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

creak-

As the city gates opened.

Lin Mo walked in amidst the complex gazes of the crowd.

He ignored the way people were looking at him.

Instead, he looked at the deputy general waiting at the door.

Lin Mo spoke calmly and directly: "Medicine."

The lieutenant snapped to attention, suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and immediately nodded: "The medicine is safely stored in the military camp's teleportation array. Please follow me."

He paused, looking at the blood and blemishes on Lin Mo's shoulder, his tone carrying a hint of barely perceptible apprehension.

"Is it necessary to arrange another place to stay?"

Lin Mo frowned: "We do need a quiet place to set up the magic array."

Without waiting for the deputy general's reply.

Yin Xue, who had been sitting on Lin Mo's shoulder, suddenly flapped its small wings and flew into the air.

"A quiet place? To set up a magic array?"

A sly smile played on her small lips as she pointed a finger at the Western Cathedral in the distance.

"No need for that! I've already found a good spot!"

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly flew off Lin Mo's shoulder.

It transformed into a barely perceptible streak of red light and headed straight for the church.

He left behind only a parting word: "Lin Mo, go get the medicine first. I'll go prepare over there!"

Lin Mo glanced in the direction she disappeared but did not stop her.

He simply said to Horn, "Lead the way and get the medicine."

Horn didn't dare ask any more questions, nor did he try to stop him.

He merely instructed his deputy to reorganize the still-shaken soldiers and maintain order.

He decided to lead the way himself, taking Lin Mo and Liu Yishou towards the inner city military camp.

No one spoke the rest of the way.

Along the streets, surviving soldiers and daring civilians peeked from behind doors and windows.

When their eyes fell upon that black robe, they all quickly looked away or lowered their heads.

The atmosphere was oppressive and quiet, with only the rustling of armor and the echoes of footsteps reverberating in the empty streets.

The recent cataclysmic event and the horrific scene of a level 70 powerhouse being devoured by spiders are still shocking everyone.

Finally, Liu Yishou broke the silence.

This old man has always been quite daring and very curious.

He quickened his pace to stand beside Lin Mo, and asked in a low voice, "Young Lin, what's the matter that you summoned this old man all the way from Mingbei City in such a hurry?"

Lin Mo did not stop walking, his gaze fixed straight ahead.

He replied briefly, "My loved one in another world is very ill. They need you to see the symptoms and concoct a truly effective medicine."

"Another world?"

Liu Yishou paused slightly, his gray eyebrows furrowing together.

His face showed a look of confusion and disbelief.

Could it be... the realm of gods?

Can he communicate with the divine realm?

He automatically filled in the most reasonable explanation in his mind, after all, this kid's strength was ridiculously high, and he might really have a background in the God Realm.

At the same time, he suddenly realized.

No wonder Lin Mo had such a high demand for Qingyuan Elixir before.

It turns out it was to prolong the lives of their relatives in the divine realm.

But he immediately shook his head with a wry smile and waved his hands repeatedly.

"No, no! Although I consider myself decent at alchemy, these old bones of mine are only a little over 30. My spiritual power is somewhat high, but can I communicate with the divine realm? I don't have that ability. I'd probably be drained dry in an instant, and forget about alchemy, I'd lose my life!"

Lin Mo shook his head and corrected, "It's not the God Realm. It's the world before I was summoned here. The place where I originally lived."

The words were spoken softly, yet they were like a boulder thrown into a calm lake.

Swish!

It's not just Liu Yishou.

Even Horn, who was walking ahead.

The bodyguards following behind.

Even the two dwarf warriors who had remained silent and vigilant.

They all suddenly stopped in their tracks!

Everyone turned their heads and stared at Lin Mo with horrified eyes!

The air instantly froze.

Lin Mo sensed that everyone had stopped, so he stopped as well.

She raised an eyebrow, looking at them with some confusion: "What's wrong with you two?"

What's wrong?

Liu Yishou's beard was trembling slightly.

He opened his mouth, then closed it again, and after a long while, he finally found his voice and asked hoarsely, "You...you mean...you are also...a hero who was summoned?"

His voice was distorted with shock.

Lin Mo nodded, his expression matter-of-fact: "Yeah, isn't it obvious?"

As he spoke, he casually brandished the dark black sword in his hand.

"This is my Holy Armor of Light."

Everyone: "..."

At the same time, I was internally screaming: Where is it obvious?!

Your ability to summon the dead with a wave of your hand and kill as easily as eating and drinking has absolutely nothing to do with being a hero!

And that black sword, how dare they call it the Holy Armor of Light!?

Horn's face was even more fascinating.

He had always regarded Lin Mo as an invader from the demon race.

But now, the other party's casual remark, "I am also a hero," has shattered his understanding.

Which hero is like that?!

Liu Yishou was ultimately more knowledgeable and had a stronger capacity to withstand pressure.

He was the first to manage to calm down from this disruptive information shock, but the aftershocks of the shock still lingered on his face.

He took a deep breath, trying to steer the conversation back to the practical issues.

"Even if... even if it's not the realm of gods, logically speaking, the mental energy required to project consciousness or transfer objects to another stable material world is no less than that required for the realm of gods, right? I simply cannot do it!"

Lin Mo frowned, seemingly unsurprised by Liu Yishou's concerns.

But he didn't offer any further explanation, simply saying, "Get the medicine first, we'll talk about it after we get it."

Horn also came to his senses and suppressed the turmoil in his heart.

Knowing that now was not the time to delve into these matters, they quickly continued to lead the way.

The group silently walked the rest of the way and arrived at the heavily guarded wartime teleportation array deep within the military camp.

Two buckets of Pure Source Spirit Liquid, radiating pure life energy, had already been prepared and were quietly placed in the center of the formation.

The process of obtaining the medicine went very smoothly, and no one dared to raise any objections or delay.

Lin Mo checked and found nothing wrong, then waved his hand to put the medicine into his spatial ring.

The group then headed to the Western Cathedral without stopping.

The closer you get to the church, the more you can feel a subtle but powerful energy fluctuation emanating from the top floor of the church.

It is the power of Yin Xue.

She has clearly already started "setting up" on it.

Upon arriving at the church's tightly closed, heavy wooden doors, Horn gestured for the soldiers to step forward and push them open.

squeak-

The heavy wooden door slowly opened inward, letting light into the slightly dim church vestibule.

However, the solemn and dignified scene that was expected did not appear.

The first thing that caught everyone's eye was a donkey with short, dark red fur, drooping ears, and a disdainful look in its eyes.

Red donkey!

It was the same super-fast mount that the red-haired, bloodthirsty man used to escape!

Everyone was stunned, including Lin Mo, whose eyebrows twitched almost imperceptibly.

The red donkey snorted and impatiently scratched at the smooth stone floor with its hooves.

Then he took the initiative to walk towards Lin Mo!