Kamen Rider, the Mission Must Be Fulfilled!

"Treasure it, I like this guy."

"……I will."

Nodding seriously and vigorously, Zheng Yi stood up.

"The next time we meet is when we fight side by side, Mr. Shotaro and Mr. Philip."

"Oh!"

"Since Shotaro agrees, I have no objection."

"Thank you, both of you."

Raising his hand to press the hat on his head, under the brim of the hat, Zheng Yi's mouth outlined a beautiful and hearty arc.

"Goodbye."

Then, a mottled screen as tall as a person appeared out of thin air behind Zheng Yi.

Originally relying solely on Zheng Yi's own words, if he wanted to open a screen of any size like Brother Xiao Ming, it would take about two or three days of adaptation and learning.But when he defeated General Jack, from the energy generated by General Jack's self-destruct, Zheng Yi intercepted the characteristics that could be used as tokens.

Using this as a medium, coupled with trying his best to absorb and transform the remaining power of the Earth Stone, Zheng Yi brutally expanded the size of his expandable channel.

It is not difficult for Zheng Yi now to open a passage that is as tall as one person.

The screen quickly wrapped Zheng Yi's body, and in the blink of an eye, only Shotaro standing and Philip sitting were left in the office.

As for Akiko, she went shopping today.

"Is that okay, Shotaro?"

"No problem, Philip."

Subconsciously wanted to press the brim of the hat, but when he stretched out his hand, he found that the familiar place was empty. Shotaro rubbed the center of his brows with a smile.

"A person who will sincerely shed tears and anger for strangers, and sincerely smile for strangers, I think he is not bad."

"Besides, if the uncle were here, he would definitely say the same—"

"——That person must be able to become a person worthy of the hat."

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Chapter 41: Overhaul card riding face, how to lose?

"What did you say? General Jack is defeated?!"

"Hey, hey..."

Facing the hell ambassador exuding a strong sense of oppression, this ordinary fighter in a white coat bowed his head obediently and tried to respond.

"That guy, it's just a world where Kamen Riders don't even exist, and he would die in that kind of corner—what about the vanguard?!"

"Alas….."

"what?!"

Grabbing the combatant's white coat, a layer of fine blue scales suddenly appeared on the cheek of the ambassador of hell, the pupils of his eyes widened due to anger and surprise shrank inward, and a pair of reptilian-like eyes stared at him. with the combatant's head.

It's like a python that wants to swallow a living thing alive.

The combatant, who was already terrified by the anger, immediately swayed, but no matter how fearful he was, the brainwashed thinking after being a reformed combatant still made him speak out against the pressure.

"Alas!"

"Damn things!"

With one hand, the combatant who was about 180 centimeters tall was dragged off the ground like an empty cloth bag. The ambassador of hell roared and let go. .

The dull sound of the body colliding with the ground could not drown out the angry roar of the Hell Ambassador.

"I actually wasted an entire army in this kind of world! General Jack, even if he died, how could he die so worthlessly?!"

As I know, although the situation of Daxiuka's aggression is very good now, even if there are sporadic resistance forces running around like mice, but now these trash fish can no longer shake Daxiuka's advantage in the eyes of the hell ambassador.

This world is now settled.

The rest is just a matter of time.

But even so, the three-digit eccentric pioneer army brought by General Jack is by no means dispensable combat power.

A legion of dozens of weirdos and dozens of combatants, in the opinion of the Hell Ambassador, even if he cannot complete a world's repressive government independently, he can at least build a small country into a frontline base for the overhaul card within two hours.

However, it took less than an hour and a half for General Jack to leave with the legion, and the last news was that the entire vanguard lost its life response in an instant along with the commander.

After discovering this, the observation team of the entire overhaul card exploded.The fighters in white coats sorted out all the options with low probability or simply impossible in a short period of time, and the final result was what the ambassador of hell heard at this time.

General Jack, along with the [-]st Vanguard, survived.

"Calm down, Ambassador of Hell."

Raising his cane to stop the scarlet whip that the ambassador of hell was about to swing, Dr. Death put down the dried squid in his hand and stood up from the steps.

He walked down the steps slowly and came to the combatant lying on the ground.

The unlucky white coat was lying on his back at this time, spit out some fine blood foam with air bubbles from his mouth from time to time.Judging from his immobilized state, the Ambassador of Hell's throw broke his spine, and the ribs that were out of place may also have pierced the artificial internal organs.

Being able to look straight at Dr. Death and try to move like this is thanks to his identity as a subordinate reformer.

"Did General Jack and the Vanguard Corps rely on the cross-domain connection device to send back any messages before losing contact?"

"Alas!"

He replied loudly to Dr. Death's words, with some noises of blood choking his throat in his mid-spirited voice.

"Huh?"

"--impossible!"

Hearing the combatant's report, Dr. Reaper raised his eyebrows.

The Hell Ambassador's reaction was even more intense, his eyes widened, and the pupils of those reptile eyes were enlarged a lot due to the violent emotional fluctuations.

"Are you trying to say that the Everlasting Black Sun has the ability to travel through worlds? Absurd!"

"Alas."

"Even if it is mastered, I don't believe that man has the ability to eliminate the three-digit vanguard army including General Jack in an instant!"

If this is true, wouldn't it mean that the sun never sets...

Did that dangerous man control the power of the Earth Stone? !

"I think it's time to die. General Jack won't joke about such things, Ambassador of Hell."

Sitting back on the steps with great interest, Dr. Reaper pinched the dried squid and gently tore off a tentacle: "The reality is, that man really has power beyond our expectations. Even if we tried to overestimate him before strength, but in fact we still underestimated his threat."

There was a faint hissing sound like a snake spewing out a letter in his throat, and the face of the ambassador of hell, distorted by anger, gradually showed the same sharp and cold-blooded animal features.

He took a sudden step and wanted to go outside the meeting hall.

"Stop, there is no instruction from the great leader. Our immediate task is to complete the absolute conquest of this world. If you take away an army without authorization, who do you want to fill the original position of this army?"

"—Are you just letting it go like this?!"

The entire upper body turned 180 degrees as if there were no bones. The ambassador of hell stared at the calm-faced Dr. Death, and his jaw, which began to evolve into an inverted triangle, opened exaggeratedly in the refutation, revealing two sharp fangs.

"I said earlier that the man who does not set the black sun is very dangerous. If he cannot be recovered, he must be killed as soon as possible! Now, General Jack is dead, and the first vanguard is completely wiped out. This is simply a big repair card for me. The provocation! If we don’t take countermeasures against this guy, how long will we have to wait?”

"Wait until the big leader gives the order."

"Or, do you want to put your personal fear above the will of the chief?"

"Varied--"

Slowly handling the dried squid in his hand, Dr. Death looked at the Hell Ambassador calmly.

The ambassador of hell was at a loss for words for a moment, the original azure blue scales opened and closed slightly, and even a faint reddish color began to appear faintly.

Stretching his hand stiff for a while, he said in a deep voice, "Your Excellency, please don't speculate!"

"Then wait."

Withholding his gaze, Dr. Death waved his hand, and asked the two combatants standing in the shadows to carry the lifeless body out.

"No matter how powerful the sun never sets, there is only one person after all."

"When we control this world and get enough resources, we will produce more and more powerful weirdos. Use this world as a springboard, the second, third - until we conquer all the known worlds No matter how strong he is before the sun sets, how many worlds can he contend with? The longer the time drags on, the greater our advantage will be."

"Even now, we have two trump cards in our hands that we will never lose to him."

"The ones who really need to be anxious are not us from the beginning, Ambassador of Hell."

Gripping the torn pieces of cuttlefish firmly, then raised his head and swallowed the pressed meat ball directly. Dr. Death sneered and looked at the ambassador of hell.

"What really needs to be anxious is that he will never set in the dark."

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Chapter 42: Don't think too highly of yourself!Menyashi!

The shuttle of the world has never been a matter of a moment.

When he escaped from the chaos wrapped in the screen, everything in front of him changed again.

"this is……"

Looking at all the things in front of him, Zheng Yi's originally slightly dazed expression immediately subsided, and a solemnity and seriousness that suppressed certain emotions permeated from between the youth's brows.