Gu Steel Star's terrain had never been suitable for human habitation. If not for the presence of an atmosphere, its countless craters and basins would have made people think it was some uninhabited planet.
The town housing the Gold Digger Bar could accommodate thirty thousand people, making it a fairly large settlement on this planet.
Yet the melee at this moment had thoroughly awakened the entire town.
When the hovercraft crashed and the nine-barreled Vulcan Cannon roared, an alley was forcibly turned into a battlefield meat grinder.
Mu Fan stood in the smoke-filled alley, casually slotting the Vulcan Cannon, red-hot from high-speed firing, back into the defensive wall.
Fine clicking sounds of gears meshing rang out.
Pieces of steel armor automatically retracted and reassembled into a heavy metal case.
Looking at the torn-apart corpses, Mu Fan's eyes showed not the slightest ripple.
"Where was I exposed?"
Mu Fan narrowed his eyes.
Afterward, the Federation government had imposed a tight blockade. During the half month he had spent returning to Shadow Island, there had been almost no news of him online.
Those legendary machines.
The SS-grade Paper Windmill, Radiant Blood Devil, Cold White Sparrow, the SSS-grade Ghost Nether King... News of the destruction of these legendary mecha had likewise never appeared online.
Whether it was the Federation or those independent planetary forces, they were all keeping silent with remarkable tacit understanding.
Besides, after he had burned his blood, his altered face and white hair made it extremely unlikely that ordinary people could recognize him.
But given the situation before him, the other side had clearly come prepared.
But if they had come prepared, why were they using conventional firepower?
There wasn't even a single mecha?
Mu Fan frowned. Neither he nor Black had expected that Jude had really only stumbled upon