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

The battlefield has turned into a vast, white graveyard.

The dense fog in Zelian was no ordinary fog.

It surged up from beneath the city walls, like a living thing, carrying a damp, rotten, and nauseating stench.

It swallowed up the streets, swallowed up the houses, swallowed up everything in sight.

A person in the fog cannot see anything more than three steps away.

Occasionally, an arrow would emerge from the mist, taking a life.

Horn stood atop the inner city walls, his face ashen.

He couldn't see the outer city, but he could hear screams, the clash of weapons, and the shouts of the soldiers of the Holy Tower Kingdom.

He sent out three groups of soldiers, but they all disappeared into the fog without a word coming back.

"General!"

The adjutant ran up the steps, covered in blood, with an arrow stuck in his left arm.

"The outer city... the outer city can't be held! The fog in Zelian is getting thicker and thicker, our soldiers can't see the enemy at all, but they... are unaffected."

Horn did not answer.

His fingernails were embedded in the cracks of the city wall.

"What about those heroes?"

He asked, his voice hoarse.

Warriors are also an important combat resource, and their divine revelation can play a significant role at crucial moments.

However, the adjutant's lips moved, and his expression was as if he had swallowed a fly.

"They... ran away."

They didn't run away.

They betrayed us.

When the battle first began, the summoned heroes were at the forefront.

But after they rushed into the fog, they disappeared.

Only the sound of conversation could be heard coming from behind the fog.

"Don't kill me! I surrender! I'll join you!"

"That's right! We don't want to follow that devil!"

"I've heard that the air in the Holy Kingdom of the Tower is sweet. Please let us join you, please!"

……

Immediately following was the laughter of the soldiers of the Holy Kingdom of the Tower, which came through the fog.

Of course, there were also brave warriors who fought valiantly.

But it also suffered repeated defeats.

Horn gazed at the outer city shrouded in thick fog, and finally gritted his teeth, ordering, "Everyone retreat to the inner city! Resist the attack!"

……

As Horn's orders were issued.

The soldiers of the Hundred-Day Fortress began to fight and retreat.

Su Lin was among them, but she did not choose to defect.

"Why don't we..."

One of the teammates murmured as he watched his brave teammate rushing into the depths of the fog.

Su Lin didn't speak, but Chen Bo spoke first: "What the hell are you thinking? Lin Mo will come sooner or later. You have no idea how strong he is."

Yang Wei sneered, "When Lin Mo comes back, all these bastards will be dead. Defecting now is too short-sighted."

Many people believe that Lin Mo's story is largely fabricated.

But they truly believed it.

As the inner city walls were about to be reached, Su Lin opened her mouth as if to say something.

Just then, a voice came from behind.

"Why are you invading our city!?"

That was a little girl's voice.

Su Lin recognized the voice.

She's the daughter of the blacksmith in the outer city; just a few days ago, I was pestering her to tell me stories of heroes.

Although her voice trembled with anger, only laughter came from the Holy Kingdom of the Tower.

Su Lin gritted her teeth: "You guys go first."

After saying that, he turned around and ran towards the little girl.

Where are you going?!

"return!"

Chen Bo and Yang Wei tried to call out to Su Lin, but she had already run into the thick fog.

Su Lin ran a few dozen steps.

A figure gradually appeared in front of me.

A little girl, about 1 meter tall, stood with her back to Su Lin, holding a wooden sword in her hand.

The wooden sword was exactly the same style as the black sword at that person's waist.

She was now facing dozens of heavily armored soldiers from the Holy Kingdom of Towers.

"Rita! What are you doing here all alone! Come with me!"

Su Lin quickly stepped forward and took Rita's hand.

However, Rita was very resistant.

Su Lin turned around, her heart skipped a beat.

At this moment, Rita's face was covered in tears, and she had a fist-sized wound on her forehead.

She looked at Su Lin and said, "These bastards killed my mom and dad! I want revenge!"

Su Lin felt a pang of pain in her heart, but she couldn't say a word.

Just then, the little hand slipped from her palm.

"Rita..."

Su Lin's voice choked up.

Rita didn't look at her.

He turned around, facing the silver-armored soldiers again, and raised the wooden sword.

The tip of the sword trembled, but she did not put it down.

There was a moment of silence on the side of the Holy Kingdom of the Tower, then a burst of laughter erupted.

"Hahaha...did you hear that? Revenge?"

"This little brat has been brainwashed by the devil."

"Look at the style of that sword, it looks quite similar to that demon's. Could she be his illegitimate daughter?"

The laughter grew even louder.

Rita's face flushed red, and her lips turned white.

She raised her wooden sword even higher, her whole body trembling, but she did not back down an inch.

"Shut up."

A deep voice came from behind.

The soldiers automatically made way for an officer wearing a dark blue cloak.

His armor shone brighter than the others, with the emblem of the Holy Kingdom of the Tower engraved on his breastplate, and a longsword hanging at his waist.

It was Zelian.

Zelian looked at Su Lin and Rita with a blank expression, as if he were looking at two rocks blocking his way.

"Get out of the way, we're not here to kill children."

Neither Su Lin nor Little Rita moved.

Zelian frowned, his tone becoming increasingly impatient: "We're just here to demand an explanation. Your city lord killed our messenger, according to the agreement between our two countries..."

"fraud!"

Rita's voice was as sharp as a knife.

"You killed my mom and dad! They were just across the street! I saw it with my own eyes!"

Zelian paused in his words.

He thought for a moment, then spoke calmly.

"War always results in casualties."

"You've come to invade!"

Rita's voice trembled, but not a single word was unclear.

"You emerged from the fog and killed everyone you saw! My father did nothing, he was just a blacksmith! My mother sold bread! They..."

"That's enough!"

Zelian sternly interrupted Little Rita.

"What do you know, you little kid? If you have someone to blame, blame your devilish emperor."

"You're talking nonsense!"

Rita raised her wooden sword and was about to charge.

Su Lin grabbed her arm.

Seeing this, Zelian laughed: "Looks like he's been brainwashed by that devil."

Then he ordered the soldiers behind him, "Kill them, they are now part of the Demon King's army."

The soldiers grinned; some were already nocking arrows.

Su Lin gripped the dagger tightly, preparing for a final act of resistance.

However, at that moment, the soldiers suddenly stopped.

Their pupils contracted as they looked behind Su Lin.

Su Lin was taken aback and turned her head to look, only to see that the fog behind her was still thick.

However, a series of footsteps could be heard coming from inside.

step... step... step...

Getting closer.

Gradually, a figure slowly walked out from within.

Black robe.

Black sword.

His pace was neither too fast nor too slow, each step steady, as if he were stepping on everyone's heartbeat.

Upon seeing this figure, Su Lin felt a surge of inexplicable security.

"Forest……"

Before she could finish speaking, Lin Mo had already squatted down.

He reached out and grasped Little Rita's wooden sword: "You want to be the Demon King too?"

At this moment, little Rita's tears flowed uncontrollably: "Your Majesty! You've finally come!"