Kamen Rider, the Mission Must Be Fulfilled!

Chapter No.17: Long time no see, AIBO

The dense fog converges, the lightning flashes, and the blackness and scarlet are like the paint squeezed into the seasoning plate under the command of Lingshi, entangled and rotated, elongated and solidified.

In the end, the complete appearance appeared in Zheng Yi's palm.

It wasn't some amazing magical blade, but in the palm of that hand that possessed the power of ghosts and gods, what was tightly grasped was an ordinary-looking wooden knife.

If it weren't for the faint lavender brilliance on the wooden knife, this solid wooden knife would look no different from the products sold in the shop.

It can be seen everywhere, and it is too ordinary.

"That is... that master's treasure?"

His hands were not idle, and two sets of three-in-a-row fired a few idiot Yummy who were trying to snipe at his own tundra. Billy the Kid quickly filled the magazine while picking up the brim of his hat, looking at the simple wooden knife Curious.

As a quick shooter and Archer, although he doesn't have super high-level clairvoyance skills, Billy is quite confident in his eyesight.

Therefore, when he saw the most special place on the wooden knife, Billy, who narrowed his eyes slightly, showed a thoughtful look subconsciously.

He clearly saw that there were some writings carved on the blade near the blade with a rather small but delicate blade.

...Should it be read as waiting for the king to return?

Unexpectedly, is he a prodigal type?

Randomly calling out the lucky audience who yelled the most, Billy the Kid lightly pressed the brim of his hat with the muzzle of a smoking gun, hiding his half-smiling eyes.

Asbuvillon was more curious about the spiritual will conveyed by the wooden knife in Zheng Yi's hand than gossip.

In his opinion, it was probably like a puppet made into the shape of a wooden knife.

Not knowing that drawing a weapon by himself attracted the attention of the next two curious babies and troublemakers with different styles, Zheng Yi stretched out his hands and grasped the handle of the wooden knife.

Standing slightly sideways, with his right hand above and his left below, Zheng Yi erected the wooden knife in his hand, pointing the knife point at the sky where frosty clouds began to gather again at some point.

This is the structure of [Dragonfly].

As a characteristic architecture in the presentation flow, Dragonfly can be said to be a display that fully immerses the previous concept into the architectural characteristics.

The unique upper stance allows the swordsman to quickly switch between defense and offense, so as to quickly adapt to the game state that will change in the blink of an eye.

But at the same time, [Dragonfly] is also a structure that exposes the flaws of the body to the opponent in a seemingly straightforward way. For the battle formation killing method that must kill the enemy with the first blow, the current structure is extremely powerful for the enemy. While the pressure is high, it will also bring a corresponding degree of high risk to the user.

For this genre that is chasing the realm of cloud glory, preemptive attack, sword speed, and force are the three fundamental lifelines.

In layman's terms, don't think about defending against counterattacks. In short, go up to the sword first, as long as the first blow can solve the battle, then you don't have to think about so many follow-up problems.

And now, the reason why Zheng Yi puts out [Dragonfly] is to make a preemptive strike.

Feeling the familiar gentle touch of "Waiting for the King", Zheng Yi found that since he developed the Black Sun, he rarely used the weapon entrusted with the girl's friendship.

Of course, he didn't deny that he did this not only because he was more used to using fists and feet in the form of the never-setting black sun, but also because Zheng Yi didn't want to damage the wooden knife.

With the improvement of Zheng Yi's strength, the opponents he faces are gradually becoming stronger. Sometimes, as long as he thinks that "Waiting for the King" may break due to the battle at some point, Zheng Yi will feel a little bit reluctant.

After that, Zheng Yi finally had the ability to let this old man who had recorded a lot of his past live longer, so naturally there was no need to forcefully use it to head-to-head.

But now, everything has changed again.

After completely crossing the gate of the research level, Zheng Yi now has the ability to make this wooden knife truly accompany him in battle.

As if receiving a silent order, the scarlet electric light gurgled from the fine and regular veins on Zheng Yi's body, rushing towards his arms.

Immediately, Lei Guang climbed up, trying to wrap every part of the wooden knife.

But before that, a dense black mist that could not be seen clearly was squeezed out from Zheng Yi's palm, covering the entire body of [Waiting Jungui] one step at a time.

It was too late to say it, but it was just the effort of raising the wooden knife, replacing the students who had no bones left and became the first batch of dinosaur Yummy, they were almost on the verge of attacking the city.

Zheng Yi could even clearly see himself reflected in certain eyes.

The next moment, the thick fog cleared away, and the thunder was subdued.

Like a mountain hiding in the midst of the clouds, "Waiting for the King" reappeared in everyone's field of vision for a moment, but at this moment, a huge change has taken place.

The heavy semicircular sword tip and the rectangular sword body as wide as a door panel are big enough to accommodate a bold sword handle that will not be crowded when held tightly with both hands.

Except for the eyes that represent Zheng Yi, this is obviously the weapon that Zheng Yi should have transformed into after using FFR at that time.

The executioner's sword used to decapitate and cleanse the dying.

That is, the moment this evil sword was born, the charging speed of those dinosaur Yummy who were scrambling for the first place suddenly stagnated.

That is the terrifying killing intent and resentment that can only be felt from their standpoint.

Even if there is no emotion, it is like a substantive spiritual will like a urn bell ringing the heartstrings. The loud sound directly causes physical and psychological problems of the body.

Feeling the rapid confluence of magical power like a vortex in his body, Zheng Yi stared at the target that was getting closer, and controlled the power to a relatively appropriate level.

Immediately afterwards, the epee, which was a little taller than Zheng Yi's appearance, quietly deflected the blade, pointing at the sky like a mountain about to topple, standing upright.

Zheng Yi's eyes were clear, silently watching the group of dinosaur Yummy approaching step by step.

50 m.

30 m.

ten meters --

He took a deep breath.

Push the ground, twist the waist, turn the hips, and then follow the feeling of unity, and directly infuse the force into each fingertip of both hands.

It was as heavy as pulling off the cloud-patterned marble column of a Greek temple and waving it. The huge object in Zheng Yi's hand finally left Zheng Yi's shoulder.

In an instant, like a thunderbolt illuminating the night sky, a scarlet light with a straight trajectory exploded.

Flickering, from right to left, like watching a short story with poor editing, in Tachibana's eyes, Zheng Yi was still in the posture of the previous paragraph for a second, but in the next second, it was like being folded in the afterimage, turning into a The sideways appearance of a one-shot finish.

Immediately afterwards, there was the raging sword pressure that seemed to reverse the polar storm!

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Chapter 18: Survival

With just this one sword, more than a hundred people were killed.

"Hey... I don't want to confront this master."

With a mischievous smile between emotion and ridicule on his face, this baby-faced sharpshooter whistled melodiously, hooked his finger on the trigger and twisted, and his beloved left wheel flashed silver, and got into him In the holster on the hip.

Holding up his cowboy hat, which was a little swayed by the wind, snow and battle, Billy looked at the remnants that were neatly divided into two sections and fell into the snow.

These one hundred or so tall corpses seemed to cover the small half of the snow all over.

Fortunately, this horrifying scene did not last too long. The divided corpse was not able to move for a while after being cut in half like a human being. Instead, it collapsed quite neatly into dark purple light particles that converged inward, and finally It turned into fragments of silver and white coins that were also divided into two.

Unknown silver metal mixed with pure white Qingxue, although it is not blood, but in the eyes of Billy the Kid, this pile of gleaming things is much more shocking than the sight of blood staining ten feet.

As a half-combatant who has just raised his hand and fired a few shots, although Billy dare not say that he has figured out these strange dinosaur monsters, he is sure that at least in terms of physical ability, the physical level of these dinosaurs is higher than those of those monsters. Killer hunters from the heart of the capital.

In other words, regardless of the treasures and abilities, the inferior servants may suffer a lot in hand-to-hand combat against these dinosaurs.

But now the group formed by such combat power was dealt with by this strange servant in front of him with a single sword.

Maybe some well-known swordsman or something?

Suppressing his curiosity, Billy glanced at the corner of his eye and returned the flesh and blood beheading giant sword to the back of the ordinary wooden knife, and his eyes patrolled the snow for a moment.

"... less."

"Sorry for letting them escape."

Gently rubbing the words on the knife, Zheng Yi sighed vaguely, put this treasure with a symbolic meaning far beyond its actual meaning back into the spirit stone, and turned back to Tachibana who was running over.

The majestic horns and the ferocious exoskeleton converge inward, and the shiny biological armor rolls and kneads into the body like a burning flame. It is only a matter of turning around, and the creature just now looks more like a humanoid fantasy than a follower , actually turned into a tall and gentle young man wrapped in the flowing particle flow.

He had a smirk on his face, as if he was a little ashamed about letting go of the enemy.

However, Tachibana doesn't care about this.

"Hey!"

The girl showed ample leg strength in the thick snow that almost reached her knees. She jumped up from the snow with a crisp vertical leap, curled her small head inward, and hit Zheng Yi's pectoralis major directly.

With both hands raised slightly back, the sneer on Zheng Yi's face became more helpless.

"How old are you, how can you bump into a boy like this?"

That's what he said, but Zheng Yi still firmly caught Tachibana who rushed forward.

Rubbing the girl's hair angrily, brushing off the thin snow hanging from the girl's hair, Zheng Yi lightly pinched Tachibana's upturned face.

Soft and warm, without any symptoms of loss of normal body temperature, although the tip of the nose and cheeks were a little flushed due to the cold wind blowing against the face, it was obvious that this formal attire that Zheng Yi had seen for the first time was playing its role professionally.

Even in this extreme environment where human beings can't survive at all, Tachibana still maintains the vitality when the two first met.

"Hey, this reassuring pectoralis major~"

And a sense of nonsensical humor and trouble-making instincts.

Zheng Yi twitched the corner of his mouth, hesitated for a while with his fingers pinching Lihua's face, but still couldn't bear to push harder.

"Okay, okay, stop messing around and talk about business."

He raised his head and looked at the two servants who were coming.

Although Billy's appearance is slightly different due to the reality, Zheng Yi is a seasoned agent after all, and he recognized him quickly.

But another follower surprised Zheng Yi a little.

Just now he was more focused on the battle and didn't take a serious look at it. Now that he took a closer look, the memory of Xingyue quickly turned in his mind.

He knew this follower.

But it's not from the memory of FGO, but from another work under Xingyue's worldview.