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

Two live-streaming screens still hung high in the sky.

A screen projects a view of the ivory tower conference room.

A piece of evidence, played on a loop, showed the Vatican conducting forbidden experiments on infants, with the Pope personally issuing orders, and human lords vying to offer their babies as tribute.

Everyone had a look at that unique papal mark.

The believers who were deceiving themselves and desperately defending the Vatican just a moment ago could no longer find any excuses at this moment.

A thousand-year-old faith collapsed in an instant.

What followed was an extreme surge of suppressed anger.

The first to completely spiral out of control was the Holy Kingdom of the Tower.

White Tower City, one of the capitals of the Holy Kingdom of High Towers, is the second most important religious center after New Tower City, but now it has been completely turned into a sea of ​​riots.

An elderly woman, over seventy years old, watched the scenes unfolding on the screen, her withered fingers tightly gripping the silver holy emblem she had worn for fifty years on her chest.

He then ripped it off and slammed it to the ground, stomping on it wildly with his feet wrapped in rags.

"Liars! You devils cloaked in holy light! I believed you my whole life! I donated all my savings to you! And what have you done?!"

Her scream was like a signal, instantly igniting the entire street.

A burly blacksmith nearby grabbed his heavy hammer and roared as he charged toward the magnificent church door on the street.

However, they were stopped by a group of Crusader soldiers.

But he still shouted loudly to the people behind him.

"Why are you stopping me! Can't you see? Those people in that church are all demons!"

Hearing his words, more and more people flocked over.

Even if these Royal Crusaders had done the dirtiest things in private, they didn't dare to take direct action at this moment.

"The statue at the entrance was donated by me! Smash it!"

"They're utterly beasts! Worse than beasts! Bah!"

……

If this is the case here, the situation in other smaller towns can only be worse.

Crowds flooded into churches everywhere.

The stained glass was smashed to pieces by stones, and the sacred angel statue was overturned and shattered into countless fragments.

The altar was overturned, and the sacred scriptures symbolizing holiness were thrown into the mud and water, where they were trampled underfoot by millions of feet.

The once sacred place, where people dared not speak loudly, was reduced to a scene of devastation in just fifteen minutes.

On the streets, countless believers took off their white robes, tore them into pieces, and threw them on the ground.

Some people still couldn't believe it, rubbing the holy emblem and muttering to themselves.

"No... I don't believe it... This must be fake!"

"Fake my ass! I've suspected it since my daughter disappeared ten years ago!"

"Everyone, calm down. Let me say something fair... Holy crap! Why did you hit me?!"

……

In an instant, all the people of the entire Holy Kingdom of Towers, from the capital city to the border towns, were mobilized.

In other parts of the mainland, anger is burning just as fiercely.

At the edge of the Elf Forest, countless elves gripped their longbows, their emerald eyes filled with murderous intent.

"How dare they covet an elven infant! These despicable humans! The elves will remember this grudge!"

"The Vatican must perish! All those involved in the experiments must pay the price!"

Inside the dwarven fortress, the sound of hammers striking anvils was deafening.

"These despicable charlatans! I've had my hated them for ages! This time, they must be overthrown!"

The dwarves responded in unison, their voices powerful and resonant, causing the fortress to tremble slightly.

The vampire castle, the orc plains, the goblin caves... all intelligent races were in an uproar.

……

Within the human empire, the atmosphere was even more chaotic.

The people, who had once been debating whether Lin Mo was a wise ruler or a demon, have now completely united in their stance.

They looked up at the light screen in the sky, bowed deeply to Lin Mo's figure, and spoke in unison and loudly.

"Your Majesty is wise!"

"His Majesty has long seen through the corruption of the Papacy! We were foolish and wronged His Majesty!"

"Your Majesty is a hero who rid the people of evil! He is the hope of the continent!"

……

Along the street, the ministers who had previously complained privately about Lin Mo's impetuousness and lack of consultation were now blushing with shame.

"It turns out His Majesty had planned everything all along; I was naive."

"Actually, I think we still need to discuss this with us, after all..."

"Heh, to put it bluntly, do you think you're worthy? Forget the real Emperor, has even the one in the palace consulted with us?"

……

The ministers fell silent; upon reflection, it was indeed true.

His Majesty doesn't even consult on trivial matters; once he's made a decision, it's immediately implemented without any room for discussion.

A sense of frustration immediately arose in these people.

I have failed miserably in my role as an official.

……

Inside the conference room, there was an eerie silence.

Saint Zefa sat on the throne, his voice filled with shock.

"The Pope actually did this behind my back? I, the King of the Tower, have been nothing but a figurehead from the very beginning!"

The Elf King Aize opened his eyes, his emerald green pupils chillingly cold.

"Harming the young and desecrating life, the Holy See is making an enemy of all living beings on the continent."

The dwarf king Ironheart gripped his battle axe tightly and slammed it onto the corner of the table.

"Those beasts in white robes, I really want to chop them to pieces right now!"

The others also spoke up to express their opinions.

Lin Mo ignored this and simply dragged the muddy Zhi Yun back to the center of the hall.

The two occupied the light screen in the live broadcast conference room.

Zhiyun's eyes were vacant, his pupils unfocused, like a soulless shell. He stood motionless, not uttering a single word.

"Cough cough."

Lin Mo coughed lightly.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was transmitted across the entire continent through the live broadcast screen.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked up at Lin Mo.

Lin Mo looked down at Zhi Yun, who was lying there like a dead dog.

"You helped the Pope keep the truth hidden your whole life, harmed countless infants, colluded with the lord to frame me, thinking you could hide in the shadows forever."

Zhiyun remained frozen, her eyes lifeless, her entire defenses completely broken, leaving her numb.

Lin Mo raised his hand, and the black sword was drawn from its sheath with a whoosh.

The jet-black blade reflected no light, yet exuded a chilling aura that sent shivers down one's spine.

The light screen of the live broadcast in the sky was clearly reflected on the sword.

Everyone held their breath.

Saint Zephat's lips twitched; he couldn't believe that one of the church's four major bishops was about to die before his eyes.

The Elf King Aize watched silently, his expression solemn and devoid of any pity.

The dwarf king, Ironheart, clenched his fist and muttered a single word: "Serves you right!"

Lin Mo's voice was calm, steady, and clear. Through the live broadcast crystal, every word was transmitted to every corner of the mainland and reached the ears of everyone.

"Zhiyun, the Archbishop of the High Tower Church, the strongest illusionist on the continent, led the forbidden infant experiments, harming infants of various races. His crimes are obvious, the evidence is irrefutable and irrefutable."

Lin Mo paused at this point.

"Today, I, Lin Mo, in the name of the Human Empire, hereby publicly execute him."