An infinite journey starting from paradise

Darkness, lightning, blazing flames, pure pale blue psychic energy... multiple strands of energy entwined Lin Shangren's enormous form. The large Buddhist beads magnified not only Lin Shangren's form, but also his various attributes, abilities, and the total amount and flow of his energy. The surge of energy cast an eerie shadow and blue halo on the surface of Lin Shangren's Ultraman Seven suit.

At this time, Lin Shangren is more like a stronger version of Delusional Seven than the real Ultra Seven. And the reason why Lin Shangren appeared here is the same as Delusional Seven. The crying, despair and resentment of the bullied people summoned him here.

“God…save me…”

After seeing the sudden appearance of the red-silver giant emitting an ominous aura, the dark elf cavalry who was still killing women and children with his spear a moment ago desperately uttered the last words of the civilians he killed before they died.

The next second, his body was evaporated into nothingness by the pouring flames and thunder.

"Run! Retreat!"

The remaining dark elf cavalry quickly turned and retreated, galloping away, trying to escape the village and this terrifying giant. The Linshang people didn't use the Shadow Swamp to restrict their movements, but instead slowly pursued them, their fifty-meter-tall bodies moving at a leisurely pace. A death by instant annihilation from the intense heat was too merciful. They should have fled in fear, then fallen into a vortex of death in despair, just like the innocents they had slaughtered.

Lifting a leg, taking a step—such simple movements, magnified to fifty meters in height, took on terrifying destructive power. The earth cracked and trembled under Lin Shangren's stomping feet, and the gusts of wind he whipped up could blow people off their feet. At this moment, he was a true walking disaster.

"Where's the priest? Use wind magic to protect and speed up! Ah!!!"

"That giant is still chasing us, damn it!"

“Help…Help!!!”

The huge paws came down, crushing and shattering the bedbugs one after another.

Such a big commotion could not fail to attract other people's attention. In several nearby villages that were also looted, a dark elf sergeant was wondering why the human being to be slaughtered in front of him was suddenly wrapped in a black mass. The next moment, he saw the terrible giant in the distance amid the trembling earth.

"What is that?" "Is it a giant city-guarding golem? I've seen one on the northern battlefield. It's an ancient weapon only possessed by the White Elves of Ridgard!"

"How is this possible?! How could those white bastards be here?!"

"Get ready to meet the enemy!!!"

Due to the distance and the darkness, the dark elf cavalry was unable to accurately assess the golem, believing it to be only a dozen meters tall. However, as Lin Shangren gradually approached, with the hurricane he stirred and his devastating power close at hand, facing this terrifying and indescribable giant, the dark elf cavalry were all plunged into fear and despair.

"Meet the enemy...meet...escape!"

There is no escape. Before Lin Shangren's wrath subsides, no sinner can escape.

"All of you dogs, turn into compost for my crops. Yeah!!!"

The turmoil caused by the Linshang people naturally attracted the attention of the border troops of the human empire of Rufen and the dark elf kingdom of Keludora. They sent out scouts to investigate, but they could only observe from afar. The terrifying red giant, with its incomparable destructive power, was a terrifying sight never before seen in mythology.

The news was quickly reported to the top leaders of the two countries through communication magic. That night, most of the major forces on the continent of Midgard learned of this terrifying information: a red giant god appeared on the border between the Rufen Empire and the Kairudora Kingdom.

……

"Huh, is the energy of the big Buddhist beads running out?"

Lin Shangren, in his giant form, stood still, his feet a cracked, blood-soaked earth. Feeling the power draining from the large Buddhist beads, he raised his hand and removed the black shadows that protected the village buildings and the villagers.

The black shadows retreated like a tide, and the villagers who were originally seriously injured under the shadows were completely healed. Just as they were surprised, their eyes looked at the red giant standing on the earth, and instinctively began to pray and kneel.

However, the giant's body shrank rapidly and soon disappeared into the night.

"It's okay, at least it wasn't three minutes. Put it away and charge it."

Lin Shangren toyed with the dimmed large Buddhist beads in his hand, placing them within the dark shadow of his palm. This magical orb, like Lin Shangren's penis, had an extremely unscientific energy conversion rate—after completely consuming its energy, it required twelve hours of recharge before it could be used again. It couldn't be quickly recharged by injecting large amounts of energy, but the spiritual energy required to recharge it was almost the same as the cost of masturbating.

"You looked so scary when you were angry just now. I've never seen you like that before. What happened? Are you talking about those bandits who killed innocent people?"

"Because I recalled some bad memories. I remembered the children who were blown to pieces by landmines on their way to school, the beasts who trained child soldiers with drugs, and myself who was hit and killed by a stray bullet from the rebels." Lin Shangren said calmly, "Back then, I was powerless, and now... Sigh."

Lin Shangren shook his head and continued, "Let's go to the village where we started. Let's see who summoned me with that magic circle."

Shuiliu Village, the village where Lin Shangren arrived, was named after a tree called Shuiliu that grew there.

At this time, the villagers of Shuiliu Village were still in shock. Some of them stood there in a daze with dull eyes, some knelt on the ground and prayed, kowtowing in the direction where Lin Shangren disappeared, and more people either wailed or collected the bodies of their murdered relatives with numb expressions.

“Theresa… wu… wu wu Theresa…”

An old man with mottled hair was crying bitterly while holding the girl's broken body in his arms, and on the ground beside them was a piece of parchment that had not yet burned out.

"Condolences."

A gentle force supported the old man's forehead, and at the same time, the torn body of his granddaughter in his arms was healing. Although healing the body could not bring the girl back to life, it could at least allow her to be buried in a decent manner.

"Ah... ah?"

The old man raised his head and just saw Lin Shangren still wearing the Seven suit.

“You…you are…?”

Fear, astonishment, and ecstasy filled the old man. He immediately knelt down and kowtowed to Lin Shangren: "God, please, please save my granddaughter, please."

Lin Shangren activated his soul-colored vision and was certain that the girl's soul energy had completely dissipated and could not be recovered.

"I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do." Lin Shangren said softly.

After all, he is just Lin Shangren, not a real Ultraman. He does not have the life solidification technology nor the magical abilities unique to those fantasy special effects. Being able to save the survivors in the village is already the best result that Lin Shangren can achieve at this stage.

"and many more."

Lin Shangren's eyes were fixed on the unburned parchment on the ground. A faint blue psychic glow was lingering on the charred parchment.

"Appraisal."

[Name: Soul Contract (used)]

[Quality: Magical Creation? Damaged Quality]

[Status: Used, effect in effect]

【Producer: ■■】

[Note: This parchment scroll, inscribed with sacrificial magic, uses the soul as a sacrifice to unilaterally summon the demon god to fulfill a wish. Regardless of whether the demon god accepts the commission, the soul of the sacrificer will belong to the summoned demon god. The burning of the contract marks the time when the sacrifice is delivered.]

"Oh?"

After reading the item description on the parchment, Lin Shangren quickly took out the [Dice of Four Beasts] to activate the power of Maxwell's demon, and at the same time used the Igni Seal to burn the parchment fragments.

At the moment the parchment was completely burned out, a light blue soul in the shape of a girl emerged from it. Just before she was about to dissipate into pure energy particles and enter Lin Shangren's body, Lin Shangren grabbed her and pushed her back into his body.

"Teresa?!"

At the moment the soul returned to the body, the old man holding the girl felt his granddaughter suddenly move.

“Help…help me…”

The girl struggled to open her eyes.

"Teresa!"

The old man burst into tears of joy, and the young girl looked at him in surprise and doubt: "Grandpa? Were you killed too? Is this... heaven?"

"No no... no child, no... you're still alive, we're all still alive... wuwuwu."

Seeing the grandfather and grandson crying tears of joy after surviving the disaster, Lin Shangren smiled. Perhaps his summons here were the beginning of another conspiracy of the Mother Goddess. Perhaps the parchment that saved this village and the innocent people around it actually concealed a hidden evil. None of this mattered for the time being. At least Lin Shangren had saved one more innocent person. This made him very happy.

However, the questions that needed to be answered still needed to be resolved, so Lin Shangren coughed twice, a little inappropriately, and said, "Excuse me, young lady, could you tell me where you got that piece of parchment just now?"

The computer system crashed, so I missed a day.

As the title says, I was fiddling with the virtual machine and caused my computer to blue screen. I saved the draft on the computer, so I have to postpone it today.

Chapter 440: Five Loaves and Two Fishes

Although Ultraman's design language is very positive, even children who have never seen Ultraman will know that he is a positive character at first sight. However, in this Western fantasy-style alien world, a humanoid creature with a red body, a silver head, big yellow eyes suddenly stands in front of you and speaks human words. This scene is still quite weird.

As expected, the moment Theresa looked up and saw Lin Shangren, she screamed in fear: "Ah! Monster...monster...Grandpa, run!"

"Theresa, this is the God who saved us all. Please don't do this... My Lord, please forgive me..." The old man trembled as he protected his resurrected granddaughter behind him, forcing a flattering expression on his face.

"Don't be afraid." Lin Shangren said softly, and then he put Ultraman Seven's suit into his body through the black shadow on his body, revealing his true appearance.

Using his eagle finger to soothe the little girl, Lin Shangren continued, "I'm not a bad person, nor am I a god. My name is Lin Shangren, so just think of me as a more powerful magician."

Although in this situation, declaring oneself a god would certainly be easier to intimidate the locals and make them more cooperative, but just like a certain emperor, Lin Shangren's self-identification with his human identity was almost paranoid.

Feeling the warmth flowing into her body, the little girl named Theresa quickly calmed down. Looking at the tall, black-haired uncle suddenly squatting in front of her, a trace of panic rose in her heart again.

"Little girl, could you tell me where you got that parchment?"

"Parchment? That... I don't know... I was very scared... Those bad guys wanted to catch me... They killed so many people... I was so scared, I hoped someone would come and save us... Then my head hurt, my body ached... I didn't know anything..."

The little girl who survived the disaster obviously had not yet recovered her normal ability to express herself in words. Lin Shangren could only gently rub her head and check her memory.

After reading the memories of the little girl Theresa and using the power of Laplace's demon to slightly replay the history, Lin Shangren felt that the way he had just killed the group of dark elves was still too merciful.

Fortunately, he left a few people alive to serve as spyware. After he had obtained the information he needed, he threw them to the villagers to take revenge and complain.

As for the origin of the parchment, Lin Shangren really couldn't confirm it. Judging from the historical fragments recalled by Laplace's demon, the parchment really did appear next to the little girl named Theresa just before she was pierced through the chest by the sharp knife of the dark elf cavalry. It appeared out of thin air in the physical sense. No matter how Lin Shangren slowed down the history, he could not see the process of its appearance.

"Either it's another trap set by that guy, or it was done by my future self or some unknown ally." Lin Shangren made a judgment.

Regardless of the reality, Lin Shangren couldn't confirm the other party's specific purpose for the time being. Rather than dwelling on this, it was more important to quickly confirm the current overall situation.

Theresa's grandfather, the old man named Clay, is the village chief of Shuiliu Village. Through his consciousness, Lin Shangren quickly confirmed the basic situation of the village and its surroundings.

This is the eastern border of the human empire Rufen, and it is also one of the rare places that is not blocked by the Kolinnodar River and directly borders the Kingdom of Keludora or the original Kingdom of Garland.

Until more than a year ago, Shuiliu Village and the surrounding towns and villages were quite prosperous, because this was the only way for commercial exchanges between the Rufen Empire and the United Kingdom of the Garland Race. Most of the merchants and adventurers would pass through here, making it an important transportation hub.

However, more than a year ago, the Kingdom of Kairudra suddenly declared war on the Kingdom of the United Races of Garland and quickly destroyed it with overwhelming force. After the Kingdom of Kairudra took over Garland's original territory, the original commercial hub was quickly replaced by a military camp.

While the Kingdom of Kerudora continued to invade the Kingdom of Redgardo from the north, it also increased its garrison here significantly, as if it was ready to launch a war against the Rufen Empire at any time.

The dark elf garrison stationed here was not only well-disciplined but also possessed a thief-like nature. They quickly began forcing the border residents, regardless of nationality, to the point of exhausting their resources.

Faced with a neighboring nation's increased troop deployment, the Rufen Empire responded with a similar surge. However, the human border troops' discipline, while far superior to their allies, was arguably corrupt. They quickly and smoothly joined the ferocious "sideline," tacitly collaborating with the enemy to exploit the civilian population on both sides. Cruel and punishing industries like smuggling and human trafficking also began to semi-openly exploit new markets here.

Simply put, both sides are bastards, both want to kill each other, but in reality they just fall for each other. The only unlucky ones who suffer are innocent people on both sides.

The public’s thoughts on this are also very classic: those who can escape escape, those who cannot escape endure, and those who cannot endure have not rebelled yet. However, there are already some people who are desperately trying to become one of the bastards and have succeeded.

In short, if you are playing an SLG game, using this place as the initial home base is definitely a high-difficulty start.

Fortunately, Lin Shangren opened it.

The system-issued world quest, "For Love and Peace," tasked him with ending the war on Midgard and ushering in an era of peace and stability. With Lin Shangren's abilities, he could easily brainwash and control the ruling classes of all the nations on the continent, forcing them to reconcile from top to bottom.

But Lin Shangren himself disliked this superficial approach, which only addressed the symptoms. In the scientific world, this was only a temporary fix; ultimately, historical crimes had to be settled before human society could achieve unity. In this world, instead of using brainwashing to bring about an unsustainable false peace, it was better to launch a war of unification from the bottom up.

What's more, the world quest, "Demon of Destruction," required him to destroy the order of the entire continent of Midgard and make all mortals tremble under his feet. And the reward for this quest was provided by the long-time "Big Brother of the Ranking."

This so-called "Lord of the Hundred Aspects of the Stars" is the only high-ranking being that Lin Shangren can trust so far, except for the system girl Ashrose. Perhaps his "last gift" can help him face the unfathomable Mother Goddess head-on.

Therefore, Lin Shangren finally decided to launch a war of "saving the world after destruction" from the bottom up. He would gather an army in the name of the Kingdom of Everlorien, destroy all the countries on the continent of Midgard, and then reintegrate and unify them.

Slavery is too backward, so let's just stick to some feudal superstitions.

Land grabbing, farming, building troops, training, conquering cities and territories... If he followed the typical SLG game process, Lin Shangren would undoubtedly spend a considerable amount of time in this world. Even if he had a resource cheat, allowing him to use the advanced productivity of other worlds to enrich the rich first and then benefit the poor, training troops and spreading ideas still took time.

Fortunately, Lin Shangren has "pseudo time stop" and "simulated dream training ground".

"First, I need to confirm the political structures, magic, and other 'supernatural powers' of the major countries on the continent... Sigh, I have too many cards to play. I need to find the optimal solution..."

Lin Shangren dropped his chin, lost in thought. Clay and Theresa, the grandfather and grandson, didn't dare to speak, so they kept their heads down in silence. Theresa, the little girl, would occasionally look up and quietly glance at Lin Shangren.

A moment later, Lin Shangren snapped his fingers, and a tide of black shadows spread out again, quickly engulfing Shuiliu Village and the surrounding villages. The villagers were swallowed by the shadows beneath their feet, and the next moment they were brought to the open space in the center of Shuiliu Village.

Before they could figure out the situation and let out a panicked cry, a majestic voice came over their heads.

"Silence." Lin Shangren, who was holding the dragon head jade, said so.

Psychic energy was injected into the dragon-shaped jade in his hand, and then a thousand-meter-tall, glowing shadow of Ultraman Seven stood in the sky.

"what!"

Witnessing the "god" up close, most people were terrified. Some were devout, while others barely maintained their sanity. They realized that their fate might be rewritten.

"Stand still."

Lin Shangren's voice carried an authority that brooked no disobedience.

"Look directly at me."

Then, in the eyes of the villagers, the body of this great existence that was difficult to describe in words began to shrink gradually, and finally turned into a ball of light and landed in front of the crowd. The light dissipated, leaving only Lin Shangren in black clothes floating there.

"Everyone, as you can see, I am the giant who saved you."

Lin Shangren raised his right hand, and the royal pattern on the Hagarm King's Ring was projected by the dragon-head jade.

"My name is Lin Shangren, King of the Kingdom of Ivlorien, your savior and protector. I wonder if you are aware that fifteen hundred years ago, this continent once existed a great unified kingdom that unified all races and brought everything under its rule.

Even if you don't know it, it doesn't matter. Tonight, at this very moment, it will return to this continent. I will lead it to liberate the people oppressed by the false dynasty and bring lasting peace. And you, my subjects, are fortunate. You will be the first subjects of the Kingdom of Ivlorien to return to the continent. I will protect your lives and grant you a peaceful life. All you need do is pledge your loyalty to me!

Apart from the overwhelming sense of shame and embarrassment of a middle school student, Lin Shangren's impassioned speech is not difficult to understand for modern people who have received a systematic education. However, it is still too difficult to understand for these fellow countrymen from another world who have never received prenatal education and cannot even write their own surnames and names.

Seeing that the villagers below were still digesting his words with confusion on their faces, Lin Shangren had no choice but to tell them what he was going to do in more understandable terms.