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

Lin Mo did not hesitate.

He lifted his foot and stepped into the Silent Mountains.

The moment I stepped onto the foot of the mountain, the surrounding air suddenly turned cold.

It felt like something was rushing in from all directions, penetrating the skin, seeping into the blood, and rushing straight to the brain.

At the same time, a questioning voice suddenly came from beside me.

"Lin Mo! Why did you kill me?!"

The voice was mournful, shrill, and full of resentment.

Lin Mo raised his head.

Not far ahead, a phantom slowly emerged.

He wore imperial robes, his face was aged, yet he exuded an air of quiet authority.

It was none other than Li Yan, the emperor of the Holy Ancient Kingdom who had recently died at the hands of Lin Mo.

The phantom stood there, a sword wound still visible on its throat, blood gushing from the wound.

He glared at Lin Mo, his eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness.

"My Li family has never offended you, why are you doing this...?"

His voice grew increasingly shrill.

"Why did you kill me! Why!"

Lin Mo looked at him.

He narrowed his eyes.

The succubus said that this place would make people repent for their past sins.

It will drag out everyone you've killed, question your conscience, and suppress your will.

A person with a weak mind will collapse before they can take three steps.

Lin Mo glanced at him indifferently, then looked away and continued walking forward.

He walked past Li Yan's illusory figure without even pausing.

The phantom was stunned.

"Why...why aren't you looking at me! Are you scared!? Why aren't you answering me!?"

His voice chased after me, growing farther and farther away, weaker and weaker.

Until Lin Mo felt his steps falter.

Looking up, he saw that Li Yan's phantom had transformed into a cloud of resentment floating above his head.

He was putting pressure on himself at that moment.

Lin Mo didn't care about this.

After taking a few steps, Yin Xue suddenly swayed.

Lin Mo looked down and saw a small red figure peeking out from his collar.

His eyes were glazed over, and his expression became somewhat strange.

Her lips moved, and she murmured something.

"You are... that elf from back then..."

Lin Mo did not disturb her.

He knew that Yin Xue was also going through the same test.

As a former demon lord, she had killed far more people than she had ever done.

But she will not repent for it either.

Because she is the Demon King.

Sure enough, after only a few breaths, Yin Xue's eyes cleared again.

She shook her head and spat.

"Bah! You want me to repent? Dream on!"

Mianmian perched on his shoulder, her eight compound eyes curiously looking around.

In her eyes, the phantoms that Lin Mo and Yin Xue saw were just wisps of gray smoke.

The smoke swirled around their heads, growing thicker and thicker.

Mianmian even stretched out her little paws to try and grab it, but missed and hissed twice before continuing to watch the fun.

She had been killing people with Lin Mo since birth. Let alone repentance, she didn't even know how to write those two words.

Lin Mo continued upwards.

The mountain became steeper and the fog thicker.

The number of those phantom images also increased.

First, a group of pastors appeared, though Lin Mo had long forgotten which church they belonged to.

They surrounded Lin Mo, chattering away.

They were shouting things like "demon," "murderer," and "give me back my life."

Lin Mo walked through them.

The third one is Wang Tong.

"You stole Teacher Su Lin away, why are you trying to drive me to my death?!"

Lin Mo had almost no memory of him.

All I remember is that he was a crazy, brave man.

Next came the White Tiger Knights and the Dark Elf army.

They were densely packed together, covering the entire mountain road completely.

Lin Mo walked through them.

No matter what they said, Lin Mo's steps remained firm.

I won't stay for them even for a moment.

……

More and more afterimages appeared in front of him, and the fog above Lin Mo's head grew thicker and thicker.

They screamed, wailed, cursed, and questioned.

The sounds merged into a deafening roar.

Lin Mo's steps never stopped.

His gaze remained unchanged.

Kill them if you want, why should you repent?

The phantoms behind him grew farther and farther away, fading into the thick fog.

The same applies to Yin Xue.

Those heroes, soldiers, and civilians who died by her hand...

The number was several times greater than the number Lin Mo had killed.

They surrounded her, screaming and demanding to know why she had massacred the city, why she had killed people, and why she wanted to be a demon king.

Yin Xue simply rolled his eyes.

"It's so noisy."

The phantoms were stunned.

"To be killed by me is your honor! You want me to repent? Go eat shit!"

The phantoms fell silent.

Then her words made me even angrier.

Yin Xue ignored them and continued climbing.

……

at the foot of the mountain.

A group of figures emerged from the mist.

El Starsong looked up at the towering, pitch-black mountain, his brow furrowed.

"Is this the place?"

The elf beside him nodded: "According to the rumors circulating over the past few years, the Silent Mountains are in this direction. It should be correct."

El sighed.

Before they could even enter the great tomb, the man in black robes beat them to it.

Now, all we can do is try our luck at this place that supposedly has a sunset stone.

Just as he was about to start climbing the mountain, a commotion suddenly came from behind him.

"Make way! Make way! Everyone make way!"

A group of men caught up from behind, looking very aggressive.

The leader was an old man, wearing the deep blue robes unique to the Holy Kingdom of the Tower, with white hair and beard, but his eyes were surprisingly bright.

He looked at the Silent Mountains, his eyes filled with greed and fanaticism.

"This is it...this is it..."

He murmured, his voice trembling.

He was followed by a group of young warriors, who all fawned over him.

"Lord Hood, you're sure you'll find the Twilight Stone this time!"

"You found a clue last time, you'll definitely succeed this time!"

"Once you find the Twilight Stone and become a demigod, don't forget to help us out!"

……

The old man's name was Hu De. He stroked his beard and nodded with feigned modesty.

"Yes, last time I got stuck halfway up the mountain. After returning, I prayed fervently for a year. This time, I'm definitely going to reach the summit!"

He looked up at the mountain, his eyes filled with determination.

"The Twilight Stone must belong to me!"

El looked at the group of people, and his lips twitched.

He recognized the old man.

A renowned adventurer from the Holy Kingdom of High Towers, level 70, specializing in searching for treasures in various secret realms.

In the previous Glory Trial Tournament, he was the first to discover the clue that the Silent Mountains might contain the Twilight Stone.

It seems he made a lot of preparations beforehand this time.

"Walk!"

Hu De waved his hand.

"Mountain climbing!"

The group surged up the mountain in a grand procession.

El watched their retreating figures, then turned to look behind him, where many more people were arriving.

He was silent for a moment.

Then he started walking up the mountain.

The news of the existence of the Twilight Stone here did not spread on the mainland, and it was not even confirmed.

But since it concerns the Twilight Stone, we have to give it a try no matter what.