Kamen Rider, the Mission Must Be Fulfilled!

So now, what Yingyue feels is far above that.

Push, squeeze, grind, roll.

Hit, strangle, lift, top.

In all directions, 360 degrees without dead ends, the whole body is surrounded by airtight ridges of ice, from inside to outside, from left to right, tearing, pulling and squeezing in an irregular and violent way.

It seems that as long as there is a little slack, it will be smashed into eight pieces and never recovered.

What Yingyue felt at this moment was a crisis that was severe enough to this level.

And the astonishing murderous aura that triggered all these dangerous premonitions.

This murderous aura looks like...

A hatred that seems to be an enemy of the world.

Yingyue couldn't understand how this power, which can never be called stability and brilliance, erupted from Zheng Yi.

To be honest, but from this aura, Yingyue felt that even if Zheng Yi's way of thinking was not on their side, it was absolutely impossible to be on the side of those Kamen Riders.

Justice and beauty in the broad sense of human society have nothing to do with this power at all.

That determination can destroy the world...

It should be said that it is the pure darkness that appears only to destroy civilization and the world.

If we say that Shadow Moon's own evil is a purposeful ambition.

In Yingyue's view, Zheng Yi's evil is indiscriminate destruction.

It's like a child born ignorant of world affairs, laughing, dismembering and torturing small creatures weaker than himself for curiosity.

This is immeasurable evil.

Gripping the Satanic saber tightly, Yingyue adjusted her breathing without a trace.

As the body prepared by the Creation King, he has almost forgotten the feeling of breathing.But up to now, in the face of the maliciousness that can vibrate the artificial organs in the body and affect this steel body, Yingyue's body has recovered the instinct of relying on breathing to adjust the mind.

As if she wanted to use Satan's saber to tear up the repression and the fear she didn't want to admit in her heart, Yingyue did not retreat but advanced, holding the blade of the sword, and took a small step towards Zheng Yi who was undergoing changes.

Some kind of fiery heat surging in Shadow Moon's body gradually melted the icy cold that bound his hands and feet.

That was the emotion he had lost for an unknown amount of time.

People call it courage.

Not caring about the king dark who was about to be crushed to the ground next to him, Yingyue poked her neck and stared directly at the final product that revealed its figure in the black mist and thunder.

It was a huge sword made of flesh and bones.

The pitch-black bones are spread out as the main material of the sword body. The width alone is similar to the shoulders of a soldier at this time. The bright sword body is densely covered with deep engraved textures, and the scarlet thunder light is like a blood vessel. The rushing blood flickered and swayed in these regular textures, tangled into a bloody rose in full bloom.

The shape of the sword body is not a traditional triangular posture, but an unchanging rectangular posture instead of the gradually introverted traditional sword body.From the straight line until the position of the tip of the sword suddenly changed, it expanded and extended towards the periphery, placing a semicircular thick shape at the forefront.

Shadow Moon recognized that this was not a type used for fighting in the conventional sense, but a torture tool that would only be equipped by executioners who were used for beheading in the early days.

It is not for continuous swinging, but for the purpose of pouring the center of gravity and strength of the whole body onto the blade in one blow, so as to ensure the special weight system for hitting the owl's head.

Without innate divine power, it would be impossible to use such a top-heavy weapon in actual combat.

The sharp edges on both sides have the same texture and luster as Zheng Yi's body armor, and the whole sword is suspended in front of the soldier, retaining Zheng Yi's original 60-meter mammoth, which is actually a lot taller than the soldier Right now, Shadow Moon and King Dark can hardly see the taxi behind the blade.

Rather than being a weapon, it looks like a mountain that has grown into the shape of an epee.

But the murderous intent and malice condensed in the sword made this heavy appearance exude a sense of sharpness enough to make anyone's neck ache and cold.

"This is, the blank..."

Also shocked by this posture that can be called "Magic Sword" or "Evil Sword" in fantasy novels, the scholar inspected this huge weapon in the form of Zheng Yi.

"...Let's make a deal together, Kongtiao."

With a steady mind, the scholar threw out his words solemnly, stretched out his hands, and tightly grasped the hilt made of bones.

On the sword, a scarlet eye suddenly opened.

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Yeah, I'm really busy before the National Day, because I have to finish all the things that may have to be dealt with during the National Day, and I often have to be busy until three or four o'clock at night

Sometimes I fall asleep as soon as I finish my work, and I will forget to update in a daze

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Chapter 68: Evil is Killing

It always feels... a very fresh experience.

Feeling the changes in his body, Zheng Yi was at a loss for a moment, causing the vertical pupils opened in the inverted triangle crystal of Jian E to be inexplicably exaggerated with a faint sense of bewilderment.

From a person with healthy limbs to a sword with a total length of 60 meters, this kind of weird experience can be said to be the first time in Zheng Yi's life.

If he used to be like a giant who shook the world in myths and legends, now he is like the sword of Damocles hanging high in the legend.

However, in terms of size and lethality, it may not be an exaggeration to call it the sword of Damocles of human civilization in this world.

His FFR form would be a beheading giant sword, which actually exceeded Zheng Yi's expectations.

Originally, Zheng Yi guessed that he would turn into a huge stag beetle like Onodera, and the situation would still be a two-on-two battle.

But the current change is not so much Zheng Yi's FFR, but rather the release of Yake's essence—the depraved godslayer.

Although this ferocious and sinister figure of the Demon Sword is far from the appearance when Zheng Yi and Aatrox met for the first time, the style of flesh and bones made of materials is exactly the same.

However, from the perspective of the relationship between Yake and Zheng Yi, this FFR figure is reasonable.

The power of Yake is part of Zheng Yi.

For Yake, although he has thinking and consciousness, but in terms of self-cognition, he clearly regards himself as a part of Zheng Yi's body, mind and body.

It's not that I dedicate myself to such an awareness, but from the moment I have consciousness and self, I always put Zheng Yi in a position more important than myself.

Perhaps because of this, I have gone through a completely different growth path from previous generations. Up to now, whether it is laughter or sorrow, beauty or suffering, fighting or daily life, the past has shaped this unique Zheng Yi.

The dark day that never falls.

The only super ancient warrior.

This FFR is one of the strong proofs.

"Unexpectedly... light."

Muttering, Shi lightly shook his wrist, and the blade of the sword, which was bigger than himself, moved slightly, which directly set off a gust of wind that almost tore up the vegetation on the mountain.

No, not at all.

Seeing this astonishing response, Shi finally realized the weight of the giant sword transformed from Zheng Yi in his hand.

But when I actually picked it up with both hands like this, I didn't feel any strenuous effort at all. Rather, it might feel lighter than the sword I used to use in my daily life.

It is not so much to say that it is as light as a feather, but to say that it is really as light as a feather.

[It should be because I allowed Mr. Shi to use me. 】

[That is, remember to thank Zheng Yi! 】

[Ah... a sword, what a strange experience. 】

"Huh? Huh? Sound, sound?"

Hearing the three voices that sounded in his mind one after another, Shi Shi stopped his movement of charging in surprise, and turned his head to glance at Jian E's eyes.

One is Zheng Yi's voice, of course the scholar can hear it clearly.

But the other two voices, one is a childish and immature voice, and the other is a clear girlish voice.Even though the voice was full of heroism, with a sassy and handsome voice that is rarely seen in boys, Ke Shi still understood the taste with sharp ears.

It was definitely a girl's voice.

【Okay, you two, be quiet, don't disturb Mr. Shi. 】

No no no, it's not here that bothers me the most.

【Oh! 】

【OK OK~】

Those two voices sounded again, Shi Shi can be sure that he did not hear wrongly this time.

Instead, there were really two other voices coming from Zheng Yi's incarnate giant sword.

"Well, Kongtiao, what are you...?"

[I'll explain in detail when I have a chance, let's deal with it now——coming!Sir! 】

Just as Zheng Yi and the man with a delicate expression were talking to each other through their minds, King Dark, who had been acting shaky all the time, howled and jumped over Yingyue who was waiting in full battle, and rushed towards the man holding Zheng Yi like a madman.

Originally, before Zheng Yi opened his eyes, King Dark was the first person to be intimidated by Zheng Yi's murderous aura. Lost rationality for combat.

It's like weight training. At the beginning, you just feel the upper limit and are given weight. Even if you are physically and mentally exhausted, you will not be completely unable to move.

But if you want a person to suddenly fight against mountains and mountains, this is obviously beyond his limit.

What's more, the mountain on King Dark's shoulder was pushed down by Zheng Yi involuntarily.

And when Zheng Yi opened his eyes, as usual, in order not to hurt innocent people, Zheng Yi subconsciously took back all the murderous aura scattered due to body transformation, which is now the giant sword. in the body.

As a result, he suddenly lost the suppression of murderous aura, and at the same time his body and mind were relaxed, the fear and anger that had tasted the pain became entangled into a complicated state of mind, filling King Dark's chest.

On the one hand, I am afraid that I may face this kind of physical and spiritual torture again.

On the other hand, he became angry and resentful about the reality that he could be so unbearable.

Enjoying the hard-won sense of relaxation in his body, being beaten by the burning anger in his heart and the panic tumbling back and forth in his mind, King Dark couldn't bear the madness under the lack of rationality after all.

[As long as the guy in front of me disappears. 】

[As long as this guy in front of me disappears forever, he won't suffer that kind of humiliation and fear again. 】