Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy-Chapter 1297 - 32: Accepting the Iron Clan

As the Divine Envoy died and the altar shattered, the purple mist in the entire valley disappeared completely.

The strange presence that had once been ubiquitous in the nose and mouth vanished.

The oppression in the heart also completely dissipated.

The Iron Clan people should have felt an inexplicable relief at this moment, but the image of the Divine Envoy being brutally killed replayed in their minds like a deep engraving.

Every action in that scene was clearly imprinted in the depths of their memory.

Every movement made their souls tremble in fear.

Their faith was destroyed by violence, leaving behind a stronger silhouette.

These beliefs, which once swayed violently like the Iron Clan people in the sea, now left only submission.

The law of the jungle, universally applicable!

Mu Fan's cold gaze swept over, without the slightest ripple from this scene.

The face armor retracted to the sides, revealing Mu Fan's mature and indifferent face under his white hair.

He finally looked at Saran and nodded slightly.

Saran stared blankly at the majestic figure on the mountaintop, the giant hammer in her hand clanging to the ground.

Her cheeks twitched, her eyes red-rimmed.

Yet, she knelt resolutely, her arms pressed tightly to the earth in the most devout posture of worship to the deity.

Her hope had once been shattered, and it was that person who gave her courage.

The old Divine Envoy was wiped out effortlessly as a murderer.

So now Mu Fan was her most steadfastly worshipped deity!

Warriors of the Iron Clan should be as sharp-edged as steel, eternally grateful for kindness!

When her forehead finally touched the cold ground, the Iron Clan girl cried out loud.

Until this moment, Mu Fan had no idea how high this girl's loyalty to him actually was.

"He's not some Divine Envoy, just another clan's elder. Saran, gather your clansmen, I have something to say." Mu Fan didn't even glance at the others.

"Yes!" Saran's resolute tone contained no hesitation.

Since it was Mu Fan's instructions at this moment, she had to follow through.

The remaining Iron Clan people, despite having various thoughts, dared not voice any rebuttal under Mu Fan's intimidation at this moment.

Especially after Mu Fan added: "As promised, I'll take you away. As for this land, it still belongs to you."

All the Iron Clan people looked up with incredulous light in their eyes.

What Mu Fan previously said turned out to be true!

This group of people instantly became restless.

Mu Fan no longer paid attention but turned to look at the lifeless altar, his left hand making a swift turn, and thousands of bluish rainfall suspended in mid-air.

In an instant, it was like a meteor fall.

The already shattered altar was suddenly smashed into powder.

There was no need to ask, this altar was naturally the passage for the Layela Clan to enter here.

Once this was destroyed, he would control the only passage.

"Black, record the coordinates. After going out, Shura will assist you; the Shadow Island will take over the entrance here completely."

"Are you interested in the metallic ores inside this ruin?"

Black in the virtual space was almost drooling when he heard these words, speaking excitedly: "Interested! How could I not be! The composition of these alloy ores never appeared in the Federation before; the materials for warship armor might once again be updated."

"You are in charge of arranging those Iron Clan people."

"Heh heh, leave the task of civilizing them to this great lord." That cackling laughter carried a certain indescribable excitement.

"This tribe will be well settled by this great lord. When they connect with civilized society, what mutations they might produce, the unpredictable future excites this great lord most!"

Lord Black could actually govern a tribe of intelligent lifeforms.

This was a milestone advancement for intelligent life!

Mu Fan simply felt instinctively that these skilled clans shouldn't be buried, the extraordinarily hard ores and the Iron Clan who could easily mine the ores, Shadow Island could absorb them.

As for the specific operations, Mu Fan would not participate.

He turned and walked into the nearby small stone and wood house, slowly scanning his eyes around.

A simple stone bed, a wooden coat rack, a plate of black iron berries on a stone table, and a simple wooden chair, with nothing else.

Hmm? Something seems off.

Mu Fan squinted at the wall...

On a smooth wooden board, some kind of thermal ray seemed to have carved out ancient patterns. Just by looking, Mu Fan felt a whirlpool-like attraction.

He couldn't take photos right now, so he casually pulled off this wooden board, turned around, and left the house. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

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"This world is a closed space. I know the exit."

"The place I'm taking you isn't your homeland, but it shouldn't be worse than your homeland. There will be no exploitation, no natural enemies, stable food, and medical supply."

As Mu Fan spoke, those Iron Clan people's eyes lit up simultaneously but quickly dimmed because they didn't believe it.

This description... even in their dreams, they hadn't encountered anything like this. How could it be possible!

The leader of the Iron Clan, Leff, was being carried on a stretcher at this moment. His eyes were excitedly looking at Mu Fan, trembling as he opened his lips: "What you said... is it all true!?... Any conditions?"

"From now on, your tribe will be managed by Saran. As for conditions, someone will tell you later; you will earn what you deserve through your labor, with no coercion. Your forgings can be exchanged for any resources you want."

When Mu Fan calmly said these words, the breath of this hundreds-strong tribe quickened.

The sound of swallowing saliva continuously echoed in his ears.

Leff's eyes also turned red, and he gave a guilty glance at Saran in front of him. This stout dwarf nodded firmly, biting his lip.

"I promise you. Saran is a brave child!"

"When can we leave?"

"Pack your belongings, six hours later."

Mu Fan looked down at his wristwatch.

For the second time in three years, cheers from an entire race came from the depths of the ruins of Steel.

The first time was the excitement when they first encountered this world.

What lies beyond this world?

Exhilaration mixed with apprehension reverberated in the chest of every Iron Clan person.

These short yet exceptionally robust people began humming cheerful tunes as they packed up their belongings.

In front of Mu Fan, heavy weapons were tossed out one by one.

The huge iron smelting furnaces were easily carried by people on their backs.

Saran, carrying her disabled mother, held a giant hammer, standing quietly in front of Mu Fan.

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Six hours later, a micro fleet composed of three destroyers appeared on the edge of the void area of the Chaotic Stone Sea.

Mu Fan led the grand Iron Clan tribe towards the mountain where he came.

As these people followed, climbing over a thousand-meter peak and watching Mu Fan insert one hand slowly into the void...

The air fell into a dead silence at first.

Then cheers echoed across the whole mountain!

"Let's go."

Mu Fan was the first to vanish into the void.

His voice was calm.

He hadn't found Nuonuo but felt no regret.

Because this ruin gave him infinite hope.