Simultaneous Transmigration: We Share a Role-Playing System

Chapter 200 I said I was unstoppable, what about you, Erduolong?

After the alloy gate of the lighthouse lifting platform opened, the dust people responsible for the transport all crowded forward, looking at the ground they had never seen before.

The first mortal to step off the elevator platform landed cautiously, as if facing some precious treasure, but then a look of disappointment appeared on his face.

"Is this the ground? It doesn't look any different from the lighthouse."

After saying that, he kicked a pebble at his feet, while his companion's legs trembled like a leaf, and he looked like he was having difficulty breathing.

"Why do I feel like I can't stand up? I'm dizzy and nauseous. Have I been poisoned by the Devouring Beast?! Doctor! Doctor, help me!"

Hearing the other person's urgent cries, the doctor carrying the first aid kit rushed over. After checking his condition, he said with a hint of disgust, "Don't make such a fuss. It's just normal gravity adaptation disorder. He'll be fine after a while. Everyone has been waiting for him to experience abnormal gravity and high altitude since birth. It's normal for him to have this kind of reaction when he suddenly comes into contact with the ground. Even the hunters have to undergo gravity adaptation training before going down to the ground. If you feel really nauseous, just drink some water. Don't waste the Lord of Light and Shadow's blessing."

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Seeing this, the mortal was relieved and secretly rejoiced, saying, "Great! May the Lord of Light and Shadow protect us! May the Lord of Light and Shadow protect us!"

Just as everyone was immersed in the joy of returning to the ground, a hunched figure shakily stepped off the elevator platform.

Dustman0609 was wearing a worn-out royal robe that had been washed countless times. His hands, covered in yellow stains and cracks, gripped the railing tightly, and every step he took seemed to require all his strength.

When his feet finally touched solid ground, he could no longer hold on and his knees buckled, causing him to collapse to his knees.

Hot tears welled up in his eyes and fell onto the dry soil, spreading into tiny mud flowers. Ignoring the sand and dust on the ground, he bent down and kissed the earth beneath his feet again and again.

On the elevator platform, a young priest turned his head disdainfully, scoffed, and said to his companion, "Dust people are just dust people. What a vulgar and filthy display. It's just going down to the ground, why are they getting so worked up? They're even refusing to do their work. If it weren't for the mercy of the Lord of Light and Shadow, hmph!"

He habitually used belittling those in lower positions to satisfy his pitiful sense of superiority, but he didn't expect that the older priest beside him would speak up and retort, "This is not a matter of whether or not he goes down to the ground. You should know that he is now one of the most senior Dust People in the Lighthouse."

The elderly priest looked down at the trembling figure below, his tone calm yet carrying a subtle hint of emotion.

"In other words, he is different from those of us who were born and raised in Lighthouse. He was born on this land and even lived in that wonderful old era. This used to be his home."

After saying that, the priest added, "Of course, it is now our home too."

The young priest looked at him with surprise, as if he were meeting this senior for the first time.

The older priest then turned his head, and a solemn voice, almost pious, came from behind his mask: "Remember, the city lord has already said that from now on, there will be no distinction between commoners and superiors in the Lighthouse."

We are all children of the Lord of Light and Shadow, bathed in the morning light and walking in the shadows, dedicating everything, even our lives, to the Lighthouse, to humanity, and to the Lord of Light and Shadow.

Seeing the young priest's thoughtful expression, he paused and said, word by word, "Remember, everything, for the Lord of Light and Shadow."

Just after the first group of lighthouse residents returned to the ground, several hundred meters in the sky, on the throne of the Law Institute, Locke, who had once again become the Lord of Shadows, sat in Charles's seat, stroking the raven beside him, and watching them report on the current situation.

At this moment, the heads of all departments on the lighthouse stood before him, while Jing Nan, the chief commander of the navigation control room, reported to Charles or to him: "According to our latest topographical survey and resource calculations, if all the arable and buildable land in the surrounding area is properly planned, and then standardized construction is carried out using the remaining civil engineering and architectural classics from the old library, we can build the first permanent city-state since mankind returned to the ground in as little as six months and twenty days."

No sooner had Jingnan finished speaking than Charles impatiently interrupted, his voice filled with barely suppressed fervor: "And! We will build the most magnificent statue on the entire continent for you as soon as possible, so that your glory may forever shine upon this land, and every descendant in the future may forever behold your holy countenance!"

Looking at the burning, almost frenzied light in his eyes, Jing Nan's brows furrowed involuntarily, and a trace of worry crept into her heart.

She always felt that if things continued like this, Charles would drag the entire lighthouse into boundless religious fanaticism, eventually spiraling out of control.

Yes, the Lord of Light and Shadow truly exists. He saved the lighthouse, drove away the beast tide, and gave humanity hope of returning to the surface.

But if humanity only kneels on the ground, begging for the blessings of the gods, then what are we? Are we vassals kept by the Lord of Light and Shadow, or a civilization with an independent will, capable of controlling its own destiny?

This question was like a thorn, deeply embedded in Jingnan's heart, but she knew very well that the Lighthouse needed the Lord of Light and Shadow, and could not do without him. She could not tell anyone about this worry.

However, she never expected that the first person to stand up and stop Charles's fanatical behavior would be the one to do so.

It turns out to be the Lord of Light and Shadow.

Locke sat regally on his throne, his calm gaze fixed on Charles, and slowly spoke: "Charles, my loyal shepherd, do you know why I chose this moment to step forward and save you?"

Charles was taken aback, then quickly lowered his head and pondered for a moment before replying with utmost sincerity: "The great Lord of Light and Shadow has His own considerations. It must be our piety and perseverance that have passed Your test."

Upon hearing this answer, Locke gently shook his head. He stood up, slowly walked down from the throne, and came to Charles. He looked down at him, his tone calm but with an undeniable penetrating power: "No, what you really think is that I need you."

"boom!"

These words struck Charles like a thunderbolt. His pupils contracted sharply, his body trembled violently, and he knelt heavily at Locke's feet with a thud, his voice trembling: "Charles would never dare to have such a rebellious thought! God be upon us!"

"If you don't dare to say it, then you dare to think it."

Locke's tone remained calm, yet it instantly plunged Charles into extreme panic. His face turned deathly pale, cold sweat beaded on his forehead, and he stammered incoherently, "I—no—I didn't—Lord—"

"Alright, don't be nervous." Locke raised his hand to interrupt him. "I'm not blaming you. It's just that you've been misunderstanding one fundamental thing all along."

He leaned down slightly, looking at Charles kneeling on the ground, trembling, and said, word by word, "I have never needed your faith. Saving you was just a small thing. Fate chose you, not me, and so it was."

His gaze swept over everyone present, and his voice clearly echoed throughout the hall: "It's not that I need you, it's that you need me."

Jing Nan stood there, stunned, watching the figure slowly walk down from the throne. His deep-seated understanding of the "Lord of Light and Shadow" was gradually collapsing and being reshaped.

All her previous worries, wariness, and alienation quietly changed after she said, "It's you who need me."

Locke's gaze swept across the entire room, his voice calm yet carrying a power that pierced the soul: "I am a being from a different dimension than you."

"I am not the omniscient and omnipotent god you imagine, but I can do everything that you think gods can do. However," he paused, his tone carrying a hint of barely perceptible detachment, "I have never needed your faith. On the contrary, I am extremely disgusted by this kind of meaningless blind worship."

These words struck Charles like a bolt from the blue.

The fervor on his face vanished instantly, leaving him deathly pale, and he swayed, nearly falling over.

He stared blankly at Locke, his eyes filled with utter despair. Could it be that he had been abandoned by the god he had believed in all his life?

Locke's tone suddenly softened.

"But I love humans. I love you, this fragile yet incredibly resilient species."

This is the sole reason I stepped forward to save you: I love you and am willing to take unnecessary risks for you. If you truly need someone to rely on for emotional support, then I don't mind if that person is me.

In an instant, Charles felt as if he had fallen from hell back to heaven. He gasped for breath, his face regaining color, and he was so excited that he almost cried.

Just then, a rapid alarm suddenly blared in Jingnan's earpiece. The voice of the communications officer in the flight control room was choked with sobs, sounding particularly jarring in the silent lobby of the law firm: "It's terrible! Commander Jingnan! A large number of Devouring Beasts have suddenly appeared on the edge of the city! There are too many! It's impossible to estimate!"

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As soon as he finished speaking, the entire hall fell into a deathly silence.

The heads of various departments, who had been deep in thought, all showed panic on their faces. They raised their heads in unison and looked at Locke standing in the center. Their lips moved, but no one dared to speak.

The question that everyone wanted to ask, yet dared not ask, silently spread through the air:

Why? Why did the Devouring Beasts return?

Faced with the surprised and uncertain gazes of the crowd, Locke remained calm and spoke in a calm voice, which was like a spring breeze across a lake, instantly soothing everyone's panic: "No need to worry, this is just His counterattack."

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Charles immediately stepped forward, bowed deeply, and, with utmost reverence, began to speak, asking, "My lord, please enlighten the lost sheep. Whom do you mean by 'He'?"

"He is the true will of what you call the Mana Ecosystem. The Mana Ecosystem has never been a product of the apocalypse."

He existed long before the first bud of life sprouted on Earth. His shadow is present in every major life explosion, every mass extinction, and every cycle of civilization on this planet.

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Before the words were finished, a shrill scream suddenly came from afar. The Dust People who were carrying supplies on the ground were chased in all directions by the suddenly appearing Devouring Beasts. It looked like the oldest Dust People were about to be torn apart by the claws of the snake-dogs.

At this critical moment, everyone's shadows suddenly came to life.

"I can temporarily confuse the senses of the Devouring Beasts, and I can also use a part of myself to protect you, but the Devouring Beasts are ultimately a derivative of the ecosystem, a part of His body."

I can't completely control them. All I can do is do what I'm best at.

After saying that, he raised his hand and took off the mask from his face.

The divine mask instantly changed form, and the power of light from a group of saints from another world surged out of his body like a flood.

A golden beam of light shot up from the ground, soaring into the sky and dyeing the entire sky a brilliant gold. The beam pierced through the clouds and reached the depths of the universe.

Under the all-encompassing light, all those who had just been rescued by the shadow soldiers knelt down in unison.

They faced the beam of light, clasped their hands together, and prayed devoutly.

[Divine Transformation LV2: 9588/10000]

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[Divine Transformation LV3: 1/100000]

[Upgrade your Divine Skill to meet Faith requirements and gain new trait skills]

The next second, the towering golden pillar of light suddenly exploded, turning into a rain of billions of meteors that streaked across the sky with long trails of flame, pouring down towards the ground.

The power of light, temporarily reconstructed by the divine mask, briefly lost the spiritual bond and hope attributes bound to it within the Ultraman system.

It is no longer a beacon of hope and redemption, but has become a pure, efficient, and highly versatile energy weapon. Cold, precise, and deadly.

Deafening explosions rang out one after another, the earth trembled violently, and scorching blasts swept in all directions, uprooting the surrounding ruins and buildings.

As the smoke and dust slowly dissipated, all that remained before everyone was a patch of scorched earth that had been thoroughly plowed. The once densely packed horde of Devouring Beasts had vanished without a trace, leaving only scattered white bone fragments and molten metal slag on the ground as proof that they had once existed.

Mana Ecology's first full-scale offensive, which had been brewing for a long time, vanished in the face of an absolute power disparity.

Locke slowly withdrew his outstretched hand, the golden light gradually fading. He looked at the stunned Lighthouse executives before him, his tone as calm as if stating a simple fact: "What I do best is to give them eternal peace, freeing them from their fate as tools of the Mana ecosystem."

[Divine Transformation LV3: 567/100000]

"Sasuke! Can you still hold on?"

Within the pale purple skeleton of Susanoo, Li Hua replenished the dim Susanoo with his own spiritual energy, looking at Uchiha Sasuke with concern.

The price of activating Izanagi has already become apparent—his left eye has completely lost its luster, turning into a murky grayish-white, and a trace of blood still lingers at the corner of his mouth.

Sasuke raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. His hand, gripping the Kusanagi sword, trembled slightly, but he still stubbornly straightened his back: "I'm fine."

At the same time, He Liang's longsword drew a dazzling arc, and the surging sword energy transformed into a rushing river, once again piercing through the semi-energy body of the Transformation-level Devouring Beast. Pale blue energy ripples spread out, barely slowing down its self-repair process.

"Glasses! How much longer will it take to analyze the weakness! The sword energy my father left me is about to run out."

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This was the first time He Liang had lost his composure in battle, his voice filled with barely concealed urgency.

Glasses naturally understood how urgent the situation was. He had never encountered such a bizarre biological structure that was half energy and half life before, and figuring out its weaknesses would require an astonishing amount of calculation.

"Almost there! Just hang in there a little longer!"

Before he could finish speaking...

An energy vein identical to the first one appeared without warning in the void behind the glasses.

There was no sound, no breath, not even any energy fluctuation.

When Glasses sensed the deadly chill, the massive hand of the second Transformation-level Devouring Beast was already less than half a meter from his back.

"Holy crap! There's a second one!"

"Glasses!"

Li Hua's eyes were bloodshot with rage. He tried to extend the arm controlling Susanoo, but it was too late. Sasuke gritted his teeth, prepared to pay the price of his other eye to unleash a second Izanagi.

At this critical moment.

A dark shadow flashed by like a ghost.

Locke had appeared in front of Glasses without anyone noticing. He didn't even turn around; he simply reached out and lifted Glasses from mid-air. With a swift movement, he easily dodged the fatal blow from the Transformation-level Devouring Beast.

Glasses, still shaken from his narrow escape, gasped for breath. He looked up at Locke, who was carrying him, and his face lit up with the ecstatic joy of surviving a disaster: "Brother Locke, I knew you wouldn't abandon us."

Locke tossed him aside, took out his belt and put it on, and retorted irritably, "Stop talking nonsense. What skills do you guys have? You're all a bunch of useless trash. Only Zhao's third-tier gene lock is somewhat interesting. One has a subspace projection that he can't awaken, one has divine weapons but doesn't know how to use them, one relies on his eyes, and one relies on his family's survival methods. You're just good at using your brain, far inferior to us back then."

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As he spoke, Locke took out the Calamity Capsule and looked at the merged Incarnation-level Devouring Beast with a look of reminiscence.

"If Bruce were here, he could find the opponent's weakness in three minutes. And this guy doesn't even need a weakness; he can just let Dragon charge in."

When Li Hua and the others heard Locke mention his former teammates, they instantly broke out in a cold sweat. What kind of incredible lineup did Locke's team used to have?

Bruce? Bruce Wayne? And Dragon Lord? Is it the Dragon Lord he's thinking of?

It doesn't matter if you eat them one by one, but you can take down an 8th-level Dragon Lord with one punch?

Now they've really latched onto a powerful figure.

As soon as he finished speaking, Locke raised his hand and fastened the two Nightmare Calamity Capsules, which gleamed with an eerie light, onto the Driver that spanned his chest.

A deep electronic voice rang out, and thick fog of black, purple, red, and gold instantly surged out from the driver, wrapping around his entire body like living things. Twisted runes flickered in the fog, and ear-piercing roars intertwined with the sounds of metal clashing, creating a visually and aurally stunning spectacle.

"Perfect timing. I got a little toy to keep me entertained after the last mission, so I'll use you guys to test the waters."

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Locke cracked his neck, making a series of snapping sounds, and spoke as casually as if he were just going for a walk.

Perhaps sensing an unprecedented threat, the two Transformation-level Devouring Beasts simultaneously unleashed deafening roars. With the force of a mountain crashing down, the Transformation-level Devouring Beasts slammed their enormous hands down on Locke.

"boom!"

With a deafening roar, the ground beneath Locke's feet sank a full five meters in an instant. The hard rock shattered like a cookie, and spiderweb-like cracks spread hundreds of meters in all directions. Dust billowed into the sky, obscuring the entire heavens.

Just when everyone thought Locke had been smashed to pieces with a single blow, a rousing and ear-piercing electronic sound effect suddenly rang out from the billowing dust, striking everyone's hearts like a war drum: "Catastrom! Awaken! Pulverize! Rider! Zeztz·Zeztz·Zeztz!"

Catastrom!

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In a second, a jet-black lightning bolt tore through the smoke and dust!

Locke, transformed into Kamen Rider Zzz, punched through the giant hand that was powerful enough to shatter mountains. Crimson energy surged out from his fist, blasting the entire arm of the Transformation-level Devouring Beast into a bloody mess.

Before the Devouring Beast could let out a painful roar, Locke unleashed a terrifying thrust from his feet, transforming into a black afterimage as he instantly leaped dozens of meters into the air, appearing precisely in front of the Transformation-level Devouring Beast's face.

He raised his right fist, covered in jagged bone spurs, and with a force capable of destroying the world, swung it fiercely at the hideous giant face, roaring, "What are you looking at?!"

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