Chapter 1588: NO.202: Reappearance! The Demon God Appears!!

NO. 202: Reappearance! The Demon God Appears!!

Perhaps it goes against common sense, but it's not exactly a rare fact: as a special effects enthusiast, Aomo Lindun is not obsessed with saving and upholding justice.

Not only is he not obsessed, he more often than not looks down on everything with an indifferent third‑person perspective, engaging in Aomo‑style self‑reflection, dissecting everyone's behavioral logic, without any thought of interference.

For him at those times, what is worth intervening in?

Those are the things that aren't interesting.

They are the clichéd developments he's grown tired of, which often let him ignore observational value and variable influence when he intervenes, simply to make those developments proceed more smoothly and comfortably.

Then——

For him, what kind of development counts as more smooth and comfortable?

It is a development that is obvious at a glance, simple and hassle‑free.

He doesn't like seeing the wavering of good people, nor the conscience‑condemnation of evil people, because while the variability of human hearts is truly unpredictable, it usually ends up in only those few familiar directions, with nothing new to say, truly boring enough.

From boredom to weariness, then to disgust, it only takes another two years of accumulation before he finally feels the inner tug.

This ultimately made him realize that what he truly despises is not the entanglement of good and bad people, but the entanglement itself.

Leaving aside targets with observational value, for targets that no longer have observational value, demon‑people often scatter their usual, unnoticed desire for control in order to secure a comfortable environment.

He still observes, but that observation is not for study or curiosity; it is to grasp the other's information, so that even without communication he can still recount the other's recent schedule, experiences, and conduct, thereby avoiding any unpredictable impact the other might have on his living environment.

For this, he would rather the other be a puppet, a robot following steady logic and a precisely quantifiable life process, so that it would not cause any loss of control in his own life.

But obviously, being human lies in one's personality, and in the thought that personality brings.

That thought creates many achievements, also brings many worries, and certain worries can long‑term plague them,

so he will intervene.

Aomo Lindun will put on the guise of a good person to 'help' those people escape that long‑term entanglement, and this is not about making the good better or the bad worse, but about aiming for long‑term stability.

In other words—he will, according to your environment, point out what choice you ought to make in your 'position'.

That may erase dreams, or it may reshape them; he doesn't care.

Some will thank him on the spot, simply thinking he's a good person.

Others will resist him because the choices he guides them toward are hard to accept, thinking he harbors ill intent, but such people will eventually realize that his suggestion is indeed the wisest choice they could have made at the outset.

Whether it's regret or peace of mind, both will turn into that kind of gratitude and recognition.

Is Aomo Lindun a good person?

Saying 'judge by deeds, not by heart' is usually effective only when others say it, but he himself can confront his own heart and admit this is a manifestation of a morbid psychology; he truly has little bias toward good or evil, only an inertia of lifestyle chosen for a smoother life.

So whenever he is seen as doing good, helping others, making everything better…… he feels nothing.

This fact has happened too many times; he's become numb to it.

Insisting on explaining it even carries the risk of being seen as tsundere, and it's downright disgusting.

He currently only has volunteer thoughts regarding the horse‑racing circle, and even those thoughts are mixed with various other purposes; frankly he can't confidently claim to be as clear as a mirror.

But when the person he had filed under 'old sly and crafty'—the Speed Symbol—asked that question, he felt a little surprised; this surprise came from seeing an lyb suddenly become twenty‑ or thirty‑years younger, asking him with an extremely immature judgment why he did that……

It's practically an OOC. jpg

But thinking about it, the Month Charge Symbol isn't just swapping universes for a different family and mother; in fact, even the family environment of his life shows little obvious difference.

It's not strange that the Speed Symbol can see too much of his son's shadow in him.

It's just that while people are alive they don't care that much, but after they pass away they start to place regrets on their son in another world, disturbing their usual peace of mind……

Don't you find this ridiculous?

This is really too sharp‑tongued; Aomo couldn't bring himself to say it.

Perhaps he isn't even qualified to say it……

Just thinking that he is actually more tolerant toward his electronic foster father than before, and that the Beast King, despite ending up like that, still thinks of his foster father, the demon‑person can at least regain some of the warmth that worldly values ought to have.

Then, amidst that faint sorrow and the fulfillment of the promise, he resolutely chose the latter.

Thus, at that instant——light arose.

In the black curtain truly raised for the total, complete annihilation by the Dark Destroyer God,

The next instant!

The curtain shattered!

Like the waters before Moses parting to left and right in fright.

In the ocean of Dark Domain G, a majestic, ferocious figure rode the crimson steel‑wing ring, soaring skyward from the air's piercing shriek, seizing every gaze with its undeniable, powerful presence.

That was the utmostly sharp and solemn ferocious outline, the solemn face fitting the end‑times Demon God that, on the narrative level, locks onto every world's singularity.

Although it is only a face, although it is merely a rough imprint of the inner self etched onto a card in a shortcut, it indeed reproduces the base that that towering figure ought to have.

"Regeneration"

"Absorption"

"Strengthening"

"Perversion"

"Demon Godification"

"Higher-Order Prediction"

"Causality Law Weapon"

The foundation of the Seven Demon God Powers is complete; all that is needed is time to accumulate and develop.

This time ought to have been the missing element in the information imprinted on the monster card, for no matter how it develops or extends, when it returns to the card it remains bound by the card's recorded version, and upon its next manifestation it is still the basic form.

At most it can slightly exceed that through emotional resonance and unconventional adaptability.

But methods are always thought up by people.

When a breakthrough cannot be sought internally in the short term, one can look outward for answers.

Our tokusatsu shed's most common reinforcement component! Open!

Ultraman can borrow power? How can a demon god machine not borrow!

"Regeneration" fill.

Godzilla's outline flashed and vanished.

"Absorption" fill.

Geliza's lines ran from top to bottom.

"Enhancement" fill.

Ifrit's firelight ignited from its chest.

"Metamorphosis" fill.

Belial's jet-black pattern swept across the wing ring.

"Demonic God-ification"

The Rainbow Serpent God's jewel sparkled on the cranial crystal.

"High-Order Prediction"

Gilbalis's computing power filled the operation.

"Causality Law Weapon"

Burton meteorite capsule, opened and fed into the devouring.

Finally, capped with the most crucial—the upper half of Leblondo raised its limit in all directions, allowing this seemingly steel colossus, which is actually a monster-based Demon God Zero, to step into the next stage of its life level!

And this series of reinforcement swipe-card process was actually just an instant where Aomo, holding the Beta Magic Blade, pierced through in one go.

"Full fill completed, go all out, Demon God Zero, I won't interfere."

A single word announced the moment of artificial conversion to humanoid machine; countless symbols swept across that figure, and the surging power erupted from the demon god's lively and vicious eyes in thunder and blaze, straight toward the destruction god who swiftly drew the reflective barrier.

Crack!

Like the sound of glass cracking, it burst forth from the astonishment of Hei'an Zaki suddenly turning its head.

Boom!

Just before its explosion, it instantly vanished from the spot, and when it reappeared it was already two li away.

This was the first time it had used instant movement to evade, and at the same time it released a blue-flame-like dark aura with beastly instinct.

At this stage, it can perform high-speed movement that remains unhindered even when enlarged; its prototype can, in this state, closely follow the light-sphere transformation and proceed at super‑light speed.

But obviously, it is not trying to escape now; the destruction god resolved to annihilate everything will not flee merely because of a powerful strike, and even in that card's data memory, it retains the record of it charging recklessly toward the light‑creating god.

And this pure perseverance will earn it an iron fist as thunderous and howling as a thunderclap!

Boom!

In the tremendous roar, Hei'an Zaki, who never expected to be caught instantly after its instant‑move plus high‑speed boost, was cleanly blown into the air, but this was not enough to render it completely senseless; it raised its hand, on one side rebuilding its shield, on the other correcting its stance——

It certainly can fly; in the air, for Ultraman and its imitations, it is not merely a passive punching ground.

But……

Neither is it the case for Demon God Zero.

The tremendous roar thundered, the huge blade howled!

It was simply a massive double‑headed arm blade, like the ultra‑bow mode of Paraji's shield, firing out together with a fist, easily catching up to what should have been its sufficiently swift figure, and moreover blasting a huge gap on its flank spewing countless black particles.

At this moment it finally let out a deep, resonant cry of pain.

Opposing it, from afar that wrist aperture again popped out a metal fist to connect, and in the next second split open its metallic maw to roar, the demon god.

As it roared, golden light burst forth simultaneously, and from the iron‑gray vortex gathered came the most biting, sarcastic jeer.

【RustHurrican】/Corrosive Hurricane

Dark clouds gathered, lightning intertwined, debris began to float; a gigantic strong‑acid tornado capable of blowing away half of Mount Fuji's volume, woven in multiple parallel strands like a whip, engulfed the still‑howling Hei'an Zaki as it repaired its body.

This tremendously powerful strike missed entirely; whether driven by combat experience or survival instinct, the forced instant‑moving Hei'an Zaki ended up falling among the somewhat dazed Sai Luo, Jie De, and others, who had been made a little stupid by this series of ultra‑high‑speed deployments.

"Everyone, stay back!!!!"

But before this group could even ready their moves, that renewed roar stirred a spiral of golden light, let alone the words that suddenly rose in their hearts—just a genuine survival warning—were enough to make everyone instinctively draw back.

Then one saw countless howling scattering light streams covering, radiating from that Hei'an Zaki as a center, bursting forth in linked beams that could still reach them!

"Everyone withdraw! Leave this to me!"

"Huh? What do you mean——"

When Sirius, who had just had an objection to this command's tone, heard it, the other side shouted it down with an even harsher tone.

No one acknowledges Demon God Zero! Withdraw!