Bone Uncle's power claw was shattered by Lin Fan's punch. He twisted his body and used his twin-linked cannon to wash Lin Fan's face with fire.
Amid the rattling gunfire and explosions, Lin Fan could barely keep his eyes open. Instinctively, he raised both arms to shield his head.
"Saint!" The Sisters noticed the scene and charged over in fury, as if they had swallowed gunpowder. They leapt onto Bone Uncle's power armor, sawing at its joints with chainswords and pressing bolter muzzles directly against the armor before firing.
Bone Uncle struggled and swayed, firing his twin-linked cannon while swinging it like a club. Some Sisters failed to evade in time and were smashed to pieces on the spot, collapsing dead while clutching the massive wounds in their chests.
"AAAAAHHHH!" Bone Uncle's enormous body was covered in wounds. His heavy power armor was so badly damaged that it was no different from scrap iron hanging off him. Scalding blood and strips of severed flesh flowed across the ground.
Bone Uncle had entered his weakest state. No matter how much he racked his brains, he could not completely ignore the mortal wounds on his body.
Lin Fan would deliver the final blow. His fist became a palm as he lunged at Bone Uncle's heaving chest. With the sound of armor and flesh being pierced, Lin Fan shredded Bone Uncle's massive heart into fragments. But that still was not safe enough. This Ork had once been saved even after having his head chopped off.
Just as Lin Fan was about to continue his attack, the sound of dice rolling abruptly rang out beside his ear...
"Ho ho ho! Hahaha, hehehe~ At last, I've caught my chance... The dice of fate have given me the result I wanted..."
An indescribably chaotic voice echoed