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

As soon as he finished speaking, a black phantom slowly floated in the crystal at the tip of the black dragon spear in Hong Lü's hand.

Gradually, it solidified into a blurry human figure, with its arms crossed over its chest, looking at Lin Mo with great interest.

Lin Mo frowned slightly, sensing from this phantom that its strength was no weaker than that of the Mermaid King Tashuk.

This guy is also a demigod.

At this moment, Yin Xue flew up from Lin Mo's shoulder, stared at the black phantom that floated out from the tip of the spear for a moment, and a hint of surprise flashed in his scarlet eyes.

"I remember this guy was the previous Dragon God of the Dragon Clan, and also the 13th Demon Lord, named Alduin."

Upon hearing this, all the elders bowed their heads in respect for Alduin.

Lin Mo raised an eyebrow, surprised by Auduin's identity.

"So the dragon race also rose to power thanks to the Demon King."

Yin Xue shook his head, his expression becoming subtle.

"At the time, the dragons did not recognize him. Although Alduin was born into the dragon race, his status in the race was average, he had no say, and his relationship with his fellow dragons was not good. It is said that once he got drunk and had an indescribable affair with a female ground squirrel lizard, which led to the creation of the lizard race. When the dragon king found out about this, he expelled him from the dragon race. He was able to become the Demon King after being expelled, and he fought his way up from there. In a way, he was quite a figure, but his starting point was really too low."

Lin Mo's lips twitched slightly.

Having lived for so many years, he considered himself to have seen his fair share of outrageous things, but the phrase "having an indescribable story with a female lizard" still caused his brain to briefly freeze for a moment.

"Is that so?"

Mianmian, who was perched on his shoulder, woke up at some point. Her eight short legs straightened up, her two big, dark eyes widened, and her ears stood up straight.

After transforming, her hearing became better than before, but her comprehension clearly hadn't caught up. She tilted her head and let out a confused "Ugh?"

It's probably asking: What is a female hamster lizard? Is it tasty?

The Golden Dragon Elders, who filled the hall, reacted even more directly.

The group of people who had just been beaten to a pulp by Lin Mo now perked up their ears, their expressions shifting from fear to gossip.

After all, fear is nothing compared to gossip.

"A female gouty lizard? Really?"

"How would I know? That happened thousands of years ago."

"However, it seems that there was indeed a period when the Dragon Clan forbade inquiring about the origins of the Lizard Clan."

……

Seeing that everyone was getting more and more into the conversation, they were just short of grabbing a handful of sunflower seeds.

A roar suddenly rang out, abruptly pulling everyone out of their gossip.

"Shut up!"

Alduin's phantom trembled violently, and a hint of exasperation could be seen on its blurry face.

The voice was no longer the low and arrogant tone it had been before, but had risen several notes, with a slight crack at the end.

He gritted his teeth and said, enunciating each word clearly, "Don't bring up those old stories!"

Yin Xue shrank back half an inch behind Lin Mo's neck after being yelled at, but the expression on his face was not one of fear at all. Instead, it was the kind of annoying look that said, "The more anxious you are, the more I want to talk."

However, she didn't have a chance to continue, because before she could speak, Alduin's phantom had already turned into a black light and entered Hong Lu's brow.

Hong Lü's whole body trembled violently, his head tilted back, and his pupils were completely swallowed by the dark gold.

The features on that old face rearranged under the influence of some force, transforming into a sneer ten times more arrogant than before.

"Death in the arena!"

Auduin raised Honglu's right hand and clenched his fist in mid-air.

A jet-black energy exploded from Hong Lü's palm, sweeping outwards in all directions from the two of them, so fast that even the air was stained with ink.

The moment the energy touched the edge of the hall, it suddenly rolled upwards, weaving into an impenetrable black curtain that trapped Lin Mo inside.

Yin Xue's gossip was interrupted halfway through by this sudden turn of events.

Her expression finally turned serious.

"This guy, like Mianmian, also possesses a talent ability. This Death Arena can forcibly designate one person for a one-on-one death match, and he can gain various attribute bonuses within it."

"You seem to know quite a lot."

Auduin controlled Honglu's body, holding the black gold spear horizontally in front of him, the tip of the spear pointing at Lin Mo, and a confident smile appeared on his lips.

"Unfortunately, it's too late."

The black curtain suddenly contracted inward, completely engulfing Lin Mo.

As the curtain closed for the last moment, Lin Mo's figure completely disappeared from her sight.

Mianmian was also squeezed out by that black curtain, bouncing twice on the ground like a little ball of fluff before regaining her balance.

She shook her little head, which was buzzing from the impact, looked at the empty space in front of her, and then at her own paws.

She tried to reach out with one of her front paws, but was bounced back by the force of the black curtain the moment she touched it.

She scratched her head, her big, round eyes filled with confusion.

The Golden Dragon Elders in the hall reacted at the same time.

Lin Mo has been locked in the Death Arena.

That fiend who had beaten them to a pulp was dragged into a one-on-one deathmatch by their ancestral dragon.

Although they didn't think that a remnant soul of the Ancestral Dragon attached to the old man could definitely defeat Lin Mo, at least at this moment, Lin Mo was not in this hall.

Thinking this, everyone looked at Ah Jin without prior arrangement.

Fentian then stood up.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, wiped the rubble off his face, and the gleam of a victor rekindled in his eyes. His voice was filled with the exhilaration of surviving a catastrophe.

"Kill him! Once he's dead, it won't matter if Lin Mo comes out of the arena. Who does he think he can make the Dragon Emperor? He'll be dead, let's see how he becomes the Emperor!"

"That's right, kill this traitor!"

"You are the scourge of the Golden Dragon Clan! The dragon clan's millennia-old foundation is about to be destroyed by you and a human!"

"You owe your current status to the Golden Dragon Clan. Have you forgotten how the elders treated you? Have you forgotten who gave you this golden armor?"

"You ungrateful wretch, today is your death day!"

……

More than a dozen Golden Dragon Elders surrounded them at the same time. Some had already drawn their swords, some had clenched their fists, and others were letting out deep dragon roars.

Fen Tian walked at the front of the group, his face still dripping with blood from the nose that Lin Mo had hit.

But a victor's smile had already appeared on his lips.

Ajin stood still, his pale golden eyes sweeping over the crowd that had gathered around him.

These people were all elders of the Golden Dragon Clan, people he had looked up to since childhood.

He didn't speak, but simply turned slightly to the side and bowed his head to Yin Xue, who was hovering beside him. The movement was small, but the respectful posture was very thorough.

Yin Xue shrugged: "Fine, what can I do? You're Lin Mo's man."

After saying that, she turned around, patted her round, plump bottom, and gestured with her chin toward the group of Golden Dragon Elders who had surrounded her.

"Go! Bite them to death!"

Mianmian staggered forward half a step after being slapped by her, and glared fiercely at Yin Xue when she turned around.

Then she twisted her round body and climbed onto the obsidian conference table in front of her that Lin Mo had smashed.

It stood in the center of the table, its four hind legs slightly bent, assuming a pouncing stance.

The Golden Dragon Elders in the hall first saw the clumsy little spider, no bigger than a palm, wriggling its body and climbing onto the conference table, and then they saw its fur bristling as it pounced, thinking it was very fierce. They were silent for a moment.

Then he burst out laughing.

"Hahaha, what's this little thing for? Is it just for being cute?"

"Lin Mo dares to use his pet as combat power? Doesn't he take the dragon race too lightly?"

"I thought it was something powerful, but it's just a tiny bug the size of my palm! I could crush it with one stomp!"

……

The laughter was so loud that even the jade paperweight on the table trembled slightly.

They didn't notice at all that Mianmian's mouth was already open.