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

"The Demon King... His Majesty has been captured!?"

"The young master and the leader are both dead!"

"A monster...a monster!"

"You idiot, run!"

……

The surviving dark elves witnessed this scene, and their last shred of will shattered completely.

They fled desperately towards the forest, ignoring everything else.

At this moment, I only regret that my parents didn't give me two more legs.

Lin Mo did not immediately give chase.

He held the convulsing, blood-covered red hair in one hand.

Calmly protect the little Yin blood as it devours, preventing any unexpected disturbances.

The few remaining dark elves in the vicinity had long since vanished.

They fled frantically, trying to avoid this death zone.

Until the blood light transformed from Xiao Yinxue enveloped the entire body of the red-haired Yinxue.

Only after forming a large, pulsating blood sphere did Lin Mo slowly raise his head.

Looking towards the routed Dark Elf army that had already fled far away.

He raised his free left hand and shook hands with the fleeing army from afar.

There was no earth-shattering fanfare.

But suddenly, the distant horizon darkened.

It was as if an invisible realm of death had suddenly expanded.

It enveloped the field where the routed army fled.

【Soul Corrosion】!

boom!

With a loud bang, the dark elf's voice completely disappeared.

The world fell silent.

At this moment, on the inner city wall.

The deputy general and soldiers who had witnessed all of this from afar stood frozen in place, as if petrified.

They witnessed a ghost descend from the sky, turning the tide of battle.

He single-handedly intercepted and killed a thousand men.

He showed no mercy in the face of pleas for mercy.

The mysterious and powerful figure who could command the dark elves was captured by a single hand.

Finally, a single move resulted in the deaths of hundreds of fleeing soldiers...

"This...this is not war."

Someone muttered something under their breath.

The others couldn't help but swallow hard.

Even Liu Yishou was shocked.

He knew Lin Mo was powerful, but he never imagined he was this powerful.

"That kid Lin is practically a walking natural disaster."

This is Liu Yishou's evaluation of Lin Mo.

Those around him all expressed their agreement.

Just then, the enormous blood sphere that had been pulsating in front of Lin Mo suddenly stopped wriggling.

Click...click...

Cracks appeared on the surface of the blood cells, and the dense blood light receded inward.

A pair of fair, jade-like hands tore the blood sphere open from the inside.

A figure stepped out.

She still had that tall figure, fiery red hair, and stunningly beautiful face.

Her aura was vast yet restrained, carrying an ancient and majestic air reminiscent of the dawn of creation, with a hint of coldness at the corner of her mouth.

She slowly turned her head and looked at Lin Mo.

The voice was no longer the crisp, mischievous one of Xiao Yinxue, but a more indifferent and aloof mature woman's voice: "Didn't expect that, did you... Lin Mo?"

She gently tossed a strand of red hair aside, her eyes carrying a hint of provocation and control.

"It was me who devoured her."

Lin Mo quietly observed Yin Xue, whose demeanor had drastically changed, his brows slightly furrowed.

Yin Xue revealed a cold smile.

And the next moment.

The tip of the black sword was already silently pressed against her fair and delicate throat.

The cold touch sent a slight shiver down her spine.

The indifferent and provocative expression on the newly born Yin Xue's face instantly froze.

"Wait...wait, wait!"

She quickly raised her hands, her haughty demeanor instantly crumbling.

His voice carried that familiar, exasperated quality that belonged to Xiao Yinxue.

With a soft "poof" sound.

With a burst of bloody light contracting, the tall, mature woman's form instantly disintegrated.

It turned back into that tiny, palm-sized piece of crimson blood.

She crossed her arms and snorted, "So easily teased! It's me! It's still me!"

"..."

Lin Mo was speechless.

"Don't make jokes like that next time."

He then turned around and prepared to return to the city.

Xiao Yinxue made a face at his back.

She sat back on his shoulder.

They noticed that Mianmian on the other shoulder had a sly smile on her face.

Yin Xue glared fiercely at Mianmian again.

……

At this moment, the garrison on and around Ash Fortress were experiencing extremely complex emotions.

As the man in black robes approached the fortress step by step, they were at a loss for what to do.

A welcoming procession?

Cheers to the heroes?

But this person was previously an invader who blew up the city walls and forced his way into the military camp.

It is an evil star who treats human life as worthless.

stop?

attack?

What's the difference between that and suicide?

Just when everyone was at a loss, a figure suddenly appeared under the tightly closed gates of Ash Fortress.

The lieutenant was the first to notice, and upon looking at it, he immediately froze.

"That...that's General Horn!"

The soldiers and civilians around also noticed Horn leaving the city alone and quickly peered over the city wall.

Discussions gradually arose.

"When did the general wake up? What are you doing out of the city at this time?"

"Then it goes without saying that the general never intended to compromise in the first place, and now he's trying to stop him from entering the city!?"

"The general would definitely do that!"

"This is terrible! Quickly, get out of the city and protect the general!"

……

The soldiers guessed Horn's intentions and were eager to leave the city.

Some even jumped directly off the city wall.

The common people lay on the city wall looking down, unsure of what to do.

Liu Yishou stood atop the city wall, his brows furrowed, and uttered two words in a low voice.

"madness."

Horn walked with unusually heavy steps, his still-healing body trembling slightly beneath his armor.

But his spine was ramrod straight.

The lieutenant tried to help him up, but Horn pushed him away.

The other soldiers stood behind him, ready to fight at any moment.

Even knowing it's a futile effort, they would rush forward without hesitation as long as the general gave the order.

Horn walked step by step to Lin Mo and stopped.

Countless eyes, both on and below the city walls, are focused on this place.

Lin Mo looked at his pale face and stubborn eyes, raising an eyebrow slightly.

"You want to stop me from entering the city?"

Horn did not answer immediately.

He took a deep breath, a movement that seemed to aggravate his internal injuries, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

The soldiers behind him gripped the hilts of their swords and bowstrings tightly, the air taut as a bowstring.

The next second—

Horn stood there, to everyone's astonishment.

He raised his right hand, his five fingers together.

With the utmost solemnity, he pounded his fist hard against his chest.

Then, facing the black-robed man before him who had once blown up the city walls, stormed his military camp, and now saved the city with almost divine means, he gave a very standard imperial military salute.

His movements were somewhat hesitant due to the pain, but unusually determined.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

The wind swept across the wasteland.

Yellow sand blew across the brief space between the two.

Horn maintained his bowing posture and spoke in a hoarse voice:

"I, Horn Atlas, the garrison general of Ash Fortress of the Holy Ancient Empire, on behalf of all the surviving soldiers of Ash Fortress and the tens of thousands of people within the city, thank you for your help today, which saved this city!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a deathly silence fell over the city walls and the surrounding area.

Behind him, all the soldiers stood frozen in place, their hands gripping their swords unconsciously loosening.

On the city wall, the whispers of the people came to an abrupt halt.

Only the wind howled.