Vol 4 Chapter 32: Storage Iron Race

With the death of the envoy and the shattering of the altar, the purple mist in the entire valley disappeared.
The strange breath that had been everywhere in the nose and mouth disappeared.
The oppression in the heart also completely dissipated.
The Iron Race people should have felt inexplicably relaxed at this moment, but the scene of the divine envoy being violently killed was played back as if engraved deep in the mind.
Every action in that scene is clearly imprinted in the deepest part of memory.
Every action made their souls tremble and fear.
Faith was destroyed by violence, leaving behind a stronger figure.
These beliefs were originally like iron people swaying violently in the ocean, and at this moment, all that was left was surrender.
The principle of the weak and the strong eating is universal!
Mu Fan's icy gaze swept away, and there was no slight fluctuation due to this scene.
The visor shrank and faded to the sides, revealing Mu Fan's mature and indifferent face with white hair.
He looked at Saran last and nodded slightly.
Saran stared blankly at the stalwart figure on the top of the mountain, and the sledgehammer in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.
Her cheeks twitched and her eyes flushed.
But he knelt down extremely firmly, his arms pressed against the ground, a most pious gesture of worshipping the gods.
Her hopes were almost shattered, it was the man who brought her courage.
The old divine envoy was annihilated as a murderer.
Then at this moment Mu Fan is the she believes most firmly!
The warriors of the Iron Race should be as sharp as steel, and be grateful for their kindness!
When the forehead was completely in contact with the icy ground, the girl from the Iron Race cried bitterly.
Up to this moment, Mu Fan didn't realize how loyal this girl was to him.
"He is not a divine envoy, but an elder of another race. Saran, I have something to say to your tribe who called you together." Mu Fan didn't even look at the others.
"Yes!" Saran's firm tone did not shirk at all.
Since Mu Fan ordered it at this moment, she must do it.
Although the rest of the Iron Race people had other thoughts more or less, under Mu Fan's deterrence at this moment, no one dared to refute.
Especially when Mu Fan added another sentence: "According to the promise, I will take you away. As for this land, it still belongs to you."
All the Iron Race people raised their eyes with incredible light.
What Mu Fan said earlier turned out to be true!
The group of people instantly became restless.
Mu Fan no longer paid attention, but turned to look at this lifeless altar, his left hand swiftly swirled, and thousands of blue raindrops hung in the air.
In an instant it was like a meteor falling to the ground.
The already broken altar was smashed into powder.
He didn't need to ask at all, this altar was naturally the way for the Layela to enter this place.
After this damage, then the only passage will be controlled by him.
"Hei, record the coordinates, and Shura will assist you after going out. The entrance here is completely taken over by Shadow Island."
"Are you interested in the metal ores in this ruin?"
The black in the virtual space, when he heard these words, almost shed water, and said excitedly: "Yes! How could it not! The composition of these alloy ores has never appeared in the Federation, and the armor materials of the warships may be welcome again. To update further."
"You are responsible for the arrangements made by those iron people."
"Hey, don't worry about the burden of civilization and enlightenment." There is a certain indescribable excitement in that quack laugh.
"This tribe will be well settled, what kind of mutations can be made after it is integrated with civilized society, and the unpredictable future is the most exciting!"
Lord Black could actually rule a tribe of wise races.
This is a milestone progress for intelligent life!
Mu Fan just feels instinctively that these races with great skill shouldn't be buried. The shadow island can absorb the super-hard ores and the iron race that can easily mine the ores.
As for the specific operation, Mu Fan did not participate.
Turning around and walking into the small stone wooden house next to him, Mu Fan's gaze scanned slowly.
A simple stone bed, a wooden hanger, a plate of black iron berries on the stone table, and a simple wooden chair, nothing else.
Ok? Not quite right.
Mu Fan squinted at the wall...
On a flat wooden board, there seemed to be a simple pattern with some kind of heat rays. Just looking at the pattern, Mu Fan felt a feeling of adsorption like a whirlpool.
He couldn't take pictures now, so Mu Fan broke off the board casually, turned and walked out of the house.
...
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"This world is a closed space, I know the exit."
"The place I took you to is not your hometown, but it should be no worse than your hometown. There is no exploitation, no natural enemies, and stable food and medical supplies."
Following Mu Fan's opening, the eyes of the Iron Race people lit up at the same time, but they soon dimmed because they didn't believe it.
This describes...
I have never encountered it before, how can this be possible!
Lev, the leader of the Iron Race, was carried on a stretcher at this moment. He looked at Mu Fan with excitement, and tremblingly opened his lips: "What you said...is true!?...Are there any conditions!"
"From now on, your tribe will be managed by Saran. Conditions, someone will tell you later, use your labor to create what you deserve~EbookFREE.me~ without any persecution, your forgings can be replaced by everything you want. Necessary resources."
When Mu Fan said this calmly, the tribe of hundreds of people breathed quickly.
The sound of swallowing saliva sounded in his ears.
Lev's eyes flushed red, he glanced at Saran in front of him with a guilty look, and the strong short man gritted his teeth and nodded.
"I promise you. Saran is a brave boy!"
"When can we leave?"
"Clean up your belongings, in six hours."
Mu Fan looked down at his watch.
For the second time in three years, in the depths of the remains of [Steel], the cheers of the entire race came.
For the first time, it was their excitement when they first saw this world.
Outside of this world, what is it?
Both excited and anxious mood echoed in the chest of every Iron Race man.
These small but very strong people began to sing brisk tunes to clean up their belongings.
In front of Mu Fan, heavy weapons were thrown out.
The huge iron smelting furnace was easily carried by those people.
Saran carried her disabled mother on her back and stood quietly in front of Mu Fan with a sledgehammer.
...
Six hours later, a miniature fleet of three destroyers appeared on the edge of the hollow area in the rocky sea.
Mu Fan led the mighty Iron Tribe towards the mountain where he came.
When these people followed to climb the kilometer peak, they watched Mu Fan slowly sinking into the void with one hand.
There was deathly silence in the air.
Then cheers resounded throughout the mountain!
"gone."
Mu Fan was the first to disappear into the void.
His voice was calm.
No Nuonuo was found, but there is no regret.
Because this ruin gave him unlimited hope.