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

Lin Mo arrived at the city gate and looked at the name of the city, "New Tower City".

It was nearly midnight, but there were still many merchants walking around the city gate.

A patrolling soldier spotted Lin Mo and frowned as he approached: "Outsider! Show us your letter of introduction and hand over your spatial ring for inspection."

Lin Mo looked at the soldier but didn't say anything. He simply raised his hand and gently pressed it down towards the night sky.

The soldier was stunned. Before he could react, he heard a loud whooshing sound from above.

He subconsciously looked up, and his pupils immediately contracted.

A giant golden dragon descended from the sky.

The speed was beyond his comprehension; in the blink of an eye, he was caught by the golden dragon's giant claws.

"Enemy... Enemy attack!"

The other soldiers also witnessed this scene and immediately shouted out.

The golden dragons no longer concealed their presence, unleashing their overwhelming dragon might.

With a swift slash of its wings, Akin, the leader of the group, unleashed a golden dragon claw that slammed down with overwhelming force onto the Holy Light Tower atop the city wall.

Those defensive towers engraved with sacred runes crumbled and shattered instantly under the dragon's claws, like paper.

Fragments of holy light scattered across the sky, turning into streaks of light that dissipated into the night.

The other golden dragons also made their moves, unleashing bursts of blazing golden dragon breath.

Wherever it passed, the holy light barrier rippled.

The barrier, which had been as bright as day, dimmed rapidly, and its surface became covered with spiderweb-like cracks.

The air raid sirens wailed in the capital, and the Vatican's bells rang wildly.

The sounds of bells, dragon roars, alarms, soldiers' screams, and civilians' cries rang out simultaneously.

The once orderly and heavily guarded New Tower City was instantly thrown into chaos.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Lin Mo flashed through the city wall defenses like a ghost.

When he reappeared, he was already in front of the cathedral in the center of New Tower City.

The cathedral soars into the clouds.

On the doorway built of pure white stone, there are more than a dozen majestic busts.

Their faces are all different, yet they all carry an indifference that looks down upon all living beings.

Yin Xue landed beside Lin Mo, glanced at the statue, and spoke in a flat tone.

"These are the successive popes of the Holy Tower Kingdom. Although they belong to different periods, they are all demigod-level powerhouses. On this continent, only they can participate in racial decision-making as demigods and claim to be messengers of the gods."

"The Demigod Pope".

Lin Mo raised an eyebrow slightly, his fingertips stroking the hilt of the black sword, his aura slightly condensed.

Don't worry.

Yin Xue shrugged, sniffed lightly, and a hint of relief flashed in his eyes.

"I didn't smell that old man's stench. He's probably taken people to Holy Land Village for the Holy Judgment Conference. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been so easy for us to infiltrate."

Lin Mo breathed a sigh of relief. The battle with Tashuk was not easy, and it would only be more difficult if it were the Pope.

Thinking this, he pushed open the heavy church door. The hall was empty and silent, without a single person in sight.

The dome is extremely high, and sunlight shines through the stained glass, making the altar appear sacred.

This place is larger than the churches of the Holy Roman Empire, and its layout is more complex.

But since Yin Xue was there, she could accurately sense the location of the soul fragments.

Following Yin Xue's guidance, Lin Mo walked through the corridor and soon arrived at a hidden spiral stone staircase.

The stone steps were dark and deep, winding downwards, leading straight down into the depths of the earth.

"My core soul fragment is at the very bottom."

Yin Xue's tone became more serious.

Lin Mo nodded, and without further hesitation, leaped directly down the stone steps.

……

boom!

A dull thud echoed as the ground sank into the dim, spacious underground space, illuminated only by a few eerie blue soul lamps flickering in the light.

Before Lin Mo could get a clear look at his surroundings, a sharp shout suddenly rang out.

"Who?! How dare you trespass into the forbidden territory of the Holy See!"

Lin Mo looked up and saw four priests dressed in white robes with gold trim sitting around a giant obsidian coffin.

The stone coffin was covered with intricate sacred runes, and the central array eye shone brightly.

Lin Mo ignored the priest's question and looked directly at Yin Xue: "The fragments are in the sarcophagus?"

Yin Xue nodded emphatically.

"That's right! There are indeed fragments of my soul inside that stone coffin, and they're quite large. As for this formation... how come I don't even recognize it?"

Although Lin Mo didn't know Yin Xue's specific race or past life, he knew she was definitely a master of formations.

Moreover, they are among the top talents on the entire continent.

Otherwise, it would have been impossible to easily draw the array connecting the Earth.

The formation before them was unfamiliar even to Yin Xue, clearly indicating it was no ordinary formation.

Before he could think it through, the white-haired pastor at the head of the group rushed forward angrily, his face ashen.

"How dare you! This is a forbidden area personally designated by the Pope; how dare you lowly trespass!"

As he spoke, he reached out, intending to roughly shove Lin Mo and drive him out.

But before his hand could even touch Lin Mo's clothes, Lin Mo had already raised his hand and precisely grabbed his wrist.

"Want to make a move?"

The white-haired pastor snorted coldly, his eyes full of disdain.

"We are all level 90 or higher priests of the Holy See, wielding the power of Holy Light. You are not someone a lowly nobody who just barged in can contend with. I advise you..."

Click—!

"what!"

The crisp sound of bones cracking instantly interrupted his wild words.

Lin Mo exerted a slight force on his wrist, and the priest's entire arm twisted at an eerie angle.

His bones were broken, and the excruciating pain made his face turn deathly pale instantly. He couldn't scream out, and his whole body trembled violently.

The other three priests were instantly shocked and quickly stood up. Holy light surged around them as they drew their holy staffs and assumed fighting stances.

Lin Mo released the priest with the severed hand and drew his black sword.

The sword hummed, and a dark aura of soul energy instantly filled the ground, exuding a chilling killing intent.

Just as he was about to swing his sword and clear the area.

"Waaaaah~ Waaaaah~"

A clear, tender cry of a newborn baby suddenly came from the obsidian coffin engraved with sacred symbols.

The cries were faint, yet they pierced the deathly silence of the earth with clarity.

This space felt particularly eerie.

Everyone was stunned.

The priests froze, their hands still holding their staffs, their anger and wariness replaced by astonishment.

Yin Xue's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief: "How could there be a baby in the stone coffin?"

Lin Mo paused slightly in his grip on the black sword, his gaze fixed on the mysterious stone coffin, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Within the forbidden grounds of the Holy Kingdom of the Tower, lies an underground teleportation array, fragments of a core soul, and a stone coffin containing an infant…

All of this was far more bizarre than he had imagined.

The white-haired priest with the severed hand clutched his arm, his face deathly pale, but upon hearing the crying, his eyes flashed with extreme terror and panic, and he roared.

"Stop him! We absolutely cannot let him get near the sarcophagus!"

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Mo casually swung his black sword across his neck, instantly killing him.

The other three pastors had only just come to their senses.

Before they could even make a move, three sword lights appeared in front of them.

Lin Mo's killing domain had already been activated.

puff!

puff!

puff!

With a single move, four priests died simultaneously, their blood splattering everywhere.

Lin Mo sheathed his sword and strode straight to the obsidian coffin.

The cries of the infant grew clearer and more piercing underground.