Feeling the questioning glances from all around, Mu Fan actually...
He nodded slightly.
This understatement carries an unusual sense of certainty.
However, the first words Mu Fan spoke were beyond everyone's expectations.
"Can you let me see your weapons first?"
Mu Fan's eyes fell on Alva's waist. He had been enduring questions about those weapons from the time of the battle until now.
A shield that can continuously block the thrusts of the curved sickle blade is almost impossible to exist among individual weapons.
You know, in the Galaxy Federation, he can easily penetrate enemies wearing thick exoskeleton armor with one blow.
But on this planet, it was blocked one after another by that speckled bone shield.
"You mean my bone gold shield?"
After receiving a positive response from Mu Fan, Alva took off his shield and threw it over.
"This is the unique weapon of our White Armor clan, but my shield that can withstand the impact of the giant rhinoceros can barely withstand your thrust. Your weapon is also weird!"
Alva felt a little worried when he thought about it at this moment.
Take that bone shield.
The heavy texture is far beyond that of normal bones.
But compared to steel, it is much lighter.
His eyes fell on the shield covered with vertical and horizontal scars, and he looked at it carefully.
The palm of his right hand gently rubbed the shield surface.
The rough texture makes people feel rough when they touch it for the first time.
But when the palm of the hand continued to brush away, the cool touch began to quietly emerge.
Mu Fan moved his palm, looked at the spots with silver, dark gold, different brightness and different colors, and squinted his eyes.
He was sure it was metal.
And just now he deliberately touched the spots on the shield with his wrist.
The watch vibrated three times in a row.
This often represents dark anxious emotions.
"Your shield is beyond imagination, and it even has the characteristics of passive energy storage and active release. I have discovered before that once all attacks are parried by you, the momentum transmitted by the attack disappears without a trace in an instant.
trace."
"I have always suspected that there is a problem with the material of this shield."
Mu Fan rubbed the shield with his thumb and sighed softly.
"Of course, this is the biggest asset for our white-armored warriors to become famous on the grassland. Bone metal weapons are a gift from heaven to warriors."
Alva took out his battle ax and stroked the blade lovingly.
It can be clearly seen that on this ax head, there are metal plaques that are obviously denser in other locations on the ax blade.
Not only did those plaques not damage the sharpness of the axe, but instead made the ax blade...
There is an extra touch of unspeakable coldness!
This material combines qualities such as lightweight, sharpness, and energy absorption that can never exist at the same time.
The shock it brought was difficult for Mu Fan to ignore.
"Bone gold...is this material the name?"
While muttering softly to himself, Mu Fan raised his head and looked at Alva, "If all the warriors of the White Armor Tribe are equipped with this kind of weapon, with your fighting qualities..."
"How could it be defeated?"
Upon hearing Mu Fan's inquiry, Lance and others standing nearby looked at each other, and then sighed helplessly.
"Of course, if they were all bone metal weapons, how could our White Armor tribe be trapped here?"
Alva sighed softly, and a wry smile flashed across his face for the first time.
"Bone gold...bone gold...that represents the mineral deposits filled with bones..."
Uncontrollable loneliness flashed across the faces of nearly half of the people watching.
In the slow introduction, Mu Fan finally knew the origin of this strange weapon!
Those shiny metallic patches come from an ore called [Black Gold], and the collection of that ore requires human life.
As for the skeleton representing the weapon embryo, it comes from an area called the "Bone Burial Ground".
At least Wang Nuonuo, who was standing next to him, had never heard of these two areas.
"Black gold...bone burial ground..."
Hearing the girl's murmur, Alva looked with undiminished admiration in his eyes, "Both places are absolutely dangerous areas. [Black Gold] needs wind collectors, and the Land of Fallen Bones only needs wind collectors."
If we can go there in person, even I can only say that I have less than 70% chance of survival."
"This is the secret of the Baijia clan. But for the two most distinguished guests, especially Miss Nuonuo, this should not be a secret."
"In this way, I will take you to see it once and you will understand."
Alva saw the doubtful looks in their eyes and said nothing more. He just said hello to the side, "Norbert, go call a collector."
"Miss Nuonuo, it's better that you stay in the tribe, because the road to collect [Black Gold] is extremely bumpy."
Wang Nuonuo, who heard Alva's reminder, stopped immediately and looked at Mu Fan: "I'll wait for you."
"Um."
A young man with an unusually thin figure walked out.
Nuo Nuo's eyes widened, she knew the name of this thin young man, Blore.
Because he was too taciturn, his body looked extremely weak, far incomparable to the warriors of the White Armor Tribe.
Occasionally, Nuo Nuo would see Blore carrying a hoe out.
She once thought that the other party was a wanderer who was taken in by the tribe.
But she really doesn't know...
Blore was actually a so-called "collector".
After seeing the many people standing in the big tent, Blore blinked his dark eyes and said nothing.
"Is everyone okay?" Alva asked.
"Um."
"How is Clay's recovery going?"
Blore thought for a moment and then spoke, his voice as thin as his body: "In three months, the sun will rise."
"Today is the day to collect [black gold]. Bloor, please take us there. Brother Mu Fan is not an outsider."
Blore stared at it with bright black eyes for a few seconds, then nodded again.
Then this thin young man, who was only over 160 centimeters tall, turned around and walked out of the tent.
"Follow me."
Alva extended an invitation to Mu Fan.
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"The height of the wind gatherer cannot be too high, the strength must be great, and the speed must be fast. At least it should be on the same level as me."
"Blower is a member of the Wind Tribe, and they are the rarest race on this grassland."
After a group of people rushed out of the tribe, they fell straight into the deep canyon on the side of the tribe!
The grass fell quickly. Mu Fan listened to Alva's introduction, and his eyes fell on the thin figure not far ahead in surprise.
The movements are so light that there is no sound.
When he lifts his feet and steps down, his movements are extremely fast.
Even when stepping on those fallen grass blades, there was no sound at all.
No matter how fast everyone is, he hangs steadily three meters in front of everyone.
"They are allies of the White Armor Tribe, but due to the special living environment and the invasion of successive beast tides, their population is less than one-tenth of the White Armor Tribe..."
"People from the Wind Clan are all people who can dance on the top of the wind."
"If you want to collect [Black Gold], then wind collectors are essential!"
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