Kamen Rider, the Mission Must Be Fulfilled!

This incident was not treated as an accident.

Shangfeng, who lacks the means to stabilize people's hearts, uses this matter to package Lacus, and uses the title of cosmic singer to stabilize people's hearts.

But in fact, except for Lacus herself, no one knew that it was indeed her, or that the effect was produced by using her as a medium.

Lacus Klein, heard the voice of the world.

Chapter 140 Eight: I'm Back

From all directions, singing sounded.

Compared with the singing voice of only Lux on the artificial satellite, it is now a chorus.

Maru's voice.

Mu's voice.

Rommel's voice.

Kojero's voice.

Bucky Lulu's voice.

Jackie's voice.

Lux's voice.

Aslan's voice.

and also……

Kira's voice.

Layered singing voices resounded among the barren rocks. In this dark and lonely world, people's singing voices filled with will reverberated around.

Or high-spirited, or rough.

Or tenderness, or joy.

Either calm, or shy.

Either helpless, or flustered.

Or, full of waiting and anticipation.

This is the song that Lux and every staff member on the Archangel studied together and worked hard to learn in the hours before the attack was finalized.

It is also the only song that Kira ever taught Zheng Yi.

It's just that the product of such a rush can't be perfect after all.What's more, among the members of the Archangel, many people are not the type who are good at singing.

Under the entanglement, let alone pleasant to the ear, in fact, it can't even be called a general pleasant sound, it can only be said to be a level that can be heard temporarily.

To be honest, a few people who could hear the singing in the command room had already half-covered their faces, showing a little embarrassment.

The new third generation and Jayton in the range of singing voice are relatively straightforward.

If it hadn't been for Jayden's timely shot and grabbed the tail of the new third-generation target, at this time, one of the Holy Shield, Thunder, Assault, and Sky King would have turned into a fireball and fell.

Dazed by the singing, he showed his flaws in the wrestling. Facing Zheng Yi, who had completely released his desire to fight, Shinsandaimu was directly thrown into the crumbling rock.

Getting up, she naturally wanted to troubleshoot the culprit, but before she could make a move, she was restrained by Jie Dun and Zheng Yi who were chasing up.

【*Earth Dirty Words*】

【Calm down...】

[How can I calm down?Fighting life and death to create opportunities for them, are they here to play disco? !He also sang badly! 】

Just when Jayton was thinking about whether to try to appease the third generation of Shindaime, or to follow his own ideas and simply let her be rambunctious, the singing voice suddenly changed.

It's getting in tune.

Men's voices and women's voices, melodious and tone-deaf, rough and delicate, different styles and levels of singing suddenly began to harmonize with each other.

From being able to hear, to faintly hearing the harmony in it, to being in a trance, there is a kind of empathetic joy.

In the end, just listening to this song, in everyone's minds, the bits and pieces of the time they used to get along with Zheng Yi can involuntarily emerge.

Such a change has attracted people's attention unconsciously.

Especially everyone on the Archangel.

They knew very well that the songs they and others sang at that time could not reach this level.

"This is……"

As one of the sound idiots, Romel's fat face was full of astonishment.

While listening, Maru inexplicably recalled what Lacus said before recording the singing.

"You don't need to think about singing well, as long as you think about your perception of Mr. Kujo when singing, that's fine."

She blinked, muttering thoughtfully.

"Is that...the reason?"

——

dark.

The boundless darkness.

Zheng Yi felt that he was in a very strange state.

He knew what he was doing, and he was also very clear about what was happening outside. Every movement of his body was indeed based on his will.

Looking up, all kinds of things that happened in front of my eyes are vivid, followed by boundless depth and darkness.

Walk in the dark.

Fight in the dark.

It's like closing your eyes tightly, but you can feel everything around you.

The only difference is the view towards the beings within sight.

He also recognized the Shin IIIme.

Also know Jayden.

I also saw the Archangel and Assault and so on.

Even the memories of the past are still there, and the legacy is clearly visible in my mind.

But those memories, including the feelings in the memory, seem to have turned into stories and biographies. Zheng Yi remembers them, but they seem to have all turned into cold words and images.

Compared with the status of close friends or juniors, these familiar figures are the objects that need to be killed first in his cognition.

Only by killing it can it become something else.

This is a change in concept, even if it is an unreasonable idea from a common sense point of view, but now, it is Zheng Yi's [common sense].

Fighting is a matter of course.

Killing is the basis of survival.

Abandon emotions and fetters, as far as the eye can see, the enemy will be killed.

This is the [common sense] that belongs to Zheng Yi at this moment.

Yet the singing was changing him.

Just like the sun melting the ice, the invisible wall that separates Zheng Yi from memories is gradually melting with the reverberation of the singing.

What followed was the emotion that poured into Zheng Yi's heart together with the memory.

Who is it, who is mine, what kind of affection do I have.

First the gurgling.

Rolling and torrenting again.

In the end, it turned into a huge wave!

Driven by a certain will, in the singing, people's thoughts surged, roaring and smashing the most fragile barrier.

Immediately afterwards, the anxious voices of the girls sounded like crying, like a thunderbolt, splitting the coldness and confusion left in Zheng Yi's heart.

"Stop pretending to be dead, idiot Zheng Yi!"

"It's fine... Teacher, it's fine if you're fine."

"Oh, the teacher is awake, the teacher is awake!"

"You're stuck in bed again, teacher."

"Teacher Zheng Yi."

"..."

It seemed like a long dream, but also seemed to be just a fleeting illusion.

The inside should be combined with the outside, the singing outside and the call left in the depths of the soul, mixed together into the best wake-up ringtone.

And the last call came to Zheng Yi's side.

[Welcome back, dear agent. 】

"...Sorry, I had a long dream."

Zheng Yi opened his eyes again.

"I am back."

——

Slow down?

As an opponent who has been in hand-to-hand combat with Zheng Yi for so long, Shinsan Daime is keenly aware of Zheng Yi's abnormality.

Strength, agility, as well as the decisiveness and killing intent of the shot, accompanied by the stirring of the singing, Zheng Yi's threat continued to decline for some reason.And in the climax part of the singing, this phenomenon is even more obvious.

Could it be these singing voices... Impossible?