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

The killing field has spread across the entire Sweets Floating Island.

The crimson light curtain and the sweet pink law fluctuations collided violently in mid-air.

Lin Mo took the lead, his black sword carving a straight, dark blue rift through the biscuit soldiers' formation.

Where the sword passed, the soda cracker armor shattered into dust.

The rows and rows of biscuit soldiers collapsed on the ground like toppled blocks.

Yin Xuefei flew to Lin Mo's right flank, his blood magic whip whipping out dense, dark red whip shadows in the air.

Her long whip suddenly lashed out, transforming into ropes that bound hundreds of sweet-eating fairies and threw them into Lin Mo's domain.

The little doughy things that had been thrown into the area were still chattering away.

"The new friend is fierce."

"But Xiongxiong likes it too."

"Hehe, this is fun, this is fun."

……

Then he was killed by Lin Mo with a single sword strike.

"A bunch of idiots who're even trying to look cute when they're getting beaten up. I'd like to see how many times you can split up!"

Mianmian transformed into a giant spider and rampaged across the other side of the street.

Each of her eight spider legs was several feet long, and the sharp claws at the ends of her legs carved four deep grooves into the outer wall of the Cookie Castle.

She ripped the entire gingerbread wall in half, sending shattered gingerbread bricks flying through the air before crashing into the biscuit soldiers' ranks behind, knocking down a large number of them.

She opened her large mouth, which was full of sharp teeth, and bit into the entire row of biscuit soldiers in front of her, along with their armor and spears.

He crunched a couple of times, and the expression on his face changed from fierce to delighted.

"The biscuit soldiers are delicious! They're crispy! A hundred times better than dough! Dad, do you want one too?"

She stretched out her front paws and swept another row of biscuit soldiers into her mouth, her cheeks puffing out like two balls, syrup dripping from the corners of her mouth as she chewed.

The God of War and the Judgement Guardian protected Lin Mo's left and right flanks respectively.

The God of War radiated white light, a manifestation of his laws and abilities, the realm of the God of War.

Allied units within the range continuously recover their stamina, making them virtually inexhaustible.

At the same time, he also wielded his battle axe to kill those soldiers.

As he got into the game, his voice grew louder and louder.

"I've been cooped up in prison for thousands of years without a fight! Now I can finally unleash my fury and have some serious fighting! All you little brats, come on over! The more the merrier! I'm going to make up for all the fights I haven't had in thousands of years!"

With that, he swung his axe in a wide arc and unleashed a whirlwind slash, simultaneously splitting the seven or eight sweet-elves surrounding him in two.

Then they watched helplessly as they split from the crack into twice their original number and continued to chatter and swarm around.

The Goddess of Judgment has a completely different fighting style.

She hovered at the back of the group, her gray hair swaying slightly in the fluctuations of the laws, her gray eyes calmly sweeping across the entire battlefield.

Instead of charging into the enemy ranks and hacking wildly like a war god, she stretched out her hands and flicked her fingers, transforming the Law of Judgment into precise dark golden rays.

Each ray that hits a sweet-tooth spirit leaves a "death sentence" mark on the core of its dough.

The marked sweet spirit will disintegrate on its own within three breaths, and will not trigger splitting and proliferation.

This was a new application she had figured out while observing Lin Mo and Huan Yu's battle on the island of indulgence.

Since the law of killing can directly sever the operation of the law of proliferation, the law of judgment can also rule that the state of "immortality" itself is illegal.

Although her individual efficiency is not as good as Lin Mo's black sword, she can maintain hundreds of rays at the same time, thinning out the surging tide of sweet elves layer by layer from the front.

On another level, she also sensed a trace of the laws of killing.

Under Lin Mo's leadership, the killing domain continued to expand forward as he advanced.

He cleaved through a row of biscuit soldiers and arrived at the city gate.

Looking up at the gummy bear, whose face was still full of anger, she saw the contractor.

Then he raised his hand.

The eerie green light of the Soul Corrosion Realm condensed in his palm.

A soul meteorite, several meters in diameter, fell from the void and struck precisely the pointed spire carved from a candy cane at the highest point of the castle.

The eerie green flames exploded with a deafening roar, engulfing the spire, while the candy cane twisted, melted, and collapsed in the corruption of the soul.

The entire tower fell from the top of the castle, crashing into the biscuit soldiers below and kicking up a cloud of frosting dust.

"The castle's main tower has been breached."

The judge calmly reported the battle situation from the rear, while his fingers never stopped, casting another round of judge's rays towards the new wave of sweet sprites surging forward.

As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Mo's Thousand Eyes Cage activated, and he found the gummy bear in the ruins.

At this moment, his legs were pinned down by a broken candy cane, and he was struggling to pull them out.

The corrupted souls seemed to have no effect on him.

Lin Mo didn't dwell on that; he shot out like a cannonball.

With his hands plunged into the rubble, he pulled hard and yanked the gummy bear out.

Its round, gummy body bounced with the trembling rhythm, and its crown tilted to the side of its ear.

The eyes of the two dark chocolate beans are filled with glistening liquid caramel, ready to roll off at any moment.

"Release me! You intruders have gone too far! Release me!"

He waved his limbs around in Lin Mo's hands while uttering threats.

"Father will not forgive you! You despicable robbers!"

He even looked somewhat cute now, but Lin Mo's voice remained icy.

"Where is benevolence?"

The crown on the gummy bear tilted slightly.

It stretched out two bear paws made of gummy candy to straighten the crown, and the dark chocolate bean rolled its eyes and replied in a bouncy voice unique to gummy candy, trying to maintain its majesty.

"How dare you address my father by his name! My subjects, seize this rude wretch..."

Before he could finish speaking, the tip of the black sword pressed against the translucent orange belly of the gummy bear.

The tip of the sword pressed a shallow dent into the surface of the gummy candy, and the frosting around the dent was being eroded black by the aftershocks of the killing technique.

"I'll ask one last time. Where is compassion?"

The gummy bear's two short legs began to tremble violently.

Its perfectly drawn, sugar-flecked smile gradually sagged at the corners, eventually transforming into a terrifying expression that utterly contradicted its image.

Dark Chocolate Bean glanced at Lin Mo, then at the black sword pressed against its stomach.

Looking down at the gingerbread streets below the tower, which were being turned upside down by the God of War's giant axe and the blood magic whip of Yin Xue, it finally collapsed.

It raised its two bear paws, its gummy voice trembling, and it was speaking off-key.

"I...I really don't know! Nobody knows! Father disappeared hundreds of years ago! I...no, I...I'm just an ordinary creation of his. When he put the crown on my head, he said, 'Good boy, you'll be in charge of this place from now on.' Nobody knows where Father is. I swear I really don't know! If I'm lying, may I melt into syrup and be washed away by the Caramel River!"

Lin Mo stared at the pair of dark chocolate bean eyes for several breaths, and judged that the gummy bear was not lying.

Then remove the black sword from its belly.

As if granted a pardon, the little gummy bear collapsed onto the edge of the tower, its short legs giving way. It clutched its belly with its paws, panting heavily, its breath carrying a sour, candy-like smell of fear.

But Lin Mo did not sheathe his sword.

Has benevolence been lost for hundreds of years?

This news was completely unexpected.

One of Gaoyang's four guardians, the strongest of them, disappeared hundreds of years ago?