My Tokusho Life Simulation

But he still remembered seeing the doomsday vanguard near the end of the simulation.

The clues are great.

If Da Cuba had done it himself, there would be no ashes left for those victims and the city.

Luther witnessed with his own eyes the scene when the doomsday vanguard was wiped out.

Although after that, his consciousness sank into the abyss.

Those charred corpses were too deliberate, as if they were guiding something intentionally.

It is very likely that the end of the world is not an unintelligent being.

As for the reason?No, he guessed.

"Those things can't hurt you at all, and they can't kill you, unless they are counterfeit."

"Zhuozhen, you want Sora to become the ultimate, right?"

"Because the end is coming, a second ultimate body is needed to repel him."

"..."

Dacuba did not answer.

There was no expression on the transformed face, so it was hard to know what he was thinking.

But with this silent attitude, it is inevitable to see that what Luther said is almost indistinguishable from what he thought in his heart.

Zhuo Zhen is still there.

Perhaps it was not only Zhuozhen who gave him the scarf, but also Daguba.

He was able to sneak into the Science and Police Research Institute alone, without being discovered by anyone, and without killing anyone.

However, in the next moment, Luther punched backhand.

boom--!

Dacuba raised his forearm, and lightly blocked the punch.

"Since you don't want to say anything, I'll fight with you first."

Luther's voice was quite calm.

He knew exactly how big the gap between the Ultimate Body and G4 was.

The G4's numbers were dialed up to the true limit before departure.

There is no consideration of the load on the body, no consideration of whether the wearer will die.

"A fight?"

Dacuba murmured.

Then, what fell was the second punch.

When he tilted his head, the fist brushed across his cheek.

In the eyes of the ultimate body, that speed is no different from the slow swing.

But in the eyes of others, it took less than one-tenth of a second for that punch to brush his cheek.

The load and pain that Luther felt would be unprecedented.

The current G4 is even more terrifying than the sealed G1. If it is used by ordinary people, these two punches are enough to kill the pretender.

But the huge life energy in Luther's body, as well as the coexistence of spirit stones and magic stones, allowed him to bear this load.

"Ripple run away!"

Following Luther's shout, golden sun-like traces emerged from the black armored arms.

In a daze, most of the black armor was dyed golden.

At that time before, Gadolu transmitted his ripples to Luther, and the two spirit stones also subtly transformed his body.

G4's punches fell like a storm, so fast that it was almost a series of afterimages.

But Da Cuba can always find a corner where he can dodge, easily tossing and moving, avoiding all the punches.

"They counted."

Suddenly, Luther stopped punching, and Dagua no longer dodged.

Inexplicable sights came from all directions.

The sticky blurred figure squirmed and emerged from the cracks in the soil.

These are the doomsday vanguard.

The ear-piercing wriggling sounds continued, and the appearance of those fuzzy sticky dolls changed suddenly.

The pale body is dotted with golden decorations, and the golden corners are completely different from Kuraga, full of ferocious meanings.

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It should have been posted with the next one.

But I rewrote it from scratch...

Because of the sleepy mode, the things written are very unsatisfactory.

But this time, the further I write, the less state I have.

The next chapter is still Chapter 114.

Send it tomorrow...Recovery status

Volume 127: Chapter 114 Chapter 4 Kamen Rider No. 5 Burning Body [[-]k[-]]

The rustling wind blew across his face, and a squirming and sticky blurred figure emerged from the cracks in the soil.

When the wind blows again, they change their appearance.

It is also like the ultimate body of Dacuba.

But on them, there is no such a completely suffocating feeling as the ultimate body.

The Doomsday clone is by no means perfect.

They have no way to directly obtain the power of Da Cuba, which is at the level of the strongest in this world.

So far, the answer appears to be this.

But Luther's expression was still serious, as if facing an enemy.

No one knows whether the performance of the G4 can keep up with them.

Before he could get the gun out of his calf, the real Dacuba moved.

The speed is so fast that even the most top-level high-speed cameras cannot record it.

His face was cold, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

As early as the moment they appeared, Daguba knew that these doomsday soldiers were not coming for him.

But another purpose.

The supernatural flame suddenly ignited, Da Cuba jumped up, and with a wave of his hand, he fell from the sky like a meteor.

boom!

The flames of deflagration soared into the sky, and several figures disappeared in the flames before they had time to resist.

The soil softened by the shelling was smashed into a big hole, and Dacuba bent over, with a broken head under his fist.

The next moment, the shattered head suddenly turned into a viscous non-Newtonian fluid, wrapping his fist layer by layer as if to swallow Dacuba.

sizzle.

Violent electric light emerged from Daguba's body, he stood up, swung his fist, and shook off the completely inactive ashes on it.

"Luther, didn't you ask me, when did I recover my memory?"

"Then I'll tell you."

Dacuba spoke slowly, the boy's voice remained unchanged.

"I think the answer is less than a month ago, and before that, I was indeed a pure Zhuozhen. I have not forgotten the memory of that time, and I will never forget it."

After the words fell, the memory that flashed in front of Da Cuba was the fierce battle several months ago.

Flames bloomed in the hands of the pure white demon, slaughtering the enemies in front of him who copied themselves but couldn't exert their full strength.

That time, it was a lose-lose battle.

He eliminated the first doomsday vanguard in the true sense.

That guy turned into the only person he considered an opponent in the super ancient times.

But also because of the non-ultimate body, he was severely injured by the opponent, fell into the sea, and lost consciousness.

A large amount of sealing energy poured into the magic stone and his mind, almost completely suppressing the former, and he lost all his memories because of this.

For a long time, he was in a vegetative state with no feedback, but because of the energy of the seal loosened a bit, he regained the cognitive ability.

But at that time, he only remembered the name Dacuba Djeba, he even forgot who he was and what he had experienced in the past.

Due to the sealed energy, the magic stone in his body is almost completely dormant, and all kinds of machines have not detected the fact that he is not human.

——Gurang is basically a human being polluted by the power of the magic stone.

After that, he has been wandering and wandering, staying in each welfare facility for a short time.

Every once in a while, there will always be some strange things and be forced to leave.

Until I met Luther.

From then on, Zhuo Zhen truly lived as a human being.

With a home.

A home to last.

"I don't know why I don't want you to die..."

Dacuba murmured.

He didn't understand what the answer to the matter was.

Probably, this is a creature with a heart.

There are many things that often can't find the answer, but they are still willing to die.

"The game in Shinjuku was arranged by me."

When Dacuba spoke, it was as if he had opened up the conversation box, and he was no longer silent before.

It was as if he was about to say everything he hadn't said before.

"...That's right."

Luther spoke calmly.

He showed no surprise, or anger, at the answer.

He was surprisingly calm.

Even if countless people died in that so-called game, Gadolu stayed on that day forever.

Gu Langji's cognition of the world, as well as the concept of good and evil in his heart, are completely different from human beings.

This is a fact that also manifests itself in Gadoll.

There are many things that he doesn't need to care about, as long as his conscience can get by.

But is this really the case?

His fists were clenched silently.

However, suddenly, the soft soil made an abrupt noise.

"What's coming again!?"

Luther frowned, and jumped back, with a jump of tens of meters high.