Magic? My Iron Torrent will sweep it all away!

Chapter 459 Heading to the Demon Clan Wormhole

The large screen displayed an animation of the missile's flight trajectory.

The bottom right corner shows a real-time aerial view of the wormhole.

"No demons attacked," Long Zhan explained.

"We're the ones who need to blow up that wormhole."

"Explode the wormhole?" Lin Mo looked at him.

"That's right, it's still endlessly reinforcing Terra." Long Zhan tapped his fingers on the table.

"I won't feel at ease until it's completely blocked."

Ryze stared at the wormhole image on the screen.

"Will this work?"

Muradin was displeased upon hearing this.

"You know nothing!" Muradin turned his head and said.

"The bombs from the Great Xia Dynasty are the most powerful; they can even kill a seventh-tier Demon Lord!"

"I think if this missile goes down, every hole will collapse."

Muradin is now the number one fanatical fan of Daxia Technology, but unfortunately, he can't fully understand it or replicate it, which is his biggest worry.

The missile was extremely fast, and in no time it had reached the airspace above the wormhole.

"We've arrived," Long Zhan called out in a low voice.

The missile suddenly accelerated rapidly, and its terminal acceleration began!

Like Thor's hammer!

Everyone held their breath.

The demonic units gathered around the wormhole had just stupidly looked up at the sky.

The screen suddenly flashed.

A blinding white light instantly covered the entire monitor.

In the silent scene, the demon horde was instantly vaporized by the terrifying power.

A giant mushroom cloud rolled and rose on the screen.

The shockwave ripped the surrounding ground several meters deep.

Muradin was extremely excited.

"good!"

"Well done!"

"Just looking at its power is inspiring!"

Alarie stared wide-eyed.

The power of the weapons of the Great Xia Dynasty is truly astonishing every time I see them.

After a long while, the mushroom cloud on the screen was slowly blown away by the wind.

The satellite zoomed in again.

The image gradually became clearer.

The entire ground was blasted into a huge, deep, glassy crater.

The bottom of the pit was full of shiny crystals sintered at high temperatures.

The surroundings were completely clean; not a single living demon remained.

but.

In the very center of the pit, the irregular, dark wormhole with a bluish glow still stands there perfectly intact.

"Clatter".

A heavily armored demon soldier fell out of the wormhole and crashed to the bottom of the glass pit.

Judging from the disfigurement on his body, he was clearly affected by the nuclear bomb's power and suffered considerable injuries.

It shook its head, looked around, and didn't understand what was happening.

Then, more and more demons continued to emerge.

The command post was completely silent.

Muradin's smile froze instantly.

He jumped off the chair and started cursing.

"This is fucking bizarre!"

"They're unharmed even after being bombed like that?"

"What!" Long Zhan exclaimed, pressing his hands on the table and staring intently at the screen.

"Even a nuclear bomb couldn't destroy it?"

Several staff officers hurriedly said from behind:

"General Long, what should we do now?"

"Physical attacks seem to be ineffective against spatial structures."

"Unlike a teleportation portal, it doesn't have a physical basis and can be destroyed. This is troublesome!"

Long Zhan rubbed his face irritably without saying a word.

Lin Mo also frowned.

"Do we have any other heavy firepower?"

The staff officer replied:

"Besides antimatter, we've already unleashed our most powerful firepower."

Everyone looked worried and didn't know how to end things.

Just as Lin Mo was considering whether to ask Academician Qian, Ryze took a step forward.

"Perhaps I can solve this problem," Ryze said.

Swish.

All eyes were on Ryze.

Lin Mo's eyes lit up.

"Do you have a solution?"

Ryze nodded.

His expression appeared very serious and earnest.

"We, the Holy Humans, are masters of portal magic."

"Teleportation portals and what you call spatial wormholes are essentially the same thing."

"They are all applications of spatial rules."

Ryze reached up and touched his chin.

"As long as I can get close to that wormhole."

"I can use magic to analyze its spatial nodes."

"Then dismantle it completely from the inside."

Muradin looked at the purple-skinned old man with a mixture of belief and doubt.

"Are you sure you can handle it?"

"Don't end up getting yourself killed if the explosion fails."

Ryze ignored Muradin's taunts and looked directly at Lin Mo and Long Zhan.

"Destroying it isn't difficult; the difficulty lies in staying safely in that location."

"I need enough time to cast my spell, and I absolutely cannot be disturbed."

Upon hearing that there was hope, Long Zhan slammed his hand on the table and resolutely declared:

"No problem!"

"Now that all the high-ranking officials from various races are here, regarding the selection of personnel, Lord Ryze, you are the main force and will be responsible for breaking the wormhole."

Ryze nodded, his purple skin gleaming faintly under the light.

"clear."

The dragon war shifted to Muradin and Elari.

"Dwarf King and Elf Queen, I would like to ask that you two, both of you at the seventh tier of combat power, accompany me this time."

Muradin nodded.

"no problem!"

Ellary nodded slightly.

"I will fully cooperate."

Long Zhan thought for a moment and added:

"Warwick enters a weakened state after his rampage, so we won't call him that this time."

"You can call five more seventh-tier combatants to come along."

"There are eight people in total. What if a new eighth-tier being emerges from the wormhole..."

Long Zhan didn't finish speaking, but everyone understood.

The terror of the eighth-tier demon god Orenus is still fresh in our minds.

That was a monster that could only be barely defeated using antimatter.

The several seventh-tier experts exchanged glances and nodded in unison.

"clear."

"There's no time to lose, let's go to the airport now." Long Zhan stood up and continued:

"I'll have to trouble you all this time."

......

On the airport runway, the roar of engines was deafening.

A huge transport plane was parked in the middle of the runway, its doors open and its boarding stairs already down.

On both sides of the fuselage, ten fighter jets were neatly arranged, and the missiles mounted under the wings gleamed coldly in the sunlight.

Muradin looked up at the transport plane, his eyes wide with astonishment.

"Good heavens, this is even bigger than the airships we used to build!"

He reached out and patted the fuselage, making a dull "thump-thump" sound.

"It's so heavy, won't it fall down?"

A soldier from the Great Xia Dynasty standing nearby laughed:

"Don't worry, this is our latest heavy transport aircraft, capable of carrying a load of 200 tons without any problem."

Muradin was puzzled. Seeing this, the soldier said:

"It can probably hold 200 warriors clad in armor!"

The dwarf king touched the fuselage and muttered:

"I really like the technology of Great Xia more and more the more I look at it."

Ellary walked to the cabin door and looked up to examine the internal structure.

Metal seats, seat belts, and a dense array of machinery on the bulkhead...

Everything exuded a cold, mechanical feel, with a hint of curiosity in their eyes.

Ryze had already boarded the plane and sat down in his seat, where a soldier skillfully helped him fasten his seatbelt.

He closed his eyes and began to calm himself down.

Cracking a wormhole requires an extremely high level of mental concentration.

He must ensure that he is in peak condition when he arrives at the destination.

The other five seventh-tier powerhouses boarded the plane one after another.

There were elves, dwarves, and holy knights.

Everyone wore a solemn expression.

This mission is no joke.

Muradin was the last to board the plane, and he glanced back at the formation of fighter jets on the runway.

"Ten fighter jets for protection. Even though Great Xia didn't send anyone, that's still quite generous!"

The hatch closed slowly, and the engine noise suddenly rose.

The transport plane began to taxi, and its speed increased.

The moment the tire lifted off the ground, Muradin gripped the handrail tightly, looked out the window, and exclaimed in surprise.

"Wow! It really flew!"

As Ella sat opposite the dwarf king, watching him display none of the demeanor expected of a king, a faint smile involuntarily crept onto her lips.