novel bin Chapter 711 Victory! We've won!
Chapter 711 Victory! We've won!
Inside the Kona satellite landing site, Lin Mo had just finished inscribing a large array.
Just as he was about to raise his staff and chant, the Pangu mech beside him suddenly turned its head, its electronic eyes flashing as it said:
"Master, the latest news has arrived from the Tian Shu Command Center."
"The orbital plasma swarm is withdrawing, and the ground demons are simultaneously disengaging from the battlefield."
"We have won."
Lin Mo's hand holding the staff trembled violently.
"They've withdrawn?"
His first reaction wasn't elation, but rather a bit of bewilderment.
Just now, there were hundreds of kilometer-long plasma worms in the sky, and an endless tide of demons on the ground.
The demons seemed determined to engulf the landing site and the portal.
How long has it been?
Ran?
The Pangu mecha's voice remained steady as it said:
"The news has been confirmed. The plasma swarm is moving away from Kona Satellite, and the ground-based demons are also retreating."
"Those still attacking the position are mainly low-level demons, who are judged to be cannon fodder covering the rear."
Lin Mo immediately walked to the edge of the teleportation portal and looked up at the gray wasteland in the distance.
The artillery fire was still deafening.
The unmanned combat vehicle's tracks crushed through the gravel, and its cannons spewed out bursts of orange-red flames, tearing the charging demons into pieces.
The air in Kona was distorted by the high temperature, and the smell of minced meat, scorched earth, and metallic coolant mixed together, making his nose sting.
But at the far edge of the horizon, the black tide was indeed receding.
The demon army is gradually disappearing.
After confirming it with his own eyes, Lin Mo finally exhaled, letting out a loud laugh.
"The demons have retreated!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"We won! We won!!!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than a blast of sulfurous and rusty air from the Kona satellite rushed into his throat.
"Cough cough cough..."
Lin Mo wasn't wearing a space combat suit, and his throat hurt from the choking.
But he couldn't suppress the smile on his face and turned to wave to a few people not far away.
"Guys, we... cough... won!!!"
Fendona was taken aback at first, then her emerald green eyes lit up.
"real?"
Seeing Lin Mo nod in confirmation, she immediately jumped up excitedly on the spot.
"Yay!"
"The demons have been defeated!"
"This is fantastic!"
At her shout, Thorin and Grom, who had been observing the Great Xia's equipment, also rushed over.
After hearing this, Thorin suddenly waved his short, thick arm, and his laughter made the helmet communicator buzz.
"Hahaha!"
"Even demons have met their match!"
"That felt great! So satisfying!"
As he spoke, he subconsciously reached for the wine flask at his waist, only to find it covered by a thick layer of combat uniform.
Thorin's face immediately fell.
"Oh, damn it!"
"The liquor is still in my clothes!"
"What's the difference between having no wine at a time like getting married without women?"
Lin Mo's lips twitched.
As expected of you, Elder of the Dwarves.
Grom's unusual physique prevented him from wearing a standard spacesuit; he only wore a glass-faced helmet with an oxygen device attached to his back.
Upon hearing that Da Xia had won, he excitedly raised his front hoof and stomped it down hard.
Boom!
The metal plates laid on the ground of the large building emitted a dull echo.
"Awooo—the demons have retreated!"
"We won!"
"We won!"
They are not from Bactria.
But the fact that the demons were defeated was enough to get their blood pumping.
For nearly two hundred years, the various races of the Terra continent have been suppressed and beaten by the demon race.
Cities were reduced to ruins, forests were polluted by black fog, mines were gnawed into empty shells, sea creatures and mermaids were wiped out, and goblins were exterminated.
Countless ethnic groups huddled in a corner of the continent, barely surviving.
Previously, only demons invaded others, and only demons forced other races to lose cities and territories.
Today, the Great Xia actually pushed back against the Demon Clan, using a spatial wormhole to reach their territory and even forcibly occupy a piece of land!
Who wouldn't be annoyed by that tone?
Lin Mo finished laughing and turned to Kyle's side.
"teacher!"
"We won!"
"The demons have retreated!"
Kyle was still standing in front of an expanding portal, his deep chanting never ceasing.
The portal has been expanded to a diameter of forty meters.
This size is almost at its maximum.
He had a light sweat on his forehead and his face was a little pale.
Clearly, the relentless expansion of the portal was putting a considerable strain on him.
Upon hearing the news brought by Lin Mo, Kyle's tense expression relaxed, and a hint of relief appeared in his eyes.
Seeing that the situation was settled, he stopped trying to hold on and slowly pressed down with both hands to completely stabilize the portal and stop it from expanding further.
As the chant ended, his body swayed slightly.
"teacher!"
Lin Mo was startled and quickly reached out to support him.
"Are you alright?"
Kyle waved his hand and forced himself to stand firm.
"It's nothing, just that my magic power was depleted too much."
He looked up at the other side of the portal.
A torrent of steel is continuously pouring into Kona Satellite.
Anti-aircraft vehicles, missile supply vehicles, unmanned combat vehicles, and robots lined up in long rows, their headlights piercing through the dust and smoke, like a steel blood vessel extending from the blue planet to an alien battlefield.
Kyle opened his mouth slightly, his expression complex, a mixture of shock and disbelief.
"I never expected this..."
"You really did it."
Lin Mo laughed upon hearing this.
He understood what Kyle meant by that.
In the eyes of the various races of Terra, the Asmodians are like a dark cloud that has hung over the world for two hundred years—powerful, boundless, and invincible.
But now, the Great Xia has not only blocked the demons, but also pushed the battlefield back to the demons' territory.
"Haha, of course!" Lin Mo laughed loudly.
"Why can the demons invade us, but we can't fight back and beat them up?"
"That's called an eye for an eye!"
At this point, he said seriously:
"Of course, we were able to hold out in this battle thanks to you all."
"Without your help in opening the portal, the equipment couldn't be delivered, and the outcome of the battle would be truly uncertain."
Kyle shook his head slightly upon hearing this, his expression solemn.
"This is all arranged by the God of Holy Light."
Lin Mo's smile froze.
coming.
The familiar taste is back.
Whenever Kyle, that old fogey, opens his mouth, he always manages to steer the conversation back to God.
Lin Mo immediately became unhappy.
"Teacher, how come this is another divine arrangement?"
"This was built by the Great Xia, the Kona civilization, and all of you together."
"Man can conquer nature, don't you understand?"
"God himself didn't lift a finger, nor did he fight a single demon!"
Kyle frowned, his tone immediately becoming serious.
"You are the Holy Son; you cannot be disrespectful to the gods."
"If the God of Holy Light were to hear this..."
Lin Mo felt a chill run down his spine.
Kyle usually seems aloof, but once the topic of faith comes up, his old-fashioned side resurfaces.
If you keep listening, it's probably going to be another revelation about the Holy Light for 30,000 years.
Lin Mo quickly raised his hand to interrupt.
"Okay, okay, I understand, teacher."
"I still need to inform those three seventh-tier mages, so let's not talk about this for now."
After saying that, he turned and ran, giving Kyle no chance to continue preaching and brainwashing.
Kyle watched Lin Mo's retreating figure, his lips moved, but in the end he could only sigh helplessly.