Kamen Rider, the Mission Must Be Fulfilled!

Seeing that Tigulis actually wanted to jump over me and charge towards Yanshan II, I Meng, who came back to my senses, quickly stretched out my hand and stopped in front of Tigulis.

Unable to tell whether it was panting or roaring, Tigulis stared at my dream with his only left eye, and lowered his body slightly. His posture was not friendly, but he did not immediately show hostility.

More like being on guard.

However, before the troubled Womeng could find a way to communicate with Tigulis, the big cat suddenly restrained its obvious vigilance and slowly raised its head.

With just such a small movement, all the wounds on its body that were either scorched or still visible opened up with large or small openings, and Tigulis' blood flowed out.

Using his one-eyed eye to cross my dream, Tigulis stared closely at Yanshan II who had climbed up again not far away. After a while, pale yellow light spots began to escape from its huge body.

[Guardian of the Earth. 】

[This voice is Miss Renlong? 】

[Tigulis is seriously injured, I will persuade him to go back, but then you will face the enemy alone, no problem. 】

【That's good……】

Seeing Tigulis whose body gradually became transparent surrounded by light spots and sank into the ground little by little, I Meng breathed a sigh of relief.

He was really afraid that Tigulis would join the battle stubbornly. Judging from his performance just now, it was not impossible.

If that's the case, I dream that I'm afraid I will fail the teacher's expectations.

Fortunately, Renlong solved this trouble in time.

[The teacher told me before leaving, please rest assured and leave it to me, Miss Renlong. 】

Turning around, I Meng posed for Yanshan II who stood up.

[Teacher's special training is not for nothing! 】

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The appearance of Zheng Yi shattered the peace that he missed.

With his right hand raised high, the sky seemed to hear some kind of arbitrary order, without any warning, the originally clear and blue sky began to darken in an instant.

The leaden gray clouds are like thick ink sprinkled on the white rice paper, rendering from one end of the sky to the other side of the sky in the blink of an eye.

Accumulated and stacked, it becomes thicker and deeper.

Even the color began to lean more and more towards pure pitch black.

Zheng Yi slightly turned his wrist and turned his palm to the sky.

Like a conductor standing on a grand stage, with every move, he drew the ups and downs of the magnificent music, and the heavy cloud that was as solid as a rock plate began to flow at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At first, it was like a trickling mountain stream, but it soon became like a raging river.

Surge, tumble, coil—

In the end, a huge wave under the storm was set off!

The roaring cloud waves did not attack aimlessly, but centered on a part of the sky above Zheng Yi, swirling inwards under the push of the scarlet thunder.

——It was a huge vortex.

Blooming in the sky, there is a vortex of thunder.

Since ancient times, human beings have called "natural disasters" for natural phenomena that will cause huge disasters and are difficult to rely on manpower to resist.

And at this moment, Zheng Yi, who painted such a scene with every gesture...

It can be described as a mobile [natural disaster].

But immediately, Zheng Yi made no further moves.

He just maintained the deeper and deeper vortex, quietly watching the front, as if waiting for something.

Maybe it was a second, maybe a minute, and finally, something suddenly broke the silence between the sky and the earth.

First from a distance, and then slowly advancing towards Zheng Yi's side.

Iron-gray curtains rose from the ground amidst the strange sounds of rustling.

However, these curtains are not facing Zheng Yi, but flying straight towards the sky that is almost sinking into the night.

In just a few breaths, these iron-gray curtains simply and neatly replaced the night depicted by Zheng Yi, turning the entire sky into a high roof like a metal structure.

"Why hesitate?"

A clear and sweet voice resounded from the sky that had changed again.

A beam of silver-white soft light parted the iron-gray curtain, and lightly landed not far in front of Zheng Yi.

"Obviously, you have seen the truth of all this from the very beginning."

The sound began to get closer, and there seemed to be something looming in the light.

"I'm not hesitating."

For all these sudden changes, Zheng Yi seemed not surprised as if he had expected it long ago.

He raised his head slightly, looking at the huge figure that became clear in the light.

If we say that Zheng Yi is dressed in a pitch-black ferocious armor, just like the materialization of the word [violence], he is a war ghost that shows a dangerous atmosphere all the time.

Then, in that radiance, there is a completely different existence.

Pure white, noble and elegant, even if it is nearly [-] meters large, it cannot hide its charm.

It is an impeccable "beauty" that can transcend the limitations of race, gender, age, etc., and is impeccable on the basis of different aesthetic concepts.

To describe it in human terms...

Zheng Yiruo is that dark demon.

The existence in front of him is a pure white angel.

Looking directly at such a beautiful and moving existence, Zheng Yi's tone of voice did not change at all.

He still spoke calmly.

"I just don't want to waste my hands and feet and drag you out of this mechanical fortress that mimics the earth."

"Why are you so aggressive, sweetheart."

Facing Zheng Yi's murderous intent, [Angel] smiled sweetly, and responded to him softly with a voice that could shake people's hearts, as if he was close to Zheng Yi's ear.

"Is it true that there are flaws in what I did? It makes you so angry."

Saying that, 【Angel】stretched out his right hand.

In the iron-gray sky, suddenly something so small that it might not be as big as the fingertips of Zheng Yi and [Angel] fell down, and landed in the palm of [Angel]'s right hand that had been prepared long ago.

"squeak."

It was a hideous looking insect covered in an iron-gray carapace with a metallic texture, and was alive and kicking.

"I'm sorry if that's the case, but I really tried my best, you see."

[Angel] Stretched out a finger, and rubbed against the insect's body surface as if teasing a pet.

As if some switch was turned on, the body of that strange insect suddenly dissolved, first turning into a mass of clay-like substance, and then quickly condensing into a new posture——

"Like this, don't look at just one click, I have a hard time making them!"

—that's human.

In the palm of [Angel], the strange insect transformed into a young man in his twenties, carrying a briefcase in a suit and leather shoes.

"But... since you don't like it, forget it, it's a failure anyway."

Without hesitation, he pressed the young man's palms together to death, and the [Angel] wiped away the traces left in her palms with a soft light.

"Come on, I know you don't like wasting time, so I'll just get right to it, Justice."

Looking at Zheng Yi who said nothing, 【Angel】with an expectant smile, bent slightly, and stretched out his hand to Zheng Yi.

"Come to me."

PS:

the second

End

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"When inviting others, you should introduce yourself first."

Zheng Yi didn't approach, nor did he immediately strike.

He looked directly at the [Angel]'s face that seemed to be dotted with brilliance, and responded calmly.

"Oh, look at me, I forgot such an important thing."

Hearing Zheng Yi's words, [Angel] covered the corners of his lips, as if he was a little ashamed and shy, and even lowered his waist, which was only slightly bent down.

"It's no wonder that this is the first time I've seen Zheng Zheng, and there's nothing I can do if I don't recognize him."

Saying this, [Angel]'s body began to re-integrate into the silver-white brilliance, but in the blink of an eye, the originally huge body of nearly a hundred meters changed again.

That's what a human being looks like.

With his hands behind his back, the [Angel], who showed another posture, raised his head and looked at the silent Zheng Yi in front of him.

"What about now?"

As if looking forward to being praised, eager to be recognized by someone who values ​​him, [Angel] opened his arms, floated in mid-air and turned around.

The pure white skirt blooms freely along the slender waist of [Angel], like a lily blooming under the sun, exuding a clear and clear charm.

"..."

how about it?

How could it be?