Magic? My Iron Torrent will sweep it all away!

Chapter 259 The Permanent Astral Portal Opens!

The waves gently lapped against the beach, and the afterglow of the setting sun dyed the sea surface into a shimmering gold.

But beneath this tranquility, a colossal shadow is rapidly spreading, like a drop of ink falling into clear water, spreading wildly.

A great war is about to break out!

Just as the vanguard of that shadowy force stepped onto the shallow waters a kilometer from the coastline, where biological activity was clearly visible, Long Zhan's cold command resounded throughout the entire position via the command channel.

"All units, open fire immediately!"

Boom boom boom boom boom—!

In an instant, ten thousand cannons roared!

The first to roar were the dozens of Land Shield 3000 close-in weapon systems deployed on the first line of defense.

The six-barreled cannons spun, emitting a teeth-grinding pre-rotation sound. The next second, countless scorching fire whips, composed of dense tracer rounds, lashed fiercely towards the sea!

Puff puff!

The monsters that had just emerged from the water were of various shapes and sizes, and were full of distorted adaptations to the marine environment.

The text describes various creatures and their associated phenomena, including demons with gills and slime, heavily armored demon soldiers with webbed limbs, and even sea monsters and merfolk whose skeletons are tainted by demonic energy and covered in rotting flesh.

They had barely poked their heads out of the water, not even having time to let out a roar, when they were instantly torn into the most primitive pieces of flesh and blood by this barrage of steel.

The seawater boiled instantly, and the scarlet color spread rapidly.

Immediately afterwards, the rocket launcher vehicles at the rear positions roared.

Hundreds of rockets, trailing long plumes of flame, blotted out half the sky as they crashed into the middle of the demon army with overwhelming force.

Giant waves tens of meters high were churned up on the sea surface, and mud, seawater, and countless monster remains were blasted into the sky and then fell like rain.

The explosion illuminated the entire sea area as bright as day.

Vehicle-mounted laser weapon systems silently joined the massacre.

The crimson beams of light accurately struck the low-level demons who were charging on the sea.

The monster's body surface quickly turned into charcoal and glowed red after being hit, then it thrashed twice and sank to the bottom.

The main guns of the tanks and infantry fighting vehicles roared, each shell carving a wide, bloody path through the horde of monsters.

The armor-piercing projectile's immense power is unstoppable!

The helicopters in the sky were also unleashing a barrage of firepower.

As the saying goes, "High ground attacks low ground, and idiots are easily defeated." Without air units, the naval demons can only be mercilessly harvested.

It's 2.3 kilometers from the portal to the beach, and then 1 kilometer from the beach to the shallows.

This buffer zone, totaling over three kilometers, transformed into a death zone for the demons at this moment.

This was a crushing defeat with no suspense, a one-sided massacre.

Elder Wood Language, Kyle, Balin, Grom, and others stood on the high ground, deeply shocked by the war scene before them, composed purely of steel and fire.

The magical elements within them had begun to surge, ready to strike at any moment.

Seeing this, their tribesmen behind them also took out their weapons, ready to join the battle.

"Please wait a moment, everyone."

Lin Mo raised his hand to stop Kyle and the others, and said in a relaxed tone:

"This is just an appetizer; there's no need for everyone to help."

"If we can't hold on any longer, then we can ask for your help."

Lin Mo planned to reserve these top-tier combatants as a trump card in case an even more powerful demon suddenly appeared.

He didn't want the tragedy of Volaz breaking through when he first opened the portal to happen again.

Upon hearing this, Kyle and the others exchanged glances, nodded silently, and withdrew their impending burst of magic.

The veins on the hands of the dwarf leader Balin, who was gripping his warhammer, bulged as he looked at the battlefield, which resembled a living hell, and then at Lin Mo. In the end, he forcibly suppressed the urge to rush in and wreak havoc.

He grinned widely and said in a deep, booming voice:

"What a pity, I can't kill these damned demons."

"But I'd like to see just how strong you metal lumps really are!"

He wanted to witness firsthand the true extent of the strength of the army of this mysterious and powerful Great Xia.

The battle continues.

Lin Mo held up the binoculars, but his brows were slightly furrowed.

"General Long, something's not right."

"Yes."

Long Zhan put down his binoculars, his expression serious.

"Based on the combat strength analysis, all those who came were cannon fodder of the fourth rank and below, not even a single fifth-rank elite demon."

"This doesn't make sense," Lin Mo said in a deep voice.

Long Zhan nodded and began his analysis:

"Three possibilities. First, there are no high-level demons in this sea area."

"Based on the intelligence we've gathered before, we can basically rule that out."

"Secondly, the high-ranking demons in the sea aren't stupid. They know we've amassed a large force here, and even the seventh-rank Grand Commander, Morpheus, was recently defeated by us!"

"Moreover, there are three seventh-tier experts present. They don't want to come here to die in vain. They're just using these low-level cannon fodder to test our firepower and see if there's an opportunity to take advantage of us."

"Third," Long Zhan's tone became serious,

"They are gathering their strength, waiting for a better opportunity, or perhaps waiting for an even more powerful being to descend!"

Lin Mo listened to Long Zhan's analysis and felt a chill run down his spine.

He felt that the second and third points were highly likely.

This means that a larger-scale and more intense war is just around the corner.

On this endless plain, the Great Xia and the Demon Clan are destined for a life-or-death battle.

Time passed second by second, the sun was about to set, leaving only a magnificent golden sunset on the horizon.

Amidst the continuous roar of artillery fire, the towering beam of light finally began to slowly dissipate.

At the base of the pillar of light, in the center of the enormous magic circle, space began to distort, and a hole the size of a washbasin slowly appeared.

Through the hole, you can clearly see the other side.

It was a huge hangar filled with a futuristic feel, the floor as smooth as a mirror, and countless Great Xia soldiers wearing exoskeleton armor were on high alert.

A cannon with an exaggerated caliber and a laser turret were facing this direction, radiating a cold metallic luster.

The pillar of light vanished completely, leaving only the pale blue portal that was slowly expanding.

Ryze, the wandering master, kept his eyes closed, maintaining the output of magic power, and the speed at which the portal expanded was visible to the naked eye.

It was many times faster than when Kyle built the temporary portal.

Thinking of this, Lin Mo couldn't help but glance at Kyle beside him, his eyes seeming to say:

"Look at them, and then look at yourself."

Kyle seemed to sense his gaze, his lips twitched involuntarily, and after a moment of silence, he forced out a sentence through gritted teeth:

"...The Walking Master is at the seventh rank, while I... am at the sixth rank."

"Hehe." Lin Mo grinned, smiling sheepishly.

The cannon fire continued to roar, relentlessly reaping the lives of those fearless, cannon fodder demons who had just emerged from the sea.

Long Zhan and Lin Mo had already arrived at the portal.

"Password: Yangtze River!" Long Zhan shouted to the other side of the void.

"Yellow River!" came an equally loud voice from the other side.

"Identification code, one two three hole turn!"

Then, a machine came over, extended a mechanical arm, and a helmet covered the dragon warrior.

A mechanical electronic voice sounded:

"Initiating biometric recognition... iris scan... gene sequence alignment... brainwave fluctuation detection..."

Verification Question: How many times did you miss the target during your first live-fire exercise in basic training?

Long Zhan's face twitched slightly, and he answered stiffly:

"……three times."

"Correct answer. Biometric characteristics match. Greetings, General Longzhan!"

The helmet turned towards Lin Mo.

Verification question: How many terabytes of resources does your hard drive have?

Lin Mo: "???"