Super God: If I punch you, you will die

This is a miracle of God... a puppet bearing the heavy responsibility of rewriting the world.

"Embrace the name of the Holy Spirit... You are the 'original human being'."

The once calm, mirror-like lake surface suddenly bubbled up with a "pop." It was a work secretly created by "Black" Caster and Roger in their spare time while they were casting soldier golems.

In the early stages of its creation, Roger only considered it a large golem. It was about fifteen meters tall, which was indeed very tall, but not astonishing. Even with Roger's skills alone, he could create one of that size in five years. Of course, he could only replicate the golem's size; its quality would be incomparable.

Even so... it's not exactly rare. Although I've never seen it with my own eyes, it's said that a certain witch possessed a golem with a body of similar or even larger size.

In terms of sheer mystery and antiquity, perhaps the golem is the more impressive one… Roger deduced. While the materials used were indeed extremely expensive, none of them were particularly special. If there was anything special about them, it was probably that they were all made from continuously living natural materials.

Despite this, Roger couldn't help but exclaim in amazement at the golem.

Because the golem's very nature is peculiar. No, from "his" perspective, this is probably the most normal starting point...

"This is the golem that is most faithful to the origin..."

So what exactly is a golem? According to common sense, it's an artificial life form constructed using some kind of magic. But that's only half the story.

The term "golem" originally refers to a "fetus" or "an unformed object." In other words, it represents the secret technique used by God when creating humankind.

They mold clay into human shapes and breathe life into them. But most magicians stop there. That's understandable; the higher realms are the aspirations of all Kabbalah practitioners, and should never be entered without a considerable degree of enlightenment. Moreover, the deeper one delves into the realm of golems, the more the golems become something that contradicts the magicians' expectations.

The so-called supreme golem is, in essence, a re-enactment of Adam.

He is the king who led the people who had endured the hardships of the Holy Age to Paradise, and also their protector.

A gigantic arm emerged from the lake. The raw materials were rocks, soil, and trees… all things with a long history, natural materials never before used for city walls or timber. Danic spent about thirty percent of his assets to collect these materials.

Soon, his upper body, reminiscent of an ancient city, was fully above the water. At that moment, he stopped moving. Yes, his range of motion was limited to this. Without his body submerged in the lake, this golem couldn't move at all… and it had been so until now.

"Then, let's begin assembling the 'furnace core.' Master, are you ready?"

"Yes!"

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Looking at the half-collapsed fortress, Lin Yan's mood darkened. A slender arm, vaguely visible from the rubble, seemed to belong to an artificial human... The moment he noticed the hand twitch slightly, Lin Yan rushed over.

"Hey!"

Upon hearing his voice, the hand reacted again, as if yearning for something, pointing its palm upwards… it was asking for help. Lin Yan, certain of this, immediately placed his palm on the rubble pressing down on the android's body. His magic was entirely designed to destroy its target. Therefore, he could not possibly cause any further impact on the android trapped beneath.

The magic circuits accelerated, and after fully understanding the composition of the rubble, Lin Yan swiftly shattered it. The magic unfolded very smoothly. The weight pressing down on the android almost entirely turned to dust… but it was too late.

"what……"

If I had run here at full speed, would I have been saved? Of course not.

Would it have been possible to save her if I had shielded her from the rubble before she was crushed? Such an assumption is utterly meaningless.

If you really want to save her, you have to let her make her own choice—the choice not to participate in the battle.

"I'm saved, thank you so much. Is the battle over?"

She probably lost most of her sight when the rubble hit her head. She opened her cloudy eyes and reached out her hand in another direction.

Although the rubble had been shattered, unfortunately, a candlestick in the corridor had pierced her abdomen. Coupled with what appeared to be a direct hit from the aftershock of "Red" Berserker's attack, her legs had vanished.

She probably already lacked the ability to feel pain, or perhaps she had consciously blocked it out. She simply asked Lin Yan calmly if her mission was over.

"Ah, it's over."

Upon hearing Lin Yan's words, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief, as if she had been put to rest. Her actions seemed remarkably human.

"Well then, I need to go back and clean. Ugh, but this will make the floor dirty. It's really outrageous. I need to quickly change into new clothes and swap the tomahawk for a broom, but before that, I have to stop the bleeding first..."

While suppressing his emotions, Lin Yan calmly and steadily held the girl's hand.

"No, no need. I'll do the cleaning. After all that's happened, you should get some sleep."

Is it true?

There was a hint of reassurance in the girl's voice.

"To be honest, I am a little tired right now. If I could ask you for a favor, that would be great. I'm so sorry, I need to rest for a bit. Please wake me up in five hours."

"You should sleep a little longer."

"An artificial human should only need five hours of sleep. But it seems my body has become quite fatigued; this kind of drowsy feeling is... a first for me..."

As if falling asleep, the girl closed her eyelids. The strength in her grip on Lin Yan's hand gradually weakened. During this time, Lin Yan desperately tried to think of what else he could do for her.

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That's simply impossible. In no time, her hand had completely lost its strength. Lin Yan merely loosened his grip slightly, and the girl's hand slipped to the ground.

Lin Yan stood up, turning his back to the girl. There was no point in staying any longer. He had a mission he had to complete. By fulfilling his mission, he would act as a guardian spirit for the girl…

"You actually came all the way back just for us? You're so polite it's pathetic. But thank you anyway. Thanks to you, I've found salvation."

Lin Yan turned around in astonishment and took her hand again to check her pulse. But this time, the girl's life was truly over.

She seemed to realize, either halfway through or from the very beginning, that her acting was utterly terrible. She hadn't even managed to comfort the girl and let her leave with her dreams intact.

I am truly incompetent.

Even so, in the very end, she thanked herself. Despite feeling ashamed of her own politeness, she still gratefully said she had been redeemed.

Suppressing the overwhelming grief and rage, saving lives must now be the top priority. What's needed to liberate the androids isn't power. Power is merely a suppressive effect; what's truly needed is simply words.

The situation of the war has become chaotic, and all the Servants have gone outside. At least within this fortress, anyone who isn't an Assassin should be able to sense it.

Lin Yan sneaked into the fortress through the damaged city walls. The corridor lights, which were originally candles with magical effects, were now completely extinguished by the previous powerful attack.

Lin Yan walked silently down the dimly lit corridor. His companions… the presence of the androids was almost imperceptible. A feeling of something tightly constricting his chest came from within. Was the girl he had just encountered, already dead, the last one?

"anyone there!"

Silence. Even though he knew the magicians of Yggdrasilia were still there, Lin Yan felt a strange fear of the silence, so he called out again:

Is anyone here?

A subtle sound reached his ears, and he immediately focused his attention. Although it could very well be a magician, he was now a Master and possessed the same authority as them. While they might not acknowledge it, they had to admit that they were equals in terms of power. Moreover, he also possessed the power of "Black" Saber.

Lin Yan mustered his courage and continued forward. Even so, a certain inexplicable unease still lingered within him. Why...? In that instant of self-questioning, he immediately understood.

"This is where I started."

As Lin Yan walked down the corridor, he remembered. Yes, he was now walking down this corridor in the opposite direction from back then. At that time, he was completely naked, just taking one step at a time… desperately moving forward with immense fear.

The fear I felt then is still deeply etched in my heart. Even though I had nothing but my life, I was unwilling to let anyone take it away from me, so I just kept moving forward regardless of everything.

Now... now, everything is alright. Although there is some unpleasantness, it's only because I've thought about painful memories from the past, not because I still harbor fear.

"The sound... came from that room?"

That was the place where I was born, the basement where the magic supply tank was located. I was created to supply magic, and was destined to die from having my magic drained, but by a very accident, I gained self-awareness.

Or perhaps it was fate's arrangement.

With a thought akin to enlightenment, Lin Yan opened the basement door.

"What? So you were the intruder?"

The android held the battle axe in front of Lin Yan. His voice sounded somewhat familiar.

"You are……"

I remember he was the first android I spoke to, and also the first to flee the battlefield.

"I took your advice and escaped from the battlefield... I was really lucky... that's about all I can say. We were powerless against that final blow."

He lowered the battle axe he had raised. Many androids still floated in the surrounding supply tanks. Their blankly open eyes held no trace of life. Their hearts still beat, but their thought processes ceased. They weren't alive; they merely existed. But, like Lin Yan in the past, they desperately longed for help…given the right opportunity, they would surely awaken.

"Hurry up and get them..."

"Liberated, right..." Lin Yan was about to say when the android in front of him interrupted him:

"Calm down. I'm having them prepare the props now."

A short while later, two androids came over carrying several makeshift stretchers that appeared to be made from curtains, along with sheets and clothes for wiping their bodies.

"Because there was no specific number of people to be instructed, we prepared as many as possible."

The android girl who arrived here seemed to have run at full speed, her breathing a little rapid. When she saw Lin Yan, she immediately raised her eyebrows and stared at him... seemingly angry. The girl pointed at Lin Yan and said:

"If you're still alive, you should speak up properly, you idiot."

"Yeah, right."

The android boy who came with the girl and the girl who was already there both nodded in agreement. Lin Yan was initially taken aback by this sudden reprimand, but after thinking for a while, he finally understood.

"Could it be that... all of you sensed the signs of my impending death?"

All three nodded. A bitter feeling welled up in Lin Yan's heart. The homunculus created by Yggdrasil all shared a causal connection similar to that of a Servant, although this connection was relatively weak. Perhaps it was one of the abilities gained through mass production; although lacking in individuality, even without consciously "talking," important information such as "death" could be transmitted regardless of location.

Of course, for those of them lacking individuality, this ability was actually unnecessary. Whether anyone else died was just a statistical number. Except for the one and only person who escaped from this fortress… Lin Yan.

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They lacked individuality, and their emotions remained at a rather dull level. Even so, they still had a tendency to protect him even after he escaped.

What kind of joy did they feel when Lin Yan escaped unharmed, and what kind of disappointment did they feel when he died after returning to the battlefield?

"Feel sorry."

"Stop talking, let's get to work. Let's free them now. The perfect opportunity is now that all the Servants are out, especially if our master arrives..."

The androids all focused their gazes on Lin Yan. "I understand..." Lin Yan nodded. He realized that he was probably the only one capable of standing against the magicians.

"Understood. I will cover you when the time comes. Now, let's liberate everyone."

Once they started working on it, the assignments were surprisingly easy.

They severed the supply trough with a battle axe, dismantling the magic-absorbing machine. After wiping their bodies with sheets, they dressed them and carried them onto stretchers. The androids, possessing the highest quality in "doing things calmly and methodically," carried out the task very skillfully.

"Where are we going to transport it?"

"Anyway, let's move them to our room first. It's a big room, and it'll be easier to take care of them. There should still be survivors in the medical team, so we need to notify them to come and examine them immediately. In any case, it's better than us, who are responsible for combat and odd jobs, having to take care of them."

"Understood, then we'll ship it over first."

Two androids lifted the stretcher.

"what……"

As if craving air, the patient's mouth opened and closed, but no sound came out. His vocal cords, unused for so long, had become completely stiff. Lin Yan gently grasped his hand, and whispered, hoping the other could hear him:

"Don't worry...it's all over now."

The android lying on the stretcher nodded, and its previously tense face relaxed slightly.

For him, he had been inexplicably pulled from the supply tank. Regardless of how many times he had cried for help, it was understandable that he felt confused about the current situation.

"By the way, try to chat with him while he's moving things; that might help him relax a bit."

The two nodded in agreement and carried him out while chatting with him. Before long, the surviving combat androids and the utility androids who had stayed in the fortress to wait all arrived to help.

The androids who were initially in the basement raised their battle axes and skillfully issued various instructions. Lin Yan also shook hands with the liberated androids and spoke to them to reassure them.

"It's all alright now." "Don't worry." "No need to worry."

Although no one could make a sound, their expressions told you what they wanted to say... The androids who were silently carrying out the rescue operation at the scene felt this very clearly.

Not all those rescued from the supply depot were survivors; some, whose magic had long been exhausted and who could only be discarded, also appeared. They were probably all "consumed" during this large-scale war.

The androids didn't lift them onto stretchers, but instead wrapped them in the sheets they had originally used to wipe their bodies. "I hope I'll have the chance to pay my respects to them someday..." Lin Yan desperately tried to hold back the tears welling in his eyes, but ultimately couldn't.

Because other androids have relatively weak emotions, they can tolerate it to some extent. However, Lin Yan has the heart of a hero, and perhaps also has the influence of being resurrected after dying once. Faced with this intense and heart-wrenching grief, his tear ducts seem to have become somewhat fragile.

The android wielding the battle axe poked his shoulder with its finger and said:

"Well, it's fine if you cry, but for now, try to hold it in. Here comes the uninvited guest."

At this moment, Lin Yan also noticed it. A storm-like aura was rushing straight down the corridor. Was it a Servant...? No, it was probably a magician; the hostile relationship was very clear.

"Everyone except those used in combat, step back!"

Following the instructions of the android, the androids wielding battle axes and iron candlesticks stepped forward, while the androids doing odd jobs retreated to the back of the room while continuing their work.

The door was flung open roughly, revealing a group of magicians standing in a battle-ready stance. There were three of them, led by Gorde, who had killed him in the past, followed by Fiore and Correspondence… the siblings from the Fulvig family. "This is unexpectedly small," Lin Yan thought. Sereneke, who had just been killed by "Red" Saber, was a given, but he hadn't expected that even Danic and Roger wouldn't be there.

However, they were undoubtedly formidable enemies. Lin Yan roused himself and stared at Gold. His entire body was trembling. It wasn't from fear, but from anger… this was evident from his expression alone.