Magic? My Iron Torrent will sweep it all away!

Chapter 360 Teleportation Cluster

Suddenly, early morning.

The sea breeze is blowing.

Everyone gathered in the open space by the sea.

This open space is located two kilometers behind the Great Xia portal, closer to the inland.

The ground is flat and the view is open.

Lin Mo stood on high ground, scanning the entire area.

Each ethnic group chose a very good location.

It's close to the Great Xia teleportation portal, resulting in low logistics costs.

The portals of various races are gathered together, making focused defense easier.

The spacing between them was just right, so that if any tribe wanted to cause trouble, there would be time to react.

Representatives from the Holy Humans, Elves, Dwarves, and Orcs were arguing over an open space.

That place has the best location.

The terrain is slightly elevated, making it easy to defend, with wide roads and excellent visibility.

Thorin, however, flew into a rage and roared:

"We dwarves were the first to set our sights on this place!"

He kicked the ground, sending pebbles flying.

"Why should we give it to you pointy-eared bastards!"

Adrian raised an eyebrow.

"Elder Thorin, please watch your words."

"The Elven race has a large volume of trade with the Great Xia, and the Treant Fortress has weapon modules and future ships, so transportation is frequent."

"We need this position even more."

The dragon Adis exhaled a breath.

"That's right, we want some too!"

Warwick sighed and said nothing.

It seems it's not his turn.

Thorin roared:

"So what? I saw it first!"

Just then.

Kyle walked over.

He wore a white robe, walked with composure, and said calmly:

"Gentlemen, this place..."

"It belongs to our Holy Human Race."

These words were spoken.

Thorin was furious; he hadn't expected another person to try and steal his spot.

Kyle!

His beard twitched, and his finger pointed directly at Kyle.

"Why should it be yours just because you say so!"

Kyle glanced at him.

"Because I was the one who opened the door."

Thorin was stunned and speechless.

"You, you, you—"

Adrian sighed, taking the lead in assessing the situation.

He turned around and looked at another open space.

"The elves should back down and choose that side."

Thorin gritted his teeth and pointed to a piece of land further away.

"The dwarf is over there!"

Warwick's voice was low as he looked into the distance.

"That orc... let's go to the one on the very edge."

.......

On an open space.

Kyle stood in the chosen position.

He raised his hand and waved.

The holy mage group behind them quickly stepped forward.

They moved in unison and began drawing teleportation arrays on the ground.

Golden magical patterns spread across the ground.

The complex runes spread out in concentric circles.

The light shimmered, and a sacred aura permeated the air.

Lin Mo stood on high ground, arms crossed over his chest.

He watched as the magic circle gradually took shape.

He was making plans in his mind.

Once all the portals are open.

The territory granted to the Great Xia Dynasty became a logistics hub.

Goods from all ethnic groups had to be transferred through here.

What does this mean?

The right to speak!

He turned to look at Zhao Gang.

"Brother Zhao, after the teleportation portal is built, we need to plan our logistics and warehousing."

Zhao Gang nodded.

"It's already being arranged."

"I had the construction team level an area at the back."

"It was specifically used to store goods from various ethnic groups."

Lin Mo was satisfied:

"We need to set up the pricing standards. Then we can build a Terra Trade Center here so that people of all races can do business here."

......

The magic circle has been drawn.

Kyle stood in the center of the magic circle.

He raised his hands, and the staff shone brightly.

He began chanting incantations.

Ancient syllables echo.

The magical elements in the air fluctuated violently.

The runes on the magic circle lit up.

A pitch-black void appeared.

The cavity expanded rapidly.

Portals are much simpler than astral portals; they don't have towering beams of light or require enormous amounts of energy.

It opens several times faster!

In just a few minutes, the portal was formed.

It is the same size as the Great Xia, a rectangle fifty meters high and ninety meters wide.

Since there's no need to break through the world barrier, Kyle can shape the portal however he wants.

Inside the gate, the scene of the City of Holy Light appeared.

In the distance, the white city walls and the towering church emanate a faint, sacred light.

Near the entrance, numerous holy human mages and knights stood ready for battle.

Only after seeing Kyle did he slightly lower his guard.

The guards dispersed, and a group of people slowly walked out.

Leading the group was none other than the Pope!

Kyle and the dozen or so holy mages and knights behind him bowed or knelt on one knee in unison.

Their movements were synchronized, and their robes swayed in the breeze.

"Welcome, His Holiness the Pope!"

The sound was loud and echoed across the open space.

The Pope nodded slightly and said:

"May the Holy Light be with you!"

His voice was calm, yet carried an unparalleled air of authority.

Kyle and the others lowered their heads and stepped aside.

The Pope walked through the portal and landed on Lin Mo, who was not far away.

Lin Mo was standing with Zhao Gang.

Upon seeing a high-ranking member of the Holy Human Race appear, they strode over.

He bent slightly at the waist, his right hand on his chest.

Bow according to the etiquette of Terra.

Zhao Gang and the others followed suit.

Kyle stepped forward.

"Your Holiness, this is His Excellency Lin Mo, the Commander-in-Chief of the Great Xia Expeditionary Force."

"This is the deputy commander, Mr. Zhao Gang."

Lin Mo looked the Pope up and down. He was wearing a magnificent white and gold robe and a triple crown.

His face was aged, and his eyes were deep.

It was exactly the same as the last time I saw it.

The Pope was also staring at Lin Mo at that moment.

His gaze, almost tangible, slowly swept over Lin Mo's entire body.

Lin Mo felt a chill run down his spine from being stared at.

That look in his eyes seemed to see right through him.

The air grew quiet.

The holy mages and priests around them also held their breath.

A look of anticipation flashed in Kyle's eyes.

The Pope finally spoke.

His voice was deep and had a sacred rhythm.

"May the glory of the Lord shine upon us forever, and may the Son of God awaken soon to God's mission."

"To guide the lost people toward the light."

These words were spoken.

The Holy Knight behind the Pope's eyes flickered slightly.

A look of surprise flashed across his face.

Kyle was jolted.

A fanatical light blazed in his eyes.

The Pope himself acknowledged that Lin Mo is the Holy Son!

This is the approval of the supreme leader of the Holy Human Race!

The other mages also became excited.

They spoke in hushed tones, their eyes burning with passion.

Lin Mo: "!!!"

He was a little embarrassed.

He opened his mouth and said:

"Your Holiness, you may have misunderstood."

"I grew up in the Great Xia of Blue Star, I am not some kind of holy son."

Lin Mo spoke very seriously.

The Pope shook his head.

"unimportant."

"The glory of God is everywhere."

Lin Mo: "..."

He was speechless for a moment.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Gang immediately stepped forward.

"Welcome, Your Holiness, to our Great Xia."

His voice was warm and his face was full of smiles.

"Let's not just stand there."

"Let me show you around our fiefdom and its customs and traditions."

"Then let's have a meal together, try some of the specialties of our Great Xia, and show our hospitality!"

Zhao Gang knew perfectly well whether Lin Mo was the Holy Son or not.

It's better not to clear up this misunderstanding; let's just continue this ambiguous relationship.

He was even hoping Lin Mo would learn teleportation magic!

If Lin Mo weren't the Holy Son.

Would Kyle possibly have a good look on his face?

Would the Holy Human Race really share everything they know?

Therefore, it's best to let this misunderstanding remain ambiguous.

Moreover.

I had already thoroughly investigated Lin Mo's life from childhood to adulthood.

They even traced back eight generations of their ancestors.

Could this guy really be a spy for the Holy Human Race?

As for whether God exists?

Zhao Gang sneered inwardly.

If there is a god, what business is there with demons?

Explain from a scientific perspective.

It's nothing more than intelligent life's belief in inexplicable magical power.