It would be great if I could ride on him!"

"You slutty bitch."

"You pretentious hypocritical guy! Maybe there is already a clear spring in your armor!"

The quarrel between the succubus and the banshee did not reach Perturabo's ears, only because there was another person beside him who was torturing his nerves.

"You have to be the one to run fast!" Lin Fan sat on Perturabo's shoulder armor, or more accurately, on one of the missile nests.

Lin Fan's nagging upset Perturabo, but now there is no chaotic whisper to interfere with his judgment, and no one has given him various impossible task indicators. The Lord of Steel is now a little gentler than before. He has changed from kicking people to seriously injure them to kicking others hard.

"Get down from the killing missile nest." The voice of suppressed anger came out of Perturabo's throat. He pinched the iron mask helplessly. The dangerous aura of the whole person was greatly weakened because of Lin Fan's appearance.

"I'll just stay here. The view is good." The laughter made Perturabo's forehead burst with angry veins. He could feel that Lin Fan was sitting on the missile nest and took out his weapon "Eighty".

The buzzing sound of heating came, and Perturabo knew that this was the effect created by the gear heating system inside the hammer "Eighty".

The slow gear was perfectly placed in the hammer, without affecting the weight and effectiveness of this weapon at all. Perturabo didn't know how Odmaier adjusted it, nor did he know how the slow gear made by Odmaier could bear such huge torque and high temperature.

It was fascinating.

Perturabo was impressed by the pinnacle of Odmaier's technology, but felt sorry that such a powerful weapon was owned by Lin Fan.

He heard the sound of the heat energy ball shooting from the hammer head, and could also see the effect of the high-temperature heat energy ball pouring into the nose of the Ugur ghoul and blowing its head into ashes.

But more, he saw the embarrassment under the visor of the Eldar warrior.

"This should have been a good kill." Perturabo sighed that Lin Fan ruined the atmosphere, and then activated the missile nest on his shoulder.

The square missile nest quickly deformed, and the dozen high-explosive armor-piercing missiles wrapped in it were integrated into a thick missile, and a crack appeared where Lin Fan sat.

Lin Fan, who was caught off guard, happened to sit on the new missile that Perturabo had just assembled. Just when he wanted to say something, Perturabo fired the missile without hesitation.

"Perturabo!"

Lin Fan's surprised scream was covered by the roar of the missile. Perturabo watched Lin Fan sitting on the missile and shooting towards the center of the Ugur wave, and a cheerful mood surged into his heart.

The face under the cold mask showed a faint smile. Perturabo chuckled a few times and looked at the beautiful scene of Lin Fan and the missile exploding together with a comfortable look.

An Ugur pounced from the shadows, and Perturabo was too lazy to even take action. The mechanical arm behind his armor grabbed the monster, easily tore it in two and threw it aside.

The heavy artillery under his arm started, and Perturabo was like a car lover who washes his car in his spare time. He used heavy firepower to clean the Ugur's round after round of attacks while strolling in the garden.

This is the advantage that the Primarch can bring. Wherever Perturabo's artillery swept, there would inevitably be a pile of Ugul ghoul meat and Eldar warriors shocked by the artillery.

Perturabo enjoyed the massacre, and Lin Fan was not idle either. In the crater created by the missile, he climbed out and looked back at Perturabo, who had a completely different combat style.

This kid would come to him to vent whenever he was angry. Perturabo has been throwing bombs at his head these days.

Lin Fan touched his head and smiled indifferently.

This is good, it is much better than taking out his anger on his soldiers during the Great Expedition. Anyway, he doesn't feel any pain.

Perturabo may not have any malicious intentions, he is just not good at expressing emotions.

Lin Fan thought so, and then he felt a red line aimed at his forehead.

Perturabo took the time to shoot a series of bullets at Lin Fan's head, and the smoke and debris from the explosion made Lin Fan look embarrassed.

"You bastard! I'll tear down your factory when we get back!"

"Haha! Come on!"

This guy must have a look of watching a show under his visor. Lin Fan expressed his dissatisfaction to Perturabo and shrugged helplessly.

This Primarch is like he hasn't grown up. He is stubborn and doesn't like to suffer.

Fortunately, Perturabo only fired one magazine and didn't put all his firepower on Lin Fan's head. Both of them were busy with their own battles tacitly. It can be seen that this kind of relationship between the two has happened many times.

The sound waves of the howling banshee pierced Lin Fan's ears. Even if his eardrums and brain would not be shattered by the sound waves, he couldn't appreciate such a harsh scream.

His frown was noticed by other succubi in battle. A beautiful and charming succubus cut open an Ugul and said to Lin Fan in a lazy manner.

"They are annoying~"

"A little bit."

The brief exchange was interrupted, and Lin Fan rushed into the group of Uguls with a sledgehammer. He did not consider his personal safety at all, and only sought to maximize the killing method.

The sharp claws cut into his throat, and then were shattered by his seemingly fragile neck.

He bit Lin Fan's waist with a big mouth, and the sharp and dense teeth shattered into bloody sockets.

The sledgehammer in his hand was filled with two kinds of energy. As a former Grey Knight holy relic, this sledgehammer exuded a faint glow of psychic energy. At the same time, there was no cooling system power supply device in it, and the whole sledgehammer was wrapped in incredible heat.

The succubus was burned by the heat and cried out that she couldn't stand it, and jumped away in a hurry.

The sledgehammer in Lin Fan's hand was shining hot. Even before the sledgehammer touched the Ugul monsters, the heat had already scorched their skin, which was melting and about to burn.