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

The elven warriors charged out, all their arrows aimed at Lin Mo.

Seeing this, Aize's pupils suddenly contracted.

"Stop it! That's not what I meant!"

His voice wasn't loud, but all the elven warriors in the entire city gate area heard it clearly.

The elven archers, who had drawn their bows, paused in unison, glancing at their companions. Although they hadn't loosened their bowstrings, their arrows were no longer aimed at Lin Mo's vitals.

However, El did not stop.

It wasn't that he hated Lin Mo that much, but rather that the power of the Sun Bow exceeded El's control.

He stood on the city wall, the Sun Bow in his hand already drawn to its limit.

Even though there was no arrow on the bowstring, an energy arrow made of pure golden light spontaneously formed between the two ends of the bow.

The arrow of light quickly solidified from its initial blurry outline, with details of the arrowhead, shaft, and fletching becoming increasingly clear in the light.

It felt as if a real arrow was being pulled into this world from the void.

The lava patterns on the Sun Bow became increasingly dazzling, and the scorching heat emanating from the entire bow caused the air around El to distort.

The vines on the city wall were scorched and withered by the high temperature.

Aize's face was extremely grim.

"He can no longer control the power of the artifact."

Before he could finish speaking, he was about to step forward to stop him, but he was still some distance from the city wall.

El's fingers had loosened, and the bowstring emitted a crisp, deafening hum.

Immediately afterwards, the entire Sun Bow trembled violently, and a golden ray as thick as a bucket shot out from the bowstring, heading straight for Lin Mo with unstoppable force.

boom!

The explosion occurred in the open space in front of the city gate, with Lin Mo's position as the origin.

A golden hemisphere with a diameter of over ten meters completely engulfed an area with a radius of five meters.

The scorching heatwave swept outwards in all directions.

The elven archers standing on the city wall instinctively raised their hands to shield their eyes.

The ancient trees that were relatively close by rustled their branches and leaves as the shockwave struck them.

Countless leaves were torn off by the blast wave, swirling and burning in the air, turning to ashes before even hitting the ground.

The ground was scorched by the high temperature, forming a charred crust. Several tree roots emerging from the soil were burned red and shiny, emitting a hissing sound.

Aize was pushed back half a step by the blast wave. After regaining his balance, his first reaction was not to look at the center of the explosion, but to close his eyes.

Countless thoughts flashed through my mind.

Lin Mo died here, and Yin Xue will inherit everything from Lin Mo and lead the human empire in a counterattack.

The ghost army will attack the Elf Forest.

Zhou Yue, who resides within that black sword, is a true demigod; if he were to make a move, it would be an even bigger problem…

"It's over, it's all over..."

However, a lazy voice came to his ear.

"What are you thinking about?"

Yin Xue floated cross-legged beside him, her legs crossed, her little wings flapping slowly, and she even covered her mouth with one hand and yawned.

She looked at the golden energy ball still burning fiercely in front of her, her eyes showing no worry, but rather a regret that her good show had been interrupted.

"That's it? You think you can kill Lin Mo?"

Aize took a deep breath, his tone heavy.

"You don't know this, but the Sun Bow is the most terrifying single-target weapon. Even a level 20 mercenary can wound a demigod when it's drawn. Without the self-healing ability enhanced by the Law of Life, it might even leave permanent law scars. Lin Mo hasn't reached demigod level yet, and this arrow..."

He was speaking when he suddenly heard a voice coming from the center of the explosion.

Calm, composed, and even carrying a hint of assessing the cooking time of a dish.

"Hmm, the power is not bad."

Aize's eyes widened.

The light from the golden energy ball began to fade rapidly.

The aftershocks of the explosion receded like the receding tide, revealing a figure standing ramrod straight.

Lin Mo remained standing in the same spot, the ground beneath his feet having been burned into a hard, glassy shell by the intense heat, with spiderweb-like cracks spreading outwards from him.

But not even a corner of his black robe was charred.

He raised his right hand in front of him, his five fingers spread.

He held the golden energy arrow fired from the Sun Bow in his palm.

The arrow tip pressed against the skin of his palm, and no matter how much it trembled, it could not advance any further.

From the tip to the shaft, the entire arrow was covered with countless tiny cracks, which spread continuously in the golden light, becoming denser and deeper.

Click.

The light arrow shattered.

Countless tiny golden specks of light spilled from between Lin Mo's fingers, disappearing completely in mid-air before they even hit the ground.

The scorching heat wave struggled for a moment in his palm before being extinguished completely, like a candle flame being put out.

Lin Mo turned his palm over and glanced at it.

There was a faint red mark in the center of my palm, as if I had been lightly burned by something; you wouldn't even notice it if you weren't paying attention.

He casually wiped the back of his hand on his black robe, turned his head to look at Aize, and said something in a calm tone that made the Elf King's face burn.

"It seems your son is far inferior to you."

Aize stood frozen in place for a full two seconds.

His lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something to save face for the elves, but in the end he could only swallow and squeeze out two words.

"Please...please excuse my poor appearance..."

After saying that, he realized what he had said and sternly rebuked El on the city wall.

"I told you to prepare a welcoming ceremony, and this is how you prepared it?!"

El still held the Sun Bow, the lava patterns on its surface slowly fading.

At this moment, the expression on his face was blank, as if he had lost control of the artifact, or as if he was blinded by the fact that Lin Mo had easily neutralized the arrow.

After a long pause, El finally spoke slowly, "I... I thought you were using a code..."

Aize's lips twitched.

Over the decades, the Elven race has received very few guests, mostly envoys from minor races who came to haggle over prices. There have been almost no distinguished guests who truly required the entire city to "welcome" them.

The few "welcoming ceremonies" that El had experienced since childhood were basically used to deal with spies who came to the Elven race under the guise of diplomacy to assassinate them.

His son probably interpreted the friendly gestures between him and Lin Mo as an ultimatum before the two countries clashed.

After figuring it out, even with Aize's composure, he couldn't help but curse inwardly.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to discipline his son on the spot.

He turned around and bowed deeply to Lin Mo.

"It was my fault for not explaining things clearly, which caused a misunderstanding. I apologize to you. Please give me some time. The welcoming ceremony will be prepared immediately, and the formal banquet will be arranged at the same time."

Lin Mo waved his hand casually, as if brushing aside a leaf blocking his path.

"No."

He pulled the hand, which still bore a faint red mark, back to his side, his tone calm.

His gaze swept past the dumbfounded elven archers on the city walls and headed straight for the depths of the elven capital.

"Just bring your Codex of Life and the three artifacts. I'm not here to be welcomed."