Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy-Chapter 209 - 119: Desperation (Part 2)

"Mr. Wang, how can you say that? We will be fine, the base is so close now, and we have successfully evaded the monster’s pursuit," Wayne was directly frightened by Wang Ji’s words.

He couldn’t bear such responsibility.

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"I’m serious, Mr. Wayne, and I apologize for my earlier rudeness. If we are fortunate enough to survive this catastrophe, the Fowen Consortium will become a close ally of Loki Heavy Industry... I truly entrust Nuonuo’s safety to you all."

Wayne wanted to refuse, but upon hearing the old man’s heartfelt words, he nodded.

No one could guarantee they would certainly escape to safety, but the situation seemed to be trending positively.

Nuonuo closed her eyes, feeling the sensation of weightlessness as the escape pod descended, silently praying in her mind.

"Grandpa, Nuonuo and you will be fine."

"And, Mu Fan, you must come back alive. The surprise meeting we promised, I don’t want it to be a final farewell!"

Two clear tears quietly streamed down from the corners of her closed eyes.

The girl clasped her hands together, her heart devout.

With a bang, part of the spacecraft’s outer shell burst open.

It was a miracle of industrial history that this spacecraft had managed to hold up till now.

With the engines damaged, many instruments had lost their functions, and the pilot could only use the mechanical controller to gradually adjust the direction of landing.

His target was a school playground in the city, which had a relatively flat terrain, and as the city alarms blared, no signs of student activity could be seen in the school, people were already running along the streets.

The flight altitude was 876 meters!

The average altitude of District A was around 80 meters, they were now only 800 meters above the ground!

"Everyone, hold tight! Prepare for landing!" the pilot’s tense voice came through.

Emergency landing!

This was the first threshold of life and death they were facing.

The spacecraft, having almost lost half of its body and crashing down from an altitude of 4000 meters, now had its hover jets also damaged.

The pilot could only rely on the remaining single engine, along with his years of skilled driving experience,

to try and land this spacecraft carrying the fate of Loki Heavy Industry.

He had to constantly adjust the engine’s direction, now with only a few seconds left.

Everyone held their breath, firmly gripping the handrails on both sides, their bodies swaying with the severe shaking of the fuselage.

The chubby man’s palms were sweating profusely, his heart screaming desperately,

"Mu Fan, you won’t get into trouble, right? We all will survive!"

His palms were already clenched so hard they were deformed.

Ten seconds later, they were about to land!

...

Three,

Two,

One!

In the final moment, the pilot adjusted the engine angle again, and the nose of the ship finally touched the ground at the smallest angle.

In that instant, everyone’s bodies were fiercely thrown forward due to the immense inertia.

The ground’s grass was uprooted meters high.

Thankfully, with the protection of seat belts, their violently thrusting bodies were firmly secured in their seats.

Amid the severe shaking, everyone tightly closed their eyes.

…

Three kilometers behind Harry and his group, Mu Fan was also about to land.

Because the Winged Beast beneath him had finally run out of strength, its neck had begun to droop, and its wings, moving instinctively, were making their last efforts to flap.

Having lost the control of consciousness, the halves of the wings could no longer maintain balance.

It began to spiral downward.

Mu Fan lay firmly on the back of the Winged Beast, waiting for the final chance to jump.

But at that moment, a disturbance on the ground caught Mu Fan’s attention.

What was that?

On the now empty streets below, the new road suddenly began to bulge.

The ground first dipped instantaneously, then bulged again.

A black shape appeared from there.

Was there something wrong with the ground?

Mu Fan narrowed his eyes.

Because the area of the ground that had dipped and bulged was starting to spread outward in wave-like patterns.

The hard ground seemed to be suppressing something.

Mu Fan was still more than 200 meters above, clearly viewing the situation below.

Having seen the spaceship land, Mu Fan thought of hurrying to meet up.

But now, his attention was captured by the eerie noises below.

It felt as if something was about to burst out.

Mu Fan’s body twisted along with the Winged Beast’s torso, his eyes firmly fixed on that area of the ground.

The undulating ground showed several smaller depressions again.

Yet there were no further movements.

Mu Fan had already flown away from this area, and based on the situation of the Winged Beast beneath him, he was supposed to land two kilometers away.

Thus, it would be just a few steps away from Harry and the others.

Comrades, I’m coming!

Turning his head, Mu Fan no longer focused on that eerie area of the road.

He forcefully slammed his hands on the alloy rod embedded in his back.

The dying Winged Beast let out one last piercing howl as it plummeted straight down.

The intense sensation of falling sent Mu Fan’s hair flying upward with the airstream.

His arm muscles tightened, stabilizing his body as his upper body slowly straightened, and his legs began to press downward.

Thirty meters,

Twenty meters,

Ten meters!

The already dead Winged Beast crashed towards a building, about to collide.

Mu Fan abruptly pulled the alloy rod attached to the rope.

Then his legs exploded with superhuman strength.

Shout!

The young man’s feet stomped hard, and the recoil immediately detached him from the Winged Beast’s back, leaping high into the air.

The alloy rod in his hand was thrown like lightning, buzzing as it shot towards the building, embedding itself deep into the sturdy Chiomi Alpha alloy.

Boom!

The Winged Beast, with a body as large as a fighter jet, smashed into a pile of gore.

However, the rope in Mu Fan’s hand, as his body leaped, suddenly snapped taut.

The strong downward inertia was redirected by this rope securely nailed into the building.

Swinging his arms powerfully, Mu Fan swung around the metal rod in a half-circle in the air.

When his body was parallel to the ground, Mu Fan suddenly let go of his hands.

A beautiful mid-air backflip.

Thud!

Mu Fan’s feet landed firmly.

His palms heavily slapped the ground.

Dust exploded as the young man rose.

From five thousand meters in the sky to the ground, slaying more than twenty Fierce Beasts, escaping from the Destruction Beam of the Ghostly Floating Beast.

Numerous brushes with Death.

No amount of words could describe that scene, perhaps only the officers and soldiers on those high-altitude warships knew how shocking it was!

But now the warship had been destroyed by the beam, and if there were any survivors, they would never believe that the boy who performed miracles could still be alive.

The boy, believed to be dead by everyone, now stood alone on the city avenue, his chest heaving like a wild beast.

Comrades, I... am still alive!

Harry, I’m coming to find you!

Wait for me!

Just as Mu Fan turned and took his first step, a thousand meters behind him, the ground suddenly exploded with debris.

A terrifyingly huge black tentacle burst out of the ground, rising nearly a hundred meters high.

Feet halted in mid-step, Mu Fan turned around violently!

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