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

Lin Mo walked step by step toward the inner city wall.

Soldiers parted like a tide along the way.

No one dared to stop them, and no one dared to utter a sound.

Only the rustling of armor and heavy breathing mingled with the increasingly approaching shouts of battle in the distance.

The soldiers made way for Lin Mo.

When Lin Mo stepped onto the steps and climbed to the top of the city wall.

The black robe fluttered slightly in the wind, which smelled of gunpowder.

The scene below the city came into view.

The outer city has completely fallen.

Dark gray figures occupied every street and every fortification.

Broken city gates, burning houses, scattered weapons, and corpses intertwine to create a tragic scene in the occupied area.

Further away, the dark elf army continued its advance, a massive, imposing force.

Like a rising tide, it crashes against the inner city, the last isolated island.

The Dark Elf leader stood on the ruins of a destroyed arrow tower.

His scarlet eyes locked onto the abrupt black-robed figure on the city wall.

He recognized Lin Mo.

It was that same human who had just ignored the battlefield and headed straight into the city.

The dark elf leader frowned as he saw Lin Mo ascend the city gate.

"Kid!"

His thunderous roar swept across the battlefield, momentarily halting the fierce fighting.

"I spared your life and let you into the city just now because I didn't want to cause any trouble! Don't push your luck!"

The sound of the explosions made the soldiers guarding the city walls turn pale.

Lin Mo ignored him.

He didn't even look in the direction the sound came from; he simply closed his eyes slightly.

The wind on the city wall ruffled his black robe, making it flutter loudly.

He remained unusually calm under the scrutiny of countless eyes, some filled with surprise and doubt, others with anticipation.

"All of you, step back."

Lin Mo spoke softly, his voice not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of the adjutant beside him.

The lieutenant was stunned, almost thinking he had misheard.

Step back?

Now?

At the critical moment when the enemy is about to launch a new round of fierce attacks?

Are they going to just hand over the entire city wall?

But looking at Lin Mo's undeniably calm profile, and recalling his terrifying strength from before, one can see the undeniable power he possessed.

The lieutenant gritted his teeth, steeled his resolve, and suddenly waved his hand.

"Listen to him! Everyone on this section of the wall, retreat to the inner city! Quickly!"

Although the defenders were confused, their orders were absolute, and they quickly retreated up the steps into the city.

In the blink of an eye, only Lin Mo's solitary figure remained on this nearly 100-meter-long section of the city wall.

This scene was witnessed by the dark elves below the city.

The dark elf army below the city naturally witnessed this scene as well.

After a brief moment of astonishment came deafening laughter and even higher morale!

"Hahaha! Did you see that? The human defenders ran away! They're scared!"

The son of the dark elf leader excitedly brandished his weapon.

He pointed his longsword at Lin Mo, who stood alone by the battlements, his voice filled with disdain and smugness.

"There's only one charlatan standing there, is he preparing to surrender? He should have done so earlier! It would have saved us all this trouble!"

He turned and, facing the elite dark elf troops behind him, roared at the top of his lungs:

"Warriors! The walls are breached! The final obstacle is that laughable human! Charge! The first to reach the top will be rewarded with 5 Level 40 Essences and promoted to Captain! Charge!!!"

"kill--!!!"

The dark elf soldiers were completely blinded by greed for a huge reward.

Fear was dispelled by greed and the belief in certain victory.

In their view, the retreat of the human defenders was a harbinger of collapse.

That lone figure in black robes was nothing more than a terrified fool or a pitiful scapegoat.

Victory is within reach, and glory, wealth, and status are within easy reach!

The most elite and valiant group of dark elf warriors let out a deafening roar.

They rushed towards the deserted section of the city wall, one after another!

His face was filled with fervor for the reward that was about to be his and a triumphant grin.

It was as if the city wall was already in their grasp.

That figure in black robes was merely the first sacrifice they could easily crush once they reached the city walls.

Even the Dark Elf leader nodded slightly.

Although I felt it was a bit strange that the other side took the initiative to withdraw its garrison.

But with overwhelming troop strength, high morale, and his son leading from the front, he saw no possibility of defeat.

The dark elves' charge is about to crash onto the city walls.

The dark elf warriors at the forefront could even make out the patterns on Lin Mo's black robe.

His ferocious smile continued to widen.

The weapon is about to be swung.

Suddenly, Lin Mo, who had been standing by the edge of the battlements with his eyes closed as if lost in thought, finally made a move.

He didn't even draw his sword.

He simply raised his right hand and gently waved it towards the dark elf army surging in like a black tide outside the city walls.

The movements were so casual, as if he were brushing away a gentle breeze.

Ugh—!

Suddenly, a sharp, mournful cry and roar, so piercing it could tear the soul apart, resounded throughout the heavens and earth!

Those were thousands upon thousands of overlapping death dirges!

Starting from the section of the city wall where Lin Mo was located, the light suddenly dimmed hundreds of meters ahead in mid-air!

A dark blue fog instantly covered the entire battlefield.

Countless twisted and tormented souls emerged from the fog.

They come in various shapes and sizes.

Orcs, humans, and the renowned beast king of the surrounding area...

Their numbers were so great that they covered a small patch of sky in the blink of an eye, densely packed and layered, numbering in the thousands!

Their eyes burned with a chilling fire of the soul, and their gaping maws opened silently.

Wielding sharp claws or ethereal weapons, they exude an overwhelming stillness, coldness, and pure killing intent!

After breaking through level 40, there is no longer a limit to the number of undead that Lin Mo can summon.

All the undead within the Black Sword can be summoned!

There are thousands of them!

The dark elf assault force, which had just been riding high and thought victory was within their grasp, crashed head-on into this wall of sighs built by the undead!

The sinister grin on the face of the dark elf warrior at the forefront froze instantly.

His pupils shrank to pinpoints from extreme horror.

Unable to stop in time, they plunged straight into that dark blue ocean of the dead!

There was no physical collision sound.

Only chilling, rapid screams could be heard.

The deep blue waves slowly surged forward.

puff!

puff!

puff……

The dark elf soldiers in the front row fell to the ground like wheat being cut down.

The tide of the dead did not stop; they flowed down the city walls like living death clouds.

They charged toward the following dark elf troops.

A fanatical, greedy, and triumphant grin still lingered on the faces of many dark elves.

The shouts of the charge had long since ceased.

Instead, there was a deathly silence and screams of despair!

"A monster...a monster!"

"Undead! It's the undead scourge!"

"No—! Help me!"

"Retreat! Retreat now!!"

……

The unstoppable black torrent crumbled instantly before the dark blue tide of death, turning into terrified, fleeing soldiers.

In just a few breaths, the situation on the battlefield underwent a dramatic reversal.

On the city wall, the retreating defenders stared in disbelief at the unimaginable scene unfolding before them.

Looking at the black-robed figure standing alone on the wall.

The shock I felt was beyond words.

The lieutenant's mouth was slightly open, his heart filled with both fear and relief.

"Luckily, General Horn was unconscious, otherwise we would have had to fight this monster..."

These words instantly reminded the soldiers present.

A cold sweat seeped out from everyone's back.