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

In a secluded alley, a place even survivors avoid.

Lin Mo split off his clones, and five black-robed figures simultaneously swept out in five different directions along the street.

This is not a feint, but a test.

Lin Mo wasn't in a hurry to fight Xue Nian; he needed to know Xue Nian's attitude towards Gao Tiantian.

Is it simply guilt, or fear and dread?

Will Gao Tiantian's appearance make him put on the brakes?

Lin Mo wouldn't easily play Gao Tiantian unless he was absolutely certain of success.

Five clones appeared simultaneously from different street corners, the dark blue sword light of the black sword weaving into a net on the gray street.

The blood-soaked war machine is crushing the wreckage of an abandoned bus.

The wasteland-style tank, several times larger than a regular tank and covered in artifacts, is currently wreaking havoc in the newly recovered city.

The metal rollers crushed the bus wreckage into pieces, and could easily smash even the tallest buildings.

He has been doing this for three thousand years and still enjoys it immensely.

It was as if his purpose in life was to destroy these things.

Whizzing!

He heard the wind of the sword coming from behind, and he jerked the steering wheel. The chariot swung in an extremely savage arc, its rear end sweeping past a fire hydrant on the street corner, sending a jet of water shooting into the sky.

The driver, with his crimson skin, scanned the black-robed figures in five directions. Instead of being wary, he excitedly pounded the steering wheel, and the horn emitted a piercing screech.

"Five! Hahaha, and some even came to us on their own initiative!"

He slammed on the gas, and the tank roared as it charged toward the clone directly in front of it, the ramming horn carving a deep trench in the asphalt road.

The clone dodged to the side, the black sword slashed horizontally, the blade passing through the car body without causing any damage, the ethereal transformation still in effect.

But Lin Mo noticed that Blood Crusher did not attack all the clones at the same time. It chose a target and relentlessly pursued it until it smashed them apart.

"You can't hit me! Just obediently let me crush you to pieces!"

He floored the accelerator and relentlessly chased after one of the clones.

The clone suddenly stopped and gave up trying to escape, letting the blood-soaked chariot charge towards it.

Blood Crusher didn't think twice and crashed into it. Just as the chariot made contact with the clone...

The apocalypse has begun.

A ghostly green flame exploded from the clone's fingertips, transforming into a pillar of fire that shot straight into the chariot's engine.

The next moment, the clone was smashed into specks of light.

This is Lin Mo's method: applying the Doomsday skill to Blood Crusher the moment they make contact.

The apocalypse has two layers of effect.

Banned.

Silencing the enemy's skills and rules.

Burning.

The soul continues to burn.

The sealing effect landed on Xue Nian, and the dark red law patterns on his body flickered violently for a moment before returning to normal.

He paused for a moment, looked down at the dark red light still flickering on his body, and then threw his head back and laughed wildly.

"Silence? You think you can silence me? Have you ever seen an angry person silenced?!"

But he soon realized something was wrong.

"This is……"

The burning effect of Hellfire remains effective.

The eerie green flames spread from the hood to the body, burning along the blades and spikes of the magical weapons welded to the vehicle, turning the entire chariot into a roaring green torch.

Blood Grinder himself was also licked by the flames. He looked down at the eerie green sparks on his arm, slapped them twice but failed to extinguish them. Instead, he laughed even more madly, his laughter rough and wild.

"Burning! Good burning! I haven't felt pain in so long! You're much better than those other useless guys!"

He stood up from the flames and pulled a magical weapon from the iron frame on the side of the car door.

It was a compass, dark gold in color, with densely packed sensing runes engraved on its surface, and the pointer was a thin, bone-white spike.

The moment the compass was pulled out, the runes suddenly lit up brightly, and the bone-white pointer spun rapidly.

The judge, who was standing beside Lin Mo, was also observing the movements of the blood grinder. When she saw the compass, her pupils contracted.

"That is the divine artifact of the guiding god, the compass."

Lin Mo frowned: "What's the use?"

The judge quickly explained, "The compass's ability is to track and lock onto targets; it can find any target it wants."

As soon as he finished speaking, Blood Grinder in the distance suddenly looked up and gazed in Lin Mo's direction.

"I've come to find you."

That sound was something only a psychopath could make.

The next moment, Blood Grinder slammed the compass onto the steering wheel, and his small eyes flashed with an almost manic red light.

He jerked the steering wheel, and the tank made an extremely violent U-turn on the narrow street, smashing a utility pole in half before roaring towards the alley where Lin Mo was hiding.

The roar of the engine caused the plaster on the walls of the low buildings on both sides to peel off in a rustling sound.

The clones actively stood in front of the car to shield themselves from the crushing blood, while simultaneously casting the Doomsday skill.

The apocalyptic effects stack, and the Soul Burn effect also doubles.

"Fuck your grandpa! Fuck your grandpa! Fuck your grandpa!"

The burning sensation fueled Blood Ninja's rage.

His eyes were bloodshot, and saliva sprayed from between his missing front teeth, splattering onto the steering wheel.

"Don't let me find you! I'll break your legs first! I'll run you over no matter how far you crawl!"

"Hang your corpse on the telephone pole! Let those cowards hiding inside see what happens when they resist being crushed!"

"And your family! I'll run them all over, one by one! Fuck your mother!"

……

He cursed as he floored the accelerator.

The chariot charged toward the narrow alley entrance like a burning meteorite.

The judge spoke to Lin Mo, offering his advice.

"Let's go somewhere else. Your skills will only make him angrier and won't cause any real damage."

The God of War gave the same advice.

"Tsk, this bastard deserves to die, but he's also quite capable."

After they finished speaking, the two prepared to move to another location to wage guerrilla warfare.

However, Lin Mo stood up and walked towards the alley entrance.

"According to you, with that compass, where wouldn't he be?"

Lin Mo's words made the two realize that, yes, with the compass of the guiding god, there was no point in running away.

Lin Mo spoke again: "Besides, I didn't come here just to test the waters."

The two of them just watched Lin Mo's back.

The God of War scratched his head.

"What do you mean? The final battle is about to begin?"

The trial followed.

"Isn't it obvious?"

Lin Mo walked out of the narrow alley and stood in the center of the alley entrance, his black robe fluttering in the wind as the chariot approached.

His left hand gripped the hilt of the black sword, his right hand hung at his side, and his face was extremely calm.

He watched the approaching chariot, the burning green flames, and the face of Bloodcrush, blistered by hellfire yet still laughing maniacally, before speaking.

The sound wasn't loud, but amidst the roar of the engine and the hiss of the flames, every word was steadily delivered to Blood Grinder's ears:

"You're the one who killed Gao Tiantian, aren't you?"