Kamen Rider, the Mission Must Be Fulfilled!

[Give up who you used to be as a human being, abandon the seemingly meaningless and painful attachment, and let yourself lose the last proof of being a human being. 】

【You guys, are you ready to give up like this? 】

【……what do you want to say in the end? 】

【I can't give you hope, because I can't save your ruined civilization.I also cannot give you salvation, because the faults and sins you have committed are your own. 】

【However, there is one thing that I can solemnly promise to you. 】

Zheng Yi's body slowly burned with a pitch-black flame.

[I can hear it. 】

He raised his head high, obviously looking up at King Obmons, but he held his head high as if looking down.

[I'm right here. 】

[Now, instead of following someone's wish, give me the answer with your own will. 】

In the communication in the space of consciousness, even if there are some things that do not use language, both parties can understand the behavior that the other party is going to do when they have intentions.

Just like seeing someone picking up a water glass, you will understand that he wants to drink water, and seeing someone frowning will understand that he is thinking.

Red Ball can also understand what Zheng Yi wants to do at this moment.

【... Can you do it? 】

【May be. 】

【...Why do you want to do this? 】

[Because I want to. 】

【……last question. 】

The red ball stopped expanding, and it was already the size of Zheng Yi's palm.

【what's your name. 】

【Zheng Yi. 】

【Zheng Yi...Justice...】

The red ball murmured more and more deeply. Along with the murmur, the growth of King Obmons also stopped. This huge monster, already nearly [-] meters high, roared towards the sky, as if announcing what it had done. The world you set foot on will also be as barren as this world.

The next moment, the black mist rising above the red ball suddenly exploded, and the black mist like a fountain instantly enveloped Zheng Yi's figure.

[Zheng Yi, we once yearned for the light, but there was no response in the light. 】

【And now, we pray to the darkness...】

[Please help us to end this. 】

[Even if... it means burying us. 】

As if being ignited by the flames on Zheng Yi's body, the black mist gushing out from the red ball distorted its appearance, and the howling sword of fire rose from the ground, and in an instant it was nearly [-] meters higher than the head of King Obmons , straight up to the sky like a long step leading to the black sun!

[This last cry,]

In the center of the raging fire, Zheng Yi took a step forward.

[I did hear it. 】

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It started with steady steps, followed by a gallop that shook the ground.

As Zheng Yi accelerated his pace, the body in the center of the fire expanded and grew bravely, and in the blink of an eye, it ignited a stalwart of a hundred meters from the original height of tens of meters.

Entangled in jet-black flames all over his body, every step he took was deep in the splashing lava, Zheng Yi swaggered forward, opened his arms, and opened his chest as if he was about to hold King Obrmush in his arms.

This is not the power of Zheng Yi alone, following behind Zheng Yi's charging body are one after another wandering souls full of sad wishes... No, no.

Following Zheng Yi's footsteps, what roared loudly at this moment was the pain and sorrow left by one civilization after another.

They tried to save.

They have tried to hold on.

But in the end, no matter how desperate the voice was, it couldn't get even the slightest response.

And now...

Now, after countless years have passed since the shattering, that response has arrived.

Not only arrived, but also took the lead.

As if they wanted to take away anger, hatred, sadness, pain, everything that twisted, rolled, and tormented their hearts from them, the huge figure that silently moved forward seemed to vibrate countless waves. shout.

That is the roar of people who have lost everything and do not want the tragic reincarnation to happen again!

It's like burning firewood and fuel oil together, and they will be indistinguishable from each other. In the raging fire, they also heard and saw the past that belonged to this man named Zheng Yi.

Struggling in the same painful cycle of not getting a response, this man made the same choice no matter what.

He stood up, raised his head—

Always chose to be the one to answer the call.

As if he could hear the roar that resounded through the sky, King Obmons actually took a step back. This monster, which should have been filled with destructive desires, showed an attitude of fear towards the man in front of him.

It opened the giant eye on Zheng Yi's forehead without hesitation, and the destructive light that expanded along with the volume burst out.

However, this time, Zheng Yi was just like at the beginning, facing the surging destructive light, he turned a blind eye and went straight up, crashing into the bloody light stream.

The pitch-black fire was like a sharp blade cutting off the water, and the surging flame split the blood-colored destructive light flow in two from the center, and Zheng Yi rushed towards the bewildered King Obmons like this.

The monsters that were supposed to bring the destruction of civilization retreated, and the unheroic war ghosts strode forward. The blood-red wave was torn apart by the pitch-black flames to tear the last line of defense.

Compared with King Obrmose's subconscious retreat, Zheng Yi's charge was like thunder piercing the sky.

He cut Guangliu's hands and grabbed King Obmons by the throat.

Feeling the scorching pain and high temperature coming to his face, the survival instinct of a living creature made King Obmons' ferocity temporarily overwhelm his fear. It raised its claws and slapped Zheng Yi's body heavily and violently.

But no matter how King Obmons beat and scratched, Zheng Yi did not waver in the slightest.

On the contrary, it was the dark flames that were entangled in Zheng Yi's body. Following the close contact between King Obmons and Zheng Yi, these flames began to climb up King Obmons' body along Zheng Yi's arms.

Amidst the uncomfortable sound of flesh and bone rubbing against each other, Zheng Yi dragged the nearly [-]-meter-long monster off the ground with its neck as the fulcrum, and slowly lifted it up.

The long steps of the raging fire drowned the figures of both sides in an instant.

The next moment, in this barren world, a gorgeous rose bloomed wantonly!

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Standing on the school playground, Xiao Mian looked around blankly.

The monster in the distance has disappeared.

The mysterious red ball disappears along with it.

The idolized hero returns to his own world.

Some scary but gentle elders are missing.

Even friends who have only known each other for a day...

"Xiao Mian, who are you looking for?"

Xiao You, who was following Xiao Mian, was also very puzzled. He racked his brains about the girl Lisa that his friend mentioned, but he couldn't recall anything related at all.

But his friend's swearing and even anxious expression couldn't be faked, so even if he couldn't understand, he still didn't leave Xiao Mian and leave.

It's just that now that the sun is setting, and what happened just now, Xiaoyou really wants to go home and have a look, or in other words, wants to go to her parents.

"I……"

Xiao Mian raised his head, and he could see the doubt in Xiao You's eyes. He clearly experienced such a thrilling thing together, but the friend in front of him seemed to be unable to remember what happened just a few minutes ago - just like A Hao and the other three.

They don't remember anything about the red ball or Risa.

No, to be precise, it's more like those things never happened to them.

But Xiao Mian did not forget.

Whether it was the excitement when he met me in a dream, the courage generated by Zheng Yi's encouragement, or the moment when the red ball was released from his hand, the image of Risha crying and praying in the fire and ruins appeared in his mind.

He didn't forget.

But now, everything disappeared, as if those were just a dream of his, a dream so real that it was ridiculous.

Xiao Mian lowered his head.

"...I want to wait a little longer, Xiaoyou, you can go first."

"But……"

"I'm ok."

Xiao Mian raised the corner of her mouth: "I will definitely go home before dark."

"Okay, you have to go back early."

Seeing Xiao Mian's insistence, Xiao You hesitated and nodded.

They are still just children after all, and often times, no matter how repressed their uneasiness is, they will always have the idea of ​​wanting to rely on their parents, and Xiaoyou is like this now.

Watching Xiaoyou leave, Xiao Mian slowly squatted down, hugging his knees with his hands, buried his head, his small body was slightly entangled.

"If you don't come home so late, won't Xiao Mian's parents be worried?"

The familiar voice that suddenly appeared in the ear made Xiao Mian raise his face abruptly.