Chapter 1605: Chapter 121: I Have an Idea
In the next second, the figure in front of him suddenly disappeared.
Mu Fan made a sliding step forward, and as he passed by Basham, he only heard a crisp crack of bones.
Crack!
Basham’s left arm was forcibly twisted 180 degrees.
"Ah! ————"
The excruciating pain nearly drove him mad.
To alleviate the pain, his body instinctively twisted to the side.
But just as the idea to turn back arose, his body froze uncontrollably.
Because a hand was unexpectedly placed on his shoulder.
And a calm voice flickered from above.
Basham looked up blankly...
Only to see a silhouette flash by from above.
And he felt the sensation of cloud and mist flying horizontally.
A-Class Martial Arts Skill — Big Tablet Fall!
Mu Fan locked onto the opponent’s arm, and with a sudden twist from mid-air, his left hand slammed heavily into the ground.
Boom!
Basham’s entire arm was twisted off, and his whole body was forcibly swung around and slammed into the ground.
The intense shock sent smoke and dust soaring into the air.
All the howls that emerged with that loud bang completely disappeared.
Mu Fan, who was almost lying prone on the ground, released his grip and slowly stood up.
Basham’s mouth was agape, his body embedded in the hard soil.
His eyes bulged out, and black-red blood flowed from his features.
All signs of life vanished.
Mu Fan, in Dragon Rider mode, slammed a person to the ground, showcasing Mu Fan’s extreme control skills.
Because without control, Basham should have been just a pool of blood.
This slam was a decisive killing move.
Basham never figured out why his opponent didn’t even want captives.
After killing him, Mu Fan didn’t look back even once.
The few words he exchanged with him earlier were merely to judge if he had any allies.
It seems there were none.
As for his identity...
Does it matter?
Mu Fan cast his gaze toward the direction of the White Armor Village, blowing a whistle with his left hand at his lips.
From the end of his sight, a huge figure emerged and swooped down in a stormy rush.
With a quick step, Mu Fan flipped onto Evil Wing’s head.
The giant dragon let out a piercing roar, flapped its wings, and carried Mu Fan up into the sky.
Relying on strong metallic muscles, Evil Wing quickly traversed beneath the clouds.
From a distance, the wolf pack besieging the White Armor Clan village...
Having lost the whistle’s control, started regaining their senses.
Perhaps to the warriors fiercely fighting, these beasts regaining their senses was rather troublesome, but the pressure from the wolf pack began to radically decrease.
Because these Bone Wolves found themselves in an unfamiliar place, attacking inexplicably.
Especially the aura emanating from the enemy made them all feel fear.
On the plains, only creatures that fought their way out of corpse mountains and seas of blood carried that scent that instilled fear in wild beasts.
"Awoo~~"
Following the awakening Bone Wolves being bitten to death by clear-minded companions, the true leader Bone Wolf started howling.
This wasn’t their hunting ground.
It was extremely foolish to attack a human village possessing strong military force on flat terrain according to their experience and understanding.
The retreating howl soon received a response from their kin; when they heard the successive "retreat" calls, the wolf pack at the forefront began to decelerate at once.
From frenzied charging to fast running to jogging, lastly stopping twenty meters from the tribe’s defense line.
These massive creatures displayed their teeth and fierce eyes, and no longer recklessly advanced.
The low growls merged into a sea.
The White-armored Warriors who noticed this sudden change raised their weapons simultaneously, vigilant eyes watching.
They knew such a phenomenon indicated something must have happened at the rear.
Recalling the departing dragon figure, some people already sensed this change was probably linked with Brother Mu.
The crowd and beast sea faced off just like that.
Alva, holding a War Axe, his body covered in fresh wolf blood, appeared even more imposing and robust.
At this moment, he wiped blood from his face and looked ahead coldly, saying:
"Animals, why don’t you come up?"
The wolf pack seemed to understand his provocation; a few wolves couldn’t resist wanting to charge forward.
But as another desolate howl sounded, all Bone Wolves responded with low growls, and then, as the first Bone Wolf turned, a mass of Bone Wolves turned simultaneously.
The grand Bone Wolf pack, ignoring their companions’ corpses, turned away and retreated.
Arrived quickly, departed even faster.
Seeing the retreating horizon of black waves, and then the dragon figure flying in the sky.
All the fiercely fighting white-armored warriors cheered in unison.
Joyful smiles hung on everyone’s face.
This was another victory of the White Armor Tribe in the face of immense challenges!
And they, the brave and fearless white-armored warriors, successfully defended the village line at the cost of zero casualties.
And the biggest credit in this endeavor was due to two people!
One was Alva.
The other was... Mu Fan!
Evil Wing made a diving turn and ascended at a distance of several hundred meters from the village.
After flying through a large U-shaped trajectory, Mu Fan landed steadily.
Evil Wing circled away from the front of the White Armor Tribe village.
It needed to return to rest and repair its beautiful Dragon Scales beside Lord Shura.
Single-handedly taking down the Dragon Core and storing it away, Mu Fan returned to his original form.
Facing the hundreds of eager gazes full of joy in front, he took large strides forward.
"Hahaha, welcome back, my brother! You’re the hero of the tribe!"
Alva, with weapons strapped to his back, arms wide open, walked toward Mu Fan with a bright smile.
His cleverness made him sure the retreat of the Bone Wolf sea was Mu Fan’s doing.
Thus, to the White Armor Clan, Mu Fan was an incontestable hero.
However, there was a figure even faster and more excited than him.
A graceful silhouette ran swiftly, darting towards the cold retreating youth whose smile was starting to appear, and heavily fell into his arms.
"Sir! I knew you could do it. Tee-hee~~"
A lively, cheerful laughter rang from beside his ear, Mu Fan could no longer maintain that habitual coldness in front of Nuonuo.
He looked fondly at the girl’s crescent-shaped eyes while tightly holding her soft waist, spinning her around amidst her ecstatic shriek.
Alva’s warriors turned away in unison...
This was simply too awkward...
Alva’s happy expression immediately darkened to the color of a pot’s bottom.
"Hahaha, Captain, your expression is the best I’ve seen in the last ten years." A warrior, hairy and bare-chested, couldn’t help but laugh.
With one person starting, it soon resonated among companions.
Alva’s cheek twitched, his face flushed, but the next moment, he couldn’t help but burst into laughter as well.
"I’ve never seen it either, the Star above, what should I do! So should I find a wife as soon as possible?"
A man should have a heart as vast as the sky, unable to be hindered by a woman.
Hearing the hearty laughter, the people around released warm laughter simultaneously.
This is their son of the Star, the broad-minded Alva!
Carefully setting the dizzy girl down, Mu Fan’s fingers intertwined with Nuonuo’s, and they both looked towards Alva.
"I have some matters to discuss about the battle just now."
While Nuonuo’s face showed a joyful smile, she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, voice carrying lightness and eager anticipation.
"I have some matters to discuss too; I just had an idea, it might be feasible."
Hmm?
Mu Fan and Alva looked at Nuonuo simultaneously, curiosity in their eyes.
This was unexpectedly surprising to them.
