The Knight's Guide of the Chief of Tendo

"Why do you think it has nothing to do with him?"

Xiang Le asked back, Ge Ye Hongtai choked.

"He's the Guardian—"

"It's the Kamen Rider who protected Fengdu during the overhaul card crisis, so everything I said can't happen?"

Xiangle finished the interrupted words for Ge Ye Hongtai.

"You are too naive, Ge Ye Hongtai."

"I thought that you would grow up after going through so many things and so many changes during this period of time, but now it seems that you are still too naive."

"In this world, everyone has their own desires."

"But most people have to choose to shelve their desires because of their limited abilities. Do you think the Director of Heavenly Dao is like that kind of person with limited abilities?"

Xiangle's expression changed, he sneered and waved his hands, and the figure of Mitsumi Kuroshima suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

"Open your eyes and take a good look!"

"This is the real Heavenly Dao Director!"

"In order to seize the golden fruit, he will do whatever it takes to kill your partners and even Gao Siwu, the head of the Heavenly Dao!"

In the video, Wu Dao Mitsushi, who transformed into Longxuan, was beaten back by the head of Heaven, until he was kicked into the sky by a knight.

"how come…………"

Ever since he became Kaiwu, he has determined to learn from his idol Tendo Souji to become a Kamen Rider who protects the side, but now, his idol Tendo Souji has personally shattered his worship and fantasy.

"Guangshi, no, no!"

"Guangshi, how could he and—"

The video screen turned again, and the blond-haired Gao Siwu supported the scarred Kudao Mitsumi, which was reflected in Ge Ye Hongtai's eyes.

"Guangshi, I'm sorry, because of me, I made you go down this road..."

The blond Takashi Mai who was talking turned into a golden light and slowly disappeared under Kureshima Mitsumi's horrified eyes.

"Gao Siwu is the container of the golden fruit in the future. She has been inextricably linked with the golden fruit. But now, the power of the golden fruit belonging to Gao Siwu has been taken away by the director of Tiandao."

The screen stopped, and Xiangle appeared, pointing to the unconscious black-haired Takashi Mai, explaining the root cause of her coma word by word.

"You, if you want to save Gao Siwu, you must defeat the head of heaven!"

"Use the power of the golden fruit to defeat him!"

Xiangle raised his right hand, and countless rays of golden light condensed into a brand new lock seed, which was placed on the table.

"This is my advice, and it is also the only way to save Gao Siwu."

"I cannot sit and let the golden fruit fall into the hands of a man whose righteous heart has been tainted."

"So, how to choose is up to you, Ge Ye Hongtai."

Xiangle's voice gradually faded away, and when Ge Ye Hongtai raised his eyes again, he was no longer around.

"Use, the power of the golden fruit?"

Ge Ye Hongtai picked up the key-like lock on the table, frowning.

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"That's it."

"That's it!"

"Pick up that lock seed!"

"Quickly pick up that lock seed, and then, use your power!"

In Heim's Underworld, Xiangle in a silver-gray suit no longer had the calmness of the past. Looking at the picture of Ge Ye Hongtai who finally reached out to pick up the lock seed, his smile gradually lost his composure.

"That's right!"

"That's it!"

"Director of the Heavenly Dao, your plan is not that easy—Bai Ya! What are you doing?!"

Seeing that Ge Ye Hongtai took the Ji key into his bag as he thought, before he had time to be excited, a knife light had already slashed towards him!

In the current Haim Underworld, the only one who can attack him without being discovered by him is Bai Ya, the former male origin who has already escaped his control, but is determined to die.

"Xiangle, I should have warned you."

"How do you want to play, I will not interfere."

"How do you want to mobilize the manpower of our Overlord family, I will not ask."

"However, the premise is that you can't disturb me and my wife."

The tone of white and gray, the light of the knife cut with a hand-made blade, and the weeds under the feet are bent down by its strong power.

"Are you taking my words as wind on your ears?"

"Or, you still want to try my knife, is it fast or not?"