Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy Chapter 1594 - 110: The Sudden Horn!

This increase in weight is very slight, but for a weapon, it is extremely abnormal!

No weapon should change in mass because of an attack.

"The red pattern just now..."

"It’s one of the unique characteristics of bone gold," Alva responded, casually pulling out another weapon from the wooden rack.

"Once kinetic energy is absorbed to a certain degree, it will be released from the weapon. You take up the defense."

As he finished speaking, Alva swung the rough steel bar towards Mu Fan.

Thud!

A ripple-like red pattern spread from the axe’s surface and vanished into nothing.

"How does it feel now?" Alva asked with a laughing voice.

"Now... it feels heavier again." Mu Fan was uncertain how to articulate it specifically, estimating the weight to have increased by another dozen grams.

"Touch the axe head, does it feel slightly warm?" Alva asked, guiding patiently.

"Indeed." Mu Fan brushed his hand over the axe blade, feeling a gentle warmth in his palm.

"Let’s do it one last time." Alva flexed his arm muscles and pulled back, heightening his momentum instantly.

Here?

After receiving a confirming nod from Alva, Mu Fan took a deep breath and held the war axe horizontally in front of him.

Alva’s right arm turned into an afterimage —

With the power to split mountains and crack stones.

Bang!

Not far away, Wang Nuonuo shielded her eyes with her hand as the fierce airflow lifted her black hair.

Mu Fan, with both arms supporting the axe, stepped back half a step.

This powered strike carried astonishing force.

A fire-cloud-hued sheen rose on the axe blade and faded.

No need to say, Mu Fan could now feel the axe emitting a rapid burning sensation.

The weight seemed to, add up to an egg.

30~40 grams.

This was Mu Fan’s estimated figure internally.

By now, he was eagerly awaiting Alva’s next explanation.

"The energy storage lasts only ten breaths, now go out immediately and test it." Alva said with a faint pride on his face, as it was a weapon he meticulously crafted, especially when seeing Mu Fan’s curious and admiring eyes, his heart felt a touch of satisfaction.

After the two exited through the warehouse’s backdoor, a wide open space awaited with several large stones resembling target platforms, visible signs of knife and axe cuts could be clearly seen.

"These are star meteorites brought back from the prairie, not suitable for weapon forging, but fortunately hard enough; you can try out on that stone, haha." Alva said with a smile of satisfaction.

Mu Fan gripped the freshly forged bone gold axe and looked ahead.

"How much force?"

"Hmm, five parts force," Alva thought for a moment and gave a number.

As soon as the words were out, Mu Fan had already dashed forward like a gust of wind, with a force like a tiger, swinging down with one hand from mid-air, the axe blade striking the stone surface instantly.

Thud!...

When the bone gold axe blade hit the stone surface, a prolonged crash sounded.

With five parts force, Mu Fan could easily split granite with the weapon, but facing these special giant meteorites only made the massive object quiver momentarily.

Mu Fan’s eyes widened!

He suddenly felt a swift warmth flow through the axe handle.

The axe seemed to gain life for a moment, actively venting some... substance!

Boom!

Mu Fan instinctively retreated, the warm airflow brushing his face.

He saw a faint red shockwave spread out instantly.

With the dust settled, a deep crack one meter long and thirty centimeters deep was left on the huge meteorite.

Mu Fan’s pupils constricted, he hastily withdrew his weapon.

The red pattern on the axe blade had just vanished!

But this time, it wasn’t concealing within the axe blade, it completely evaporated out.

Following the mysterious force’s release, the war axe returned to its original state, its weight back to normal.

Mu Fan carefully relished that moment, as if during the attack, someone exerted an identical force layered onto his own attack.

That feeling was...

Alva was assisting in his attack?

Mu Fan looked aside with surprise.

Once familiar, Alva’s face lost its usual cool demeanor, instead, like a child proudly showing off a precious treasure, "Hey, what do you think?"

"Very... powerful! The unique traits of this weapon have never been seen in my homeland."

Mu Fan sincerely praised.

Hearing praise from someone regarded as an opponent and a role model made Alva feel a surge of happiness.

However, shortly after, Alva’s expression dimmed.

"Bone gold quantity is extremely scarce, this axe can absorb no more than twice the energy of the swing you just made, and due to the limited bone gold content, these impure bone gold weapons wear out with time. To have one weapon among twenty tribe warriors is quite good."

"Besides me and Isaiah Clan Leader’s weapons, which are pure bone gold, everyone else’s weapons are generally these semi-finished products."

Upon hearing this, Mu Fan thoughtfully replied, "That’s why I haven’t seen pure bone gold armor, so most of your weapons are made of bone material?"

"Right, at least the beast tide is endless, those formidable big fellows, their bones are indeed hard."

At this point, Mu Fan finally understood the White Armor Tribe’s weapon origins.

Perhaps previously, Nuonuo was devotedly teaching children, seeming like a delicate girl, hence till now, Alva hadn’t mentioned it to her.

"These are unique materials, their traits in toughness, hardness, tensile strength far surpass ordinary steel; these weapons can only be fully utilized by the immensely powerful warriors of the White Armor Tribe."

Nuonuo standing beside Mu Fan openly admired these rare materials.

Here, even a random warrior’s if brought to the Galaxy Federation, their physique would easily overwhelm an average Martial Arts Grandmaster.

And warriors like Alva and Isaiah, in Nuonuo’s impression, only the flashing Big bald head trainer can compare.

Mu Fan just nodded when suddenly a sharp arrow’s sound came from mid-air.

"Woo!~~~"

A hurried and commanding horn sound came echoing from the village entrance.

Their conversation instantly ceased, and they rushed out of the warehouse.

White Armor clansmen, ready for slumber just moments ago, now all charged out from their houses.

Torches swiftly ignited throughout the village.

"What’s happening?"

"It’s the alert signal!"

"Enemies?"

Amid quiet discussions about the recent occurrence, a burly man strode in, clearly Lance who previously greeted Mu Fan and the chubby Enoch!

"——Beast tide!"

This sonorous shout instantly calmed the entire tribe.