My mom is waiting for treatment, and you're summoning me to be a hero?

Chapter 107 Can Saint Revelation Evolve Again?

"When did you get the idea that I wouldn't kill you?"

The voice wasn't loud, but it instantly froze the fawning expression on Harlin's face.

His pupils contracted sharply, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

"M-My lord! Spare me! I...I helped you complete the Holy Initiation Ritual! Without me, you wouldn't know how harsh the conditions were!"

Harlin quickly defended himself, trying to emphasize his own contribution.

Lin Mo stopped looking at him and instead gave Kuang Shan a look.

Kuangshan understood instantly!

The Black Stone tribe had long harbored deep hatred for Father Harlin, who had aided and abetted the evildoers and acted as a scapegoat.

Having witnessed firsthand how he cooperated with the red-haired witch to oppress his people, how could he possibly let this opportunity pass?

"Grab him!"

Kuangshan roared, his voice like muffled thunder.

Several dwarf warriors, who had been unable to contain themselves for a long time, pounced on Harlin like tigers, grabbing his arms and robes tightly.

"No! Let me go! My lord! Lord Lin Mo! I'm still useful! I really am still useful!"

Harlin struggled desperately, tearing at the dwarves as if he were insane.

He knew what would happen if he were taken away by these dwarves who hated him to the core.

In desperation, he shouted out what he considered his most valuable bargaining chip:

"The hero has reached level 80! Holy Awakening can evolve again! It can become an even more powerful Holy Enlightenment! I know the process! I can introduce you to an archbishop of the Holy See! I can help you awaken Holy Enlightenment!!"

Lin Mo, who was about to turn and leave, paused slightly.

"Sacred Awakening?"

He raised an eyebrow and looked at the bloodstains on his shoulder.

"Is that even a saying?"

Yin Xue rested her chin on her little paws, blinked her blood-red eyes, and nodded in confirmation.

"Yes, that's true. Holy Awakening is a second, deeper awakening of the Holy Revelation ability. As for the effects... they vary from person to person, but they are basically a comprehensive enhancement of the original Holy Revelation ability, and some may even undergo a qualitative change. However, I haven't really looked into the specifics of how to activate it."

Lin Mo understood.

This is valuable intelligence.

Saint Revelation's killing domain is indeed powerful.

If it evolves again, who knows what it will become?

As for Harlin's mention of introducing an archbishop?

Lin Mo felt nothing but disdain.

Saint Revelation was a scam, and Saint Awakening is probably much the same.

If the Holy Awakening is truly needed in the future, why not just kidnap an archbishop himself?

There's absolutely no need for an introduction.

Besides, Lin Mo never intended to keep someone like Harlin by his side from the very beginning.

Therefore, Harlem's final cry did not change his fate.

This simply added another item to Lin Mo's list of future goals that he needed to pay attention to.

Watching Harlin being dragged further and further away by the dwarves in their anger.

The cries and pleas for mercy were gradually swallowed up by the shadows deep within the dwarven settlement.

Lin Mo decided not to linger.

He turned and started walking towards the southern Troll Canyon.

The next objective is crystal clear: Troll Canyon, to pursue the red-haired Bloodlust and hunt high-level trolls to continue leveling up.

He wasn't worried about the dwarf city he had just taken over.

Although most dwarven artisans are only around level 30.

However, the leader, Kuangshan, is a genuine level 54 warrior, and his combat strength should not be underestimated.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to hold down a city in such a place.

More importantly, he had just wiped out all the beast kings in the surrounding area that posed a threat.

The survivors are all low-level monsters, and they are unlikely to pose a real threat to the dwarves in the short term.

In Lin Mo's view, the greatest role these dwarves currently play is to provide him with a temporary base.

Lin Mo was only a few miles away from the ruins of the dwarf town.

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A rapid and distinctive hoofbeat came from behind.

It wasn't a heavy, galloping monster; it was more like some kind of agile mount.

Lin Mo did not stop moving, but merely glanced to the side.

Then they saw the dwarf leader, Mad Mountain, riding a goat with shiny black fur, catching up at full speed.

The goat moved across the rugged wilderness as if it were flat ground, and its speed was surprisingly fast.

In the blink of an eye, Kuangshan caught up.

He reined in the goat, panting heavily, his bronze face flushed with the rosy hue of running and a look of solemnity.

He deftly dismounted from the sheep, strode to Lin Mo, and once again thumped his chest with his right hand in a gesture of respect.

"My benefactor! Please wait a moment!"

As Kuangshan spoke, he took something off his waist, held it in both hands, and handed it to Lin Mo.

It was a horn about half an arm's length long, made of dark metal.

The horn has a rugged and majestic design, with a ring of fine magic gems inlaid around its base and dwarven runes carved all over it.

Although it looks quite old, it is very well preserved and exudes a calm and profound energy.

"My benefactor, you avenged the blood feud for our Blackrock tribe and rescued us from dire straits. Your kindness is as heavy as a mountain!"

Kuangshan's voice was loud and sincere.

"We dwarves always repay kindness! This [Horn of the Mountains] is a treasure passed down through generations of our tribe, kept by successive chieftains—please take it with you."

Lin Mo frowned and looked at the horn.

Kuangshan solemnly explained, "This horn signifies that you are the dwarves' best friend. Dwarves from other tribes will also show you respect when they see it. Moreover, on the battlefield, as long as you blow it, allied troops who hear the sound will be strengthened, with a maximum attribute increase of 20%!"

Lin Mo's pupils contracted slightly; the effect of this horn could be considered heaven-defying.

This is absolutely a weapon of mass destruction on the battlefield.

Imagine a war that was originally evenly matched.

As soon as one side sounds the horn, the combat power of all soldiers is instantly enhanced.

This will directly determine the outcome!

Kuangshan seemed to see through Lin Mo's thoughts: "But it has one drawback: the enhanced soldiers' bodies will be exhausted for 12 hours, so I rarely use this function."

When Yin Xue, who was sitting on Lin Mo's shoulder, heard about this shortcoming, his eyes lit up.

She said to Lin Mo, "Isn't that perfect? Since your souls don't have physical bodies, they can be immune to this effect."

Lin Mo nodded: "In that case, this thing is indeed very suitable for me."

Kuangshan's lips twitched. An army of undead?

Does your benefactor also have a large army?

Just how powerful is my benefactor...?

Without much thought, he firmly told Lin Mo, "Please accept this! This horn may not be of much help to you, but it's the only thing we can offer right now. It's our Black Stone Tribe's small contribution!"

Lin Mo looked at the heavy horn in front of him.

Then I looked at Kuangshan's big, bright eyes, which were full of sincerity and perseverance.

"it is good."

Without hesitation, Lin Mo accepted the [Mountain Horn].

It felt heavy and cold to the touch, but the runes on it seemed to warm slightly in my palm.

He carefully stored it in his space ring.

"Defend the city well."

He gave a concise instruction.

"Rest assured, benefactor! The Blackstone Tribe will not fail in its mission!"

Kuangshan straightened his chest and loudly promised.

Lin Mo said no more, nodded to Kuang Shan, and turned to continue walking.

Kuangshan looked at Lin Mo's retreating figure and bowed deeply once again.