Kamen Rider, the Mission Must Be Fulfilled!

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Gatangeh's retraction stopped.

Not only that, but the big guy also leaned out a small half of his body again, and on the broad inverted head, the red eyes were staring at Dagu.

Dagu's body was inevitably a little stiff.

When it comes to the number of face-to-face encounters with monsters, Dagu is the second. Few of the human beings dare to say the number one. If they just face to face with monsters, Dagu will not be at a loss.

But Gatangeh is different.

Only by actually doing it can we understand how terrible the oppression is when confronting Gatanjae.

That kind of feeling of being helpless even after trying your best is definitely not good.

After adjusting his shortness of breath due to nervousness, Dagu leaned forward slightly, and stretched out his palm to Gatanjiehe.

"please!"

"..."

The greasy tentacles with a little sea water quietly climbed up the fuselage of No. [-] machine, bypassed the cover of the edge, and landed in front of Dagu.

Looking at the gray-black tentacles in front of him that were about the same thickness as his own height, Dagu loosened and tightened the hand holding the magic light stick, and finally heaved a sigh of relief as if he had made up his mind.

[Darkness is not terrible, what is terrible is the fear of darkness. 】

His outstretched palm carefully rested on the surface of the tentacle.

At this moment, a pitch-black mist spewed out from the tentacles, enveloping Dagu's body in an instant!

As if being splashed with thick ink, the scene in Dagu's field of vision was instantly occupied by darkness. The blackness rising from the edge, like a burning flame, soaked everything he could see.

That feeling was not painful, rather the opposite. At the moment surrounded by darkness, what flooded into Dagu's heart was an unprecedented tranquility.

However, what followed was the loneliness and emptiness hidden deep under the silence.

An... indescribable sense of loneliness emerged in his chest.

It's just that compared to feeling these inexplicable emotions, what happened in front of him can attract Dagu's attention more.

It is the Shenguang stick that has changed.

Fine cracks began to appear on the surface of the dark gray rock, and as the black mist entangled in Dagu's body continued to drill into those cracks, more and more cracks appeared on the Shenguang stick.

In the end, accompanied by a burst of blue-blue lightning, a thicker black mist burst out from under the stone, blasting the rock shell on the magic light stick.

However, compared to before, the Shenguang stick at this time has become a look that Dagu has never seen before.

The background color of silver and white is deep black, and the interlacing of black and silver makes the whole magic light stick look quite cold, presenting a kind of coldness and sharpness like a weapon.

Even the feeling of touch has changed from the warm and moist feeling of the past to cold and hard.

But Dagu didn't stop because of this strange touch, because he could feel that his consciousness was gradually sinking into the bottomless darkness at a uniform speed.

In a trance, Dagu seemed to hear a certain voice.

【……no more chance……】

Having no time to think about the source of the sound, Da Gu held up the divine light wand by driving the limbs that could hardly feel it!

From the surface of the sea, a bright beam of light rises from the ground, and the giant of light that people place their hopes on stands proudly——

However, at the next moment, with the azure blue light of the timer on Tiga's chest as the center, a black mist similar to that of Gatanjae burst out, engulfing Tiga's tall body in the blink of an eye.

Immediately, the cyan-blue lightning exploded, dispelling the cover of the black mist, revealing the giant's body at this moment.

black and silver.

Just like the heterogeneous divine light stick, Dijia standing here is only black and silver.

【That's why I think human beings are interesting. 】

Looking at the changed appearance of Tiga below, the Yabo clapped his hands and raised his body.

[For the so-called protection, he did not hesitate to borrow power that he could not grasp and understand, and finally caused his own civilization to perish because of that power. 】

[As a play to pass the time in spare time, it couldn't be more suitable. 】

[Don't you think so?Empty justice? 】

【…】

Zheng Yi didn't avert his gaze.

He just silently picked up Waiting for Jungui again.

【Oh, I almost forgot...】

A sharp blade with tumbling scarlet lightning suddenly appeared in front of the Yabo people, but the slight difference between the blade and the Yabo people's neck was like a gap in the sky. The wide and thick giant blade has never been able to touch the body of the Yabo people who are close at hand.

Looking at the ferocious face that could only show anger in the never-setting black sun, the Yabo people hissed and laughed.

[If you want to say cold-blooded and cruel, you are better than me. 】

Here again.

There is no top.

bottomless.

You can't see the end in the distance, and you can't see your hands, feet and body even if you lower your head.

In all directions, up, down, left, and right, as far as the eyes go, there is boundless darkness.

Profound, silent, in this vast or narrow space, the kind of obscurity hidden in the darkness is eroding Dagu's consciousness little by little.

First from the tiny parts like the fingertips, and then slowly upwards, arms, calves, shoulders, chest - finally, until the whole body is immersed in the thick and thick darkness.

Even the consciousness began to be shaken off easily like the dust on the clothes, and disappeared in the dark washing.

【This is... darkness...】

This is the first time that Dagu felt the process of being engulfed by darkness with such a clear consciousness.

【Justice him, that's how it is...】

Silent in the dark, melting in the dark.

To describe it, it was like a painless drowning.

Dagu could feel that in this darkness, even his own existence seemed to disappear...

...maybe 1 minute.

Maybe an hour.

Maybe a day, a week, a month, a year—

Even, it might just be the next second when this idea came into being.

In the darkness, Dagu heard another voice besides his own.