novel bin Chapter 122 The Pope's Reaction
Chapter 122 The Pope's Reaction
Renault's gaze swept over the neatly arranged firearms and the armored vehicles parked in the center.
He didn't show obvious shock like the elf, but his pupils did contract slightly.
He walked to the center of the warehouse and raised his hand.
A ring engraved with intricate patterns gleamed on his finger, and the next moment, a large number of treasure chests appeared out of thin air on the ground, neatly stacked.
Having experienced this once before, the soldiers were mentally prepared this time, but seeing this scene still made them breathe a little heavier.
Zhao Gang stepped forward with the list and personally opened the box to check the contents.
The box was opened, revealing holy water radiating a soft glow, along with some golden equipment and various magic scrolls.
"Commander Lin, General Long, no problem." After Zhao Gang finished counting, he turned around and gestured to Lin Mo and Long Zhan.
Meanwhile, Raynor and Kyle, accompanied by the warriors, also finished their inventory.
He reached out and touched the automatic rifle rack, the mountain of ammunition boxes, the rocket launcher, the mortar, the armored vehicle...
Wherever it passed, swathes of steel structures vanished instantly.
Finally, he stood in front of the medium tank and placed his palm on the cold armor.
hum.
After a slight spatial fluctuation, the steel behemoth weighing tens of tons vanished from everyone's sight.
"!!!"
Even though they had expected it, the soldiers who witnessed this scene still gasped in shock.
This thing is so convenient!
With the matter settled, the envoys from both tribes prepared to return home immediately.
"Elder Archimonde, Knight Renault, you are guests from afar. Why don't you stay for a meal before you leave?" Lin Mo extended an invitation.
Elder Archimonde shook his head and responded in his stern tone:
"Thank you for your kindness, but we have urgent business to attend to and must deliver it as soon as possible."
Renault also gave a knightly salute:
"The elven elder is right. Thank you for your kindness, but we cannot delay."
After hearing this, Lin Mo and the others did not insist on keeping them.
"Alright, since that's the case, we won't insist you stay."
"Read the instruction manual before use. We have translated it for you. We also provide a tablet computer with video tutorials."
"First, learn how to use the generator and gasoline. Then, you can easily charge your tablet when it runs out of power. If you have any questions, feel free to ask us."
After patiently giving instructions, Lin Mo said:
"Bon Voyage."
"Thank you for your careful guidance, Lord Lin Mo. Until we meet again."
The envoys from both races gathered their respective teams. The elves rode their flying beasts, while Reno leaped up and easily landed on the head of a giant dragon that was over ten meters high.
Accompanied by the cries of eagles and the roars of dragons, the two teams soared into the sky and quickly disappeared into the clouds.
As soon as they left, Zhao Gang immediately took out his terminal and dialed a number.
"Old Qian! Old Liu! Come check out the goods, they've all been delivered!"
A series of noisy sounds came from the other end of the phone, as if something had been knocked over, followed by two elderly but unusually excited voices.
"They're here?!"
"Where! Which warehouse!"
"Number three and number four, hurry up!" Zhao Gang said, then hung up the call.
Less than three minutes.
A commotion of chickens flying and dogs barking came from afar.
Two figures in white coats came running towards them.
Behind them followed a large group of researchers, also wearing white coats, carrying various items and running breathlessly, not even having time to adjust their crooked glasses.
It was Academicians Qian Zhenhua and Liu Chengen.
"Make way! Make way, everyone!"
The two charged headlong into the warehouse, and when they saw Lin Mo and Long Zhan standing at the entrance, their eyes lit up and they rushed straight towards them.
"Where's the stuff?!" Qian Zhenhua grabbed Zhao Gang's arm, his gray hair a mess like a bird's nest.
"Where is my life-giving spring?!" Liu Chengen stared intently into the warehouse, his mouth practically watering.
Zhao Gang was so dizzy from being shaken that he pointed inside, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
"They're all inside, go see for yourself."
Before the words were even finished, the two national treasure-level academicians rushed into the warehouse like two gusts of wind.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"It's endless to research, it's practically paradise!"
Then, unrestrained, maniacal laughter erupted from the warehouse.
Lin Mo and Long Zhan exchanged a glance and both saw the helplessness on each other's faces.
They entered the warehouse and saw Qian Zhenhua holding a piece of silver metal ore, muttering to himself while holding a magnifying glass.
"It's so light, yet so hard. We need to test its properties."
On the other side, Liu Chengen had already opened a case of Life Spring Water, carefully picked up a bottle, and examined it closely under the light, his expression one of utter fascination.
"Incredible...this is simply...a masterpiece of God!"
The research teams behind them also flocked in, each heading towards their own areas of interest.
Biologists began preliminary testing of the samples from those strange beasts.
The entire warehouse instantly transformed into a bustling scientific research market, filled with exclamations of wonder and discussions of academic terminology.
"Old Zhao, is everything alright?" Lin Mo looked at the crazy scene and was a little worried.
"It's alright, you'll get used to it." Zhao Gang rubbed his forehead.
"Let them do whatever they want, they'll get used to it."
......
The City of Holy Light.
The magnificent white dome pierces the sky, and the walls are carved with reliefs of saints and angels from all ages.
This is the last spiritual stronghold of the Holy Human Race, and the core of resisting the demonic tide.
In the heart of the city-state, inside the High Temple.
An old man dressed in a simple white robe, with white hair and beard, was standing in front of a huge map of Terra.
On the map, the black ink representing the demonic forces has already invaded more than two-thirds of the area, and the Holy Human race is in grave danger.
"Hopefully, the weapons of Great Xia can bring new hope. Renault should be arriving soon." His aged voice rang out as he murmured to himself.
The temple door was gently pushed open, and a travel-worn Templar Knight strode in and knelt on one knee.
"Your Holiness, a letter from Archbishop Kyle."
The knight presented an envelope with both hands; the seal was still intact, indicating that no one had seen it.
The Pope slowly turned around, took the envelope, and infused a wisp of magic into his withered fingers, breaking the seal.
"...As a beginner in magic, I triggered a miracle at the level of a sixth-order archmage...The purification range covered several kilometers...I saw it with my own eyes, there is no exaggeration."
The Pope's old face remained unchanged, but the fingers holding the parchment tightened slightly.
"...His name is Lin Mo, whom you have met before, from the Great Xia of another world."
"His status and position are very high in the Great Xia Kingdom... Based on his peculiar origins and this inexplicable miracle, I judge that he is most likely the Holy Son sent by the God of Holy Light to save us!"
Upon hearing the words "Son of God," the Pope's body trembled slightly.
He continued to quickly review the information.
"...I originally intended to bring him back to the Holy City, so that he could bask in God's glory and hear God's teachings."
"But the Holy Son's identity is special, and I cannot forcibly bring him back."
"Your Majesty, please make the decision."