Magic? My Iron Torrent will sweep it all away!

Kyle did not answer.

His gaze drifted into the distance, landing on an infantry fighting vehicle that had just driven out of the portal not far away.

The menacing cannon barrel and the heavy armor silently spoke of a power completely different from magic.

Elder Muyu followed the other person's gaze and smiled slightly.

"It seems we think the same thing."

The two exchanged a glance, and everything was understood without a word.

"I'm thinking of going closer to take a look, shall we?" he invited.

Kyle nodded slightly.

To the warriors of the surrounding Great Xia, these long-eared elves and the people of the Western Papacy were quite interesting.

These human-like "aliens" are pointing and gesturing at a construction vehicle.

Then he kept circling around a newly set-up cannon, his eyes lingering on it like he was looking at a beautiful woman.

He kept making various exclamation sounds.

Although they couldn't understand the gibberish, the soldiers found it all novel and interesting.

"Your Excellency, look at this!" Elder Mu Yu exclaimed excitedly, pointing to a newly erected heavy machine gun.

"These are the kind of iron pipes on the front lines that can spew flames and metal!"

He then pointed to the sky, where a drone was conducting reconnaissance patrols.

"And those flying iron birds!"

"They are what stabilized the crumbling air defenses!"

Kyle glanced at Elder Muyu, a hint of superiority on his face, and said indifferently:

"I was right next to the portal at the time."

The implication is that I've already seen what you're talking about.

Elder Muyu paid no attention to this. At this moment, he was like a thirsty apprentice, looking around to ask someone for details about these weapons.

Lin Mo was so busy he barely had time to breathe, and the busy Da Xia soldiers around him were all like silent gourds, unable to understand anything he asked.

This made him so anxious that he scratched his head in frustration.

"What is that?"

A young elven follower suddenly pointed to a forklift that was in operation, looking puzzled.

The yellow mechanical contraption emitted a deep hum as its two enormous steel forks effortlessly lifted a massive weight and smoothly transported it to its designated location.

Elder Muyu frowned.

"It looks like some kind of alchemical golem."

Kyle noticed it too.

He closed his eyes, his mental energy spreading out like mercury as he carefully sensed.

A moment later, he opened his eyes and shook his head.

"There is no magic core, no elemental circuits, and no runes inscribed on it."

"It's just a pile of... ordinary iron."

"Ordinary iron?"

The subordinates around him gasped in disbelief.

In their understanding, to lift and move such a heavy object, one must either be a powerful warrior or a magician, or a runic machine infused with divine power by the dwarves.

But what's in front of me is just a pile of ordinary iron?

How did it get moving?

Elder Muyu strode forward, wanting to observe more closely, but was stopped by two soldiers with serious expressions.

"Hello, the forklift is in operation, there are blind spots, it is dangerous to approach, please do not come near!"

Elder Muyu: "???"

He looked at the soldiers in front of him and mumbled something in their own language, accompanied by various hand gestures.

He tried to explain, but neither side could understand him, so he had to retreat in frustration.

"They don't understand our language, so we can't communicate. Sigh."

Elder Mu Yu sighed, his eyes filled with a longing to understand the unknown.

From a certain perspective, magicians are all scholars, and high-level magicians are top-tier scholars, whose thirst for knowledge is no less than that of scientists.

Unfortunately, they could not communicate, much like a eunuch in a brothel.

They had no choice but to keep walking, and soon their attention was drawn to something else.

The list of weapons Lin Mo provided initially included pictures, and Kyle could understand why those weapons, whose power he had already witnessed, were so powerful.

However, the dazzling array of logistical equipment needed to keep the machines running was completely beyond his comprehension.

He felt it necessary to register these things so that he could explain their purpose to Lin Mo when he had time.

If it were before, given Kyle's personality, he would have immediately sent someone to bring Lin Mo over and made him explain himself on the spot.

But after witnessing firsthand the charge launched by the warriors of Great Xia at the cost of their lives, this stubborn archbishop now appeared much more reasonable.

Da Xia earned his respect.

As the group approached, they saw a huge metal cabinet that made a continuous rumbling sound and emitted smoke with a peculiar odor.

This made Elder Muyu frown; he disliked this guy who polluted the air.

Several thick black cables extended from inside, connecting to towering lamp stands.

A blinding white light emanated from the top of the lamp stand, then was switched off.

It's daytime now, and this lighting system was set up so that construction could continue at night.

"Light magic?" a knight asked instinctively.

"No, there's no magical fluctuation in this light."

Kyle tried to probe with his mental power again.

This time, he felt a violent, chaotic force surging inside the iron cabinet and then flowing into the vines.

He felt a certain familiarity with that force.

He frowned in thought, then suddenly his eyes widened.

"This...this is..."

Elder Muyu looked at him with a puzzled expression.

"What's wrong?"

Kyle looked surprised and pointed to the cable connecting to the electrical box:

"I felt the power of lightning within these vines!"

"What?" Elder Muyu was shocked upon hearing this and hurriedly squatted down to observe carefully.

I could indeed feel a similar power to that generated when thunder strikes in Terra.

"By the goddess of nature, it's incredible, truly incredible!"

How did the Great Xia people manage to tame lightning and use it for their own purposes?

His strong thirst for knowledge made him eager to know all of this.

Elder Kyle, who was standing nearby, had already crouched down, following the vines to see where they led and whether there would be lightning at the end.

They eventually moved to a power outlet.

There was an unplugged plug next to the socket. He didn't feel any lightning power in the unplugged cable; only the one in the socket did.

He understood something, picked up the plug that wasn't inserted, and curiously plugged it in.

Sure enough, I felt a familiar power within the vines.

He looked at the hole in the socket, picked up a metal pendant that fit perfectly inside, and inserted it.

"Bang!!"

A burst of intense lightning flashed,

Kyle: "!!!"

His hair and beard bristled, his body convulsed, and then he was thrown back, releasing a burst of hot air.

"My lord!!" The knight beside him exclaimed in surprise and stepped forward to support him.

The busy soldiers around them saw a few alien humans and elves squatting there, seemingly studying something, and they felt a bit like they were watching country bumpkins, but it was quite interesting.

At this moment, notice that they are causing a disturbance, shouting and yelling, and rush over to check the situation.

Seeing the blackened socket on the ground, he guessed that the person had turned pale after being electrocuted and immediately reported the situation.

This could easily turn into a major diplomatic incident!