Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy Chapter 1556 72: Red Meteorite
Previously on Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy...
Tears streaming down his face, the young Enoch clenched his jaw and nodded emphatically.
// Beardsley observes Enoch's growing maturity with a sense of relief.A look of relief washed over Beardsley's features; the boy was becoming more sensible by the day.
// The narrative emphasizes the White Armor Tribe's need for fighters and sacrificers, not empty bravado.The White Armor Tribe required not empty posturing, but individuals prepared to fight and make sacrifices for their people!
// Beardsley feels his mission is nearing completion.Beardsley's objective was nearing its conclusion today.
// The mention of three river paths indicates a planned route or objective.Three river paths...
// A statement of urgency and a deadline related to survival.It would be enough, provided they didn't bleed out first!
// The middle-aged man experiences a surge of unexpected inner strength.The middle-aged man felt a new wave of strength surge from within him, seemingly from a hidden reserve.
// His previously slumped posture is now erect.His formerly stooped frame straightened once more.
// The father and son's pace quickens instead of slowing.The speed at which the father and son traveled not only failed to diminish but actually increased!
// A tall, thin figure from the Red Stone Tribe appears, followed by two warriors armed with spears.Moments later, a tall, slender figure from the Red Stone Tribe appeared where the pair had just been. Accompanying him were two warriors, their faces painted red, each carrying six spears strapped to their backs.
// These warriors are identified as the Udan Spearsmen, known for their skill.These individuals were unmistakably the Udan Spearsmen, a renowned unit of the Red Stone Tribe.
// The pursuing leader taunts them."Hey... attempting to flee back home?"
// The leader examines the mud, indicating he's tracking them.A sinister voice echoed as the leader bent down, examining a patch of mud on his fingers. His long, narrow eyes fixed on a particular direction.
// He orders the pursuit, predicting their demise."Pursue them! Let's see how long you can last once an Udan Spear pierces you to the bone."
// The sound of pursuit grows louder.The sound of crashing through grass erupted from behind them, and the Red Stone Guard charged forward with renewed ferocity.
// ... represents a time skip or transition....
// The wind appears to be picking up speed.The wind whipped past with increasing velocity.
// Beardsley is unsure if his speed has increased or if it's due to blood loss, but the sounds of pursuit have faded.Beardsley couldn't ascertain if his pace had quickened or if the constant bleeding was diminishing his senses, but the sounds of their pursuers seemed to have vanished.
// Beardsley humorously claims they've escaped and boasts about his prowess, though his condition is visibly deteriorating."Enoch, we've lost them, haven't we? Haha, your father is quite capable, isn't he..."
A weak chuckle escaped Beardsley as his face grew even paler.
// Enoch, though crying, encourages his father.With tears flowing freely, Enoch lifted his head, gazing at his father's frail yet determined expression. He nodded vigorously, his voice catching in his throat.
"Yes, Father! We're nearly there. You must hold on."
// Beardsley continues to reminisce and boast about his past exploits."Haha, what is this short distance... In the past, I treaded the vast plains alone, venturing into lands far beyond, where tribes dwarfed the Red Stone Tribe. They all marveled at my might, hahaha... ha..."
// Just as he finishes speaking, the third river path is close, and Enoch tries to keep his father conscious.Precisely as the strong man was boasting with laughter, as the third river path loomed within reach, and as the astute Enoch attempted to prevent his father from succumbing to unconsciousness...
// Beardsley collapses.Beardsley collapsed, his massive form hitting the soft mud with a heavy thud.
// Enoch cries out in distress."Father!!"
// His piercing cry startles nearby wildlife.A sharp, piercing cry erupted, sending birds fluttering into the air dozens of meters away.
// The dark-skinned, chubby boy rushes to his father's side and attempts to support him, dropping the salt bags.The dark-skinned, chubby boy immediately scrambled to Beardsley's side, his face awash with tears. He fiercely dropped two large sacks of salt and attempted to heave his father's arm onto his shoulder.
// He has the strength to lift Beardsley, but Beardsley's size is a significant challenge.He possessed enough strength to lift Beardsley. However, Beardsley's sheer bulk meant that even when Enoch stood fully upright, he could only just prevent his father's body from fully touching the ground.
// Enoch desperately urges his father to keep going."Let's go! We're almost there, wake up, Father!"
"Wuwuwu~"
// Covered in mud, Enoch abandons the salt, focused solely on his father's well-being.Enoch's face was now completely smeared with mud. He paid no heed to the two large sacks of salt.
His sole desire was for his father to recover.
// Laughter is heard from the approaching pursuers.Mere moments later, laughter echoed from several hundred meters behind them.
// The leader of the Red Stone Guard, perched on a small slope, observes with a mocking expression.The leader of the Red Stone Guard, having ascended a low slope, wore a look of utter mockery.
// The Red Stone Tribe's pride in their keen eyesight (As the 'red meteor' rapidly expanded in his sight, his pupils contracted to mere specks, and the hair on his body stood on end.
The intended landing zone of this crimson celestial body was undeniably within their territory!
He instinctively reached for the bone whistle hanging around his neck, but prior to even attempting to blow it, the 'meteor' had already grown to an immense size.
It plunged downwards with a deafening roar.
Whoosh…
The sound of displaced air had barely begun to register.
The colossal red brilliance impacted the third river path directly ahead.
Buzz... boom!
A heavy jolt resonated through everyone's eardrums.
The previously placid water erupted into a colossal wave, soaring to a height of nearly one hundred meters.
A tumultuous wave of dirt, water, uprooted wild grass, and rocks surged outwards in all directions.
Enoch, who was carrying his father, found himself unable to react; it felt as if an explosion had occurred within his ears. His shoulder buckled under an unexpectedly intensifying force, causing both of them to be violently thrown to the ground.
The Udan Spearmen of the Red Stone Tribe, who had only just arrived, had barely raised their heads before witnessing the mud-laden tempest approaching from the sky.
Without any need for orders, they all threw themselves flat on the ground.
Hawthorn, with his arms rigidly by his sides, was propelled backward a distance of three meters on the gentle incline before coming to a halt.
As he lowered his arms, his grin stretched to its absolute limit.
"Indeed, the heavens show benevolence! Hahahaha!"
His unrestrained laughter echoed wildly across the vast expanse of the grassland.
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A fiery projectile plummeted from the heavens.
The inhabitants of other tribes scattered across this immense grassland cast brief glances upward before their interest waned.
The meteor had not landed on their lands; its destiny lay elsewhere.
Such occurrences were entirely a matter of divine providence.
However, not far from the impact zone of the meteor, three dugout canoes that had resumed their paddling suddenly decelerated once more.
This was due to the recent thunderous impact from behind, which was impossible to disregard and occurred perilously close to the 'meteor's' crash site.
"The meteoric iron has fallen behind us! Let's go retrieve it!"
The two-meter-tall giant, Boluo, exclaimed with eagerness, but before he could finish, the elder interjected.
"Absolutely not! Remember, the Red Stone Guard has already proceeded to that location!"
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