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

Outside the secret realm, one by one, the participants left.

Lin Mo's news spread again, shaking the entire continent.

The news spread like wildfire to every corner.

The Holy Ancient Empire was almost destroyed.

Fifty thousand nobles perished overnight.

Even the descent of three demigods from the divine realm couldn't stop that black-robed madman.

He escaped into the Glory Realm and will emerge in two days.

Two days later.

That will be the real showdown.

All eyes of the major powers turned to the Holy Ancient Empire.

……

Elf race.

At the edge of the Tree Realm Plaza, one teleportation array after another lit up.

Those were the elite troops of the elves.

The Silver Moon Guard consists of members who are all level 70 or above. They wear light silver armor, carry thin swords at their waists, and move in perfect unison.

They made no fuss, no noise, but silently walked into the teleportation array and disappeared in the light.

The Elf King stood on the high platform, watching this scene with a faint smile on his lips.

"Go and see, see just how far that person can go."

……

Dwarves.

The gates of the Blackstone Tribe burst open with a roar.

A group of dwarven warriors strode out, carrying warhammers.

Leading the group was Kuangshan, whose rugged face was full of excitement.

"Hurry up! Don't dawdle!"

He waved his hand, his voice so loud it shook the city walls.

"Go help our benefactor beat up a demigod! If we don't join in this fun, we've wasted our lives!"

The dwarves behind him responded with a roar, their warhammers clanging loudly.

……

Lizardmen tribe.

Several lizardmen huddled together, licking their eyes with their long, thin tongues and whispering amongst themselves.

"Shall we go take a look?"

"Let's go take a look."

"What if he wins?"

"Then let's kneel down faster."

"What if we lose?"

"Then we'll kneel before the demigod."

That makes sense.

Several figures disappeared into the desert.

……

The Holy Kingdom of the Tower.

Deep within the palace, the king sat on his throne, holding a piece of intelligence in his hand.

"Lin Mo..."

He murmured the name and remained silent for a long time.

Then he waved.

"Send someone with the projection crystal to watch from a distance, and don't let them get close."

"Yes."

……

There are also various forces, large and small, such as adventurer guilds, mercenary groups, merchant guilds, and even a few assassin organizations hidden in the shadows.

They are all moving.

They are all moving in the same direction.

The Holy Ancient Empire.

imperial capital.

arena.

That place that is about to become the site of the decisive battle.

……

Named Beicheng.

The small square in the center of the city was packed with people.

A large crowd of people gathered in front of the simple stone statue.

They were dressed in simple clothes, with fanatical expressions on their faces, raising their hands and shouting along with the girl at the front.

"Long live the Black-Robed Lord!"

"The Black-Robed Lord will surely prevail!"

"Kill those three false gods!"

……

Shi Qin stood at the very front, her face flushed red, her voice already a little hoarse, but she was still shouting.

The crowd behind her shouted along with her, the shouts rising higher and higher.

Those people who were once oppressed, those ordinary people who were once ravaged by demons, those believers who regarded Lin Mo as a god...

They are all gathered here now, expressing their support in the simplest way.

Shi Hu squeezed through the crowd and whispered in Shi Qin's ear.

"The teleportation array is ready. It's in the old mill in the east of the city. It can teleport fifty people at a time. We can teleport everyone to the city closest to the Holy Ancient Empire first."

Shi Qin turned her head and looked at him.

"Is it too late?"

Shi Hu nodded.

"We should be able to make it."

Shi Qin remained silent for a moment.

Then she turned back, faced the crowd, and raised her hand high.

"Set off!"

The crowd erupted in deafening cheers.

……

A secret realm.

The Silent Mountains.

On the platform atop the mountain, three behemoths slowly knelt down.

Their massive bodies lay prostrate on the ground, their heads bowed, as if in worship.

With its strong front paws outstretched, it carefully placed the object it was carrying in front of Lin Mo.

That was a female demon.

The banshee was also kneeling, her hands raised high, cradling a still-beating heart in her palms.

The heart was the size of an adult's head, completely black, and covered with grotesque blood vessels.

With each heartbeat, a dark red light seeped from its veins, exuding a strong aura of death.

The essence of the level 80 Abomination Butcher.

The succubus raised her head, looked at Lin Mo, and smiled as if she were seeking praise.

"My lord, mission accomplished."

Lin Mo nodded.

He reached out and took the heart.

The moment I touched it, a chilling aura surged into my body through my palm.

That aura was filled with resentment and murderous intent.

I loathe the butcher's dying struggles and the wails of the countless souls he devoured.

He clutched his heart.

Close your eyes.

A surge of spiritual energy enveloped the heart.

Refining begins.

As before, that violent force tried to resist and overwhelm his consciousness.

The level 80 Beastmaster's counterattack was quite powerful.

But this time, Lin Mo felt no pressure.

The law of slaughter operated within him. As soon as the resentment and killing intent surged in, they were crushed by the law and transformed into pure energy.

The black sword trembled slightly.

Black chains surged from the sword and pierced the heart.

As before, it started intervening again.

But this time, Lin Mo sensed something was different.

The chains were no longer just brutally torn and altered, but instead wrapped around the heart, slowly tightening, as if... communicating?

No, it's about conquest.

It is using one's own will to force this heart to submit.

My heart was pounding, trying to break free.

But the chains tightened and tightened, eventually wrapping it completely into a black cocoon.

Then--

boom.

The cocoon broke.

A massive influx of information flooded into Lin Mo's mind.

The name and effect of the new skill slowly appeared on the attribute panel:

【Frenzied Sacrifice】: Sacrifice flesh and soul to summon hellfire to burn yourself. While the hellfire is burning, you are immune to all control skills and resist the restrictions of the laws of nature. The strength and duration of the effect depend on what is sacrificed.

Lin Mo opened his eyes.

He stared at the words and remained silent for a moment.

Immune control.

The law of resistance.

These are the skills after the Black Sword was modified.

Black Sword also understood what Lin Mo needed most right now.

Just then, a sense of rejection surged in from all directions.

That was the will of the secret realm... it was trying to drive Lin Mo out.

Two days later, we arrived.

Lin Mo stood up.

He looked down at himself.

His black robe was tattered and torn, and his body was covered in wounds and bloodstains.

But those eyes shone brighter than ever before.

He gripped the black sword tightly, slowly raised his head, and looked at the distant sky.

That is the exit of the secret realm.

There, three demigods were waiting for him.