Lost Paradise? Game on!

This was a secret meeting.

No one could have imagined that Tennolu, who had always been on good terms with the old president Hanagata, would appear in front of his arch-enemy Murakami.

This is a secret room where Murakami's head, which is contained in a life support device, is placed.

Even though the light here was dim, Tianwanglu still didn't take off his sunglasses.

"I have no way out. Don't you just need a test subject?"

Murakami glared at Tianwanglu fiercely, as if he wanted to see through the other person's thoughts from behind his sunglasses.

"You won't regret it?"

"I have completely lost my power. If this continues, the only thing waiting for me is death, unless I still have a strong body."

"very good."

Tianwanglu took off his sunglasses and stood up.

"I can provide you with a body made from the cells of a King Undead Beast, and try to adjust its power to its strongest state. It's up to you to determine how much you can exert."

"So what do you want? I don't have much control over the company's resources now.

If you want to control me, then there is no point in talking about this.”

"No no no, I think you misunderstood."

Tianwanglu smiled like an old fox and waved his hands repeatedly.

“Whether it’s Huaxing or you, you are just my investment in your Ophiino race.

If you can perfectly control that body, then I will naturally get the data I need most.

You don't have to pay anything, if I must say, I only have one request."

Murakami's face darkened.

In fact, no matter how harsh the conditions proposed by the other party are, he will consider accepting them, as long as he is not treated as a puppet.

But now it's even more strange.

There is no free lunch in the world.

In other words, free things are the most expensive.

"any request?"

Seeing Murakami’s defensive face, Tianwanglu’s smile became even wider.

"That is fighting. I need you to keep fighting to provide me with more information and data.

Humanity needs to evolve further, beyond your evolution as Ophino!"

This is his usual tactic. After all, he still needs to make use of everything he has.

You can't just say it directly, right?

I want all of you to die, and then I will evolve into an undead beast, win the ultimate battle, and finally recreate humanity, and then naturally become the ruler of the new humanity.

I guess if they said that, other forces would probably stop fighting and kill and get rid of him first.

After all, his current overall strength is still the weakest among many forces.

"In a week, the human side will join forces with the Gurongi to counterattack the Leo Cavalry Regiment that is blocking them."

Tianwanglu smiled and turned around.

"Before that, you will be given a new body with power beyond your imagination."

. . . . . .

That night.

Light Photo Studio.

"Haidong's cooking skills are still as good as ever."

Onodera spoke subconsciously while looking at the table full of dishes.

"How does it compare to usual?"

Koeijiro asked with a smile, but his eyes looking at Onodera were full of murderous intent.

"Uh... well, it's not much different."

Both Guang Xiahai and Onodera broke out in a cold sweat and hurried back to make up for it.

As for Kazuto Kazuya, he didn't want to praise this guy Kaidong.

"So, why are you here?"

Following his gaze, a handsome young man who was holding a bowl and gently blowing on the soup in his hand smiled.

"The humans are very welcoming to me, and the food there is not good."

At this moment, Daguba is like a young man who has seen his idol and is reluctant to leave.

Of course, in addition to this reason, he was also interested in something else.

Living room curtains.

Before Kazuto Kazuya regains his own memories and embarks on an endless journey, certain hints will be given through the curtain every time he travels through the world.

And what is displayed on the screen now is obviously not anything that has appeared on TV.

It was a strange man in white armor, pointing his finger forward.

Behind him, there were a few strange men, each of them majestic and powerful, seemingly waiting for his order to attack.

And in the direction of his finger, there were endless monsters, but these monsters were all lying on the ground, and the people in the front row had terrified expressions.

"Isn't this me..."

As soon as he entered the hall, he recognized what was painted on the curtain.

He occupies the largest space, and behind him are several heavyweight Gurongi and some miscellaneous soldiers.

He even saw tiny bats and water fleas.

As for the enemies in front of him, they were naturally Ophino and the undead beasts.

That's right, in the world depicted on this curtain, there is no Kamen Rider.

It's a complete monster war.

Of course, the reason for this situation is most likely because the Kamen Rider in this world is not the protagonist.

This is actually the reason why Kazushi Kadoya is a little confused.

All the worlds he had visited before were worlds where Kamen Rider was the protagonist.

Although he always says something like "I roughly understand it", in fact, it is usually around the knights who are the protagonists of the world.

The situation this time is so complicated that he can only take it one step at a time and not act rashly.

"Is this world your world?"

"Nonsense, the world I live in is of course my world, otherwise is it still yours?"

Daguba took a sip of the soup in his hand and gave Kadoya a cold look.

"That's what I meant."

He pointed at the curtain behind him.

Daguba frowned slightly, and understood the meaning of Kadoya Kamen Rider's words.

"Does this world revolve around me? Maybe."

Daguba smiled, obviously not wanting to continue this topic.

"Come to think of it, this is the first time I've met a Gurongi that can communicate normally and doesn't go around destroying and harming people."

Daguba: . . .

Wang Xiaoming, if you can't talk, just say less. That Onodera has been staring at me. What if he can't control himself and comes over to mess with me?

I set him on fire, how bad is that?

"Our clan and Kuuga can be said to be old enemies, but our clan is also divided into many tribes. Have you ever encountered other Gurongi?"

"Of course, that guy will also release a strange black mist that will assimilate all humans into Gurongi."

Guang Xiahai on the side rushed to answer, picked up some food for Onodera, and glared at him again.