When Mu Fan asked this question, he felt his heart stop beating.
He did not expect that he would come to the real ruins of [Steel], so the exclusive weapon of the Extreme Soldier, Flame Rain Frost Blue, was still placed on the Shadow Island.
He had known for a long time that the weapon was a real product of ancient ruins, and naturally it would not be inexplicably suppressed like Shura and Evil Wings.
But not carrying it meant that he could not immediately judge whether there would be energy fluctuations from the extremely special weapons in this ruins.
Now, we meet the inhabitants of the ruins.
Then his hope is rekindled!
"No. You are the only outsider I see." The honest Saran said aggrievedly.
Although he was mentally prepared, Mu Fan still fell into inevitable disappointment the moment he heard these words.
Are you...the only outsider?
"Are you here to find someone?" Saran said with some confusion.
"Um."
"The only person we are not familiar with is the God Envoy. Could that be the God Envoy?"
Upon hearing this silent question, the disappointment in Mu Fan's eyes disappeared instantly.
No matter what, it is no small miracle to find the ruins of [Steel] by chance.
Moreover, I met Saran and got a preliminary understanding of the ruins, which was obviously a very good start.
In this case, then... it seems necessary to find the divine envoy.
Mu Fan's attention at this moment was attracted by what he was thinking and that divine messenger.
Instead, he subconsciously ignored a very critical issue...
That's why the "god envoy" chose the Iron Tribe people to come here.
"Salan, where is the envoy?"
Mu Fan's eyes were sharp, and at this moment, Saran felt as if a wild beast was watching her.
Illusion?
Saran's thick hair stood on end for a moment, but when she saw it was Mu Fan, she immediately let go of her nervousness.
Mu Fan would not eat her, she was sure of it.
Because when she just spoke, she saw that Mu Fan's teeth were very white.
The meat of the Iron Tribe is all black, so after eating it, the teeth will definitely be black.
Mu Fan had no idea what Saran's thoughts were flashing through at this moment. If he knew and believed it, he would definitely not be able to help but take action.
This strong female dwarf is simply unreasonable.
"You are indeed here to find the Lord God Envoy! He lives in the deepest part of the Holy Land, where there is a circular valley. Normally we cannot see it. We only occasionally send some iron berries into it."
"He doesn't eat iron ore?" Mu Fan had a hint of ridicule on his face, but Saran didn't hear it.
"If you don't want to eat it, we sent iron berries sprinkled with ore powder at first... The Lord God Envoy killed the clan leader..."
There was a trace of fear on Saran's face.
"With just a casual finger, in the purple light... the patriarch, who was far more powerful than Saran, suffocated to death."
Obviously that scene was something she would never forget.
Purple light?
Mu Fan narrowed his eyes, things seemed to be getting more and more mysterious.
Saran's words also gave him a wake-up call.
The power far exceeds that of Saran.
So what kind of existence should it be?
Even that kind of person can be killed with one blow. If the other person has malicious intentions, then his situation seems to be a bit...
Mu Fan's left hand slowly moved to the back of his waist, where there was a delicate cross-body bag.
There was a coldness in his eyes.
Among the ruins...
There are no mechas or battleships.
But he has another weapon!
Templar Armor... [Dragon Rider]!
When the palm of your hand touches the surface of the black cloth bag, a cold breath echoes and exchanges temperature with the palm of your hand.
[Dragon Rider] was not suppressed by the ruins at all!
There is no threat from large weapons, and he is in the state of an armored dragon...
Why fear a battle!
"Then could you please help me lead the way out?"
Mu Fan spoke gently.
"Of course!" Saran felt extremely happy that he could soon help the envoy.
"Also, don't reveal my information to your clan members yet." Mu Fan warned.
"It's unlikely. If you want to go to the residence of the divine envoy, you must pass by our station."
Saran replied with not-so-good news.
"That's it, please."
"No trouble." Saran said cheerfully.
This strong, short woman, even though she has a rough face, does not have the slightest bit of hypocrisy in her innocent smile when she smiles.
"I'm going to pick up the ore first, which will be used to exchange for today's rations."
Seeing that Mu Fan had no objection, Saran trotted over happily, hugged the huge iron ore with both hands, and easily lifted the stone above his head.
Then he ran forward with long strides.
The speed seems slow but is actually fast. With the strength of level 24, he can walk on the hillside like flying.
Mu Fan followed behind, looked at Saran's back, and quickly followed.
The more he ran along the hillside, the more Mu Fan discovered that the canyon inside was denser and more complex than he had imagined.
The first thing that appeared in front of me were three forks.
"Don't go wrong. Other places are very dangerous. 47 members of our tribe have died in the past three years. There are many traps inside, which is very scary."
Saran warned with fear, and then ran directly into the third fork. After running for twenty minutes, he saw four more forks...
After five consecutive turns, Mu Fan felt a little dizzy, but when he saw Saran's energetic look, he really admired him.
At the same time, I was a little happy.
If you had not met Saran, then the subsequent exploration would have wasted a lot of time, and you would have even encountered the terrifying traps Saran mentioned.
If everything goes well later and God makes the problem clear, then here...
He might be able to get the Iron Clan out.
He clearly remembered the void and the place when he came.
The seemingly empty air, on the top of the mountain, will return to the bubble-like space once you reach for it.
Outside the space, there is a passage penetrated by Shura.
…
As he ran, the rock walls on both sides became narrower and narrower, but Mu Fan could smell the smell of fire, magma, and molten iron keenly in his nose.
When he looked up, he happened to see the white smoke column rising like a wolf smoke.
"It's just ahead."
The two turned around the curve of the canyon, and a thousand meters ahead, a rock wall with a height of 500 meters completely blocked the passage.
But Saran didn't slow down.
Mu Fan squinted his eyes and finally saw clearly the winding path on the rock wall.
It was a rock passage carved out of stone.
For ordinary people, it is definitely a chasm of despair.
There is no protection, it is five hundred meters high, and the road is extremely narrow...
If one accidentally falls, there may be no bones left.
"Do you need me to carry you?" At this moment, Saran seemed to realize that the other party was not from his tribe, and he didn't know if he could go up a mountain road of this level.
In view of Mu Fan's previous friendly attitude of not eating her, the upright Iron Clan member wanted to reciprocate his kindness.
Mu Fan looked at the piece of iron ore that turned back... and was speechless for a while.
"Just go up, right?"
Mu Fan raised his head and looked at the rock wall getting closer and closer, and asked in a solemn voice.
"Yes, right up there!"
"Then I'll go up first."
Mu Fan's legs bent.
boom!
The whole person instantly rushed towards the rock wall like a cannonball. The moment his feet landed on the rock path, he exerted force again and leaped high.
Saran, who was running, was so frightened that he almost threw away the iron ore.
"So...so strong."
"Wait for me!"
The strong Saran cannot lose to outsiders.
So our iron ore, oh no, the female dwarf also jumped up high like a round mine.
Boom, boom!
Bursts of sound echoed in the narrow valley.
Two figures rose rapidly alternately.
Mu Fan felt the cold air blowing by his ears, and the top of the cliff was getting closer and closer.