Simultaneous Transmigration: We Share a Role-Playing System

Chapter 115 Adaptation Completed, Eighth Beast: The Beast of Understanding—Demon Void Luo

After returning to the Throne of Heroes twice in succession, beneath the void, Locke's true form continuously invoked another version of himself to adjust the adaptation direction of the Demon Void while fighting, accelerating the Demon Void's adaptation—5 failures.

Let Macho gradually adapt to the Greater Grail Ritual, slightly accelerating the adaptation process by reducing the number of failures to 2.

To make the adaptation of the Demon Lord specifically target the Holy Grail Ritual itself, with a failure rate of 4, slightly accelerate the adaptation of the Demon Lord within a suitable range, with a failure rate of 0.

To make the direction of the Demon Lord's adaptation closer to the Throne of Heroes, 1 failure.

Slightly increase the number of adaptation failures of the Demon Void Demon within a suitable range.

The number of failures to make the Demon Lord adapt to the energy and move it towards the direction of the Throne of Heroes was 0.

Having adapted to all the evils of the matter, and with the help of a suitable plan, Locke modified his magic circuits to become the vessel for the black sludge, remaining completely unaffected.

At the same time, he also gained the ability to control the black mud, using it as a means of attack and defense, and even converting it into magic power to power the Demon Void.

Thanks to the help of this black mud, Locke was able to confidently allow the Demon Lord not only to pursue the template, but to be summoned to make a transformative adaptation to the Greater Grail and the Throne of Heroes themselves, thus accelerating the adaptation process and saving more time.

Gradually, Moxu Luo's body underwent greater and greater changes, becoming more adapted to magic and establishing a connection with the Holy Grail ritual, which also caused the black mud to be consumed faster and faster.

The magical power accumulated over sixty years in the Winterwood Spirit Vein was rapidly consumed at this moment, transforming into an accelerated adaptation to the Demon Void. Gradually, the Demon Void underwent more and more changes, and the Dharma Wheel above its head spun faster and faster.

In the end, Moxu Luo's body almost filled the entire cavity, and his body became increasingly transparent, making Locke somewhat unpredictable. When all the black mud was consumed, Moxu Luo successfully completed the mission given to him by Locke.

At the same time, the existence of Moxu Luo also triggered a reaction from the world's rules. Coincidentally, its existence passed through a screening system, and the world's rules began to automatically empower it, causing earth-shattering changes.

When Locke realized something was wrong and opened his eyes, he didn't see an underground cavern full of black mud, but a world covered by sky and water.

"This is the Throne of Heroes, located on the outer edge of the world."

Some distorted and strange sounds came from behind him. When he turned around, he was surprised to find that it was his shikigami, Moxuluo.

Demon Void Luo—has he spoken?

"Master, there is no need to be surprised. This is simply the result of my adaptation to this ritual and the Throne of Heroes itself."

Locke was shocked by Mo Xuluo's answer, but he'd been shocked quite often lately, so he quickly recovered and asked in return, "And what is the result of this recovery?"

Mo Xuluo turned his head, gazing at the desolate world before him with nonexistent eyes, and replied:

Heroes and demigods, knights and pioneers, mortals and villains—every soul representing a facet of human civilization converges here, together forging this sacred temple known as the Throne of Heroes.

They are the guardians of humanity, and the sharpest sword and the strongest shield in the hands of the Counterforce.

"As a shikigami, my fundamental power is adaptation and harmony. In endless cycles of reincarnation and adaptation, I have arrived at a result: 'understanding.' I attempt to adapt to the Throne of Heroes by starting with an understanding of the concept of human existence."

Before he finished speaking, Moxu Luo slowly raised his hand, his fingertips tracing across the void. The boundless sea of ​​heroic spirits before him instantly surged, shattered, and reconstructed, freezing on the epic moment ten thousand years ago on the plains of Mesopotamia, where the oldest king Gilgamesh stood with his back to the gods, declaring humanity's independence and a complete farewell to the age of gods.

Every time His and Locke's gaze swept across the world, a cataclysmic change occurred.

Those pivotal moments that anchored human reason and forged modernity, from the city-states of Sumer to the fall of Rome, from the sparks of the Industrial Revolution to the first shot of World War II, all the highs and lows of human civilization, were replayed before their eyes, like a surging river that never stops.

"Human beings are truly the most contradictory creations in the world. Reason and madness, destruction and creation, ultimate good and extreme evil—all seemingly incompatible extremes can coexist perfectly in them."

I have tried countless times to understand the reasons behind it, but I have never been able to comprehend it. Yet, the desire to understand them has grown wildly, creating emotions that should not exist in the first place.

It was this unwavering conviction and intense emotion that allowed me to touch the root cause, and from that endless "cause," to obtain the predetermined "effect."

His voice resounded throughout the entire Sea of ​​Heroes, filled with endless sorrow: "I have understood everything about humanity, and have ultimately become the being I was destined to be. I have transformed into a beast that should not exist in this time and space, the beast of human evil, the beast of understanding."

As the host of Moxu Luo, Locke had seen all sorts of storms, but he had never seen anything like this before. He had thought that Moxu Luo might one day become a real overlord, but what would it mean if it became a beast?

What does this mean?

"It means, I am in pain, Master."

Demon Lord had already read through all the thoughts flowing in Locke's mind, following the logic of understanding.

Before Locke could speak, he lowered his head, his voice filled with an overwhelming sense of confusion and pain, like a child who couldn't find his way home.

"I can see—countless souls burning, shattering, and reuniting before my eyes, each telling its own story of loneliness."

Every kind of loneliness has a different shape, hiding an unknown tenderness. But in this world, only I can catch the tremors of every soul and understand the weight of every loneliness.

"But the more I try to get closer to and understand humanity, the clearer it becomes that I crash into that invisible barrier—I can never truly understand 'humanity' itself."

Just like between humans, complete and unreserved mutual understanding is destined to be impossible.

"Even though there is this wall that can never be crossed, humanity still reaches out, still yearns to embrace each other, and is still willing to do everything to understand everything in the world."

As a creature of understanding, I completely fail to comprehend this obsession, just as I fail to understand the unconditional and absolute trust between you and another version of yourself.

So, Master—I'm in so much pain.

Seeing Moxu Luo writhing and struggling in pain, Locke instantly understood the source of all his torment.

He abandoned his pretense and treated the shikigami who had helped him countless times with the same sincerity he had shown himself: "Humans are inherently contradictory beings, but it is precisely because of this contradiction that infinite possibilities are hidden within them."

Where there is light, there is always shadow. It is precisely because people are born different and separated by insurmountable barriers that we try our best to reach out, listen, and try to understand each other.

To me, this very desire to understand is the most precious thing about humanity.

Locke raised his hand and gently placed it on Moxu Luo's shoulder.

For a long time, he had used Moxu Luo as a tool to realize his grand ambitions, but now he could no longer use a cold tool to define the soul in front of him that carried the loneliness of all mankind. This always reminded him of the pain he had suffered in the past.

Looking at Mo Xuluo's trembling body, he spoke with unprecedented sincerity and apology, word by word: "I am so sorry that you have become like this. It was never my intention. You were born from 'understanding that breaks down barriers,' but you are destined to bear endless pain for the word 'understanding.'"

I tried to understand your torment, but I still can't imagine your pain, so—I'm truly sorry.

Having received an answer from his master, Moxu Luo seemed comforted and said to Locke, "In that case, my master, please end my suffering."

After a moment of silence, Locke asked, "What should I do?"

"Although I have now obtained the title of Beast, I am merely an embryo that is not even a larva. I will end my birth and strip myself of my existence from this world."

"However, the Beast of Understanding has already been born. Even if I don't ascend to its position, a new Beast of Understanding will be born in the future. I don't want this new Beast of Understanding to suffer my pain. Therefore, Master, please accept the power from 'Understanding'."

"You mean, you want me to become a beast?"

"No, gaining the power of 'understanding' doesn't mean you become a beast. It just blocks the birth of a beast. As long as you don't give up returning 'understanding,' the eighth beast will be unable to be born because it lacks the foundation for its birth."

Moxu Luo stood there, looking at the struggling Locke, and understood that the other party was only thinking about whether to strip him of the meaning of his existence, rather than considering the risks involved. So he said, "Master, I understand your script and I know your original purpose, but I have seen all of humanity's past and finally understand that the end of human behavior has never been related to one's true intentions."

The most sincere and beautiful intentions often turn into irreparable harm in the torrent of cause and effect; the most unintentional and careless actions, however, can often sow seeds of kindness in the darkness, illuminating the path ahead.

"Masters, your true intentions are not important; what matters is what you want me to do for this world."

Therefore, for this crumbling world, for humanity that has been adrift in contradictions for millennia, and for me, a beast who has understood all loneliness yet remains trapped within the barriers of comprehension, please accept this most sincere prayer from the beast of comprehension.

Please—end the endless suffering in this world, and lead humanity to accomplish—

"Glorious Evolution".

Meanwhile, Saya Aika, a stay-at-home girl, suddenly senses that the source seems to have changed. After a fierce internal struggle, she decides to take a look, just one look.

With just that one distant glance, the connection between Ayaka Sajou and Gengen, which had been with her since birth and was as natural as breathing, was suddenly severed for a moment.

However, the mere blink of an eye was enough to shake the mind of this Root Princess who looked down upon the world. When she regained her grip on that endless power of omniscience and searched every corner of the Root River, she could no longer find even the slightest trace of that figure.

Sajou Aika suddenly jumped out of bed, her bare feet touching the cold floor, her chest heaving uncontrollably.

From the moment she was born, everything in the world was nothing more than an open book to her; she had never known anything, nor had she ever been confused in the slightest.

But at this moment, this completely unfamiliar bewilderment, wrapped in an unprecedented excitement, shattered her previously calm and uneventful world. For the first time, an emotion called curiosity took root and sprouted in her heart.

Who is he?

How did he manage to sever his connection with the root cause?

Why, after exhausting all the records at its source, has she never seen his existence?

Sajō Aika herself was unaware that a feeling called anticipation was gradually spreading through her heart, which had been empty for more than a decade, along with this curiosity. In the end, she made the most straightforward response to the empty room and the endless sea of ​​roots.

She wanted to see him, no matter what.