Reynolds swept his gaze over the neatly arranged firearms and the armored vehicles parked in the center.
He showed none of the elves' obvious shock, but his pupils contracted slightly.
He walked to the center of the warehouse and raised his hand.
A ring engraved with intricate patterns glimmered on his finger. The next moment, a mass of Treasure Chests appeared out of thin air on the floor, stacked in neat rows.
Having experienced this once before, the soldiers were mentally prepared this time, but their breathing still grew heavier at the sight.
Zhao Gang stepped forward with the checklist and opened the chests to inspect them himself.
Inside the opened chests were Holy Water giving off a soft glow, some Golden Equipment, and various Magic Scrolls.
"Commander Lin, General Long, everything checks out." After finishing the count, Zhao Gang turned and gestured to Lin Mo and Long Zhan.
On the other side, Reynolds and Kael also finished checking the goods with the soldiers accompanying them.
He reached out and touched the automatic rifle racks, the mountains of ammunition crates, the rocket launchers, mortars, armored vehicles, one after another...
Wherever he passed, swathes of steel creations vanished in an instant.
Finally, he stood before the Medium Tank and pressed his palm against its cold armor.
Hum.
After a faint spatial ripple, the steel behemoth weighing dozens of tons vanished into thin air before everyone's eyes.
"!!!"
Even though they had expected it, the soldiers who witnessed the scene all sucked in a sharp breath.
That thing was just too convenient!
With their business concluded, the envoys of both races prepared to depart immediately.
"Elder Archmond, Knight Reynold, you've come a long way as our guests. Why not stay for a meal before you leave?" Lin Mo invited them.
Elder Archmond