Magic? My Iron Torrent will sweep it all away!

Chapter 468 Land Reclamation: New Worries for All Ethnic Groups

Li Baitian shook his head and smiled:

"Reclaiming land from the sea".

Darrens: "!!!"

Waldorlon: "!!!"

Walken: "???"

Everyone gaped, utterly shocked.

Land reclamation?

To fill in the sea and create land?

How vast is the endless sea!

Boundless and unfathomable!

The Great Xia Dynasty actually had the idea of ​​filling in the sea?

What's the difference between this and an ant standing at the foot of a mountain, claiming it will move the entire mountain?

Do not!

Compared to the vast, endless ocean, even ants moving mountains seems more promising!

This is insane!

This is not a thought that a normal person should have!

Seeing the utter disbelief on everyone's faces, Li Baitian didn't offer any further explanation.

The Great Xia needs greater strategic depth and more land.

A mere thousand square kilometers is simply not enough.

Anyway, the original contract did not say that land reclamation was prohibited.

The words "terrain restriction" have never existed in the dictionary of the infrastructure-obsessed nation.

If a mountain blocks the way, blast it flat!

If the sea blocks the road, then fill it in!

However, now is not the time to focus on this.

Darrens quickly came to his senses.

Pope! City of Holy Light!

His mind is now filled with the news of the Pope's death.

No matter how impressive the land reclamation was, it couldn't suppress the anxiety in his heart. He said:

"Mr. Li, may we leave now?"

Li Baitian nodded.

"I've already contacted Terra."

"The leaders of your various tribes have already returned to their respective countries through the portal."

"They also needed to deal with various post-war matters and did not stay long."

"You are welcome to go back anytime to learn about the specific situation in your home countries."

Upon hearing this, everyone felt as if they had been granted a pardon.

"Thank you, Mr. Li!"

Waldoron bowed slightly, performing a standard elven noble etiquette.

Before Darrens could even thank them, he turned and transformed into a white streak of light, rushing toward the portal inscribed with the holy human emblem.

Woken and Bager also left with their respective groups.

The three-headed dragon spread its broad wings, whipped up a gust of wind, and soared into the air, flying towards the dragon portal not far away.

.......

Terra, on the eastern edge of Emerald Forest.

A Daxia transport plane circled at an altitude of 10,000 meters, its cabin door open, letting in a gust of wind.

Ryze squinted down and saw a huge chasm split open in the ground, from which a dense mass of dark demons poured out.

"There should be an underground wormhole here."

This is the third one they have found.

The first two wormholes are hidden deep in an abandoned mine and concealed beneath volcanic lava.

Each destruction requires first clearing out the demon army guarding the wormhole.

"Let's go, let's go down!" Ryze took the lead and jumped out, stabilizing his figure in the air, followed closely by the other seven seventh-level powerhouses.

The leaders of all ethnic groups have returned to handle their domestic affairs, and the task of cleaning up the wormholes has been handed over to these people.

As for Ryze, he has experience destroying wormholes, so it's just a tough job for him.

Eight figures swooped down, their domains instantly expanding.

The ground demons suddenly froze, their madness fading and fear rising in their eyes.

The seventh-tier dwarf was the first to land, his battle axe crashing to the ground and scattering rubble.

"Get out of here!"

With a single sweep of his axe, he cleaved three fifth-tier demons in two at the waist, spurting black blood.

Another elven mage swung his staff, unleashing a magical explosion that reduced more than a dozen winged demons to ashes.

Everyone joined the attack, and the demons fell in droves.

The eight powerful warriors advanced all the way and stormed into the underground cave.

Deep within the cave, a dark blue vortex twisted and spun, exuding an eerie aura.

Ryze hovered in front of the wormhole, closing his eyes to sense it.

The remaining seven people spontaneously dispersed and formed a defensive formation.

The seventh-tier dwarf gripped his battle axe, surveyed the surrounding stone walls covered in disgusting slime and irregular shapes, and spat.

"Pah! Those damned demons, the caves they dug are disgusting!"

Ryze ignored him and began to draw runes with both hands.

Magical runes flooded into the wormhole, and spatial nodes were analyzed one by one.

Ten minutes later.

"break!"

The wormhole trembled violently, and its edges began to collapse.

"Boom—"

The shockwave erupted, and rubble fell from the cave ceiling.

The dwarf raised his hand to block the rubble and grinned.

"pretty!!"

The wormhole has completely disappeared, leaving only an empty cave.

Eight people were lifted off the ground, and the transport plane's cabin door opened again.

"That's the third one." Ryze's voice was weary.

He gazed into the distance, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes.

"Hopefully, it's all been cleaned up."

.....

Meanwhile, throughout Terra.

Some of the various armies have returned to their homelands and begun a full-scale campaign to wipe out the remaining demons and reclaim lost territory.

Elven race, northern border of Verdant Leaf City.

An elven elder stood before a pile of ruins, his face ashen.

This place was once the largest mithril mine of the elves, but now only a bottomless pit remains.

Around the mine, trees were withered, the land was scorched, and demonic energy lingered.

"Damn demons!"

An elven warrior gripped his longbow tightly, his voice trembling.

"The mithril vein has been completely depleted; at least two-thirds of its reserves have been lost!"

The elven elder took a deep breath and suppressed his anger.

"Send people to garrison the area and rebuild the mine."

He turned and looked at the distant border.

That place is the territory of the dwarves.

He recalled the friction and disputes that broke out between the two tribes on the border two hundred years ago, and fell into deep thought.

......

The Dwarven Underground City of Hol.

A dwarf elder stood before a huge, abandoned furnace, his beard bristling with anger.

The furnace was destroyed by the demons, its walls cracked in several places, and the internal runes were completely destroyed.

"A three-thousand-year-old furnace has been destroyed just like that!" The dwarf elder kicked the furnace wall, and rubble fell down.

"These bastards, they even go after the furnace!"

A dwarf blacksmith nearby whispered:

"Elder, most of the surrounding mines have been depleted, and we don't have enough materials to rebuild the underground city."

The elder glared at him.

"Then go dig! Aren't there still some left?"

He paused, his eyes flickering.

"By the way, His Majesty said he wants to purchase several teleportation portals from the Holy Human Race and erect them in the border cities."

"It's convenient for transporting supplies, and it's also convenient for our people to come over... It's also good for keeping an eye on those pointy-eared elves next door."

........

Orc tribes, on the border of the grasslands.

Warwick stared at the scorched earth before him.

The grasslands were trampled by the demons, leaving them barren and covered in the corrosive marks left by the demons.

"Reporting to the Beastmaster, how long will the reconstruction take?"

A centaur warrior said in a deep voice:

"It's difficult. Our people live too far away. It's too difficult to carry supplies and migrate thousands of miles. It will take at least ten years to rebuild."

Warwick paused for a moment, then said:

"Send someone to the City of Holy Light to purchase a teleportation portal."

His voice was deep.

"Border cities need teleportation portals to facilitate the garrisoning of troops and the transportation of supplies."

A chieftain standing nearby frowned.

"But the portal would reveal our coordinates, what if the Holy Humans..."

"We can't worry about that now," Warwick interrupted him.

"With the threat of the demons gone, all races are reclaiming lost territory, and border clashes are inevitable sooner or later."

"We currently have too small a population to fully deploy resources within the country, making it extremely difficult to provide support."

"If a conflict breaks out, without a portal, our people cannot be transferred in time."