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

Lin Mo closed the attribute panel in his mind and exhaled a breath of stale air.

The power of level 92 flowed smoothly through the meridians, becoming even stronger than before.

He sensed it for a moment, then opened his eyes and got up from the stone platform.

The side hall was deserted, with only the faint sounds of Tie Xin drinking and the dwarves' characteristic rough laughter coming from the banquet hall in the distance.

Ajin should be in the front hall dealing with the representatives of various tribes; this new Dragon Emperor is doing a better job than he expected.

Lin Mo had no intention of going to the banquet hall to join in the fun.

He walked to the round table in the side hall and sat down, tapping his fingers unconsciously on the surface twice, already planning his next move.

At this moment, Yin Xue flew over: "So, what are your plans after this?"

Lin Mo said in a deep voice, "It took three Divine Essence Crystals and one Demigod Essence to reach level 92. There are still 8 levels to go from level 92 to level 100. The experience points will be more and more as you go further."

Yin Xue nodded: "Yes, relying solely on killing monsters to gain experience would probably require slaughtering the entire wasteland."

Lin Mo: "As for Divine Essence Crystals, a single high-grade one can directly upgrade one level, making it the fastest shortcut. So I plan to go directly to the Holy Kingdom of the Tower."

Lin Mo's voice rang out in the empty side hall.

Yin Xue frowned and pondered: "Hmm, the fact that Saint Zefa can casually produce three pieces means that the Holy See has even more, but I think what you should be doing now is not upgrading."

Lin Mo was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

Zhou Yue's figure also emerged from the black sword.

"I think so too. Your most important task now is to prepare to face the demigods from all over the continent."

Lin Mo raised an eyebrow but remained silent, waiting for the two to explain.

Yin Xue put his hands on his hips: "How many years has it been since a new Demon King appeared on the continent? You've slaughtered your way here, how many cities have you massacred? Those old fogies in the Holy See are just looking for a pretext to deal with you. I'm sure the reason you haven't been recognized as a Demon King yet is because you're not a demigod."

Yin Xue moved closer to Lin Mo and stared intently at him.

"When the Holy Kingdom of the Tower designates you as the Demon King, all the reclusive demigods across the continent will be alarmed."

"Yin Xue is right."

Zhou Yue's voice was calm and steady, a rare moment when he stood on the same side as Yin Xue.

"All the Demon Kings in the past only started to do evil after their strength had increased to a certain level. But you are different. You are already known throughout the entire continent before you even reach level 80. You are almost a certainty to become the next Demon King. All the reclusive demigods are waiting for you to be convicted. Once you are identified as the Demon King, they will definitely take action against you."

Lin Mo remained silent for a moment, his brows furrowing slightly.

In terms of sheer numbers, he wasn't afraid of those demigods. He was absolutely confident of winning in a one-on-one situation, and he was also confident he could handle a group of people coming after him.

However, this world has divine guides, heroes who have attained sainthood, and monsters with innate abilities. They use all sorts of unexpected methods, so we must be wary of them.

At this moment, Yin Xue spoke again:

"Moreover, the Pope of the Holy Tower Kingdom is still stationed there. That old man has never really made a move. Even I don't know what his abilities are. But he is recognized as one of the strongest demigods on the continent. If you go there, you'll have to get past him first."

Lin Mo paused on the table with his fingers.

"So you mean I should improve my strength first?"

Yin Xue and Zhou Yue nodded: "At the very least, you need to comprehend more laws, or improve your existing power of laws."

Lin Mo frowned: "Plundering new laws requires divine artifacts, and comprehending the power of laws takes time. Neither of these is easy to achieve..."

Yin Xue shrugged: "Have you forgotten about the elves?"

"...Elves?"

"The Codex of Life, the Three Sacred Treasures."

Yin Xue counted on her fingers for him.

"Aize promised to let you examine the three artifacts."

Zhou Yue nodded and took over the conversation.

"These three divine artifacts were left behind by Tie Lie three thousand years ago. They contain his insights into the laws he gained when he fought against the God Realm. With your comprehension, your strength will experience a qualitative leap with each law you comprehend."

Upon hearing this, Yin Xue raised an eyebrow: "Comprehending the power of laws?"

Before Zhou Yue could speak, Lin Mo continued.

"Just break it down and absorb it."

"That's right! That's what I think too."

There was a two-second silence in the side hall.

Zhou Yue's mouth was open, and the corner of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

……

The coronation banquet was still ongoing, but Akin had disappeared.

Deep within the Dragon Emperor's Palace, a long-sealed stone door was slowly pushed open.

This is the true core of power for the dragon race.

This is where successive Dragon Emperors and Dragon Clan demigods held discussions.

The luminous pearls embedded in the dome had been dim for hundreds of years, but now they were relit by the dragon power in Ajin's hands.

Eight giant dragons slowly lowered their heads from the high platform on the stone wall.

Their scales had lost their luster due to the erosion of time, their horns were covered with cracks, and their whiskers hung down to the ground, each one as thick as an ancient tree vine.

But the oppressive aura emanating from the very core of the room, carrying the unique law fluctuations of a demigod, made the air in the entire secret chamber stagnate.

Ah Jin was summoned by them to leave the banquet and come here.

He stood in the center of the secret chamber, holding the Black Dragon Spear, his expression calm.

"Ah Jin".

The oldest golden dragon spoke.

His voice was deep, each syllable sounding as if it were being squeezed out from the depths of his throat.

"You are the most loyal warrior of the Golden Dragon Clan and the most trusted weapon of Hong Lü. We thought that your succession to the Dragon Emperor's throne was a once-in-a-millennium blessing for the Dragon Clan. With the Golden Dragon regaining power, it would be enough to lead the Dragon Clan back to the God Realm."

He paused slightly, a sharp glint flashing in his murky dragon eyes.

"But you have acknowledged that human as your master."

"We are the Dragon Clan. Even Hong Lü used an iron fist, suppressing internal rebellions and waging wars against external enemies. He has never disgraced the Dragon Clan. Yet now you are leading the Dragon Clan to bow down to Lin Mo, that lowly human?"

Another red dragon demigod took over the conversation, his tone filled with suppressed anger.

Akin squinted, his golden pupils shining like two cold flames in the dim light.

"So this is why you summoned me. Since I am the Dragon Emperor, I do not need to report my actions to you."

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly to every corner of the secret room.

"What did you say?!"

The red dragon suddenly spread its wings and descended from the high stone platform. Its wings covered half of the dome, and the demigod's aura was released without reservation.

"Kid, have you forgotten who you are? A bastard..."

Before he could finish speaking, the Black Dragon Spear in A Jin's hand suddenly trembled.

A thick stream of black energy gushed out from the crystal crack at the tip of the spear, slowly condensing into a blurry humanoid silhouette behind Akin.

The figure crossed his arms, his dark golden eyes gleaming with indifference.

Alduin did not unleash his full power.

Ninety percent of his power was drained by Lin Mo, and now the only remaining wisp of his soul is barely able to possess a body.

But his face, his identity, and his once formidable reputation at the pinnacle of the continent were enough to plunge the entire secret chamber into deathly silence without any additional power.

"What's wrong?"

Auduin's voice was deep and languid, each word seeming to be squeezed out from ancient times, carrying an undeniable sense of pressure.

"You want to make your move here? Do you know the price a demigod pays for interfering in the affairs of the continent?"

All eight dragons lowered their heads at the same time.

The red dragon, which had been furious just moments before, slowly lowered its head.

"I wouldn't dare, Lord Dragon God."

Without the slightest hesitation, without the slightest resistance.

Putting aside the oppressive feeling Alduin gave them, they couldn't accept the price alone.

After all, they have lived in seclusion here for nearly a hundred years, all for the sake of achieving eternal life in the realm of gods.

Auduin shook his head in disappointment at their appearance: "Look how cowardly you all are, and you still have the nerve to criticize others."

"But……"

Honglong wanted to say something more.

But Akin had already turned and left.

The stone door slammed shut behind him, the heavy echo reverberating through the secret chamber.

Silence returned to the secret chamber, broken only by the breathing of the eight dragons crashing back and forth beneath the dim dome.

After an unknown period of silence, Old Golden Dragon, who was the first to speak, slowly turned his head and looked at his companion beside him.

"Lin Mo... None of us need to lift a finger. Before long, the gods will condemn him on the continent. At that time, all the reclusive demigods on the continent will take action. Eight more of us won't make a difference, and eight less won't make a difference either."

The other blue dragon demigod slowly opened its eyes, its vertical pupils flashing with cold light.

"Lin Mo must die."

"Once the Vatican officially declares Lin Mo a demon king, the eight of us will join forces and tear him to pieces."

"Then let's change to another Dragon Emperor."

"That's right, do it that way."