Kamen Rider, the Mission Must Be Fulfilled!

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Chapter 61: I'll at least make your death easier

heavy.

Unparalleled heaviness.

For the masked man, this may be the heaviest uppercut he has ever encountered in his life.

Whether it was the humble self before getting the current power, or the self who now thinks he is superior to ordinary people with divine power, this obvious gap seems to have lost its due meaning in front of this right fist.

This is illogical - in the less than a second before the strong vibration of the jaw came, this was the only thought in the masked man's mind.

Obviously at this moment, the strength contained in the body is almost unmatched at any time in the past.

Twice, no!three times!

This feeling of expansion that seems to fill every cell will bring a little tingling pain that scratches the nerves, but compared to the insignificant tingling pain, it seems to be able to grasp every corner of the body, and even extend to the side—— Extending to the powerful feeling of mastering the world, the masked man is even more unable to understand why he is in such a situation at this moment.

Can't move... Can't move!

Even without those abominable chain restraints, under the impact of this manic force sweeping up from the jaw, the sense of colossal power in the body is like an illusion.

The spreading shock waves travel along the bones and enter the cranial cavity. Even after evolution, the brain is still not solid, just like the tender tofu in a wooden bowl, which is almost crushed on the inner wall of the cranial cavity under the shock brought by the heavy punch. under solid.

Immediately following the pain of the shattered jaw, the masked man burst into a sense of dizziness.

However, at this moment when he almost fell into the darkness and lost consciousness, the sense of tightness and suffocation suddenly tightened around his neck was like an alarm bell, and the painful suffering mixed with it made the masked man's consciousness clear again.

His body raised high under the heavy fist, followed the only chain on his neck that had not been removed, and was dragged down in front of Zheng Yi who was below again.

Of course, this does not mean that Zheng Yi is only going to hit him with his right fist.

Because the other end of the chain is not held in Zheng Yi's hand, but in Mami's hand.

Looking at the masked man who had crossed a distance of several meters in an instant and reappeared within the range of his fist, Zheng Yi's platinum-forged helmet suddenly made a deep and powerful inhalation sound.

"hiss--"

Index finger, middle finger, ring finger, little finger.

And finally the thumbs up.

Like a sharp blade sliding out of its sheath to show its edge, Zheng Yi slowly tightened his fists.

"—Woohoo!"

The flower of platinum is blooming with a heavy fist!

"Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola!"

"Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola!"

As if wanting to split mountains and rivers, or directly tearing open the haze surrounding the sky, the platinum fist that shone with light and fire filled the entire field of vision of the masked man in an instant.

The wave of pain seems to never stop, and the continuous heavy blows have severely affected the masked person's physical time. It is obviously less than a few seconds in the blink of an eye, but it seems to be pulled in front of this endless punch. It's been a long and dying time for most of my life.

Before the remnants of the last round of pain dissipated, the waves of the next round of pain roared in.

But no matter how hard you try to struggle in the waves, your body is deprived of all rights to move. It doesn’t matter whether you float out of the painful deep sea to get a momentary respite, or you are dragged by the ankles by the huge waves and pulled back into the painful eddy. Things that the masked man can control.

What frightened him even more was that the pain seemed difficult to numb and adapt to.

The so-called pain means that it can only be called pain when it is clear and fresh.

Real pain is time-sensitive.

——For the masked man, the clear consciousness that constantly drives his nerves to perceive pain has become the source of depression and mania beyond pain.

He can only crawl under this extreme violence involuntarily like those "mortals" who he once regarded as livestock to extract strength.

It's like using the pain and power itself to remind the masked man that he is no different from the so-called mortals, and he has never been higher than anyone else!

The battle roar that resounded through the world was like a battle drum echoing heavy fists beating on the flesh, rumbling and humming, meticulously and mercilessly crushing every bone, big or small, on the masked man.

But this is not the end.

The power absorbed and transformed from the vitality in Zheng Yi's body is still faithfully repairing this dilapidated body.

Destroy, regenerate.

In the blooming platinum flowers, disasters descended.

There has never been a time when the masked man hoped that the power in his body would stop responding to him.

It seems that death is a happier choice than endless pain.

Finally, the platinum flower bloomed at the most extreme moment.

"—Ola!!!"

The right fist that swears the end, gouges straight into the skull of the masked man who hasn't had time to repair it. Zheng Yi's fist, which is almost as big as the masked man's head, almost breaks through the shattered mandible of the masked man, crushing him. brain.

However, even so, the masked man still did not die.

From Zheng Yi's excessive [exuberant] vitality, he hung his life loyally.

Of course, the reason why the masked man is still alive like this is not just because of this reason.

Zheng Yi spread his five fingers, pushing along the masked man's jawbone and flesh and blood toward his throat, tightly grasping the spine at his neck.

He dragged the nearly fragmented messenger of the gods back to his face.

Looking at the face without the mask, Zheng Yi's armored face stared at the guy who was mocking Uncle Lin ten minutes ago.

"Zheng Yi……"

Sensing the emotion washed away in Zheng Yi's soul from zero distance, Mami frowned slightly, and hugged Zheng Yi's neck tightly in distress.

Anger, guilt, regret, joy.

Zheng Yi's anger was not only towards the guy in front of him, but also towards himself.

If it wasn't for Mami, wouldn't he be losing an important person today?

Such thoughts inevitably appeared in Zheng Yi's mind.

Thankfully, the worst is far from over.

Everything is still on the verge of redemption.

Trying to suppress the anger that wanted to tear off the opponent's head, Zheng Yi took a deep breath.

This movement caused the whole body of the masked man whose spine was gripped to tremble violently. The sense of fear rushing to his face was completely unconcealed, and even his body reacted in the most primitive way.

The masked man could no longer control his excretory system.

"Say."

The platinum knight, however, seemed to exude a bottomless black and scarlet color.

His quiet voice was far more terrifying than his violent roar.

"Who are you and why are you staring at Uncle Lin and Yong Wife—tell everything you know."

"In that case, I will at least let you, who is no longer worthy of being a human being, die easier."

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Zheng Yi rarely gets angry to this level, but this incident is really special

I had some family business last night, so I didn't have time

But it is updated normally today, um... it will be the fourth update?

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Chapter 62: Pure white evolution?

"..."

Looking at the hoisted body in front of him, Zheng Yi was immersed in the huge amount of information just obtained for a moment.

[Pure White Evolution]——From the mouth of this mask, Zheng Yi finally learned for the first time the name of the organization that continuously involved Director Jiang and his wife's family.

The so-called [Pure White Evolution] seems to be a form of monotheism as a spiritual theme, and essentially a group with clear organization and discipline.

The gods they believe in don't have accurate names, because they don't need them—because in the eyes of these pure white evolutionary believers who seem to have been brainwashed, the only "god" in the world is their god.

The rest are just fakes under the gods, who have obtained the gifts of the gods but tried to steal the throne of the gods.

So far, it is nothing more than a typical illegal belief group.

What really makes this [Pure White Evolution] quite socially threatening in Zheng Yi's view is that they really have the means to "awaken" ordinary people.

In other words, it is an incomplete awakening.

The so-called envoy implants part of his own power into the body of the subject who has been bewitched by him. By depleting the subject's own foundation from the soul and physical level, the subject can have a level of danger close to that of Super War Situation C in a short period of time. combat ability.

Zheng Yi thinks this is a kind of quasi-awakening.

It seems that it is a process of mass production of cannon fodder.

But what really made Zheng Yi angry was that this was just one of the appearances.

Like this masked man, strengthening his own behavior by absorbing the vitality of the bewitched is actually a common practice of the angels in this [Pure White Evolution].

Even when Zheng Yifang cut off his spine again because he almost couldn't control his anger, the masked man still thought it was a matter of course.

Just like people eat pigs, cattle and sheep, it is just a kind of eating behavior without impurities.