An infinite journey starting from paradise

"It's boring, just kill him directly."

Sita and Sandy—these two were truly difficult for Lin Shangren to develop a sexual interest in. One was simply too small. Fifteen or sixteen was acceptable to Lin Shangren, but five or six… he wasn't that savage. As for a muscular woman like Sandy, Lin Shangren's limit was Chun-Li's size. He couldn't handle anything bigger, like Marissa or Gagran. Furthermore, this witch named Sandy had a massive bulge between her legs, which looked like she could give Lin Shangren a run for his money. For someone like her, physical redemption was the best option.

Then, a green light flashed in Lin Shangren's hand, and the two demon women's heads fell to the ground. Then their abdomens began to swell and expand, and then they were about to give birth and be reborn.

Just as Lin Shangren was about to absorb the red spiritual energy that enveloped their souls, a scarlet magic circle suddenly lit up under their bodies.

"Still coming? Do you think I'm a vegetarian?"

Seeing the magic circle appear, Lin Shangren became alert.

Then, a huge red light completely engulfed the bodies of Sandy and Sita. When the red light dissipated, Sandy and Sita were no longer on the ground.

"Where are they?"

"here."

Lin Shangren raised his hands, holding two translucent flesh balls. Through the translucent flesh membrane, he could clearly see two embryos that already had human form. However, without the nutritional supply of the previous body, the embryos' development was very "slow."

"This is……"

Jiaolu Zhanghu looked at the embryo in the flesh ball in confusion, and then a stream of bright red infected the tissue fluid in the flesh ball. After being nourished by Lin Shangren's blood, the development speed of the embryo increased visibly, and it was developing from a human form to a baby.

"Just leave the newborn alone."

As he spoke, Lin Shangren put the two balls of flesh into the shadow inside his coat and placed them next to Isabel and Kara who were still sleeping.

"Keep going." Lin Shangren took out the witcher badge hanging around his neck. "My badge just vibrated. There must be another sorceress nearby!"

Chapter 211: Transparent World, start!

Of course, not everyone in the Zhimen organization deserved death. Besides the criminals who were facing a life sentence and a guaranteed death penalty, there were also victims trafficked here, as well as a small number of workers like chefs, cleaners, and waiters who risked their lives to work for the Zhimen organization for the ridiculously high salaries. They were originally considered innocent.

I say "originally" because this city possesses a strange allure no less potent than Gotham City: spending enough time here inevitably leads to radicalization and madness, gradually transforming from bystanders and victims into new perpetrators. In the end, both the guilty and the innocent perish, devoured by the demonic maggots, and mingled into a single, disgusting monstrosity.

If they can be saved, it’s best to do your best. If they can’t be saved, then forget it. At most, you can make their death less painful.

Adhering to this basic principle, Lin Shangren fought his way all the way to the 29th floor of the building. Kakuroka Shogo, who was part of the battlefield atmosphere team, stayed on the 27th floor to "rest and recuperate." He simply couldn't handle Lin Shangren's ingenious criminal art anymore, and after vomiting up yesterday's dinner, he finally collapsed.

"At least I've fought my way through a sea of ​​blood and corpses... I should have watched more of 'The Man Who Raised a Man' and David Cronenberg's body horror films." Lin Shangren shook his head and thought, "Speaking of which, this city really does have the feel of a cult film: a city full of crime, a population of mentally ill people, a sexy witch with special powers, a monster made of rotting flesh and body parts, and a tough, handsome protagonist. Plenty of blood and blood, body parts flying everywhere, and all kinds of drama and extreme scenes..."

As he pondered, Lin Shangren used his shadow touch to survey the upper floors: some were packing up their belongings and preparing to flee, others were preparing for a surprise attack. The women and men who had been abused were breathing weakly, while the Taoist who had been high enough to lose track of life and death was still banging his head against the wall.

"According to the plots of certain genre films, I've already fought my way through a sea of ​​blood and created a hell on earth. Now, should I just go for another blast? Once I'm done, I'll just start fighting, and then I'll keep fighting... That's why I like those cult films that don't preach values, just gore. I wonder if there's a 'King of Sinners' to watch in this world."

With crazy and chaotic thoughts in his mind, Lin Shangren walked towards the 30th floor with light steps, swinging several long swords in his hands.

"How about a whole chainsaw or something? And then tying your intestines around your neck... So disgusting... I don't know if Oden-sensei knows anything about this. Is there even Jump in this world? Damn, I should ask Kakuka Akigo..."

His consciousness became increasingly chaotic, constantly shifting from the original orderly good to chaotic evil... er, to abstract good. Just as Lin Shangren was about to pat his head hard to calm himself down, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck.

A giant sword as big as a door panel suddenly hit the back of his head. Seeing that his head was about to turn into "smashed cucumbers in rotten sauce", Lin Shangren suddenly lowered his body - he liquefied the shadow under his feet, and his lower body sank into the shadow swamp, barely avoiding the sneak attack.

When he was about to turn around to meet the enemy, the person who attacked him and the huge sword had disappeared.

"Interesting. My spider sense didn't give me any warning, and I didn't sense anyone else when I used my shadow touch just now. What the hell are you?"

Lin Shangren observed his surroundings vigilantly.

Logically, shadowtouch should be able to sense any object that casts a shadow. As an optical phenomenon, any object that blocks light in its path will create a shadow, unless that object is completely transparent.

"Is this person's ability this time to be a transparent world?" Lin Shangren pondered.

Suddenly, he sneered, "Transparent, huh? Can you be more transparent than me? Schrödinger's Cat is activated."

Lin Shangren erased his own "existence" and transformed into a quantum ghost state. This only prevented the opponent from launching a surprise attack on him. The next thing to do was to find the little bitch who was secretly attacking him.

"Completely transparent, shadows can't locate them, and the naked eye can't detect them. You can't even hear the other person's breathing or heartbeat. There's something special about it. Is this a witch specializing in assassination, or something else? Gloria seemed to have mentioned a chameleon witch. Could she be it?"

Since vision, hearing and smell are unable to confirm the attacker's location, is it really just like a blind man groping in the dark?

"Then it's better to turn on Lucky Pervert and start touching. Maybe you can grab a big noodle or pinch its butt."

In fact, Lin Shangren had a simpler and more efficient method, which was to activate the ability of Maxwell's demon and confirm the location of the opponent through the energy particles that made up the opponent's soul and body. But he ignored this point.

"It's more interesting if a transparent person invades another invisible person. Let's make a mold."

Activating Lucky Pervert, a pair of large hands reached forward, and then Lin Shangren pinched two balls of softness that were difficult to grasp with one hand. Judging from the sudden impact, the pair of large throwing pieces must have actively hit Lin Shangren's hands.

"Good tits! Got you!"

Lin Shangren squeezed hard, and the owner of the pair of big pieces cried out in pain. Then her body became transparent and emerged from the air.

She was indeed a witch, a tall, curvaceous, and elegant woman. Like the other witches, she had a delicate, beautiful face, almost like a doll, with flowing white hair and dark green eyes. However, she lacked any animalistic features. Instead, her attire gave her the air of a professional office lady. She wore the same tight black and white outfit, but unlike the other witches' leather tights, hers looked more like a tight-fitting white shirt and a black skirt made of some special fabric.

"If she was wearing thick black stockings and red patent leather high heels, she would have been the ultimate killer, but unfortunately she wasn't. But flesh-colored stockings and stilettos are pretty awkward, too."

【Name: Senlak】

[Race: Witch]

【identity……】

Before Lin Shangren finished reading the other party's message, she became invisible again, but Lin Shangren, who was holding her body tightly, would not let her go easily.

"It would be bad if it broke. Come, hug me!"

Lin Shangren wrapped his arms around Senlak's body, and pressed his upper body tightly against hers. In the tight friction between flesh and flesh, Lin Shangren finally felt her body temperature clearly, cold, very cold, like a corpse.

"She's a cold-blooded animal, after all. She needs the sun to maintain her body temperature. In other words, she needs the sun."

As an assassin, Senlak's mental strength was definitely not bad. Even when she was caught by an opponent who could also become invisible, she did not panic. Instead, she tried to escape through close combat techniques.

However, when she used her free forearm to strike the air where the opponent's armpit should be, she missed. Furthermore, the air in front of her was actually just air, unable to strike the torso of the man holding her. However, her breasts clearly felt the firmness of the other person's chest, and her nipples even hardened from the friction between her clothes.

"How is this possible? What the hell is this guy?!"

As Senlak was startled, Lin Shangren's large hands began to move further. After gently patting Senlak's plump, perky buttocks twice, Lin Shangren reached under her tight skirt. She was covered in two-piece stockings, allowing his palm to directly touch the smooth skin at the base of her thighs. Underneath her skirt, she was wearing a thong, which dug deep into the crotch. The two plump buttocks were soft and springy, and Lin Shangren's hands kneaded them wantonly. His powerful fingers had sunk into the tender flesh, squeezing lightly and hard, savoring the flesh and elasticity of the beautiful buttocks.

The smooth buttocks were caressed, kneaded slowly, pinched hard, peeled outwards, and squeezed inwards, rubbed back and forth. Under Lin Shangren's teasing, Senlak's cold body gradually became hot, and the translucent state could no longer be maintained.

“You… stop!”

Senlak wanted to resist, but she was unable to attack Lin Shangren in the quantum ghost state, so she could only wave the giant sword in her hand helplessly and furiously.

"Enough! Stop it! Stop it!"

Seeing Senlaklin Shangren's ears flushed and his face filled with embarrassment, he became playful. He blew lightly in his ear and whispered, "Then stop it and use something else. Slurp~ Slurp~ Hee hee, I want to eat red date buns~"

Chapter 212 The Nun and the Fish

The "Ah-Hai-Gan," also known as the "orgasm face" or "broken face," or "O-Face" in English, is often used to describe the expression a character makes after experiencing extreme stimulation, especially orgasm. A typical "Ah-Hai-Gan" features rolled-back eyes, an open mouth and tongue sticking out, and red, sweaty cheeks. Parts of the pupils sometimes form a heart or star shape. The "Ah-Hai-Gan" is often accompanied by a "V" sign to end a fight.

As a seasoned driver, Lin Shangren had seen many different kinds of Ah Hei Yan, from the exaggerated, disfigured faces in anime books to the eye-rolling expressions of pleasure in real life. However, this was the first time he had seen an Ah Hei Yan as difficult to hold as Senlak's.

This chameleon witch who looks very queen, just had her butt and chest rubbed, and her neck and head licked, and she showed an expression as if she was about to be played to death. She rolled her left eye up and her right eye down, and her left eye was on sentry and her right eye was standing guard. Her two eyes kept moving forward and backward, her body trembled, her mouth opened, and her tongue stuck out. Then her sticky and slippery tongue drooped on her chest like a hanged ghost.

"Oh my god, you gossip!"

Senlak is truly a chameleon witch. Besides being able to change her body color and cell transparency to achieve light-transmitting invisibility, she also possesses chameleon-like eyes that can rotate freely and a long, retractable tongue. Her ability to pull off such comedic moves is a true gift.

But looking at her orgasmic face that was so difficult to hold back, it was difficult for a normal male to get hard and fill her belly with a dick, so Lin Shangren decisively flashed behind her and started attacking from behind.

"So hot."

Senlak squeezed her legs tightly together, feeling the thick, hard, scorching heat forced between her thighs. But it was in vain, unable to stop Lin Shangren's continued invasion. Soon, the hard, hot tip was firmly pressed against the tight spot between her pubic bones. Lin Shangren's right hand also reached under her skirt and pulled open her thong.

"It's so cold."

Unexpectedly, Lin Shangren did not touch the tuft of hair, which was either rough or soft, nor did he touch soft skin, but instead touched a piece of smooth and cool scales.

"What is this? A reptile's cloaca?"

About an inch further down, I felt two wet pieces.

"It looks like the physiological structure is still human, but with a few more chameleon features. The scales feel great, and the contraction and sucking sensation below are also quite good. But the body temperature is too cold, so it seems I need to rub it to generate heat quickly~"

While thinking, Lin Shangren forcibly pried Senlak's legs apart, grabbed her knees with both hands and picked her up.

“Let…let me go…”

Senlak felt as if the tender flesh of her inner thighs and vagina was about to melt. Waves of strange sensations spread from her lower abdomen.

"Relax, it will be fine soon."

Because Lin Shangren's body was impervious to external forces from others while in quantum ghost state, he had to release the object's quantum ghost state in order to sense the presence of Senlak. Although it was one of his few weaknesses, after absorbing the power of the two witches, it was strong enough to take on the others head-on.

As soon as Lin Shangren released his quantum ghost state, he felt something slippery and flexible wrapped around his shaft, pulling it upwards with force. It turned out to be Senlak's long tongue, which stretched between her legs and flexibly wrapped around Lin Shangren, trying to guide Lin Shangren's thing towards her own hole.

"Faster...faster...there...fill me up..."

……

"Sandy and the others couldn't solve it?"

In the gym on the 42nd floor of the building, the mermaid witch Irene, who was originally practicing sword swinging, was interrupted by an emergency call from the door.

"The situation over there isn't that serious. Senlak has already gone there, and the situation is almost resolved. To prevent the enemy from escaping, you'd better send a team of mercenaries to strike back at them."

Looking at Zhimen's sincere yet greasy expression, Irene couldn't help but grumble inwardly, "Even though witches don't have the ability to remember things long-term, that doesn't mean we're fools. Kicking a drowned dog? I'm afraid we'll be beaten like a dog ourselves. Even if that monster Sandy and Sita team up to deal with him, what good will it do us even if we add me and that Senlak who can't even launch a sneak attack?"

Despite thinking this, Irene still obeyed Zhimen's orders. The reason was simple: she preferred her current life as a pampered perpetrator to surviving alone, constantly on the alert for being hunted by humans and other witches.

"It's such a hassle. I have to go down floor by floor without Sita. I'm too lazy to take the elevator, so I'll just go down directly."

Erin pulled the katana, formed from coagulated blood, from her chest. With a flick of her wrist, a flash of blade slashed across the floor beneath her feet. The crescent-shaped blade pierced through layer after layer of floor, slicing off half the head and a large portion of the shoulder of a hapless individual who happened to be standing there. Because of the unfortunate individual's flesh blocking the way, the blade only reached the thirtieth floor.

"gone."

Irene jumped down on tiptoe, falling slowly like a light and graceful leaf, and soon landed on the floor of the 30th floor.

"The voice... Senlak's voice, what is she doing..."

Faintly, Irene heard Senlak's continuous groans of pain.

“I’m dying…I’m dying…don’t do that…where…Ahhhh!”

"Senlak!"

Irene slashed through the floor with her sword and leaped down to the 29th floor. Then she witnessed a truly bizarre scene. Senlak was suspended in midair, legs spread in an M shape. Her hands were half-raised, making a scissor hand gesture. Her eyes were rolled back, tears welling up in what looked like pain, yet a smile played on her lips. Her thighs trembled and kicked upwards, a constant gurgling sound emanating from between them. A large pool of murky liquid, a mixture of blood and urine, had already formed on the floor beneath her feet.

"Hey... Senlak... you..."

Irene looked at the scene in surprise, not knowing what to say.

"Reptiles are still too sensitive. I only did a few strokes and she became like this. I thought she would be so excited that her color would change..."

"The source of the sound is... my ear canal. The opponent has the ability to become invisible and transmit the sound directly to the opponent's ears. Is he afraid of being located by sound? However, there is no need to locate him by sound. After all, he is definitely behind Senlak now."

Irene swung her blade, striking Senlak's body with a powerful gust of wind. She was certain the blade would pierce through him and injure the enemy who was holding her and assaulting her fiercely. Even if it didn't kill him, the blood splattered from Senlak's body would infect the man, making him invisible. As for Senlak, with her witch's healing ability, she would be completely unharmed after taking the blow, and she would heal herself in seconds.

However, the blade didn't hit Senlak, and she suddenly vanished. Lin Shangren's voice rang in her ears again: "It's wrong to interrupt others' mating, unless you want to join in. You're a fish, right? Conveniently, I have a story about a nun and a fish."

"Where did it go?!"

Irene observed her surroundings vigilantly, and suddenly she started coughing violently. Something fishy and sticky invaded her mouth and hit her throat twice.

"It seems like there's nothing special about a fish's mouth, or am I using it incorrectly?"

"asshole!"

Irene cursed in her heart and bit hard with her teeth, but she missed and almost bit off her tongue.

"Come to think of it, you're quite special. The other witches all have fair skin, but you're the only one with dark skin... or to be more precise, tan. Hehehe, your abs are pretty firm~"

Feeling the dirty touch on her lower abdomen, Irene slashed forward several times in shame and anger, but unfortunately she couldn't touch Lin Shangren at all, even though the other party was right behind her, holding Senlak and fucking him hard.

"I quite like dark-skinned tomboys, especially those with your body type. It would be even better if they were covered with a bra. Add a pair of white socks and I'd be so tempted to stuff my balls in there too~"

"abnormal!!!"

Irene was undoubtedly enraged by Lin Shangren's overly perverted words, but she was only raging helplessly. She couldn't stop him from continuing to wet her body.

"It's not hidden, what a pity... But a B cup is enough, it can be kneaded and squeezed. Hey, the butt is pretty good, so perky and firm, it must feel great to ram it into my hands.

Suosusu, you're sweating a lot, but there's no special smell. Is it because you're a fish witch? Then, if I touch you like this, does that count as touching you like a fish?"

"asshole……"

"Hey, hey, you're not trying to escape, are you? You can't escape!"

"!"

Suddenly, Erin felt her feet slip, and then she felt like she had stepped into a puddle. She lowered her head and found that the shadow under her feet had turned into a dark swamp, tightly grasping her ankles.

"Senlak, lick her."

"what?"