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

Zhou Yue looked at the essence containing demigod energy and offered a reminder.

"The essence of a demigod is different from that of an ordinary beast king. You are not yet level 90, so don't let your guard down. This thing often contains fragments of the monster's will from its previous life, and you could be devoured by it if you're not careful."

Yin Xue was leaning on Lin Mo's shoulder with her legs crossed, slowly combing her red hair with a small comb made of blood. Upon hearing this, she rolled her eyes.

"Old Zhou, you always say that. Think about the essence that Lin Mo refined last time. He refined it on the spot when he was fighting a demigod."

She shrugged.

"The Thousand-Eyed Sea Demon may have lived a long time, but now it only has one bead left. What kind of trouble can it cause? Relax, relax, it's standard procedure."

Mianmian lay on Lin Mo's lap, curled up like a ball of fur, belly up, her eight little legs twitching occasionally, and soft purring coming from her nose.

A string of glistening drool still clung to the corner of her mouth, clearly indicating she was dreaming of eating something.

Her worldview was extremely simple: if Lin Mo sat, she would lie down; if Lin Mo fought, she would eat; and even if the sky fell, it wouldn't disturb her sleep.

The essence of demigods?

If he can handle it himself, how could Lin Mo possibly make a mistake?

Zhou Yue glanced at their indifferent expressions, remained silent for a moment, and finally sighed helplessly.

"That's true. Lin Mo really can't be judged by common sense."

Lin Mo did not participate in the discussion about whether he was considered normal.

He had already held the deep blue crystal core before his eyes, his spiritual power extending like threads, piercing through the light membrane and penetrating the layers of residual will. The refining process began.

The energy within the demigod's essence surged forth like a floodgate being opened, the deep blue torrent of energy flowing upstream along his mental power and into his body.

The fragments of the Thousand-Eyed Sea Demon's will, which had survived for two thousand years, struggled wildly in the torrent of energy, attempting to invade his sea of ​​consciousness and devour his soul.

But when that lingering regret struck Lin Mo's mental barrier, it was like waves crashing against rocks, leaving not even a crisp sound.

Faced with over a million spiritual attributes, even demigods and demons would have to kneel down and call them "daddy."

In the realm of spiritual perception, the chains of the black sword reappear.

Those chains tore apart and reassembled the Thousand-Eyed Sea Demon's skills, as if they were creating a unique skill for Lin Mo.

Lin Mo also began to wonder what kind of skill the Black Sword would grant him this time.

After an unknown amount of time, the deep blue light gradually subsided, and the last eye-shaped pattern on the essence's outer shell turned into powder and dissipated.

Lin Mo opened his eyes, and a pale golden halo flashed and disappeared deep in his pupils.

A brand new skill imprint slowly emerged in his mind.

【Thousand Eyes - Cage】: The locked target is destined to be unable to escape the next strike, no matter where it is, how fast it is, or whether it is invisible or not, this strike will surely hit.

[Passive Ability]: See through all illusions, break all formations, and deconstruct all skills.

Lin Mo read the skill description twice from beginning to end, his eyes narrowing.

After a long silence, he finally exclaimed from the bottom of his heart, "This skill..."

He paused, seemingly considering his words.

"That's pretty intense."

Locking in guarantees a hit, regardless of space, speed, or shape.

It also comes with the passive ability to break through illusions, which means that all illusions, formations, concealment, and intangibility are useless in the face of his mental power.

He didn't even express any further sentiments, but simply shook his head, a rare, slightly regretful smile appearing at the corners of his mouth.

"We should have invited Saint Zefa to have a meal before he left."

After all, this skill is perfect for use on Saint Zephyr.

Transforming into light is his only trump card when facing Lin Mo. As long as he doesn't linger in battle, he can transform into light and escape at any time. Last time, he was able to run away even after having half his head chopped off in Holy Village.

But it's different now.

Lock on, strike, and it will hit.

No matter how fast the light elementalization is, it can't outpace the locking at the level of laws.

Unfortunately, Saint Zefa has already left. If he were still here, he would be a perfect target.

"Next time."

Lin Mo took it all in stride, knowing that Saint Zefa would eventually come back to deliver more casualties.

Thinking this, he opened the properties panel.

Name: Lin Mo

[Level: 90]

【Body: 1232442】

[Agility: 1232442]

【Spirit: 1232442】

Free attribute points: 119450

[Skills: Mirror Image, Double Strike, Steel Sword, Soul Corrosion, Fatal Strike, Evolution, Frenzied Sacrifice, Doomsday, Thousand Eyes Cage]

【Sacred Revelation: Killing Domain】

[Talent: Death in the Arena]

After defeating the Thousand-Eyed Sea Demon, my level increased to 89.

He broke through the level 90 bottleneck by refining the essence of a demigod.

Now, all attributes have exceeded 1.22 million, and free attribute points have accumulated to nearly 120,000.

Moreover, his understanding of various laws has also improved considerably.

There's also an additional talent called "Death in the Arena," which is equivalent to a 10-fold increase in strength during 1v1 situations.

But he was not satisfied with this and took out the three divine essence crystals that Saint Zefa had just given him from his storage ring.

One superior grade, two medium grade.

The top-grade, thumb-sized, pale golden crystal glowed slightly in his palm, its texture as warm and smooth as jade.

He probed into it with his spiritual power, infusing it with free attribute points to recognize it as his master.

The golden patterns on the crystal surface suddenly lit up, and then a surge of experience points flooded into his body like a burst dam.

Then came the second and the third. Three beams of light flashed and disappeared on him in succession, each time making his aura even more profound.

After refining the three divine essence crystals, Lin Mo's level reached 92.

He closed the attribute panel and quickly did some mental calculations.

It's only 8 levels away from level 92 to level 100.

Level 8.

He fought his way from Ancient Wood City to Ash Fortress, from the arena of the Holy Ancient Empire to the throne of the Human Empire, from the deep sea of ​​the Mermaid Kingdom to the underground chambers of the Tower Holy Kingdom.

I don't know how many battles I fought before I climbed from level 1 to level 92.

He killed countless people before rising from an ignorant hero to a human emperor feared throughout the continent.

But none of these are what he wants.

From beginning to end, he only wanted to do one thing: break through level 100 and then go home.

The remaining 8 levels won't be long before they arrive.

Mom, wait for me.

He clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white and the veins on the back of his hands bulged slightly.

He didn't say those words aloud; he just chewed them between his teeth, pressed the sour taste down with the back of his tongue, and swallowed them back down.

He subconsciously touched the ring in his left breast pocket.

Inside was the only item he brought from Earth: his mother's lab results.

The medicine from Liu Yishou's side should have already been sent over in several batches via the teleportation compass.

My mother's surgery was successful.

My parents' lives gradually settled down.

Now, the only thing to do is go home.

The sounds of commotion from the banquet hall could be faintly heard outside the side hall. Tie Xin was drinking with someone at the top of his lungs, and A Jin seemed to be dismissing the dragon servants to let the various races do as they pleased.

Lin Mo temporarily removed these sounds from his perception, closed his eyes again, and began to consolidate his newly broken-through realm.

And think about what to do next.