Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy Chapter 1609 - 125: Red Stone Attack (3rd Update)

"Brother Mu, what’s this mighty thing called?"

In an instant, all eyes in the vicinity fell upon that tall figure.

After a day and night of fierce battle, a breakthrough was finally achieved.

The thought that they would soon be able to control these formidable entities made every White Armor Clan warrior present inevitably excited.

So now, the expectant gazes of the crowd landed on Mu Fan.

The naming rights, rightfully belonged to Mu Fan.

"Chongzhou!"

"I hope they can fulfill their purpose in your hands, I hope to see them slice through the wind and waves."

"This is the prototype of the 0 series. Next, we’ll officially create its first generation!"

After Mu Fan finished speaking, everyone present began to savor those two words carefully.

"Chongzhou..."

"This is the ship carrying our White Armor Clan towards victory!"

Alva mulled over this term, his smile grew ever brighter, and then he raised his arm in a triumphant shout.

At that moment, all the White Armor Clan members present cheered towards the sky; this was their new type of weapon.

This was a gift brought by Teacher Wang and Brother Mu, who came from afar!

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Woo~~

The desolate sound of the horn suddenly echoed under the night sky, breaking this rare tranquility.

"Enemy attack!"

The warning from the front guard quickly transmitted to the village.

Alva, who was meticulously drawing totem patterns for his Chongzhou, suddenly stood up, with a sinister smile on his face.

"We finally had peace for two days, the Red Stone Tribe seems determined not to rest until we, the White Armor Clan, are exterminated."

Alva looked at the unfinished wolf head on the beast bone, his gaze icy cold.

"White Armor Clan warriors, today you’ve obtained your divine weapon. Now I demand, that you shed enemy blood to unveil the blade of the divine weapon bestowed upon our clan by the heavens!"

"Wolf Armor Group——assemble."

"White Armor Battle Group——assemble."

Alva and Isaiah stepped forward simultaneously.

The sounds in the village first quieted down, then erupted like a volcano.

The wind on the prairie howled, and the people, briefly delayed in their sleep, quickly entered battle mode.

The White Armor Clan, all warriors.

A girl yawning as she arose, rubbed her eyes, and a few seconds later her eyes suddenly widened.

"Are the enemies attacking?"

With a startled cry, Nuonuo quickly put on her coat and charged outside.

Due to her speed, as she burst out she stumbled and almost flew forward.

A hand from the side stopped her.

Mu Fan looked at the girl dangling from his arm and sighed helplessly.

"So careless."

His eyes were filled with affection.

The fear in Nuonuo’s heart instantly vanished, replaced by an overwhelming sense of security.

"What’s the situation now?"

"Enemy attack, it should be the Red Stone Tribe this time."

"Then let’s go and see."

As soon as she finished speaking, Nuonuo felt her body suddenly lighten, followed by the fierce wind sweeping past her ears.

Mu Fan carried her swiftly, appearing on the walls moments later.

The sky was decorated with stars, and the distant horizon under the night’s cloak rose with a large blaze.

It even lit up half the sky.

"So many people..."

Nuonuo’s exclamation was spot on.

This might be the largest-scale battle on this prairie in nearly two decades.

The burning torches had merged into a vast sea.

"Mu Fan."

After two days of interaction, Alva and others finally changed their address from Brother Mu to Mu Fan.

This signified their genuine recognition.

He had transformed from a guest from afar into a comrade to fight alongside.

"Without you, perhaps today the White Armor Clan would choose to retreat."

"[Chongzhou], finally in actual combat, my heart..." Alva struck his chest heavily, "is pulsating uncontrollably!"

"For this first battle, please allow our White Armor Clan warriors to fight for our homeland."

Seeing the pleading in the opponent’s eyes, Mu Fan understood and nodded.

"Hey."

Alva’s face broke into a smile, and as he turned his gaze forward once more, it was filled with a bloodthirsty intent.

"Chongzhou————"

"Equip!"

Whoosh.

In the sound of neat uniformity, the strongest 74 warriors stepped forward.

They simultaneously donned their White Bone Horn Helmets, completing their final armament.

Seven collision points on the body, along with the large collision point of the Chongzhou main body, a total of eight!

Those collision points, polished meticulously, now gleamed faintly under the starlight.

The first batch of bony gold finally produced 76 Chongzhou.

were standard versions.

The remaining 2 were custom versions for the two strongest warriors, Alva and Isaiah.

Upgraded from thirteen choking strings to twenty choking strings.

Compared to other warriors, their armor transformed into full-body armor.

Made entirely from Star Beast King Bone.

Standing at the forefront, the two shouted in unison.

"To battle!"

The battalion of five hundred roared in response.

The sound of marching spread under the night sky.

In just a minute, a seemingly thin umbrella formation appeared at the outermost part of the village.

"The White Armor Clan are truly born warriors."

Mu Fan praised sincerely.

Anyone from the battalion could surpass ordinary Martial Arts Grandmasters in physical prowess.

The battalion formed by these individuals, officially in combat.

Plus the custom-made micro armor — [Chongzhou], even Mu Fan started to look forward to it.

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Izewende Laco, the Young Clan Chief of the Red Stone Tribe.

People remember him often for his incompetence and debauchery.

But even so, no one dares to anger him.

All because his surname "Laco" represents such overwhelming status and power.

It’s due to his father’s tremendous power on this grassland.

Basil Laco!

The Clan Leader of the Red Stone Tribe.

On this vast grassland, where conflicts and battles erupt daily, the Red Stone Tribe maintains its status largely thanks to Basil Laco.

The largest trade center on the prairie.

This is Basil Laco’s most proud achievement.

He uses his intellect to manage it better.

He uses his might to protect this fortune.

He is undeniably the leader of the Red Stone Tribe.

The clan is growing stronger under his leadership, an indisputable fact.

But recently, Basil Laco’s mood has been rather vexed.

That’s because the Beast Control Elders were unexpectedly all killed in a simple Beast Taming exercise.

One of the Red Stone Tribe’s major cards had been mercilessly snuffed out before fully revealing itself.

The earlier conflicts, Basil Laco hadn’t taken seriously.

Although the White Armor Clan’s combat power was astounding, its pitiful population base wasn’t enough for Basil to pay heed.

But everything changed radically after the death of the Four Great Beast Control Elders.

Thump!

Thump!

A "mountain" was slowly moving.

It was a Mordo Giant Lizard with a body length exceeding a hundred meters and a height over twenty meters!

On the back of the giant lizard was a ten-meter square blood-red platform, with several figures bowing to the tall figure on the white bone seat.

"Izewende hasn’t returned yet?"

The indifferent voice had a hint of bloodthirstiness.