Lin Fan advanced through the hail of bullets, the sledgehammer in his hand serving as the best protection against foreign objects entering his nostrils. Then he saw the far end light up, a wall of light formed by Volcano Cannons pushing toward him.
These highly unstable energy beams swept through everything in their path. Neither the automated turrets nor the Iron Bone Guard could escape destruction.
The energy beams of the Volcano Cannons struck Lin Fan's body. Beams powerful enough to pierce Titan armor and melt the structures within into magma exploded against him.
"Ow!" Lin Fan was sent flying by the sweep of Volcano Cannons. The Eraser Trazyn had made for him could withstand only so many hits. His weightless body drifted amid the barrage like a fallen leaf in the wind.
The Volcano Cannons were ineffective too? Or were these things broken? No, they were not. There was no issue at all with their energy transmission efficiency.
Seeing Lin Fan emerge utterly unscathed from the Volcano Cannon barrage, Perturabo began to wonder whether he was dreaming. These energy weapons could carve lakes of magma into a planet's surface; they were not something one could simply withstand.
"Are you a daemon?"
"Huh? A daemon? Hahaha, you're a funny one. Whether I'm a daemon or not, shouldn't you know that yourself?"
Perturabo's sensors detected no Warp energy whatsoever from Lin Fan. Every one of his readings was identical to those of an ordinary mortal.
Yet the enormous disparity between data and reality filled Perturabo with a sense of absurdity.
Mortals should not be capable of such things, yet the mortal before him had done it. Did he possess some kind of technological device?
"What are you doing now?"
While Perturabo was still considering what technological device could produce such outrageous