An infinite journey starting from paradise

"Heh... you wanna scare me? Then try it and see if you can kill the Witch of Disaster!"

"That's a shame." Lin Shangren's expression remained unchanged. "You must feel it's a pity too. You came into this world unclearly, and died unclearly at the hands of someone whose name you didn't even know. You accomplished nothing in between, didn't figure out who you are, didn't understand the meaning of your existence, and didn't even leave this corner of the shelf market. You died like this, worthless and meaningless. What a cheap life.

Well, farewell, witch with horns. Great is the Avatar!

Seeing that Lin Shangren was about to strike with the knife, Gloria finally shouted, "Wait, no!"

Lin Shangren smiled slightly: "Hee, it worked."

Every word Lin Shangren said touched upon the most vulnerable and confused part of Gloria's heart - before waking up Gloria, Lin Shangren had already used his mind to peek into her psychological shadows and some of her memories, and by the way, completed a psychological assessment of Gloria.

"Who am I?", "Where do I come from?", "Where am I going?", "What is the meaning of my existence?"... These are the most fundamental questions of life that no intelligent being can escape. A witch, possessing superhuman strength, humanlike appearance, and intelligence, naturally ponders the meaning of her own existence and the reason for her life.

Some witches, like Alison, have a simpler, more somber attitude about the meaning of life: "I don't know why I'm alive, but everyone else is, so I'll just live." They don't dwell on the meaning of life, but they also don't wantonly waste it, so they choose to live in isolation, away from humans.

Another group of witches lives purely for the gratification of their instincts. For them, isn't life all about pleasure? What else could it be? They kill when they want to, destroy when they want to, wreak havoc when they want to, capture men for pleasure, transform into futanari and fuck women, or even have sex with other witches. Whatever they do, as long as it satisfies their desires, nothing else matters. Representative examples of this are Sandy and Isabel, mentioned earlier. They collaborate with humans on witch hunts because doing so further satisfies their lustful needs.

Just as there are philosophers among humans, there are also some witches who ponder questions such as "the meaning of life and existence." Gloria is one of them.

Lin Shangren looked through her psychological shadows. Unlike Alison, whose heart was filled with fear, Gloria's heart was filled with more confusion and emptiness: the biggest psychological shadow in her heart had nothing to do with killing, but the helplessness she felt when she found herself unable to leave the range of the shelf market.

Why do I exist? Why can't I leave here? I want to see the wider world outside. I possess such great power, but is this power really only born for destruction? What else can I do with it? Why do I... exist?

Unable to figure it out, Gloria began to avoid these problems, trying to distract herself by "fighting, it's cool." But after destroying two blocks and killing all the human traffickers inside, she grew tired of this feeling of bullying. So, she began to look for other witches, hoping to find answers to her questions from them, or to fight them, using fighting and bloodshed to distract herself and cover up her panic.

Then, she met the witch named Edna, a peculiar witch with pale blond hair, wielding a sword and shield, whose manners and words resembled a knight's. She was a strange witch who proactively protected humanity, rescuing victims who had been abducted and sold on the market. She seemed to have found the meaning of her life.

"My heart tells me that my strength should be used to protect the weak," Edna replied to Gloria's question. She then added, "But I still feel anger and depression...but we can't leave this ominous city."

"Me...same."

So the two powerful witches fought a battle after that, not for any ideology or anything else, but simply to vent their anger. After that, they became friends, but Gloria still couldn't find the meaning of her life, couldn't find a clear meaning.

But she agreed with Edna's words that their strength could be used to protect the weak. However, Gloria was not interested in protecting humans.

"Killing one's own kind is really stupid."

However, when she saw some witches teaming up with humans to hunt other witches, Gloria realized that witches were just as foolish as humans. At the same time, she became certain of one thing: she had to protect those of her kind who couldn't protect themselves, those witches who lived in isolation. That was why she had broken into the Evil Law Street building tonight, and why she had decisively taken action when she saw Lin Shangren about to harm Alison.

Lin Shangren actually quite liked people like Gloria, but he didn't have much time to gradually become her friend by exchanging sincerity for sincerity, so he decided to use PUA tactics to stabilize her first. He had done things like getting on the bus first and buying the ticket later.

"What don't you want?"

"Don't... don't kill me. I..."

"I know you're not afraid of death," Lin Shangren said calmly. "You just want to die meaningfully. You just don't want to die so confusedly."

Lin Shangren put away the instant death magic in his hand, and then wrapped himself and Gloria's bodies with the shadow of his heart.

"You want to find the meaning of your existence, you want to see a wider world, you want to truly live... Yes, all of these are possible. As long as you submit to me, I can give them to you."

In the space of consciousness, Lin Shangren created the world and plucked the stars and the moon with just a wave of his hand, showing Gloria all the magnificent scenes he had seen.

"I can grant you everything you desire, but you must pledge your loyalty to me." Lin Shangren suddenly raised his hand and conjured a hundred-meter-long mighty Avada within his consciousness. "One last chance. Pledge your allegiance or die."

Gloria didn't want to die, so she knelt down in front of Lin Shangren while standing on the Milky Way among the starry sea simulated by Lin Shangren.

Lin Shangren didn't have the bad taste to throw a cane at her and ask her to break it. He just put a slave collar on Gloria in the real world.

"Okay, it's time for the final step." Lin Shangren removed the Heart Shadow and hugged Gloria's muscular body. "Come and sign a contract with me."

"How to do?"

"Do."

"?"

Without waiting for Gloria's reaction, Lin Shangren's hand had already slipped into her sports vest and grasped her perky breasts. The firm and elastic texture made him feel very satisfied.

"It was my first time getting intimate with a muscular woman who was about my height. My body was a little hard. But her breasts felt pretty good. At least there were a few soft ones left for the child."

Lin Shangren's lust was aroused, and he gradually closed his fingers. He gently stroked the top of Gloria's proud jade peak with two fingers, stroking and pressing it in circles, and then he grabbed her grape-sized nipples. After all, she was a cow, and Gloria's breasts were more sensitive than those of other witches. After just a few moments of playing with her, the strange sensation at her nipples made her feel like she was being bitten by insects, and her breathing became heavy.

If she were at her peak physical strength, Lin Shangren's stimulation wouldn't have caused her any sensation. But now she was in a weakened state, and her physical strength was only that of a slightly stronger female athlete, so Lin Shangren could easily control her.

"Do you like this?"

"My breasts...are so hot."

Gloria rubbed her legs together. The axe she'd struck herself with earlier in the building had ripped a gaping hole through her shorts, revealing the groin beneath her abdomen and the dark bushes. Her snow-white, muscular thighs gently crossed, obscuring the narrow path beneath the trees. Lin Shangren didn't bother spreading her thighs to examine her vaginal shape, but instead, he more aggressively stimulated her enormous nipple. Finally, a milky, warm liquid gushed out, soaking Lin Shangren's fingertips.

"Hey, Gloria, what is this?"

Lin Shangren put his milk-soaked fingers into Gloria's panting mouth and played with her tongue.

"My chest is so swollen... ow... it hurts so much... help me..." Gloria said incoherently.

"What can I do for you?" Lin Shangren put his head close to her ear and sucked her earlobe.

"Help me...get it out..." Gloria blushed and finally showed some girlish shyness.

"That's not the right way to beg someone," Lin Shangren said. "You should use respectful language when addressing your host."

"Ah... please, help me squeeze out the milk that is swelling in my chest, please... Master..."

"That's right."

Lin Shangren extended two tentacles from behind, ripped off Gloria's vest, and turned her face towards him. He kissed Gloria's lips deeply, sucked and licked her tongue, and began to knead her further with his hands.

Milk gurgled down her belly and flowed down the triangle between Gloria's legs, soaking the dark bushes and the hole hidden beneath them. As the stimulation deepened, Gloria's breathing grew heavier, her dazzling white body stained with layers of blush. She trembled involuntarily, her firm breasts rising and falling like waves, creating a soft and flawless surging wave of breasts. Sweet sweat dripped from her body like rain, mingling with the intoxicating, alluring fragrance and her tender, weeping moans, which made the listener's heart itch and the smell stir. Finally, two streams of milky white water shot out, and Gloria reached her climax.

However, it was so intense that Gloria accidentally bit Lin Shangren's tongue. Feeling the warm, sweet taste in her mouth, Gloria was startled: "Woo... Haah... Yes, I'm sorry..."

"It's still a bit dangerous after all. This is the witch in a weak state. If it's the witch in her prime, then I'm not just a pony pulling a big cart. This is just a pony getting lucky, and it's a fully insured semi-trailer." Lin Shangren thought to himself.

Despite this, he still smiled calmly: "It's okay. It has healed on its own."

As Lin Shangren spoke, he reached for Gloria's muddy buttocks, "My self-healing ability is no weaker than your witches. Come on, spread your legs a little. We should officially begin."

Chapter 200 He chose the simplest and most brutal solution

"are you OK?"

Gloria looked at Lin Shangren under her with some concern: "Sorry, sorry, I was a little too excited."

Having never experienced anything like this before, Gloria, who was filled up by Lin Shangren, sat down twice after the climax, still feeling unsatisfied.

Then, Gloria, who had regained her original strength, sat on Lin Shangren's hip, causing a comminuted fracture. If he hadn't reacted quickly enough to quantum-ghost his penis first, his fate would have been more than just a broken hip.

"I am fine."

Lin Shangren turned his head away. It was not a good feeling to be run over by a sleek and smooth semi-trailer. Fortunately, the bird doctor's recovery speed was fast enough, and he returned to normal in just a moment.

"This is probably the most serious injury I've suffered since I traveled through time."

Thinking, Lin Shangren sat up, and was hugged by Gloria again. Lin Shangren was a little confused by the big breasts, and then he heard Gloria whisper: "Can you accept this kind of strength? There is no way, your body is too weak, it is not easy for me to control the strength."

"That's not bad." Lin Shangren took the date in front of his chest and sucked it twice, then said, "Even if I can control the strength of my arms, I can't control the contraction there, right? It seems that I won't be able to have a proper show with you in the short term."

"If you want, I can suck it out with my mouth. It must taste delicious. I haven't felt this good in a long time... I mean the physical strength... well, all-around good."

Looking at Lin Shangren sucking milk in his arms, he was completely defenseless. His body was more fragile than he thought. As long as his arms exerted a little force...

Gloria reached out her hand to the back of Lin Shangren's head and gently stroked his hair. "Isn't this how humans feed their cubs?"

She had completely given up on the idea of ​​a surprise attack on Lin Shangren. A secondary reason was that after Lin Shangren had demonstrated the techniques of "sucking the head while kissing" and "inserting a stick into two acupuncture points simultaneously," Gloria was convinced that if she attempted to harm him, he would kill her instantly without hesitation. The primary reason was that the promise Lin Shangren had made to her was enough for her.

"I don't know, I haven't seen it, but it's probably like this." Lin Shangren opened his mouth and answered.

"Because you were too young at that time, so you don't remember it?"

"I haven't experienced it," Lin Shangren replied, "but I have drunk human milk, and it's no different from a witch's. Maybe there's no reproductive isolation between humans and witches."

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing interesting. Just biology."

Lin Shangren released his arms that were holding Gloria, wrapped his body in shadows, and changed into a new set of clothes. At the same time, he dissipated the Avada Kedavra hidden in the shadow of his palm.

There was no need to test Gloria anymore. The time we had to be awake was limited, so it was time to get down to business and get down to business.

"Your ability is really convenient. It's much more 'magical' than us witches who don't even know any magic." Gloria said jokingly, "By the way, please make me a pair of shorts too. I don't want to go around with you naked."

Gloria's leather shorts had already been hit by an axe, and after being torn apart by Lin Shangren, they had completely turned into a piece of unwearable rag.

"I didn't conjure this up, I just changed into the clothes I brought with me," Lin Shangren explained. "And I don't have any women's clothes as large as yours. I do have a few pairs of pantyhose and thongs, which are quite stretchable, so you should be able to wear them."

"Why do you carry those things with you?!"

"What do you care about me... It's better to be prepared, and now it comes in handy."

Lin Shangren looked at Gloria's two thick, strong, snow-white thighs and thought to himself, "She should look similar to old aunt Chun-Li in black stockings. She should be slightly thinner than old aunt."

"Wearing just that isn't much different from being naked, right? By the way, did the original owner of this house leave behind any clothes or anything?"

"I'll take you to look for it."

Lin Shangren snapped his fingers and teleported Gloria to the master bedroom on the second floor of the mansion. The bedroom was in a state of disarray: closet doors splayed, bedding disheveled, and boxes scattered across the floor. It was clear the mansion's owner had left in a hurry, taking only a few valuables. Anything inconvenient to carry was left behind. The villa complex where the mansion was located was sufficiently remote that the thugs from the center of Xiefa Street hadn't yet swept through it.

"Wow, if Brother Sha came here to play outdoor survival, wouldn't he die?"

Thinking of this, Lin Shangren extended his shadow touch and began to examine the room.

"Is this a wardrobe?" Gloria walked towards an ancient Western-style wardrobe.

"They should be the clothes the original owner often wore. Look, there's a dressing room over there. There's quite a lot of clothes. You can choose for yourself."

As he said that, Lin Shangren sat down on the big bed.

"It's quite comfortable to lie down. There's something in the bedside table."

Lin Shangren reached through the shadows and retrieved the contents: a large box of Okamoto umbrellas, a bottle of dried seahorses, small blue pills, lubricant... In the drawer below, there was an electric horn and several pairs of lingerie. Judging by the remnants of golden hair, the mistress of this mansion must be a large mare. Furthermore, Lin Shangren sensed several leather tights and masks through his shadow touch, as well as a small whip, candles, beads, rope, clips... and other common tools for writing letters.

"Good boy, you're playing it pretty big."

Lin Shangren sat up from the bed with a somersault.

"This one is too small, this one is too tight... These pants fit pretty well, but they're too white."

Gloria searched the closet for a long time before finally finding a pair of white yoga pants that barely fit her.

Looking at Gloria's perky butt and slender thighs clad in yoga pants, Lin Shangren felt even more frustrated: he could see and touch them, but he couldn't use them. For the first time, he wished he could become a stat monster, the kind that could passionately collide with a full-coverage semi-truck.

"How is it? It should fit well, right?" Gloria turned around and asked Lin Shangren.

"Very good." He raised his hand and used his shadow to cover Gloria's white yoga pants with a layer of pure black, revealing a few white stripes that formed several laceration-like textures.

"That's even better. Now, let's get down to business, Gloria. I need you to tell me everything you know about the witches and this city. Then... we can go to the Gate and have some fun."

……

Gloria didn't know much information, but she did know a lot about "Zhimen", the organization to which the building belonged, and its leader, Zhimen, who shared the same name as the organization.

It was a human underworld organization led by a leader named Zhimen, who seemed to possess some supernatural power, allowing him to raise and control the witches' natural enemies, the demon maggots. Using these maggots, he captured several witches, some of whom he either recruited or actively collaborated with to aid him in his witch-hunting efforts. Others, like Alison, fell victim to gambling, their mental breakdowns leading to their consumption by the demon maggots.

Because Gloria's code of conduct was to protect the weak, she frequently clashed with the witch-hunting organization, the Zhimen. She had repeatedly intruded into Zhimen gathering points, saving several captured witches, but she had also been severely injured by Zhimen witches, forcing her to flee in dismay.

During this process, she learned a lot of information about the Zhimen organization.

"Witches, mercenaries, and demonic maggots. These three are the main forces of the Zhimen Organization," Gloria said. "Human mercenaries are nothing to fear from me. No matter what weapons they're equipped with, I can chop them into pieces with a single blow of my axe. As for the demonic maggots, as long as I'm on guard and don't get close to them or get entangled, they won't be able to cause me any effective damage.

The only problem was the witches working with the Zhimen. Isabel was the easiest to deal with. Her power wasn't even on the same level as mine, and she didn't have any special abilities.

Then there's Sita. She's got pangolin-like scales and can burrow underground, carrying others and even maggots with her. A sneak attack from her could be troublesome. However, her inherent strength is even less than Isabel's, so she's more durable. Splitting her in half would require two more axe strikes.

A more troublesome character is Irene. Her katana is powerful, and she can even influence her opponent's mind with her voice. Just like the legendary siren... she certainly looks like one. If it's a naval battle, she'll probably be even more powerful.

And... the toughest one, Sandy. She calls herself a tiger, but she looks like a bear. Her speed, strength, and even skill are all superior to mine. She beat me half to death that time. Luckily, Edna was around that day, and Sandy didn't have any help. It took the two of us to barely fight her off.

Of course... if you want to kill them, it should be easy."

Lin Shangren nodded and continued, "My goal isn't simply to kill them. However, based on your description, Sandy and Isabel are ready to die. I definitely won't 'save' someone who kills indiscriminately, has promiscuous sex, and likes to turn into a futanari. By the way, are there any other witches in the Zhimen Organization?"

"I'm not sure about that," Gloria said. "Actually, I still haven't recognized all the other 25 witches. Aside from the four witches from the Zhimen Organization, there aren't many witches I know.

The one I was closest to was called Edna, a quirky creature dedicated to protecting women and children, and her fighting ability was no less than mine. Living in the city's west side, she secretly protected many women and children who had been captured and sold on the market, sending them to the edge of the market when the time was right and helping them escape the city.

Then there's Wilma. She's a pacifist and has never actively attacked humans... but she has looted several libraries and bookstores. She seems to enjoy your human knowledge and usually spends her time reading in her hideout. Um... by the way, she's been investigating the origins of witches and maggots. I wonder if she's made any progress.

Then there were the witches I'd saved: Kara, Carol... What was the name of that one with the long tongue and the chameleon-like invisibility... Felicia? I think that's her name. Hmm... Kara had several black eyes on her head, and judging by her appearance, she also had the ability to spin poisonous webs. She must be a spider. I had quite a bit of contact with her. She was active in the neighborhood near Edna.

As for Carol... she has cat ears, so she's probably a white cat. I haven't had much contact with her, but she seems to be looking for a way to leave the city, just like me.

As for that chameleon that can turn invisible... I don't even remember its name...

So, what are you going to do? Just like you did to me?"

"Yeah." Lin Shangren nodded. "These are the only witches known so far. The rest are either in hiding or have been killed by the Zhimen Organization, right?"