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

After being pulled out, the person rolled several times on the ground before stopping.

He was wearing ordinary modern clothes.

The jeans were faded from washing, and the dark blue sports jacket with a blurry school badge on it had frayed edges on the cuffs.

His expression froze for a moment, as if he had been suddenly pulled awake from a long, lingering dream.

Then he sat on the ground, supporting himself with his hands on the cold floor, and smiled bitterly with his head down.

The laughter was soft and dry, as if it were mocking itself.

Lin Mo's black sword was pressed against his neck, the tip brushing against his skin, the eerie blue light illuminating half of his pale face.

He didn't even lift his head, his voice hoarse and tired.

"Thanks for pulling me out of that mess, but it didn't help."

"What do you mean?"

Lin Mo frowned.

He then raised his head and looked at Lin Mo with his bloodshot eyes.

There was no anger or fear in his eyes, only an emptiness that came from having all his emotions drained.

"Gao Yang didn't just capture me back then; there were twenty-four of us in total. We were all stuffed into the core of the Law of Pleasure, never to leave that island again, not even now..."

He looked down at his hands, and a smile that looked more like a grimace appeared on his lips.

Even if you pull me out of that lust, I will go back.

As soon as he finished speaking, his body slowly began to fade away.

Lin Mo frowned, his face grim.

Twenty-four people?

His gaze swept over the thin young man in front of him, then looked at the collapsing and shrinking divine body in mid-air, and his mind quickly pieced together all the previous clues.

"You mean there are twenty-four kinds of pleasure?"

The man nodded.

Then his body began to become more blurred, and the light filaments at the edges dissipated even faster, as if some invisible force was pulling him back.

He slowly floated up from the ground, his feet off the ground, hovering in mid-air.

"Half an hour later, my body will return to its original state, once again enveloped by that pink thing, and I'll be consumed by pleasure again, imprisoned within that energy body..."

As he spoke, his voice suddenly twitched, and a thin layer of tears welled up in his dry eyes. His lips trembled several times before he managed to squeeze out the rest of his words.

"Actually, we already know we were wrong. We shouldn't have cursed Gao Yang back then. We were just being cheeky and thought it was no big deal to bully a student. We really know we were wrong, but Gao Yang didn't give us a chance to admit our mistakes. He wouldn't let us die, he wouldn't let us escape, he stuffed us into that lustful world and locked us up for three thousand years, three thousand years! There was nothing inside, it was no different from being in prison... I really know I was wrong..."

His voice broke down completely in the last few words, his shoulders trembled violently, and translucent tears slid down his cheeks.

He suddenly looked up at Lin Mo, and for the first time, emotion appeared in his bloodshot eyes.

It is a plea.

A pure, desperate plea.

"Kill me! Just kill me! I've had enough of living! I've tried to commit suicide thousands, tens of thousands of times, but every time I'm pulled back by my desires. You're different. You can pull me out of this just once, and then you can kill me! Please!"

Lin Mo remained silent for a few moments.

Things were much more complicated than he had imagined.

Gao Yang also placed a law of immortality on them, similar to the Blood Crusher.

Moreover, the power of the laws must be complete, so they cannot die even if they want to.

A killing principle that surpasses one's own.

The thin young man in front of them was just one of twenty-four.

The remaining twenty-three gods, still trapped in their sensual bodies, were bound by the laws of desire.

Killing even one is not easy; killing all twenty-four is even more difficult.

He looked up at the man who had floated several meters into the air. The man was suspended in mid-air, the edges of his body becoming increasingly blurred, and pink filaments of light were regenerating from the ends of his limbs.

Lin Mo spoke, his voice calm and direct.

Tell me, what is the weakness of pleasure?

Upon hearing Lin Mo's question, the man didn't hesitate at all. Knowing that his time was running out, he spoke rapidly.

"We are imprisoned in the prison of the heart of pleasure, but we can see some scenes outside. Those pleasures are us, wearing the shell of the law of desire, entertaining ourselves and creating fun on the island of indulgence. Around two thousand years ago, some fantasy of pleasure created a soul with almost infinite energy. It was a little girl who was in a coma and was placed in the deepest part of the casino. They used the power in the girl to create currency to attract the survivors of this space to entertain themselves."

Lin Mo nodded.

That little girl must be Gao Tiantian.

Blood-Pulling's rage conjured up images of Gao Tiantian's appearance.

The Law of Pleasure captured the purest part of Gao Tiantian's soul energy, turning her into a 'coin-making machine' with infinite energy.

Both are projections of Gao Yang's obsession, yet they have become drastically different tools in the hands of different guards.

Is there a way to completely overcome lust?

Lin Mo pressed for an answer.

The person had already floated to the edge of the dark boundary of the arena, their body wrapped in pink light threads into an increasingly bright cocoon.

He pondered for a moment, then gave a decisive answer.

"I don't know. We're just prisoners. We don't know the true weakness of Pleasure. Maybe leaving the island of indulgence will solve the problem. Pleasure's power comes from the desires of everyone on the island, which is why it attracts others to the island. The farther away from the island, the weaker it becomes. If you can escape from this island with that little girl, Pleasure won't be able to do anything to you."

Lin Mo frowned.

Sinking the entire island is impossible.

Let's not even talk about Gao Tiantian, the so-called "infinite energy body" deep inside the casino.

The power of the laws governing pleasure alone is enough to make the entire island immune to his attacks.

Drag them one by one into the deathmatch arena?

There are twenty-four desires, but in the arena, only one can be dragged away at a time.

This method may be clumsy, but it's our only chance.

Just then, the man suddenly remembered something.

He was already enveloped by pink light threads up to his chin, and his entire body was about to be dragged back into the embrace of the Law of Desire, but he still desperately tried to break free of the light threads and shouted out his last few words.

"That's it! You could try waking up that little girl! Her energy should be incredibly powerful; if we can find a way to awaken her, her power might be enough to sink the entire island!"

"Is there a way to wake him up?"

Lin Mo raised an eyebrow.

His body ascended faster and faster, and his speech also became faster and faster.

"I've seen it! Every time they generate currency using the little girl, her brow furrows! That means she's emotionally volatile! If you could win all the money on the entire island, maybe you could provoke her!"

His voice grew louder and more urgent, and before he could finish speaking, the cocoon of light suddenly contracted, and his body vanished completely.