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

Mag couldn't hear anything anymore.

The golden runes of the Holy Light Array surged and boiled around him, emitting a roar like a mountain torrent.

His ears were filled with the roar of the laws, his eyes were filled with blinding golden light, and all he could see was gold.

The only thing he could feel was that power.

That vast power suddenly surged in from behind him and merged seamlessly with the power of faith within him.

"My muscles are bulging! The energy within me is hotter than ever! This is my faith! My loyalty to the Empire is witnessed by the gods!"

He roared, not needing to know where this power came from.

He is Mag, a general of the Holy Kingdom of the Tower, and the most loyal warrior under the Pope.

He had only one thought in his mind, a thought that ignited his entire being: to rush in.

Take the message to the Pope and the King.

Lin Mo has the means to break the formation.

"go ahead--!"

A hoarse roar erupted from Mag's throat.

With a sudden burst of power from his legs, he slammed forward like a boulder launched from a catapult.

The resistance of the golden runes shattered one by one before his faith.

Click!

Click!

A series of shattering sounds rang out.

The laws that had been circulating inside the light shield for three thousand years were forcibly torn open by his body.

He was no longer charging into battle.

He's dismantling the formation.

He was empowered by more than a dozen demigod-level energies, coupled with his own faith and affinity for the Holy Light Array.

He was both "one of us" and "the intruder".

It is accepted by the channel of faith, but rejected by the threshold of power.

The laws and logic of the Holy Light Array oscillate repeatedly between these two contradictory judgments.

Each tremor widened the crack a little more.

……

In the central square of White Tower City, believers were still looking up at the Pope atop the towering castle.

They were unaware of the vulnerability at the edge of the Holy Light Array that was tearing apart the restrictions of the laws.

But they saw the Pope's expression.

Very seriously, they stopped cheering.

"Wait, did you hear something?"

I don't know who said it.

The crowd, which had just quieted down, soon heard a series of soft, frequent breaking sounds.

"I heard it too, it sounded like someone's window broke."

"No, that sound is coming from outside the city!"

"Could it be that the Demon King's army has attacked?"

"Wait! Look at the Holy Light Array!"

At someone's prompting, everyone turned around at the same time, and then their eyes widened.

Cracks appeared on the holy light array, seemingly out of nowhere.

The cracks are still extending.

The Pope's face was now extremely pale: "This idiot..."

He cursed under his breath, then his whole body transformed into golden light and flew towards the outskirts of the city.

The group exchanged glances before following suit.

At the same time that almost all religious fanatics gathered here.

click!

The light shield shattered.

A large hole was punched through the bottom of the light shield.

The large hole was located directly in front of the city gate. The golden runes on the edge were still trying in vain to close it up, but they would collapse on their own every time they touched the edge of the hole.

Mag rolled out of that big hole.

His general's armor was mostly shattered, and his body was emitting white smoke from being scorched by holy light. He was kneeling on the ground, panting heavily.

He looked up and the first thing he saw was the Pope.

"Your Holiness the Pope—!"

His voice was hoarse yet loud, carrying the excitement of surviving a disaster and the ecstasy of finally fulfilling his mission.

"Lin Mo... Lin Mo has a way to break the Holy Light Array!"

Mag knelt down on one knee, raised his head, his face covered in sweat mixed with the ash marks left by the holy light, but his eyes shone with an astonishing light.

"The allied forces may launch a general offensive at any moment... Your Majesty, I have successfully delivered the message!"

The Pope looked down at the general below the steps, whose face was full of sincerity.

Then he spoke calmly.

"I already know."

Mag was taken aback, blinked twice, and still hadn't quite grasped the situation: "How did you know?"

The Pope did not speak.

He simply raised his hand slowly, extended his index finger, and pointed behind Mag.

Mag turned around and saw the huge hole he had created.

The large hole was embedded in the golden light shield of the Holy Light Array. The golden runes on the edge were still trying to mend it, but the crack was too big.

It was so large that he could clearly see the wasteland outside the cave.

They saw the demigods sitting in the array at the edge of the forest.

The spider monsters were cheering and jumping for joy.

Seeing the Blood Demon King's increasingly arrogant smile.

On the distant hillside, the allied forces of various ethnic groups emerged.

Mag knelt on the steps, looking at the huge hole, at the overwhelming Allied forces outside, and at Lin Mo standing in the center of the hole, giving him that damned smile.

His lips were trembling, his hands were trembling, and the fragments of his armor were trembling all over.

"Mage."

Lin Mo's voice came from the cave entrance; it wasn't loud, but everyone present could hear it clearly.

His expression remained calm, a chilling calmness that sent shivers down Mag's spine, with a faint smile playing on his lips.

"You helped me again."

As soon as he finished speaking, the loyalist who had urged him to come and deliver the message also stood behind Lin Mo with a sly smile.

"Boss, this guy is too stupid."

Mag's pupils contracted sharply.

At that moment, he probably understood that he was Lin Mo's key, always had been.

With his faith, his loyalty, and his burning passion to serve the Papacy, he personally breached the Papacy's last line of defense.

The method Lin Mo used to break the formation... was precisely him, the empire's most loyal General Mag.

"I...I..."

Mag's lips moved countless times, but he couldn't utter a single complete sentence.

His fists were clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white, his nails dug into his palms, and blood seeped from between his fingers, dripping onto the stone slab.

But no matter how tightly he clenched his fists or how hard he gritted his teeth, the large hole in the Holy Light Array remained embedded there.

He discovered it himself, and no one can change that.

"Mag! You traitor!"

"You are a general of the Holy See! His Holiness the Pope has treated you well, yet you dare to destroy the Holy Light Array!"

"The gods will punish you! You colluded with the Demon King; your soul will never be able to find peace!"

……

The believers huddled together, their faces filled with rage and disbelief.

The white-haired old woman pointed at him tremblingly, her lips turning purple with anger.

The middle-aged merchant picked up a piece of gravel from the ground and hurled it at Mag. The stone hit the broken armor and bounced far away.

A young man dressed in the armor of a paladin apprentice had red eyes and was trembling with his hands on the hilt of his sword.

Amidst the jeers of the crowd, the sound of a long sword being drawn from its sheath was slowly heard.

The voice wasn't loud.

The low hum of metal rubbing slowly against leather.

But everyone heard it, and the moment they heard it, they all shut their mouths.

Lin Mo stepped out through the crack in the Holy Light Array.

He slowly drew the black sword from his waist, its eerie light shimmering faintly in the fading glow of the holy light array.

His killing domain slowly expanded with each step, and crimson light spread outward from his feet, silently enveloping everyone.

Lin Mo's devilish smile reappeared.

"Since you are still in the city at this time, it means you are prepared to die."