Chapter 1586

Sensing the questioning eyes from all around, Mu Fan actually...

Gently nodded.

This understated action carried an unusual affirmation.

However, the first sentence Mu Fan uttered was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Can I have a look at your weapon first?"

Mu Fan's eyes fell on Alva's waist, and he had endured the questions about those weapons since the battle until now.

It is almost impossible for a shield that can block the stabbing of the curved light sickle blade one after another 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, they were blocked one after another by that seemingly speckled bone shield.

"You mean my golden bone shield?"

After getting a positive response from Mu Fan, Alva untied the shield and threw it over.

"This is the unique weapon of our Baijia tribe, but my shield, which can withstand the impact of the giant rhinoceros, can hardly resist your stabbing attack. Your weapon is also weird!"

Alva felt a little brooding at the thought of it at the moment.

Take that bone shield.

The heavy texture far exceeds 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 carefully.

The palm of the right hand gently rubbed the shield.

The rough feel makes people feel rough when they touch it for the first time.

But when the palm continued to brush away, the icy cold touch began to emerge quietly.

Mu Fan moved his palm away, looked at the spots that were silvery, dark golden, with different brightness and color, and squinted his eyes.

He was sure it was metal.

And just now he deliberately touched the spot on the shield with his wrist.

The watch trembled three times in a row.

This often represents black anxious emotions.

"Your shield is beyond imagination, and it even has the characteristics of passive energy storage and active release. I discovered before that once all attacks are blocked by you, the momentum transmitted by the attack will disappear without a trace. trace."

"I've always suspected that it's the material of the shield."

Rubbing the shield with his thumb, Mu Fan sighed softly.

"Of course, this is the biggest capital for our white-armored warriors to become famous in the grassland. Bone-gold weapons are bestowed by heaven to warriors."

Alva pulled out his battle axe, lovingly stroking the blade.

For this axe, it can be clearly seen that on the blade of the axe, there are metal plaques that are obviously denser than other places.

Not only did those plaques not destroy the sharpness of the axe, but it made the axe...

There is a touch of indescribable coldness!

This material combines lightweight, sharpness, and energy absorption, which can never exist at the same time.

Therefore, the shock brought by it was hard for Mu Fan to ignore.

"Bone gold... what is the name of this material?"

While whispering to himself, Mu Fan raised his head and looked at Alva, "If all the fighters of the Baijia tribe are equipped with this kind of weapon, with your fighting qualities..."

"How could you lose?"

Hearing Mu Fan's question, Lance and the others who were standing nearby looked at each other, and then sighed helplessly.

"Of course, if they were all bone-gold weapons, why would our Baijia tribe be trapped here?"

Alva sighed softly, and for the first time a wry smile flashed across his face.

"Bone gold...bone gold...that represents a mine full of bones..."

Nearly half of the faces of the onlookers flashed uncontrollable loneliness.

During the slow introduction, Mu Fan finally knew the source of this strange weapon!

Those flecks of metallic luster come from a kind of ore called [black gold], and the collection of that kind of ore requires human life to pay for it.

As for the skeleton representing the weapon embryo, it came from an area called [Bone Burial Ground].

These two areas, at least Wang Nuonuo who was standing next to him, had never heard of them.

"Black Gold... Burial Ground..."

Hearing the girl's murmur, Alva looked at it with undiminished admiration in his eyes, "These two places are absolutely dangerous areas, [Black Gold] needs wind collectors, and the Land of Fallen Bone, only If we can go there in person, even I dare say that I have less than 70% chance of surviving."

"This is a secret of the Baijia people. But it shouldn't be a secret to the two most distinguished guests, especially Miss Nuonuo."

"In this way, I will take you to see it once, and you will understand."

Seeing the puzzled eyes of the two, Alva didn't say any more, but just greeted to the side, "Norbert, go and call a wind collector."

"Miss Nunuo, it's good that you are in the tribe, because the road to collect [black gold] is extremely rough and bumpy."

Hearing Alva's reminder, Wang Nuonuo stopped immediately and looked at Mu Fan: "I'll wait for you."

"Um."

A young man with a rare and thin figure stepped out.

Nuo Nuo's eyes widened, she knew the name of this thin young man, Blore.

Because he was too taciturn, his body looked weak, far from being able to compare with the warriors of the Baijia tribe.

Occasionally Nuomuo would see Blore going out with a hoe on his shoulder.

She once thought that the other party was a wanderer taken in by the tribe.

But she really doesn't know...

Blore was actually a so-called "heart picker".

After seeing many people standing in the big tent, Blore blinked his dark eyes and said nothing.

"Is everyone okay?" Alva asked.

"Um."

"How is Clay recovering?"

Blore thought for a while before opening his mouth, his voice was as thin as his body: "It will be three months before the sun sets."

"Today is the day to collect [black gold]. Blore, take us there. Brother Mu Fan is not an outsider."

Blore's dark eyes stared for a few seconds, and he nodded again.

Then the thin young man, who was only over 160 centimeters tall, turned around and walked out of the big tent.

"Come on."

Alva sent an invitation to Mu Fan.

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"The height of the wind picker should not be too high, the strength must be strong, and the speed must be fast. At least it should be at the same level as me."

"Blore is a Wind Clan, they are the rarest race on this grassland."

After a group of people rushed out of the tribe, they went straight into the deep canyon on the side of the tribe!

The grass fell quickly, Mu Fan listened to Alva's introduction, his eyes fell on the thin figure not far ahead in surprise.

The movements are so light that there is no sound.

When he raised his feet and stepped down, his movements were almost to the extreme.

Even stepping on those fallen blades of grass, there was no sound at all.

No matter how fast everyone is, he hangs firmly three meters in front of everyone.

"They are allies of the Baijia tribe, but because of the special living environment and the continuous invasion of beasts, their population is less than one-tenth of the Baijia tribe..."

"The people of WindClan are those who can dance on the tip of the wind."

"If you want to collect [Black Gold], then wind collectors are essential!"