It was actually a Federation Military mecha!
Black's voice rang out. The video recorder on Mu Fan's shoulder had already captured the scene clearly, and he analyzed it in an instant.
Mu Fan finally understood who had been attacking him.
They really were an acquaintance.
Bloodshot veins surfaced in Mu Fan's eyes.
He forcibly suppressed the killing intent in his heart, because the strangely appearing Cyan Tile Wooden Mecha was still attacking.
In Mu Fan's field of vision, six wooden spears shot straight through the air in succession, precisely piercing Roar's joints and pinning that mecha firmly to the tree trunk.
Then the strange mecha clad in wooden tiles revealed itself in midair. Holding the seventh wooden spear, it became an afterimage, used the trunk on the other side for leverage, and leaped high into the air before instantly piercing the opponent's cockpit.
Amid a teeth-grating sound, Roar hung in midair like a specimen.
The Cyan Tile Wooden Mecha landed lightly on the ground, then darted in front of Mu Fan in two joyful leaps.
Its right hand grabbed the vine-net shield wall. The vines seemed to come alive as they retracted and condensed back into a shield.
"The surrounding area has been cleared. It's safe now."
"And just now..."
A trace of sorrow seemed to flash through the other's voice, yet he still tried to speak in a normal tone. "Thank you."
Mu Fan stood stunned for a moment.
Who was this mecha's pilot? Why had he saved him?
And why was he thanking him?
"I rushed here all the way. Many teams are heading this way, so we shouldn't stay long. I'll take you out first."
The Cyan Tile Wooden Mecha extended its palm, gesturing for Mu Fan to climb on.
Sensing the goodwill the other party had