Chapter 1592: Chapter 108: Sky-Supporting Colossus

Alva couldn’t help but be shocked.

This size of rib bone only belonged to a giant like the Giant Barbarian Elephant.

They had considered it before.

The key was that the bones of such giant King Beasts were too hard.

To chop off even one rib of a King Beast would take at least a quarter-hour with mountain-breaking strength.

However, in the Burial Ground, using mountain-breaking strength to chop bones...

They would likely be surrounded and killed by a horde of Star Beasts before they finished.

Carrying such a gigantic beast bone with two people?

It would be difficult enough just to return to the tribe safely.

But earlier even the Wind Collector Bloer said he didn’t hear any clear sound... so was this thing picked up?

In Alva’s dazed gaze, Mu Fan mimicked a gesture of raising and chopping down a blade.

"Chop, chopped it!?"

"Yeah." Mu Fan seriously nodded, feeling grateful for carrying the War Armor Dragon Rider; without activating the unparalleled sharpness of the Curved Light Scythe Blade, he would have been at a loss against the behemoth.

Deep down, Mu Fan still felt regret; he wished for the entire sternum section.

Unfortunately, even with the War Armor Dragon Rider on, he couldn’t lift it.

So he had to settle for chopping down this pillar-like gigantic rib bone.

Thud!

Thud!

From the eastern valley came the unhurried footfalls of a colossal figure looming in the night.

"How do you carry something that big?"

Alva, accepting the chopping explanation grudgingly, knew the weight of a Beast King bone; it was certainly no less than a chunk of rock.

"You lead the way, I must bring it back!"

Mu Fan said determinedly, then grinned at Alva, chuckling.

An eerie green glow suddenly emanated from beneath his chest garment, and the image of the Dragon Rider, which once sliced directly through the Rock Armor Giant Rhinoceros, reappeared before Alva.

Mu Fan steadied his breath, then defiantly embraced the rib with both arms.

The gigantic rib, like a building’s load-bearing column, was slung onto Mu Fan’s shoulder.

Kneeling.

Thud!

Mu Fan leapt like a cannonball.

The eight-meter-tall giant rib entered Alva’s vision like a falling mountain.

Gulp.

For the first time facing someone else, Alva swallowed, his mind drifting to ponder the probability of him defeating Mu Fan when both were fully armed.

It seemed his chances were diminishing.

"Alva?"

A soft prompt brought Alva back to his senses swiftly.

"Oh, oh, let’s go!"

The two ceased concealing their tracks, striding quickly back.

Roar!

The approaching gigantic Star Beast seemed to have noticed the uninvited guests.

Suddenly raised its head to roar.

Mu Fan glimpsed a shockwave in the air rise abruptly and sweep by.

Just the remnant force of the roar was terrifying enough.

That behemoth.

Mu Fan glanced back.

The night couldn’t obstruct his vision.

The Star Beast was... a mountain?

Indeed, what Mu Fan saw was a mountain, with vines and trees growing on it, moving towards them!

In a fleeting moment of a Blood-colored Vision, Mu Fan saw the mountain as a massive source of blood-red energy.

This signified the creature’s immense lifeblood strength.

Clearly, the threatening presence of the Star Beast in Mu Fan’s eyes was infinitely rising.

To face such a creature, one should pilot a Mecha.

Is there a Mecha now?

After reflecting on his current situation, Mu Fan turned silently and accelerated past Alva...

Alva felt a ton of emotional damage.

Mu Fan, carrying a giant eight-meter column, ran faster than Alva.

This...

Thus, Alva’s blood surged, and he began crazily sprinting forward.

The other team members, running, heard the rumbling behind and turned to look, only to see a massive black column descending from the sky.

The fierce momentum scared them, making their hair stand on end.

Thud!

"Lead the way."

Confused, Mu Fan questioned the suddenly stopped group after landing.

"Why are you dazed? Run, that giant is chasing us!"

Alva, seeing the bewildered looks of his peers, fumed and roared.

Instantly, the group resumed their frenzied running.

The Wind Collector Bloer led at the forefront, with Alva and Mu Fan flanking him protectively.

Seven White-armored Warriors followed, carrying their spoils tightly.

Behind, a mountain rumbled, occasionally releasing earth-shattering roars.

The Burial Ground’s peace was finally broken.

"Careful! Ahead there’s..."

Boom!

Before the rear warning finished, Mu Fan leapt high with a furious roar, swinging the rib from his embrace heavily!

A screech.

The five-meter-long Great Sand Crocodile was smashed flat by Mu Fan’s rib strike.

The scene, rich with violent impact, left the few behind with twitching mouths.

It was...too wild...

That strength was clearly greater than during earlier bare-handed combat, wasn’t it?

They glanced at their captain’s back, suppressing a silent prayer.

Judging by the present display of force.

Even if the captain faced him, he might not withstand the three hits of that big club...

Too bloody!

Tsk, they sighed with amazement.

Up front, they encountered a blocked path due to cluttered fallen rocks.

"Darn it, the exit is blocked by rocks."

"Jump over it from above, don’t delay, move!" The words barely left Alva’s mouth.

Another shout echoed beside him.

People watched as the dark golden figure, carrying the disproportionately large bone club, leapt high, hurling it heavily.

The giant bone, like an intercontinental missile, left his hand, plunging straight into the blocked road exit.

Boom!

The obstructing rocks were blown away by this "stick".

Just as the dust arose, Mu Fan landed alongside like a specter, arms embracing, yanking firm.

Mu Fan extracted the thick bone club under the astounded, complex, numb gazes of the crowd.

Mu Fan charged out of the Burial Ground ahead!

Mu Fan, carrying a gigantic eight-meter-long rib, ran ahead of everyone.

From a distance, he looked like a colossal supporting pillar was sprinting on its own.

Mu Fan...

"Is he even human?"

A candid White Armor-clan brother honestly questioned.

His companions shot admiring glances.

The words were spot-on.

"Probably still." The burly man, who had once introduced Bloer, rarely affirmed, speaking up.

With a smack, he hurriedly covered the back of his head.

"Can’t you refrain from being silly when there’s a guest? Speak less when going out!"

Alva scolded them grudgingly.

His newly joined subordinates, their mouths were simply too chatty.

This was not White Armor Warrior conduct.

Boom!

From behind the distant rumble of colliding mountains came.

Following was an angry roar.

Yet, neither sound drew closer.

The group exchanged glances, collectively exhaling a long breath of relief.

"Finally escaped danger!"