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

Lin Mo stared at the burly man at the head of the group, his voice as calm as if he were asking for directions: "How can I obtain the power of laws here? How do I get out of here? Tell me what you know."

Lin Mo knew Gao Yang's purpose in throwing him in: to obtain more power of laws for him to refine.

Therefore, there must be a way to obtain the rules and a way to get out of here.

The burly man took a step back, and the hoe slid off his shoulder and hit the ground, splashing up a small patch of mud.

His lips were trembling, and beads of sweat trickled down his rough skin as he stammered out a sentence.

"I...I don't know, I don't know what you're talking about..."

Before he could finish speaking, the black sword had already sliced ​​across his neck.

The head flew up, tumbled in mid-air, and landed next to the female corpse.

The two corpses lay side by side, neatly arranged.

Lin Mo turned his gaze to the remaining two people.

"Hold!"

The one carrying the wooden stick yelled and turned to run away in fright.

However, before she could take the second step, she fell apart like a disassembled set of building blocks.

The arms, legs, torso, and head were neatly split into eight pieces.

He slid to the ground from the broken edge, blood mist splattered, and the corpses piled up.

Lin Mo's sword was so fast that the trajectory was impossible to see; only the result was visible.

Only the tall, thin man with the sickle remained.

The sickle in his hand had long since fallen to the ground, his legs were trembling like a scarecrow being blown by the wind, and his teeth were chattering.

He stared at Lin Mo's calm, almost indifferent face, frantically searching his mind for any information that might allow him to survive. Then, he suddenly remembered something, and his voice cracked sharply.

"That's right! Lord Knight definitely knows what you're talking about! He usually lives on the mountaintop and only comes down on cleansing days! The land we cultivate belongs to him, he knows everything... He definitely knows what this 'magic power' you're talking about is!"

Lin Mo paused in his steps.

"Knight...Master?"

"Yes! It's Lord Knight! He's stronger than any of us; no one on the island can beat him... I can take you to him; he definitely knows what you're looking for!"

The tall, thin man nodded frantically, as if grasping at the last straw.

Lin Mo nodded: "Understood."

The black sword fell.

It wasn't that he needed to kill someone to silence them, nor was it that he was afraid the other party would tip him off; he was simply too lazy to bother judging whether or not to keep the person alive.

Kill them all, it'll save you trouble.

He slung the black sword back over his shoulder, closed his eyes, and his spiritual power surged from his body like a tidal wave, covering the entire floating island.

Wooden houses, dirt roads, clocks, fields, mountaintops, caves, and the ongoing killings and escapes in every corner... all entered his perception.

Soon, he spotted a unique figure in a secluded alley.

It was a tall, thin figure wearing armor, wielding an axe stained with blood and flesh, cursing as he chopped.

Several villagers wearing leather armor followed behind him.

If the knight is real, then it can only be him.

Thinking this, Lin Mo took a step forward and walked in that direction.

……

The scene in the alley is not complicated.

Two corpses lay on the ground, their faces mutilated beyond recognition. From their tattered clothing, it was barely possible to tell that they were a man and a woman.

The armored man was wielding an axe, sweating profusely as he smashed it against the corpse.

The axe blade was already chipped, and each blow sent blood and flesh flying, splattering onto his armor, the wooden walls on both sides of the alley, and his own sharp-mouthed, monkey-faced features.

"Serves you right for showing off your love!"

"You dare to fire your cannons on my land!"

"You two should have been killed long ago!"

……

With each curse he uttered, he struck the axe with a sharp, distorted voice, mirroring the pervasive bloodlust on the island.

He was panting heavily as he finished cursing, his axe on the ground as he gasped for breath. Without turning his head, he stretched out his left hand behind him and said, "Water."

No response.

He got angry and slammed the axe to the ground.

"I said I'm thirsty and want to drink water, and you..."

He turned around, and his voice stopped abruptly.

The villagers in leather armor who had been following him were now lying neatly on the ground, all of them split in half at the waist.

The break was as smooth as a mirror, as if it had been swept across by the same sword.

There was only one person standing there.

The man, dressed in a long black robe with gold trim, stood under the crooked tree at the alley entrance, holding a long, jet-black sword, his face expressionless.

The knight trembled and instinctively took half a step back, his back hitting the wooden wall with a dull creak.

"Who...who are you?"

Lin Mo took a step forward, his boots making a soft thud as they struck the pool of blood. The sound wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable sense of oppression.

"How can I obtain the power of laws here?"

Upon hearing this, the knight's eyes widened instantly.

It wasn't fear, it wasn't vigilance, but an unbelievable ecstasy.

He breathed a sigh of relief, his posture shifting from tense to relaxed. He even wiped the blood from his face and gave a friendly smile.

"Hey bro, I'm from the mainland too, you should have said so earlier."

He slung the axe over his shoulder, speaking in a relaxed tone as if he were catching up with a fellow villager.

"Judging from your appearance, you must be quite strong. I once helped the church capture two hundred babies, and the reward was to meet the gods. But I'm not strong enough to go to the realm of gods, so I was sent here to be a landlord. Haha... But this place is not bad. I can do whatever I want without anyone interfering. It's very comfortable."

He looked Lin Mo up and down in his black robe, his eyes filled with a hint of probing flattery.

"By the way, brother, what merit did you perform to be sent here? With your strength, you must have accomplished something significant, right?"

The alleyway fell silent for a moment.

The chopped-up corpses were still bleeding on the ground, and the villagers who had been split in two were still staring at the sky with their eyes wide open in death.

And this "Knight" stood right in the middle of the pool of blood, smiling broadly as he waited for Lin Mo's answer, as if he were waiting for a toast at a dinner table.

Lin Mo looked at him and spoke calmly.

"I destroyed the Holy Kingdom of the Tower and the Holy Ancient Empire."

The smile on the man's face froze completely.

The curve of his lips still retained the fawning shape he had when he was trying to get close to him, but his pupils had shrunk to two tiny black dots.

"Brother...brother, you must be joking."

His voice was dry and trembling, as if he were using his last breath to defend a completely untenable conjecture.

"You can't just spout nonsense... His Holiness the Pope is the representative of God, and the Li family of the Holy Ancient Empire has many trump cards up their sleeves, how could they possibly..."

"Yes, I killed the Pope too, and I wiped out the Li family as well."

The man's mouth opened slightly, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Lin Mo looked at him with a calm gaze, as if he were looking at a corpse that had already been buried.

"This is what I did on the mainland. I'll ask you one last time: how did you obtain the laws, and how do you leave this place?"