Magic? My Iron Torrent will sweep it all away!

Chapter 94 The Archbishop Gets an Electrocution

Liu Chengen suddenly realized his mistake and pointed at Qian Zhenhua, cursing him.

"You old bastard, just you wait!"

He quickly packed up the experimental tools and yelled at his assistant:

"Hurry up, what are you all standing there for!"

"Freeze all these test subjects. I'll go first, you follow!"

In just a few seconds, the two people, both over a hundred years old, disappeared from Lin Mo's sight, leaving Lin Mo dumbfounded.

Zhao Gang couldn't help but rub his forehead.

Long Zhan's lips twitched.

Before the assistants could even react to how their elderly teacher could move so swiftly, they too quickly sprang into action after a moment of stunned silence.

They first arranged for all experimental targets to be frozen and sealed, to be studied later when there was time, and then quickly packed up the necessary experimental tools.

Lin Mo's gaze passed over the busy research team and landed on a clearing in the distance, illuminated by bright lights.

His gaze froze.

On that open space, rows of black body bags were neatly arranged.

Lin Mo slowly walked over, and the noise of the base seemed to fade away from him at that moment.

Lin Mo stood silently, motionless, mourning for them in his heart.

What will happen to the remains of these soldiers?

"Cremation," Long Zhan said, seemingly noticing why Lin Mo was curious about it, and then added:

"Does Commander Lin have any suggestions?"

Lin Mo nodded.

"We don't know when Earth will completely stop rotating, and then there will be constant earthquakes and lava flows..."

"They died here before they even had a chance to properly see this continent, so I think we should just bury them here."

"On the one hand, it will make it easier for them to see the new continent for which they gave their lives, and on the other hand, it will remind us and the soldiers who come after us to remember the sacrifices and efforts made by these predecessors."

"As for their families, they can all be brought over once things stabilize here."

Long Zhan pondered for a moment and nodded in agreement.

That's definitely a good suggestion.

Although there is a saying that fallen leaves return to their roots, in a practical sense, these soldiers and their families would certainly prefer to stay in a stable new homeland.

After bowing his head in silent mourning for a long time, Lin Mo turned around and walked towards the temporary medical area set up next to him.

Inside the medical area, the wounded lay on cots.

The air was filled with the strong smell of disinfectant.

Upon seeing Lin Mo and Long Zhan and other leaders enter, some of the wounded who were still able to move struggled to salute, but he stopped them with a gesture.

The news of Lin Mo arguing with Long Zhan outside has spread, and they have expressed their sincere approval and gratitude.

He visited each of the wounded, saying little but patting them on the shoulder, his heart heavy.

War is not child's play.

It requires blood and lives to pay for it.

This also gave Lin Mo an idea, which he said to Zhao Gang:

"We'll see if we can cooperate with the races on Terra, for example, by having their mages help us heal the wounded."

Zhao Gang nodded.

"I've got it."

After leaving the medical area, Long Zhan listened to the report through his earpiece and suddenly spoke.

"Commander Lin, a flag-raising ceremony is being prepared outside. Would you like to go and take a look?"

Lin Mo was taken aback, then immediately nodded.

"go!"

This is the first time the Great Xia flag will be raised on the Terra continent, and he must attend this ceremony.

The three of them stepped out of the portal and returned to the continent of Terra.

On the plain, a brand new metal flagpole has been erected.

Lin Mo, Long Zhan, and Zhao Gang stood at the foot of the flagpole. Two soldiers marched forward in perfect unison, deftly and efficiently hanging up a bright red flag.

A burst of rousing music began.

All the engineers, soldiers setting up equipment, and patrolling soldiers who were working on the project stopped what they were doing the moment the music started.

They stood at attention and saluted, facing the direction of the flagpole.

The bright red flag rose slowly in the morning sunlight of Terra, carried by the gentle breeze of another world.

Lin Mo saluted and stared, his nose feeling a little sore.

He had heard this melody since he was a child.

At this moment, standing on this unfamiliar land, looking at this familiar flag, he deeply understood the weight and indomitable will behind this music.

Just as Lin Mo told Long Zhan and the others to get busy while he wandered around observing the soldiers' progress and filling in any gaps, Wu Suowei, who had been following him, suddenly said:

"Commander!"

"Something's happened with the inspection team!"

"That archbishop of the Holy Human Race... got electrocuted!"

.......

Let's go back to the moment when they parted ways.

Kyle watched Lin Mo and the others leave, while Elder Muyu also took two elves to go for a walk.

He thought for a moment and gave an order to one of the knights behind him.

"You shall immediately return to the Holy City and report to His Holiness the Pope everything that has happened there."

"At the same time, inform His Majesty that I will personally remain here to perform my supervisory duties."

"Yes, Your Excellency the Archbishop."

The paladin bowed to accept the order, mounted his winged horse, and transformed into a streak of light, soaring into the sky.

Kyle turned around and looked at the spatial portal.

At this moment, the portal is like the entrance to an anthill that never stops opening.

Teams of fully armed soldiers jogged out in neat formation and quickly assembled in the designated area.

Tracked engineering vehicles and transport trucks loaded with modular building materials followed closely behind, their engines roaring loudly.

This plain, which had just been soaked in blood, was being covered by a strict order and a torrent of steel at a visible speed.

Elder Muyu, accompanied by several elven mages, stood on a high ground, watching intently.

The scene on the front lines that overturned his understanding filled him with an endless desire to explore everything about the people of Daxia.

He saw huge green iron boxes being violently pried open, revealing black iron pipes stacked like works of art.

The soldiers moved swiftly, rapidly assembling the iron pipes, and strange metal frames rose from the ground.

He then saw a square iron box being placed down, and after some manipulation, a long pole was erected.

Then, several soldiers solemnly unfurled a huge red flag.

Accompanied by a stirring, never-before-seen piece of music, the flag slowly rose.

In an instant, all the soldiers who were busy on the plain, no matter what they were doing, quickly stopped what they were doing and stood at attention.

The blood-red flag fluttered in the wind.

They all raised their hands to their foreheads in unison, their eyes blazing as they watched the red flag rise to the top.

The entire process was sacred and solemn.

Although they couldn't understand the language and couldn't read it, Elder Muyu watched it with great interest.

At this moment, Kyle and his group walked over slowly.

"Elder Muyu, the war has just ended, aren't you going to handle the aftermath?"

Elder Muyu didn't turn his head, his eyes fixed on a construction vehicle in the distance that was hoisting a huge metal module.

"General Adrian will handle everything; he's better at this than I am."

He looked away and asked in return:

"And what about you, Your Excellency Archbishop?"

"The demons could invade the Holy City at any moment. Aren't you, a sixth-tier archmage, prepared to return and oversee the city?"