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

"Old dog, it's time to pay your debts."

The moment Lin Mo finished speaking—

The black sword was swung once more!

[Evolution] - [Fatal Strike]!

His figure flashed in place, and the next moment he appeared in front of the protective barrier!

The black sword, carrying an intensely concentrated dark red sword aura, slashed down fiercely!

Snap! Snap!

The protective barrier, erected by the empire's top alchemists, couldn't withstand Lin Mo's sword for even a second.

The pale golden light flashed violently, then shattered like real glass, scattering countless points of light in all directions!

The sword's momentum didn't stop; it went straight for Li Yan's throat!

Li Yan's eyes widened suddenly.

Li Yishao's scream got stuck in his throat.

But just as the sword was about to touch Li Yan's skin...

A dark golden light exploded from Li Yan's chest!

It was a pendant no bigger than a thumb, yet it was now bursting with a blinding light!

The light condensed into a thick shield, enveloping Li Yan completely!

clang--!!!

The black sword struck the light barrier, unleashing a piercing metallic clang!

The light shield trembled violently, and countless fine cracks appeared on its surface.

But it held on—at least it withstood the blow.

Then, the dark golden light shattered with a crash.

The pendant turned to dust and scattered from Li Yan's chest.

But the light shield, in the instant it shattered, completely exhausted the black sword's power.

Lin Mo was forced back several steps by the recoil and landed on the ground.

Li Yan sat in the imperial carriage, panting heavily, her aged face ashen white.

His hand was still clutching his chest, and his withered hand was trembling violently.

Li Yishao's face was also deathly pale, and he almost collapsed.

He gripped the armrests of the imperial carriage, his fingertips turning white, his lips trembling, unable to utter a single word.

"Quickly use Master He's Alchemy Shield!"

Li Yishao roared and threw out an 80-level essence!

The alchemists reacted instantly.

After receiving the essence, they immediately joined forces to activate the alchemical equipment fixed to this spot on the stands.

This protective barrier was created by He Yuan, an 89th-level alchemist in the Empire. No one below the level of demigod can break it!

New runes shone, and strands of magic intertwined into a net.

In the blink of an eye, another protective barrier was erected between them and Lin Mo!

It's thicker, denser, and stronger than the last one!

Lin Mo stood there, staring at the newly erected barrier without any expression.

He didn't immediately make another move, but simply stared quietly at the two pale faces inside.

Li Yishao finally came to his senses.

His legs were still shaking, and his face was still deathly pale, but he stood up straight.

He looked at the black-robed figure outside the barrier, at that expressionless face, and suddenly laughed.

That smile contained both the relief of surviving a disaster and the resentment of being embarrassed and angry.

"idiot!"

His voice was shrill, echoing throughout the arena.

"You dare to lay a hand on my father?! Do you really think my Holy Ancient Empire has no foundation?!"

He took a deep breath and turned his head sharply.

His gaze swept over the nobles standing at the edge of the arena, and over the powerful figures from various families.

"Gentlemen!"

His voice echoed throughout the venue.

"This is the traitor Lin Mo, who assassinated His Majesty! His crime is unforgivable! All subjects of the Holy Ancient Empire, all members of the great families—"

He reached out and pointed to the black-robed figure outside the barrier.

"Let's attack together and take down the traitor!"

The noble family heads were taken aback at first, then their eyes flashed with a sharp light.

This is a great opportunity to shine!

Given the Crown Prince's performance today, his future ascension to the throne is practically guaranteed.

Now is the time to choose sides.

Who can step forward at this moment to help the Crown Prince eliminate this traitorous accomplice?

When the new emperor ascends the throne, how can he treat himself poorly?

Moreover, it was also an opportunity to sever ties with the traitor Li Yiguang.

"The Sil family, heed my command!"

"Family Capet, charge!"

"Stop him!"

……

Commands erupted from the stands, and the family guards who had been standing on the periphery surged toward the center of the arena like a tidal wave.

Some of them wore fine armor, some wielded enchanted weapons, and some were surrounded by energy fluctuations.

Those who are brought to such occasions are all elites from various powerful families.

One hundred people.

Two hundred people.

Three hundred people.

……

More and more guards rushed into the arena, forming a human wall in front of Lin Mo.

In addition, there were soldiers of the Empire.

Shields were raised, spears stood like a forest, and archers aimed from high above.

Lin Mo's gaze remained fixed on the protective barrier surrounding Li Yan.

Yin Xue shrugged: "Looks like I was overthinking it."

Lin Mo nodded: "Originally, I only wanted to kill their family, but now it seems... I have no choice but to kill all these dogs blocking my way."

As he spoke, he continued forward, facing hundreds of the family's elite soldiers alone.

The hem of the black cloak swept across the ground, staining it with blood.

"Charge! Capture the traitor!"

Someone shouted out.

More than a dozen guards rushed forward at the same time, brandishing their swords and blocking all of Lin Mo's retreat angles.

The next moment, the sword light flashed.

They were cut in half in mid-air.

Blood exploded, staining a large area of ​​the ground in front of Lin Mo red.

The ordinary people in the audience gasped in surprise.

"What...what...what did I just see...?"

"Dad, what happened?"

"Don't look, you'll have nightmares tonight."

"Let me out, I don't want to watch anymore, ugh..."

……

Lin Mo's steps did not even pause.

tread!

tread!

tread!

With each step he took, the guards took a step back.

For a moment, Lin Mo's aura alone overwhelmed the hundreds of people opposite him.

On the stands, Li Yishao's expression grew increasingly grim.

"Useless! All of you are useless!"

The heads of those noble families also became anxious.

With so many people, you couldn't stop even one?

Just then, a person stepped out from the crowd.

He was an extremely burly man, over two meters tall, with muscles bulging like rocks all over his body.

He wore a gray cloth robe, revealing his thick, bronze-colored arms, and each step he took caused the ground to tremble slightly.

He stepped out of the crowd and blocked Lin Mo's path.

Neither dodge nor avoid.

He just stood there, like a mountain.

On the stands, the patriarch of the Sil family's eyes lit up.

"Your Highness!"

He quickly moved closer to Li Yishao, his voice filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"That's Fan Yong, the representative hero of my Sil family! A level 69 hero!"

Li Yishao's gaze fell on the burly man, and his brows relaxed slightly.

"Level 69? You think you can manage that?"

"Your Highness, rest assured!"

Chief Sier patted his chest.

"He is no ordinary hero. He has his own philosophy on career development and plans every step of his growth very clearly."

He paused, lowered his voice, and said with a hint of pride:

"Since he was summoned, he has only absorbed one essence and mastered one skill."

Li Yishao raised an eyebrow: "What skill?"

Chief Sier smiled.

"Power Amplification".