Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy Chapter 1595 - 111: Sea of Bone Wolves
Previously on Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy...
Silence.
Deathly silence.
A look of astonishment flashed across the faces of the White Armor Clan people, followed immediately by a fierce expression.
The suddenness of the beast tide’s arrival exceeded everyone’s expectations.
To appear so densely in such a short time, a beast tide.
This seemed like a heavy blow to the already crumbling defense line of the White Armor Clan.
Alva, who heard the combat information, no longer showed the previous expressions of either shame or pride on his face!
The coldness and ferocity began to surface.
A robust aura naturally emerged as he strode forward.
"What level is the beast tide!"
"Confirm the creatures within the beast tide!"
"Then grab your gear and follow me out."
Alva casually raised his hand to catch the weapon thrown by a clan member.
A pure Bone Gold Shield and a War Axe that could rival the Curved Light Scythe Blade!
At this moment, the cold White Armor War God was back.
Alva’s three consecutive statements had a tremendous effect, even causing Lance’s eyes to begin to bloodshot, his breath to grow heavy.
"Savannah Bone Wolf pack!"
"A huge pack of Bone Wolves, and large animals spotted at the back of the pack."
"They’re coming soon!"
Hearing this, Alva was already rushing forward like a furious tiger, carrying a wild and fierce momentum.
"Then block this final line of defense for the tribe!"
"Uncle Isaiah, today’s battle, I’m taking it all, hahaha!"
Alva glanced at Isaiah, who just walked out of the tent, exchanged a look that only the two understood, and then laughed loudly.
"Together." As Alva rushed forward, he suddenly heard a determined voice by his ear.
It was Mu Fan, whose eyebrows were also burning with a fighting spirit.
"I have a vague idea in my heart, now I need to truly witness the beast tide here..."
"What is it!"
Mu Fan suddenly lifted his head, both of them simultaneously halted their steps, bending their knees.
Thump!
With astonishing strength, they soared through the air in a massive parabola, flying over the top of the fortifications.
Boom!
They landed on the ground like cannonballs.
"Howl~~~"
A sea-like roar of wolves came from afar.
The grass visibly swayed in waves.
Thump, thump!
Each step covering over six meters!
From a distance, the two moved so fast they seemed to be flying close to the ground.
As a giant wolf over three meters long appeared, the surging "waves" finally revealed their menace.
With terrifying night vision, Mu Fan’s gaze scanned the surroundings,
A fan shape!
A gigantic fan shape!
The wolf pack surrounded them in a massive fan shape.
At a rough glance,
The first wave alone numbered nearly a thousand.
And from the distance came the rumbling sound of large footsteps.
"Is this a beast tide? A pure Bone Wolf beast tide?"
Ting——
Bang!
The War Axe cut a ghostly arc through the air, landing heavily on the head of the lead Bone Wolf.
This axe spanned a full hundred meters!
The giant wolf’s head exploded like a watermelon cut by a knife.
The axe continued its momentum, spinning like a terrifying blade wheel, surging twenty more meters before stopping.
Seven Bone Wolves, cleaved in two by this axe.
Blood sprayed the earth!
Alva roared upwards, pulled out the War Axe, and fiercely charged into the wolf pack.
At this moment, the White Armor Clan’s troops had morale as high as a rainbow.
The second wave of the wolf pack was already appearing.
Mu Fan crouched low, entering the Dragon Rider War Armor state.
With the infusion of Ghost Energy, all emotions in his eyes faded, becoming a pure humanoid killing machine.
A rugged, spiked bony mask.
Over a dozen thick bone spurs lined up on the spine!
If not for those familiar eyes and the scarlet tongue, Mu Fan would hardly believe it was a wolf!
In the Galaxy Federation, Mu Fan was sure he’d never seen such a wolf, over three meters long, draped in Bone Armor.
Two cold, green Ghost Blades emerged.
Treading with silent and agile steps, the Curved Light Scythe Blade in Mu Fan’s left hand spun into a blur, and after completing these transformations, in the next second...
The entire person became a fleeting afterimage!
Puff!
A warrior following Alva barely turned to deal with the Bone Wolf charging from the side.
A light sound brushed his ear.
As he turned, hot blood splashed over his face.
Thud.
From two directions, one sound.
After the smoothly sliced wolf body fell, Mu Fan landed on the ground from mid-air, crouching as low as possible...
Suddenly leaping up!
Instantly vanishing.
The warrior only saw a blur in the end.
Fleeting green in the air.
Carrying a grim killing intent that made his scalp tingle.
With unavoidable swiftness.
With...
The warrior found to his shock that the figure who had just aided him plunged alone into the wolf pack from another angle, disappearing in an instant!
"Leader!"
At the shout of astonishment from the warriors, Alva, who had formed the arrowhead of an arrow formation, turned for a glance and shouted: "Brother Mu Fan!"
"Two lines, compare or not compare!" A distant yet close growl came from within the wolf pack.
Then, forty meters away in their view, suddenly a five-meter-high fountain of blood surged!
"White Armor Tribe will remember your kindness. But this time, I, Alva, will not hold back!"
Alva’s booming voice echoed in the air.
"Warriors of the White Armor Tribe, your wives and children are behind you."
"White Armor——"
"Undefeated!"
Roar!
In an instant, the entire troop’s morale soared.
They collided full force with the surging wolf pack.
In a flash, severed limbs flew everywhere.
The rumbling from behind the grass grew closer and closer.
As Alva, growing braver in battle, led his troops to cut a straight line through, his brow furrowed tightly.
This beast tide was not a beast tide at all!
But rather...
A herd driven before the incoming beast tide!
His bloodthirsty gaze turned to the horizon, teeth gritting.
He desperately wanted to plunge in, to cut through this beast tide, but the current situation left him no choice.
Alva cast a deep look back at the village.
...
...
In the White Armor Tribe, Isaiah, originally preparing to fight like a Lion King, suddenly halted and shouted:
"Now everyone, listen to my command!"
At this moment, thousands of eyes, regardless of age or gender, focused on Isaiah.
"Half a Star Time to prepare your most valuable possessions, White Armor Tribe, prepare to evacuate!"
The villagers of the White Armor Tribe, actively preparing for battle, were stunned by this sudden order.
A graceful young girl turned back in surprise, "Uncle Isaiah?"