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

Chapter 213 The True Demigod

The three demigods' expressions changed drastically.

The burly man in black instinctively took a half step back, which aggravated his wound, causing him to grimace in pain.

The gray-robed old man's eyes widened, and his usually composed face finally showed shock: "He...he's coming again?"

The old woman's smile froze completely.

She looked at Lin Mo, at the arm she had just healed and was now about to be severed, her lips trembling, unable to utter a single word.

"A madman...a madman!"

She screamed.

"You're courting death! If you lose this arm too, even I can't—"

Lin Mo ignored her.

He just looked at the arm, a smile playing on his lips.

Outside the city, everyone held their breath.

The dwarves stood there blankly, and Kuangshan made gurgling sounds in his throat, but he didn't know what to say.

The elf recorder's hand had been frozen in mid-air for too long and was now trembling.

"This... he wants to break it off again?"

The people of Mingbei City knelt on the ground.

Some people stared intently, their eyes wide open.

Some people were muttering something under their breath, it was unclear whether they were praying or crying out.

The entire world was deathly silent.

The only sound was the crackling of hellfire about to go out.

Lin Mo raised the black sword.

The blade is aimed at the left arm.

then……

That's enough.

A voice suddenly came.

The voice was not loud, and even somewhat weak, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.

It sounded as if it came from a very distant place, or as if it were whispering in my ear.

Lin Mo was stunned.

His hand froze in mid-air.

That sound...

He turned his head sharply and looked in the direction of the Imperial Iron Prison.

There, a figure was slowly walking towards them.

No, it wasn't just one person.

There are two.

The one walking in front was dressed in tattered fine clothes, his posture stiff and his steps mechanical.

It is Li Yiguang's body.

It was Otmu, who was left near the Imperial Iron Prison, who controlled it.

The little wooden puppet beast king was sitting on Li Yiguang's shoulder, its wooden face full of fatigue.

Seeing Lin Mo's gaze, he grinned and waved his little paw.

Behind Li Yiguang, there was a person on his back.

The man was thin, and his prison clothes were tattered, revealing crisscrossing wounds underneath.

Some were still bleeding, while others had already scabbed over; the dense clusters were a shocking sight.

But his back was very straight.

He held a knife in his hand.

The knife was rusty, the blade was full of chips, and the strips of cloth wrapped around the handle had long since rotted.

Zhou Yue!

He actually got out of the Imperial Iron Prison!?

He was carried on someone's back, walking step by step.

Walk past the broken city walls.

I walked past corpses scattered all over the ground.

Because of Li Yiguang, the puppet, the soldiers also stopped what they were doing.

They looked at each other in bewilderment, and in the end could only watch him enter the city and arrive at the arena.

Zhou Yue's gaze first fell on the black-robed figure in mid-air.

Looking at the still-bleeding severed arm, looking at the burning hellfire.

Then she smiled slightly.

The smile was faint and gentle.

There was relief, but also heartache.

There was also a hint of pride that comes from an elder looking at a younger generation.

"Well done."

Zhou Yue spoke, but his voice was still weak.

Lying half-dead on the ground, Hunter Axe struggled to lift his head upon hearing footsteps.

When he saw that face clearly, tears instantly welled up in those eyes.

"Zhou...Zhou Yue..."

His voice was so hoarse that it was almost inaudible.

Zhou Yue gently patted Li Yiguang on the shoulder.

Otmu understood and manipulated the puppet to slowly squat down and put Zhou Yue down.

Zhou Yue knelt on one knee, reached out, and gently patted Hunter Axe's shoulder.

The movement was very light, as if brushing off years of dust.

"You've worked hard, old buddy."

His voice was very gentle.

Tears welled up in Hunter's Axe's eyes.

He tried to say something; his lips moved, but no sound came out.

All I could do was nod, nod, and nod some more.

Zhou Yue stood up and looked up at Lin Mo.

Lin Mo looked at him, her brows furrowed.

"What happened? Wasn't that knife lost?"

His voice was hoarse from the recent battle.

Upon hearing Lin Mo's question, Aotemu quickly jumped off Li Yiguang's back.

He explained, "Boss, Hunter Axe told me to wait at the gate of the Imperial Iron Prison, saying you would definitely get this knife back. Just now, a chimpanzee found the knife somewhere and brought it to the prison gate."

Lin Mo was taken aback.

chimpanzee?

Where did this chimpanzee come from?

Lin Mo suddenly remembered something.

Daming, who was sent by the Holy Ancient Empire to guard the Imperial Iron Prison.

Its mother was a silent gorilla.

The gorilla being dragged around like a slave by his own son.

He remembered that she finally broke free of her chains and ran into the forest.

She glanced back at him before leaving.

It was her...

Lin Mo opened his mouth as if to say something.

But they were interrupted by the three demigods.

The burly man in black was the first to speak, his voice full of disdain:

"Where did this piece of trash come from? Daring to embarrass himself looking like that?"

The old man in the gray robe sized up Zhou Yue, his brows furrowing slightly.

"Judging from your appearance, you're already seriously injured, aren't you? Get out of here immediately; we don't want to harm the innocent."

The old woman snorted coldly and didn't say anything, but her eyes were full of contempt.

What can a cripple who crawled out of prison do?

Zhou Yue ignored them.

He just stood there, looking down at the knife in his hand.

The knife was rusty and dull, no different from any scrap metal picked up by the roadside.

He gently gripped the knife handle.

Raise your head.

Then--

He smiled.

That smile was different from the one he had given Lin Mo, and also different from the one he had given Hunter's Axe.

It was a very faint smile, so faint that it was almost invisible, but suddenly something new appeared in those eyes.

It was an 80-year wait.

It was 80 years of silence.

It is 80 years of resentment and anger.

At this moment, everything comes together.

His hand clenched tightly!

boom--!!!

An extremely terrifying energy exploded from that broken sword!

That energy was like a volcano that had been dormant for thousands of years suddenly erupting, like a raging tide that had been suppressed for 80 years finally breaking through its dam!

The rust peeled off in an instant, and the nick on the blade healed in a flash.

To everyone's astonishment, the broken knife was restored to its original state!

The blade is long and slender, gleaming with a cold, sharp light.

The blade was so sharp it seemed capable of cutting through anything.

It sat quietly in Zhou Yue's hand, exactly the same as it had been thirty years ago.

Then--

A burst of sword energy shot into the sky!

That sword energy was extremely sharp and pure, like the first ray of light when the world was created!

It slashed straight up into the sky, striking at the gravity laws that enveloped the entire imperial capital!

boom!!!

A loud bang!

The gravity law that the gray-robed elder had laid down, covering the entire capital, shattered instantly before that blade of energy, as if it were made of paper!

The gray-robed old man's expression changed drastically, and he spat out a mouthful of blood!

But nobody was watching him.

All eyes were on Zhou Yue.

Because from his body, there were muffled sounds coming one after another.

boom!

First word.

It looks like something broke.

Zhou Yue's aura suddenly surged!

boom!

Second tone.

The aura surged once again!

boom!boom!boom! ...