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

The sudden scene brought the entire battlefield to a standstill.

"It's His Majesty! His Majesty is coming!"

The first to shout out from the advance team was Laihu.

The burly man was riding a flying beast he had captured from the rift in the divine realm. He was roaring at the top of his lungs as he rode on the beast toward the teleportation portal.

The White Tiger Knights were even more extreme; almost everyone knelt down on one knee at the same time, their voices trembling uncontrollably.

"The White Tiger Knights welcome Your Majesty!"

The sounds of armor clashing echoed through the void.

Long Feiyu did not kneel. He took Xilar's hand and nodded slightly in the direction of the teleportation portal.

Sylar leaned against him, his six wings folded, his face pale, but his eyes lit up when he looked at the dark golden light.

Su Lin tightened and loosened her grip on the sword, finally letting out a long breath and whispering to her teammates beside her.

"It's good that Lin Mo is here."

Then the soldiers erupted in a deafening cheer.

One after another, shouts of "Long live Your Majesty!" surged from the direction of the advance team into the entire twilight layer.

Even the soldiers, still dazed from the turbulent flow of time, shouted it out.

The shouts grew louder and louder, as if trying to overturn the eternally silent void.

Some people took off their helmets and threw them into the air, some hit their shields with their swords, and some simply knelt on the ground and kowtowed several times.

Otmu was also in the crowd.

He was at the bow of an airship that had just been thrown out by the temporal turbulence, and he was still lying on the ground with his mouth full of ash.

He coughed and looked up, saw the figure in the portal, his eyes widened, and he shouted at the top of his lungs to the people next to him.

"Hahaha! I knew the boss was alright. Who said he was dead? I'll remember that!"

With one wooden foot on the bow and one hand wielding a long knife, he really looked like a captain.

However, the soldiers around him ignored him, after all, he had appointed himself as the so-called captain.

Gao Yang heard these comments and, to be honest, he was getting annoyed.

"These idiots."

He cursed under his breath.

The other Gao Yang standing opposite him smiled slightly: "Are you afraid? Or are you jealous?"

Gao Yang snorted coldly: "I don't understand what you're saying at all."

Another Gao Yang shook his head and laughed.

"You're jealous of their trust in Lin Mo, and you're also afraid that Lin Mo will defeat you. After all, he came back from 3000 years in the future on his own, which means he has the ability to tear through time."

Hearing this, Gao Yang narrowed his eyes slightly but did not answer.

At the same time, a figure slowly emerged from the golden crack.

Footsteps slowly approached.

stomping on...

It's as if each step on a stone slab road brings a moment of silence to the entire world.

Everyone held their breath until the figure reached the door.

"Lin Mo, please, let me go out first. I feel like I can show off a bit."

"Sure, Gao Yang is waiting for you at the door."

"Oh, Judge, please don't speak so frighteningly... Hmm, after thinking about it, I'll pass and give this opportunity to Lin Mo."

……

A conversation first emerged from the crack, causing everyone present to twitch at the corners of their mouths.

The next moment, the figure inside the portal finally emerged completely.

He was still wearing that black robe, with a black sword hanging at his waist.

Most of the face was hidden in shadow, with only a hard, angular jawline visible.

The way he walked out was very casual, like stepping from one room into another.

There were no battle cries, no declarations, and no deliberate release of any aura, but he simply stood there, and the entire Twilight Layer suddenly fell silent.

Even the soldiers who were still cheering "Long live His Majesty" in the far distance were silenced by the sudden quiet.

Everyone felt a strange chill seeping from their bones.

Who else could this person be but Lin Mo?

"His Majesty!"

"With His Majesty's arrival, the world is at peace! With His Majesty's arrival, the heavens are clear!"

"The Human Empire will prevail! His Majesty Lin Mo will prevail!"

……

The people of the Human Empire have begun to shout for Lin Mo.

However, Gao Yang laughed.

When he smiled, his face remained cold, only the corners of his mouth moved slightly, as if he were admiring a long-awaited offering that had finally been placed on the altar.

He looked at Lin Mo, his tone carrying a sense of satisfied calm.

"Lin Mo, you really surprised me. The Law of Slaughter, the complete Law of Slaughter, you actually obtained it."

He paused for a moment, then added, "Perfect, saves me the trouble of looking for it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out his hand to Lin Mo, his five fingers spread wide. The laws of time surged from all directions, transforming into countless transparent golden threads that firmly fixed Lin Mo's figure in place.

That power was stronger, more complete, and more unreasonable than when Lin Mo first faced Gao Yang in the Twilight Layer.

Yin Xue had just emerged from the crevice when he witnessed this scene: "Gao Yang! You shameless bastard!"

Just as Gao Yang was about to make his move after being summoned, countless time rifts suddenly appeared behind him and tore him apart.

Gao Tiantian exclaimed in surprise behind him, "Brother!"

But her voice was fragmented by the fluctuations of time.

This attack may seem terrifying, but Gao Yang can recover in just 3 seconds.

During this time, Lin Mo had no one to protect him.

Lin Mo seemed to be truly frozen in place.

He stood still, without even moving a finger.

Gao Yang's hand drew closer and closer, his fingertips almost touching the air locked in time in front of him.

Just then, Lin Mo made a move.

He simply raised the black sword and gently slashed forward, without any resistance or constraint.

The sword light was dark gold, so fast that even Gao Yang couldn't dodge it.

puff!

That sword severed Gao Yang's outstretched hand.

The wrist was severed at the root, and fresh blood gushed out, red and warm, splashing in the air like a few flowers blooming in the deep sky.

Gao Yang's expression finally changed, and he abruptly withdrew his severed hand.

"How is this possible!"

He tried to repair his hand using the laws of time, but the laws of slaughter still remained on the severed area, and the laws of time could not wash them away.

For the first time, he showed genuine astonishment in front of everyone.

Lin Mo looked down at the few drops of warm, bright red blood on the black sword, his voice soft, as if he were talking to himself, or perhaps to Gao Yang.

"Gao Yang, so your blood is hot too."