Magic? My Iron Torrent will sweep it all away!

Chapter 188 Demarcating Fiefdoms for Great Xia

Lin Mo looked at Kyle with a serious expression.

"Teacher, I understand your thirst for knowledge, but safety comes first."

"You should cast a few shields on yourself first, just in case that attack landed on you."

Kyle was taken aback, then realized it made a lot of sense.

Yes, that was pure luck. If it had hit me, I would have immediately returned to the embrace of the God of Light.

He nodded, and solemnly began chanting the incantation.

"Divine protection!"

"The Barrier of the Holy Word!"

"Holy Light Barrier!"

Layer upon layer of holy shields radiating soft white light appeared around his body, enveloping him like a giant, glowing egg.

Having done all this, Kyle felt relieved and raised his staff again, beginning a new round of prayers and incantations.

Seeing this, Lin Mo didn't say a word, grabbed Zhao Gang and turned to run, retreating all the way to the eaves a hundred meters away.

Just kidding, standing next to a "lightning rod" holding a metal staff and chanting incantations to attract lightning strikes during a thunderstorm, do you want to die?

Many soldiers in the base were also attracted by the commotion and peeked out from a safe distance to watch curiously.

"BOOM—!!!"

A bolt of lightning, thicker than the last one, seemed to be drawn by the magical energy emanating from Kayle, tearing through the sky and striking straight down!

The dazzling white light instantly engulfed everything!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Kyle's shield shone brightly, like glass struck by a heavy hammer, and shattered one after another in less than a second!

The moment the last layer of shield shattered, the electric current struck Kyle squarely.

"ah--!"

A scream that sounded inhuman rang out.

Kyle was charred black all over, his hair standing on end, like a broken afro doll, and he fell straight backward, his body still twitching on the ground.

Lin Mo: "!!!"

Zhao Gang: "..."

The surrounding soldiers exclaimed: "!!!"

Lin Mo was shocked and immediately stepped forward.

But before he could run two steps, he saw Kyle, who was lying on the ground, suddenly spring up from the ground with a somersault!

He opened his mouth, and a thick cloud of white smoke billowed out, carrying a burnt smell.

But his dark face was filled with unparalleled excitement and ecstasy!

"So...so that's how it is!"

"This is the power of lightning! It is violent, vast, magnificent, and full of destruction and rebirth!"

"I've got it! I've grasped a sliver of its essence! Hahahaha!"

Kyle laughed maniacally, completely oblivious to his miserable state.

Lin Mo, Zhao Gang, and all the soldiers around them were completely dumbfounded.

Good guy!

He could withstand a bolt of lightning and be completely unharmed, even achieving enlightenment on the spot?

Is this the physical condition of a sixth-order archmage?

Just outrageous!

Elder Muyu, who had been eager to try, silently put away the incantation he had just begun to form.

He was only a fifth-tier warrior, and the defensive power of his wood-type shield was nowhere near the level of Kyle's Holy Barrier.

He glanced sheepishly at the other person's charred appearance and wisely chose to give up.

He couldn't withstand that thunder.

Soon, the Holy Human's accompanying priest arrived, cast several healing spells on Kael, and changed him into new clothes. The charred marks on his body faded, and he returned to normal.

Kyle did not continue his "trial by fire".

In order to prevent those layers of shields from being instantly broken through, he had almost exhausted all his magic power.

He glanced at the sky with lingering interest, deciding to wait until his magic recovered and come back on the next thunderstorm.

After the farce ended, Lin Mo went to take a look around the portal.

The soldiers of the expeditionary force and their various vehicles and equipment continued to pass through the blue light gate in an orderly manner, returning to Earth.

Everything is going according to plan.

Seeing that there was nothing he needed to deal with, he returned to his room, picked up the thick book "An Introduction to Magical Elements" from the table, and began to study it again, forcing himself to persevere.

.......

The next morning, the rain stopped and the sky cleared.

Archbishop Kell stood at the entrance of the barracks, looking quite sprightly.

He had changed into a brand new white robe, and his bald head, which had been struck by lightning yesterday, stood out conspicuously in the morning light.

Fortunately, the hood of his robe was large enough to cover most of his face, allowing him to maintain his solemn appearance.

His eyes were closed, and his right index finger moved through the air, occasionally emitting a faint, violent arc of electricity.

"Amazing power of lightning!"

He exclaimed in admiration that yesterday's experiment had yielded remarkable results, and he had already grasped some of the essence of lightning.

Just then, a rapid flapping sound of wings came from the horizon.

A magnificent winged horse swooped down from the clouds and landed steadily on the open ground. A Templar Knight landed gracefully, knelt on one knee, and held aloft a parchment scroll sealed with sealing wax.

"Your Excellency Archbishop! An urgent reply from His Holiness the Pope!"

Kyle opened his eyes, pulling himself out of his reverie.

He took the scroll, confirmed that the papal emblem was intact, and then unrolled it.

After quickly glancing through it, the inscrutable expression on his face became complicated.

There was confusion, there was helplessness, but more than anything, there was a sense of relief.

He packed up the scroll and turned to give instructions to his attendants:

"Go and inform His Holiness the Holy Son and the representatives of other races that negotiations will continue."

……

The atmosphere inside the meeting room remained somber.

Lin Mo, Zhao Gang, and Long Zhan sat firmly in their respective positions.

On the other side, Kyle, Elder Wood Whisper, Thorin, and Grom were also seated.

Kyle looked better than yesterday. He cleared his throat and adopted the solemn demeanor befitting a Holy Human Archbishop.

"Holy Son, after an emergency consultation with His Holiness the Pope and His Majesty the Elf Queen, we... in principle agree to your two proposals."

Thorin the dwarf was overjoyed and slammed his large, fan-like hand on the table with a "smack".

"Great! You should have realized this sooner; you wasted so much time!"

Kyle's face twitched, but he forced himself not to react and continued:

"However, we also have a few conditions."

Lin Mo raised his hand, signaling him to continue.

"First, regarding the astral portal," Kyle said seriously.

"We can build a permanent teleportation portal for Great Xia, but!" He paused,

"The construction technology and core control of it belong to the Holy See. Great Xia only has the right to use it. You are responsible for the materials and maintenance costs."

Lin Mo and Zhao Gang exchanged a glance but remained silent.

This result was expected.

The other side is unlikely to hand over a strategic-level technology like the Astral Portal.

All Da Xia needs is a stable and controllable channel; the right to use it is sufficient.

"Secondly, regarding territory."

Kyle stood up and had two holy human knights unfold a huge map of the Terra continent on the conference table.

He used his staff as a paintbrush to roughly draw an area on the map.