Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy-Chapter 1287 - 22: Don’t Eat Me!
Capítulo 1287: Chapter 22: Don’t Eat Me!
The person is very short, but their gaze is extremely sharp.
Upon seeing Mu Fan’s reaction, a blush appeared on that bronze-colored face.
There was a sense of confusion in their eyes and a fear of encountering the unknown. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞
Then the short, sturdy person did something that stunned Mu Fan.
They turned the hoe behind their back, then picked up a giant iron ore over a meter in diameter…
and took off running!
Because they were on a hillside, Mu Fan was just below them.
So the person stuck to the slope, sprinting fiercely forward along the angle of the mountain!
The speed truly did not match their physique.
At only about one and a half meters tall, the giant iron ore blocked their entire body, but they ran like the wind on the hillside.
Mu Fan couldn’t see their face, only a giant ore flying straight into the distance.
Their foot strength was astonishing…
“Wait.”
Mu Fan shouted loudly from below.
But as soon as he spoke, the person seemed like a startled rabbit, and their speed increased by another thirty percent.
Seeing this situation, Mu Fan furrowed his brows.
He initially thought he could communicate with the person inside, but they unexpectedly fled in fear.
No choice, he must catch up and inquire.
This was the first vanished ruin he had discovered.
Even if Nuonuo isn’t here, he must understand the secrets here.
Because this would greatly aid him in his search.
So in this instant, Mu Fan made a decision.
He bent his knees, looking at the mountain inclined at a sixty-degree angle, a whirlwind leaped up instantly!
Boom!
A circle of visible sound waves spread from his feet.
Mu Fan charged straight towards that silhouette.
Each step was like a heavy hammer hitting a huge drum, resonating with a buzzing echo.
Perhaps Mu Fan’s momentum was too astonishing with each step.
The short, sturdy person running along the hillside path glanced back, growing even more terrified.
Under the stimulus of fear, they exploded with even greater strength.
Absolutely mustn’t be caught by the foreign demon.
Absolutely not.
The tribe is enslaved by the Divine Envoy, even if it’s exhausting, it doesn’t matter.
But… the outside world is full of man-eating monsters.
Mustn’t be eaten by that guy!
Yet the sound of footsteps from behind grew closer and closer.
A rush of abnormal blush surged over the bronze face, the short, sturdy person clenching their teeth, painedly gazed at the stone.
Then made a reluctant move.
Flinging the giant ore heavily behind.
The person fled at full speed!
Now she was deeply regretting why she had come so far to collect ores.
To exchange high-quality ores for more food for her family, was she wrong?
Why does the Deity punish her so?
[Mustn’t be eaten.]
Mu Fan’s pupils contracted, gathering strength and leaping, he kicked hard.
With a boom.
The ore over a meter in diameter seemed crushed by a heavy hammer.
It instantly turned from motion to stillness, then wildly tumbling away.
Mu Fan looked at the person’s accelerating back, a ghostly chill flickered in his eyes.
An icy stream from the heart spread instantly to his legs.
Six Forms·Charging Step!
Rippling waves instantly spread from his thighs to his feet.
Foot raised, and fallen…
Boom!
A louder sound wave erupted, Mu Fan like an arrow released from the bow.
[What’s that noise?]
The fleeing figure heard the thunderous sound behind, could not help turning back.
“Wait.”
A voice almost overlapped with hers as she turned around.
As her gaze formally fell behind, she was rendered terrified, her eyes wide with fear.
The outsider was just a meter behind her.
Those demon eyes locked onto her.
“Ah!—”
In extreme terror, she raised her fist the size of a casserole pot to smash towards Mu Fan.
With full force, even the surrounding air was rippling.
The force nearly overwhelmed.
If this punch landed on the face, it’s comparable to a watermelon smashed by a hammer.
Anger flashed across Mu Fan’s eyes.
Is this person crazy!
Mu Fan’s brow furrowed, instantly dismantling the Six Forms Charging Step state, a ghostly chill reinfused his right fist.
Six Forms·Steel!
When the arm was covered by Ghost Energy, it instantly transformed into a Steel Arm.
Then watching the opponent’s punch coming, he countered with a punch.
Boom!
Air compressing, bursting.
Visible ripples spread.
Mu Fan’s speeding silhouette abruptly stopped, sliding back three meters as his feet scraped the ground.
The short, stout person screamed in pain, thrown five meters, rolling to the ground.
Such formidable strength.
Mu Fan felt that punch was akin to chiseling against steel.
The opponent’s punch had a power level no less than 24!
If not for Six Forms·Steel, he’d surely suffer serious injuries.
Staunchly withstand after feeling its force, supporting himself up, Mu Fan strode towards the opponent with a faint anger.
“You…”
“Ah!” Upon hearing Mu Fan’s voice, the short, stout person who had just risen looked with extreme terror, sitting on the ground, shivering and clutching her head.
“Don’t eat me!”
“Please, don’t eat me! Saran still has a family to feed.”
Mu Fan was startled.
What’s going on?
“I…”
“Please.”
The terrified opponent crawled over trying to hold onto Mu Fan’s leg.
This action caused Mu Fan to step back three paces.
“Wait!”
Finally, as Mu Fan shouted sternly, the person snapped out from panic.
She looked up at Mu Fan.
This time, as their eyes met, Mu Fan wore a complex expression.
Because now, at such a close distance, he saw everything clearly…
The opponent’s skin was indeed bronze-colored.
Under the black metal vest, two muscular arms were powerful.
But the facial contours…
were indeed a woman.
This short and sturdy warrior only 1.5 meters tall, was actually a woman?
Are all the people here this formidable?
Yet, why did she say not to eat her?
A bit of confusion…
Mu Fan felt his intelligence lacked.
Upon hearing Mu Fan’s shout, Saran looked up fearfully at Mu Fan.
The person before her was so frail, even slimmer than her by two sizes, yet possessed such strength.
The outside world truly terrifying.
Swallowing saliva.
Saran crunched on the ground: “Mighty outsider, please don’t eat Saran.”
“Who said I was going to eat you!?” Mu Fan said with a sullen face.
He could eat well, but hadn’t devolved to that extent, right?
From the earpiece, Black’s voice had already twisted with laughter.
Can you imagine an intelligent being nearly laughed to death?
Mu Fan was inexplicably furious.
“Speak standing up, I just want to inquire some information.”
Uh?
Not going to eat me?
A bewildered Saran stood up from the ground.
Her sturdy arm scratched her head.
Then once again, fear surfaced in her eyes.
Is it a trick?
