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

The allied forces swept through the last fortress before White Tower City faster than in any previous battle.

Lin Mo only needs to break through the Holy Light Array.

The ghostly army charged the city gate from the front, the Sun Spear scaled the walls from the flanks, the dragons' breath swept across the ground from the sky, and the dwarven battering rams shattered the city gate after only three strikes.

The defending paladins couldn't even last an incense stick's time in the face of overwhelming numbers and quality.

The group stopped in front of the last city.

Next is White Tower City, where the Pope and the King are located; it needs to be reorganized first.

Just then, Yin Xue and Mianmian flew over from the direction of White Pagoda City.

Mianmian jumped off Yin Xue's head, did a few somersaults in the air, and landed precisely on Lin Mo's shoulder, rubbing her fluffy head against his neck.

Yin Xue flew to him, its little wings flapping lightly, a proud expression on its face.

Lin Mo looked at her: "Is everything ready?"

Yin Xue crossed his arms and raised his chin: "Don't worry, don't you trust the formation I set up?"

"What kind of formation?"

Two transparent figures floated over from the elven formation.

The Star Elf King and Queen walked side by side, the edges of their soul forms shimmering with a pale blue light in the afternoon sun.

It was the king who spoke, his deep purple eyes sparkling with curiosity.

The Star Elves are the strongest formation race on the continent, and there aren't many formations that can interest them.

"Psionic Array".

Yin Xue turned around, her arms still clasped in front of her chest, her little wings flapping even higher.

"A psionic array capable of simultaneously accommodating the transmission of fifty demigods."

The Star Elf King and Queen both gasped in shock.

Tie Xin scratched his helmet: "You two, say something! Stop just inhaling. What's a psionic array?"

The king calmed his mental fluctuations, and when he spoke, his voice still carried a barely perceptible tremor.

"The Psionic Array is a unique formation of the Star Elf race. It can gather the energy of multiple people into the same person through the array's patterns, greatly enhancing their strength in a short period of time. Theoretically, there is no limit to the number of people that can be transferred, but with each additional person, the precision required for the array increases exponentially. The largest Psionic Array ever built by the Star Elves at their peak accommodated twelve demigods simultaneously, which was already the limit that the entire race's top array masters could barely maintain. Fifty demigods..."

He didn't finish speaking, but his expression towards Yin Xue was as if he were looking at a monster.

The demigods looked at each other in bewilderment.

Then Tie Xin slapped his thigh hard, and the iron horn on his helmet trembled three times.

"I understand! We'll concentrate all our power on Lin Mo and let him cleave White Tower City's shell with a single sword strike! The combined power of fifty demigods will shatter even the Holy Light Array into dust!"

"That's right! Lin Mo can even smash through the moon, what's a Holy Light Array to him?"

"The power of fifty demigods combined in one person, tsk tsk tsk, just thinking about it is terrifying."

"But there's a problem."

Sager's voice interrupted the increasingly excited crowd.

He took two steps forward, leaning on his bone cane, his aged face bearing the same composure as always.

"What happens after breaking the Holy Light Array? Transmitting the power of fifty demigods would be extremely taxing on the recipient. Even if Lin Mo can break through that array, he will be extremely weak afterward. Who will deal with the Pope then?"

No one responded.

pope.

The highest-ranking being in the Papacy, and the most powerful demigod recognized on the continent.

None of them had ever fought the Pope, because everyone who had fought the Pope was dead.

Just how strong is the strongest demigod? No one present could give an answer.

Just then, Lin Mo spoke up.

"This psionic array wasn't prepared for me."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and turned to look at him in unison.

Lin Mo remained riding on Xiao Hong, holding the reins in one hand, his tone as calm as if he were discussing what to have for dinner.

Yin Xue continued to explain for him. She flew to Lin Mo's side and hovered, her tone returning to its usual arrogant and self-righteous manner.

"You all lend all your power to Lin Mo, but the boost is not as great as the improvement I give him alone. The 400% boost to all attributes from the soul connection is a source-level blessing. Even if Lin Mo drains all your power together, he still can't break the holy light array left by the gods."

Everyone's expression turned serious, but no one objected.

Because Yin Xue was indeed the only one present who had tried to break through the Holy Light Array of White Tower City.

She tried it when she was the Demon King, but it ended in failure.

"The Holy Light Array is indeed sturdy."

Yin Xue continued, his tone now carrying a more explanatory quality.

"But its law mechanism has a flaw: it is very ineffective, even negligible, for those who believe in God. When this formation was designed, God deliberately left a 'faith channel' in the law level so that the Holy Knights and believers of the Church could come and go freely. So you just need to transfer the power to someone who is absolutely loyal to the Church and let him kick down the door for Lin Mo."

"Are there people like this in the Allied forces?"

Dracula blurted out instinctively, glancing back at the vast array of allied forces behind him.

The elves wished they could grind the Papacy to dust, the dwarves had been sworn enemies of the Papacy since the Ironfist era, and the dragons had just been tricked by the Papacy for three thousand years.

They searched every corner of the allied forces but couldn't find a single person loyal to the Papacy.

Even if there is one, he still has to be willing to break through the Holy Light Array.

That's simply impossible.

Yin Xue smiled.

"He's not in the Allied Forces. But he should be here soon. Judging by the time, it should be about the right amount."

Lin Mo didn't offer any further explanation. He simply dismounted, handed the reins to Lai Hu beside him, and strode towards the front of the allied forces.

His gaze passed over the soldiers cleaning up the battlefield and the still-smoking ruins of the city walls.

Looking into the distance at the enormous light barrier that still shimmered with golden light under the sun.

White Tower City, the heart of the Holy Kingdom, the last shell of the Papacy.

"You'll find out then. Get ready, it's time for a decisive battle with the Papacy."