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Chapter 563 Lin Mo goes to the Holy Human Race for help!
Terra, the fiefdom of Great Xia, is the center of trade between the two worlds.
Bright sunlight streamed down, and the air was filled with the scent of elven wood and the metallic aroma unique to dwarven forges.
The streets were bustling with people.
Tourists from the Great Xia region, dressed in windbreakers, kept taking photos with their phones, while beside them stood orcs wrapped in fur cloaks and elf shop assistants wearing pointed hats.
A young girl from the Great Xia Dynasty was squatting in front of the dwarf shop, watching the old craftsman carve floating runes on the soles of her sneakers, her eyes shining like two stars.
A long queue had formed in front of the Holy Human race's roll shop next door, where several young people were excitedly taking selfies with their newly purchased healing rolls.
"Does this thing really cure headaches when you stick it on your forehead?"
"Nonsense, those magic scrolls are a million times better than your plasters."
Lively, fresh, and full of everyday life.
There wasn't a trace of tension here.
Unbeknownst to anyone, in another world, the thirty-six underground cities of the Great Xia Dynasty have already entered a state of high alert.
Unbeknownst to anyone, on the surface of Earth, demons are emerging from the craters left by the nuclear explosion.
Lin Mo walked quickly through the crowd.
His gaze swept over the smiling tourists carrying large bags and small packages, and his heart felt heavy.
I wonder how long this excitement will last.
The news of the invasion of Earth has not yet been announced.
But secrets can't stay hidden forever; such things will eventually spread.
Once the news breaks, panic will spread like a plague.
By then, will people still be strolling and shopping on this street with smiles on their faces?
He dared not think about it, nor did he have time to think about it.
All he knew was that every second he wasted now meant one more second of danger for Blue Star.
Lin Mo quickly arrived at the area of the Holy Human Race.
White stone bricks, relief-carved holy emblems, and pale golden light curtain.
The storefront of the Holy Human race is always the cleanest and most solemn section of the entire street.
The best location on the right side of the entrance was personally approved for them by Lin Mo.
At this moment, a group of tourists from Great Xia were gathered around the counter, selecting purification-type magic scrolls.
Meanwhile, Kyle, a sixth-order archmage and the highest representative of the Holy Human Race in the Great Xia Trade Center, was standing behind the counter, helping the shop assistants to serve the enthusiastic tourists from Great Xia.
He wore a long silver-white robe, his face was stern, and his temperament was aloof and otherworldly, like an exquisite statue.
But at this moment, this "statue" is doing something that is completely out of character for him.
He was explaining the difference between healing and purifying rollers to an older woman.
"Madam, this is for healing. Once you tear it open, it will help the wound heal quickly," Kyle said calmly, maintaining his aloof demeanor.
"That's purifying; it can dispel minor curses and negative status effects."
"Oh dear, does having high blood pressure count as a negative condition?" the aunt asked.
Kyle paused for a moment, then nodded.
"...Is it an illness? If so, that counts too."
If Lin Mo had seen this scene normally, he would have definitely burst out laughing.
But not today.
He walked straight past the queue to Kyle and lowered his voice:
"Teacher, I have something urgent to discuss with you, it's very urgent."
Kyle glanced up at him.
Lin Mo looked solemn.
Having followed Lin Mo for so long, Kyle knows his student all too well.
The matter that could elicit such an expression from him must be no small thing.
Kyle didn't ask any more questions. He turned to his assistant behind him and said, "Take good care of the tourists." Then he put down the scroll in his hand and followed Lin Mo through a side door to the warehouse behind the shop.
The warehouse was filled with unsold scrolls and holy water, and there was a faint sandalwood scent in the air.
Kyle closed the door and turned to look at Lin Mo.
"Holy Son, what has happened?"
Lin Mo cut to the chase and said directly:
"We discovered the Demon Race on Earth."
The air froze for a moment.
Kyle's expression faltered slightly.
He stared into Lin Mo's eyes, as if to confirm whether the other person was joking.
But Lin Mo's eyes told him that it was true.
"...How is this possible?"
Kyle exclaimed in shock.
"The Demon Race's spatial wormholes are connected to Terra... how did they end up on Earth?"
"But that's the truth." Lin Mo's tone was heavy.
"Our drones captured images of them; they are definitely the Demon Race!"
"The evidence is conclusive!"
Kyle was silent for a few seconds, his fingers unconsciously tightening around his staff.
"...If the demons have opened a spatial passage to Blue Star..." he murmured, his tone becoming solemn.
"That would be terrible!"
Lin Mo nodded: "That's why I came to find you."
"The Holy Human race is currently under the leadership of Lord Ryze, isn't that right?"
"I need to see him immediately."
The reason Lin Mo didn't let Kyle go back to deliver the message, but instead insisted on going himself, was because delivering a message could be excused, delayed, or allowed to be done with the excuse of "letting us discuss it before replying."
But when someone is standing right in front of you, it's not so easy to refuse.
This matter is extremely urgent; he must accomplish it!
Kyle didn't hesitate for long.
"Let's go," he said.
"I will personally take you to the Holy City."
Lin Mo immediately followed, "I'll drive, let's go to the portal..."
"Need not."
Kyle interrupted him and continued walking out.
"Riding a celestial horse is faster than your cars."
Lin Mo readily agreed, since the Holy Human Race didn't have roads, and the Pegasus could fly, which was indeed more convenient and faster.
The two walked quickly across the main street of the commercial center and arrived at an open space in the central area.
A white fence has been erected around an area where seven or eight winged horses are kept.
It was pure white, with its wings folded to its sides, its mane fluttering gently in the wind, and it would occasionally snort and paw at the ground with its hooves.
They were surrounded by a group of Xia tourists taking photos.
Kyle walked over, reached out and stroked the neck of the lead pegasus, and whispered something.
Pegasus lowered its head and rubbed against his palm before spreading its wings.
"Get on." Kyle flipped over and mounted Pegasus.
Lin Mo then mounted another horse.
He had ridden Terra's mounts several times before, and his movements were no longer as clumsy as the first time.
The two celestial horses spread their wings at the same time, and with a push of their hooves, they soared into the sky like two white arrows.
Gasps and cheers came from below.
"Holy crap! It flew away!"
"Quick, take a picture!"
The wind filled my ears, and the ground shrank rapidly.
The commercial center's buildings resembled a chessboard, with the plains and rivers of the Great Xia fiefdom stretching into the distance, and at the end of the river, an endless expanse of azure coastline.
Two celestial horses flew close to the building at great speed, and the coastline came into view.
Several enormous portals stood on the roadside, two kilometers from the coast.
One of them connects the Great Xia fiefdom with the Holy Human Race territory.
The two urged their celestial horses down, barely slowing down, and passed directly through the portal.
The scenery before my eyes suddenly changed.
White city walls, peculiar medieval European architecture, and pedestrians dressed in unusual clothes.
This is the Holy City, the heart of the Holy Human Race.
Kyle and Lin Mo did not linger in the city; the two celestial horses flew directly over the city and headed towards the church.