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

Lin Mo leaned into the driver's seat, supporting himself with one hand on the back of the seat, and looked back at the rear of the vehicle.

"Is it tied up?"

A soft, continuous sound came from the rear of the car.

"It's tied up! Don't worry, it definitely won't come loose!"

At the same time, there was the rattling sound of chains dragging on the ground, and the blood-stained, distorted pleas for mercy.

"No! Wait! I know I was wrong! Please, I really know I was wrong!"

At this moment, Xue Nian's hands were tightly bound seven or eight times with a thick iron chain, the other end of which was tied to the tow hook on the rear bumper of the car.

He knelt on the ground, desperately trying to untie the iron chains on his wrists, but the knots Mianmian tied were based on the animal locks Lin Mo had taught her, and the more he struggled, the tighter they became, until the edges of the chains were embedded in the fabric of his sleeves.

Lin Mo ignored the driver's pleas for mercy.

He pulled a half-length crowbar from the tool compartment on the side of the car door.

Place one end of the crowbar against the accelerator pedal and the other end into the gap in the steel frame of the driver's seat base.

The accelerator pedal was pressed down slowly, and a low, steady hum came from under the hood of the car.

The car started moving slowly.

The accelerator was pressed deeper and deeper by the iron rod, and the car's speed went from slow to jogging, and then to speeding, all in just a few breaths.

The four tires crunched over the shards of glass on the asphalt, making a soft, cracking sound.

The iron chain trailing behind the vehicle was suddenly taut, and the blood-soaked body was violently pulled up from the ground.

First, his knees left the ground, and then he was dragged behind the car, his back scraping against the asphalt, making a long, ear-piercing screeching sound.

He screamed, but the car was going too fast and the wind rushed into his mouth, silencing his scream. All that could be heard was the clanging of the chains and the muffled thuds of his body bouncing on the road.

The tank automatically bypassed collapsed buildings and overturned bus stop signs along the main road...

It went further and further away, finally disappearing into the dust rising at the end of the street, leaving only the faint echo of the dragging chains.

The God of War crossed his arms and watched the car disappear into the distance.

"Tsk, this car can find its own way and has unlimited energy. He'll be dragged along for the rest of his life. Most importantly, Gao Yang implanted the law of immortality in him. Three thousand years isn't enough; he'll be dragged along forever. This method..."

He paused, seemingly searching for the right word, and finally squeezed out only two words through gritted teeth.

"That's ruthless."

The goddess of judgment stood beside him, her gray eyes showing no sympathy, no gloating, only a judge's unique, cold, and almost inhuman seriousness.

She stared at the departing car for a long time before slowly speaking.

"The measure of punishment does not depend on the degree of anger of the executioner, but on the severity of the crime, and his guilt is compensated by indefinite suffering... fair enough."

Lin Mo did not participate in the discussion about the standards of punishment.

He simply turned his gaze away from the distance and towards the half-collapsed pile of rubble beside him.

Gao Tiantian sat on the highest broken beam in the pile of rubble, her little skirt neatly spread on her knees.

Two translucent little hands were placed on her lap, her posture so demure it looked like she was still in class.

But her already faint soul form had now become almost transparent.

The surrounding environment is also changing; the colorful lights and signs of the amusement park have faded to grayish-white at some point.

The Ferris wheel cabins became translucent, and the newly renovated skyscrapers in the distance began to blur from the edges, as if someone had turned down the contrast of the entire floating island.

Bloodcrush was defeated, and his laws of rage no longer flowed through the island.

The buildings, streets, supplies, and even Gao Tiantian's soul that he had imagined all vanished as his anger dissipated.

Gao Tiantian looked down at her increasingly transparent fingers, then looked up and asked Lin Mo in a very obedient and calm tone.

"Big brother, is Tian Tian leaving?"

"Won't."

Lin Mo squatted down and placed his hand on the top of her head.

His palm, covered in a deep blue soul energy, pressed firmly against her translucent short hair.

Then the black sword shone with a dazzling, eerie blue light.

A gentle yet irresistible suction force precisely enveloped Gao Tiantian's soul, gently lifting her from the pile of rubble.

She didn't struggle, she wasn't afraid, she just blinked.

Then his entire figure transformed into a wisp of pale blue light and was absorbed into the black sword.

The space inside the black sword.

Countless intricate patterns of laws hang in the deep blue sky above.

The ground was covered with a thin layer of glowing soul moss.

Countless ghostly scouts stood in battle formation in the distance.

The souls of nine giant dragons slowly swirled in the sky.

There were also dozens of demigod-level powerhouses radiating terrifying pressure.

But what is most eye-catching is the very center of this space, where a man sits cross-legged in front of a gemstone, cultivating.

The man exuded a cold aura that resonated with the gemstone.

This person was Zhou Yue.

Gao Tiantian stepped barefoot onto the soul moss, feeling a soft and warm sensation under her feet, like walking on sun-baked grass.

She looked up at the dragons with curiosity, then looked down and poked the moss on the ground with her toe. A cluster of tiny, dark blue flowers sprouted from the moss.

The environment here should have been a void.

But nourished by the Soul Demon King's legacy gem, soul moss has begun to grow here.

And the gentlest nourishing power from the Soul Demon King's gems silently seeped into her soul.

They gradually repaired, filled, and reinforced the edges of Gao Tiantian's body, which were riddled with holes by the law of anger.

She was no longer a phantom imagined by Xue Nian.

She was an independent soul truly accepted by the Black Sword.

She looked up and met Lin Mo's consciousness through the sky of her soul space.

Her lips twitched slightly, then she broke into a very well-behaved and clean smile.

"Thank you, big brother."

Lin Mo smiled slightly as he looked at Gao Tiantian, then withdrew his consciousness from the black sword and took a deep breath.

He opened his eyes and took out the blessed crystal from his inner lapel.

After absorbing the essence of those divine artifacts, the original empty shell was interwoven with layers of multicolored law light threads.

The light filaments collide, merge, repel, and merge again, resembling a colorful nebula.

"This thing absorbed so many divine artifacts, it can be used now, right?"

Lin Mo held the crystal up before the trial.

The goddess of judgment floated forward, her tone cautious and candid.

"It can be used. But there are too many kinds of laws sealed inside, and their sources are too diverse. No one can say for sure what we will gain."

Lin Mo completely ignored her careful analysis.

He held the blessed crystal in his palm, his five fingers clenched together, and a deep blue soul energy overflowed from between his fingers, enveloping the entire crystal.

The crystal trembled violently in his palm.

The complex threads of light within were activated at the same moment, bursting forth with dazzling light that pierced through his fingers.

The first thing he encountered was a very familiar resistance within his body—the level-based restriction that Gao Yang had left inside him.

At this moment, the combined force of dozens of divine laws within the Blessed Crystal slammed into the restriction like a heavy hammer, finally cracking it open.

A warm and powerful torrent of experience points surged from the crack and flowed into his limbs and bones, causing his level to jump from ninety-seven to ninety-eight.

Then all the mixed energies begin to rearrange and recombine within the blessed crystal.

Countless laws collided, filtered, and merged within the crystal, flowing through his meridians to his limbs and bones.

At the same time, deep within his consciousness, the chains of the black sword reappeared.

The azure chain, formed from the laws of the soul, shot out from the dark void and precisely pierced the still churning, chaotic energy within the blessed crystal.

Like a venomous snake, it locked onto a power that was enveloped in the deepest recesses of all laws.

The chains tightened suddenly, forcibly pulling the power out of the crystal and dragging it back into Lin Mo's body.

Lin Mo suddenly opened his eyes.

The goddess of judgment immediately stepped forward, her gray eyes fixed on him, her voice tinged with urgency: "What have you obtained?"

Lin Mo did not answer immediately.

He raised his right hand and made a thought.

A mirror image split off from the main body, its five fingers gripping the hilt of the black sword as it was drawn from its sheath.

Before the judge could react, the clone slashed at the main body's chest with its sword.

"what!"

The judge covered his mouth, clearly startled.

The next moment, the sword pierced through Lin Mo's body.

There were no wounds, no blood, and no sensation of touching anything solid.

The clone sheathed the sword, and Lin Mo looked down at his perfectly intact black robe.

The goddess of judgment stared wide-eyed at the gray eyes.

The God of War's pupils contracted: "It can even pass through the laws? This is Blood Crusher's ethereal ability!?"