Lin Mo raised his head and looked toward the boundless Antarctica Ice Sheet in the distance.
The Antarctica Ice Sheet was neither especially large nor particularly small.
Without a direction to pursue their target, how were they supposed to find it?
He thought for a moment, then said:
"Let's show our cards."
"Show our cards?" Thorin froze.
"What does that mean?"
The people of Terra exchanged looks, clearly unfamiliar with this Great Xia internet slang.
Lin Mo offered no explanation and instead asked:
"How far can a Seventh Order domain extend at most?"
Ede considered it and gave a direct answer:
"To maintain accurate perception and suppression of lower-order creatures, about ten kilometers across, by your measurements."
Lin Mo pondered.
"So a radius of five kilometers."
Then he looked up at Ede again. "What about underground?"
Ede replied:
"It would be weaker. The effect would be halved."
"Two thousand five hundred meters... that depth will do."
He turned toward the others and continued:
"If you were the Demon God, and you'd just been surrounded and attacked, then wounded by antimatter, what would you do first?"
"Retreat," Warwick answered almost without thinking.
"Leave the battlefield first and find somewhere safe to heal."
Lin Mo followed up:
"Then where would be safest in its eyes?"
Without a second thought, Thorin waved a hand.
"Do you even need to ask? A Demon Clan Lair, of course, or somewhere near a Space Wormhole."
"There'd be a Demon Clan Army and dark energy there, which would help it heal."
"Exactly."
Lin Mo nodded, speaking faster:
"Cho'Gath is desperate to recover right now. It couldn't have gone far."
"It wouldn't dare stay on the ice sheet or casually expose itself to satellites and drones. Its most likely choice would be to burrow into a nearby Demon