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

Lin Mo walked toward the demigod who was closest to him.

The man huddled at the base of the ancient tree, his back pressed against the trunk, his hands gripping a long sword that was already half broken.

He is a demigod of the demon race. The demons he leads are about to establish a kingdom, and they only need a powerful country to attach itself to them. Participating in the killing of Lin Mo is his pledge of allegiance to the Holy Tower Kingdom.

But when Lin Mo actually stood in front of him, he didn't even have the courage to stand up straight.

"Lin Mo! Please, I'll do anything!"

His voice cracked with a sharp tone, and his knees buckled uncontrollably.

Lin Mo did not stop. The black sword drew an arc, and the head fell to the ground.

A surge of warmth coursed through his body, and Lin Mo paused for a moment.

The mental energy consumed by destroying the moon has not yet fully recovered, but the overall attribute boost from the upgrade is filling this gap in the most direct way.

I'm at level 96. I'm four levels away from level 100, and four levels away from going home to see my mother.

He walked toward the next demigod, without speaking or pausing, and brought his sword down.

After that, it was basically the same; those weak demigods bound by the Thousand-Eyed Sea Demon didn't even have the right to resist.

Dracula had finished his red wine, his long fingers gripping the glass, his knuckles turning slightly white.

His expression remained unchanged, calm and composed, but Sager beside him could feel his blood energy fluctuating slightly.

That was an instinctive reaction that only appeared when vampires were under extreme tension. Dracula himself tried his best to suppress it, but he couldn't.

"Having lived for tens of thousands of years, what haven't I seen..."

Dracula muttered something under his breath, so softly that only he could hear it, as if he were trying to comfort himself.

But a voice inside me was refuting it.

You've never seen anything like this before.

The Stone-Skinned Demigod had been reinforcing the defensive patterns on his body since just now.

The dark gold patterns on his granite-like skin were already layered seven or eight times, but he felt it wasn't enough, so he added another layer.

He knew very well that it was useless, after all, Hong Yuan's dragon scales were many times thicker than his rock armor, yet they were still cleaved open by Lin Mo's sword.

But he felt even more anxious if he didn't fold something.

Golden Tooth Gru had long since given up on calculations, holding the abacus in his arms as if it were a placebo, his two little hands trembling so that the beads kept rattling.

"It's almost our turn, get ready."

Sager's calm voice rang out, putting these top demigods to a standstill.

"Yes, even if we die, we should die with dignity, just like Hong Yuan."

The Stone-Skinned Clan demigod murmured.

……

When Lin Mo killed the last rogue demigod from a small human kingdom, his brows suddenly furrowed.

It wasn't the solemnity one feels when facing a formidable foe, but rather a more subtle kind of doubt, like discovering discrepancies in the numbers while checking ledgers.

The black sword remained suspended in mid-air, and he looked down at the corpse on the ground, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

Blood flew up from his shoulder.

She had spent so much time with Lin Mo that she could tell something was wrong just from the way he frowned.

She flew to him, her scarlet eyes fixed on him.

"What's wrong?"

Lin Mo put down the black sword.

"That demigod didn't gain any experience points."

Yin Xue blinked, and the frequency of its wing flapping slowed down.

She thought for a moment, crossed her arms, and said in a relaxed tone, "The experience required to level up increases significantly with each level. Anyway, killing these people will get me to demigod level."

Lin Mo shook his head.

"It's not that your experience points decreased, it's that you didn't gain any experience points."

Yin Xue was stunned.

A hint of confusion flashed in his scarlet eyes.

"How could this be...?"

"Only one person can do this."

Lin Mo interrupted her, his tone still calm, but Yin Xue understood the turmoil in his eyes.

"You mean...the gods?"

As soon as she finished speaking, a sacred chant descended from the sky.

The sound didn't come from any one direction, but rather from all directions simultaneously—from overhead, from underfoot, from every leaf, and from every inch of air.

The woman's voice was ethereal and solemn, each syllable creating a visible golden ripple in the air.

The chanting echoed between heaven and earth, and the glowing vines of the Elf Forest were simultaneously dimmed by the sound waves. The tentacles of the Thousand-Eyed Sea Demon froze in mid-air, and all its gray-white eyes closed tightly at the same time.

Even this ancient magical beast was unwilling to confront the power contained in that voice.

The pitch-black night sky lit up.

It's not that it's illuminated by light, but that the sky itself is emitting light.

The clouds slowly parted from the middle to both sides, creating a gap that stretched across the sky.

The runes surged, rotated, and rearranged in the sea of ​​light, each change in arrangement emitting different fluctuations of laws.

The laws of gravity, light, judgment, and time, and even several laws that have never been recorded on the continent.

All the laws intertwined in this sea of ​​light to form a massive golden pillar of light, which slowly descended from the crack in the sky and landed at its very center.

Four illusory female angels with six wings on their backs are slowly coalescing.

They closed their eyes, clasped their hands to their chests, and sang devout hymns.

As they sang, tiny points of light, like fireflies, slowly appeared.

Lin Mo held the black sword, his expression remaining calm, and spoke in a low voice.

"The gods have arrived."

These words shocked everyone under the ancient tree.

"Who? Has a god descended?"

"Gods really do exist... I thought they were just legends."

"The last time a god descended was hundreds of years ago. Could this time it be for Lin Mo?"

……

Amid the murmurs of the crowd, the points of light grew denser and spun faster and faster, before suddenly collapsing inward and coalescing into a human figure.

A middle-aged man dressed in a white robe slowly walked out from the pillar of light.

He looked to be no more than forty years old, with features so ordinary that he would not attract anyone's attention walking the streets of the human empire.

But his eyes—those eyes had no pupils, no irises, only an endless sea of ​​stars flowing with golden runes.

The white robe trailed in the air, and with each step he took, a golden lotus of light bloomed beneath his feet, which then withered immediately after blooming.

Gods.

Not a messenger of God, not an angel, not any false god or demigod.

He is the sole, supreme, and all-encompassing deity on this continent.

Under the ancient tree, everyone held their breath at the same time.

That was the most primal awe of existence in a higher dimension, an instinctive reaction that could not be measured by combat power levels.

Only one person did not remain silent.

Lin Mo stared directly at the figure, his expression exactly the same as before.

Calm, indifferent, as if nothing had happened.

"Gao Yang, you really are a god."

The voice wasn't loud, but every word clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

Gaoyang.

He directly called out the name of the deity.

No one else on the mainland knows this name; there are no records in any books or inscriptions, and even the oldest archbishop of the Vatican doesn't know it.

But Lin Mo knew.

He saw Gao Yang's past in the fragments of memories from Shenglin Village, and he saw the boy who held his sister's body and cried in the rain.

The white-robed deity looked down at Lin Mo.

There was no surprise, no anger, and no displeasure at being called by name in those eyes that seemed to hold a sea of ​​stars.

"Lin Mo, you are not yet a demigod, or rather, I do not allow you to return to Earth."