The Villain Knight Doesn't Want to Be a Hero

After simply using a fighter plane to severely damage Aldebaran, it escaped under the cover of other gastral organisms.

And since then, Aldebaran has become more cautious.

In addition, there is another factor that cannot be ignored...

"Captain of our regiment, the enemy was discovered at nine o'clock and was confirmed to be the Slammer Legion of the Four Capitals Alliance! The command has been issued from above to retreat to the second line of defense!"

Looking towards the horizon, you can see a black spot approaching quickly.

That's a flying slammer with the ability to fly.

There are one or two other types of slammers hanging on their respective legs, quickly approaching the battlefield.

It is precisely by relying on this method that the Four Capital Alliance can continuously send large quantities of Slammers to Tokyo without the use of transport aircraft.

My dean was secretly smacking his lips. They could still fight a dozen of the primitive gut creatures. After all, they were still made of flesh and blood... But when their opponents were these mechanical monsters, they had nothing to do.

Without heavy firepower, most people can't even break through their defenses.

"Retreating...do you want those mechanical monsters and primitive gut creatures to kill each other?"

After estimating the route of the Slammer Legion, at the current speed, it is estimated that it will not be long before they plunge into the battlefield.

Although they are both enemies, the two sides are not in a cooperative relationship.

Even if the slammer can avoid the primitive gut creatures, there is no guarantee for the primitive gut creatures - to a group of crazed beasts, everything in sight is an enemy.

After thinking about this, I immediately issued orders to the captains of various civilian police auxiliary units through the intercom.

Self-Defense Forces?

He didn't need to worry about that - the orders had been passed to him, and they would have already retreated to a safer rear by now.

And just as expected, not long after the police moved the defense line back, the flying legions of slammers directly collided with the primitive gut creatures.

After arriving at the predetermined coordinates, all the flying slammers immediately dropped the other models of mounted slammers onto the ground.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

With loud noises one after another, the slammers of different shapes smashed on the ground, creating deep pits.

Some of them even landed on the heads of the primitive gut organisms just below.

So the battle between metal and flesh began...well, maybe a unilateral massacre would be more appropriate.

The high-temperature flame released by the Burning Slammer's right hand instantly carbonizes the primitive gut organisms in front.

The cold current spewed out by the Ice Slammer quickly brought the surrounding temperature to freezing point, freezing the primitive gut organisms it came into contact with into ice sculptures.

High temperature and low temperature are the absolute nemesis of carbon-based organisms.

And as metal bodies, they don't need to fear the infection ability of gastral organisms.

It's even difficult for the protozoa to break through its defenses.

The energy whips released from the protrusions on the Telescopic Slammer's shoulders easily sliced ​​open one primitive gut creature after another like butter.

The Phantom Slammer, armed with two swords, splits himself into dozens of individuals, and uses light bombs and two swords that can easily tear apart the body to efficiently harvest gastral organisms.

The attackers were clearly at an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers, but with the help of this ability, they didn't feel like they were surrounded by a sea of ​​people.

In addition, slammers that are good at melee combat, such as strong slammers, compression slammers, and fang slammers, are also unilaterally slaughtering the primitive gut creatures on the field, but the efficiency is relatively low. few.

Chapter 278 New Form, Tendo and Light Attack Again

"It's really scary."

My dean, who saw this scene through the telescope, couldn't help but sigh.

The gastrea creatures, which were originally regarded as the enemy by all of them, were easily slaughtered by the slammers who only had one-tenth of their number...

Even if Aldebaran hadn't been commanding from behind, the army would have been defeated by now.

Others who also saw this scene had expressions of joy on their faces.

It's just that as the leader, my hall director Zheng couldn't smile, and even looked more serious - he didn't forget that this legion of attackers came to destroy himself and others.

Once Aldebaran chooses to retreat, the next person who has to face them is himself - he doesn't feel like he has any chance of winning at all.

"Kamen Rider Siesta..."

Recalling the information I had seen in the intelligence, I put down the telescope with a complicated mood.

If there was anyone else who could defeat such a large number of slammers, it would probably be the other party.

"Notify me, take advantage of the gap between the gastral creatures and the slammer to find the location of Aldebaran immediately!"

Such an order was issued immediately.

It was obviously a unilateral massacre, but since the morale of the primitive gut creatures is still so high, that means that the leader Aldebaran should also be nearby.

Now is the best time to search.

However, at this moment, he noticed that a helicopter was flying quickly from behind him and others - in Tokyo.

There is only one, which means that there are not many goods or people transported.

But it will come at this critical moment... which means it is an important thing that can play a key role.

"Kamen Rider..."

This was the only answer he could think of.

...

But just when my headmaster was sighing, someone on the other side of the battlefield was in a bad mood.

"Assholes! Are you all blind? Don't you see the enemy over there!"

Tendo Heguang, who was standing in the center of the battlefield, roared loudly after punching a nearby gastrula to death.

It was obvious that if they walked a little further, they would reach the defense line formed by the Self-Defense Forces and the police. As long as they destroyed that line, countless gastrula creatures would flatten the Tokyo area.

But all the slammers turned a blind eye to the defense line that was almost within reach, and just frantically harvested the gastrula creatures around them, completely ignoring him.

"There's no time to waste time with these trash now...!"

Seeing this, Tendo Heguang gritted his teeth, but his shout was destined to be ignored.

Although he was the person in charge of this operation, he did not have any power or ability to command the slammers.

All the slammers only obeyed the orders of Lin Qiao alone.

As for him, Tendo Heguang?

To put it more bluntly, he was just a high-level thug.

He waved the trident in his hand to vent his anger, and knocked the nearest slammer away... But then he felt a little regretful.

——These slammers were all members of the Tiantong clan.

After rolling more than ten meters on the ground, a faint green flame ignited on the slammer that was knocked out.

But only a few minutes later, the faint green flame gradually extinguished.

The damaged part of the slammer was also repaired. He stood up from the ground like nothing happened and continued to attack the surrounding gastrula creatures.

Such a monster... Is such a monster really still his family and subordinate?

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!!!"

An unknown flame ignited in his heart, and the almost uncontrollable fighting desire eroded his reason all the time.

Since the last failure, after being injected with nebula gas by Lin Qiao for the second time, the power of Tiantong and Guang has increased significantly... But the price is the fighting desire that has been strengthened to the extreme.

As long as he saw a moving creature in his field of vision, Tendou Heguang would have the urge to completely destroy the other party.

Fight! Fight! Fight to your heart's content!

The cry from the depths of his instinct made him unable to control himself.

But at this moment, a noise from a propeller came from a distance, attracting Tendou Heguang's attention.

Looking up, it was a military helicopter.

Judging from the direction the nose was pointing, it was undoubtedly heading in the direction where he was.

But when it was about three or four kilometers away, it suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Although it was far away, he could still see it clearly with the visual sensor of the armor.

‘What tricks are Tokyo playing again? ’

This thought just came to his mind.

However——

When he saw the figure jumping down from the helicopter, his anger completely devoured Tendou Heguang's reason.

“Ten ♦ Tong ♦ Mu ♦ Geng ♦——!”

With a distorted face, he shouted the name of his good sister, and then rushed towards the place where the other party fell.

.....

".....Can we just stop here?"

Due to the noise, the helicopter pilot shouted at Mu Geng who was sitting in the co-pilot seat.

Mu Geng did not speak but nodded and made an OK gesture.

On her waist was a build driver that had been prepared long ago - in terms of appearance, it was no different from the building driver that Lin Qiao had made before.

She loosened the seat belt that fixed her body, and under the pilot's "this is fucking outrageous" eyes, she opened the door of the helicopter and jumped down from a height of several hundred meters.

The ground quickly enlarged in front of her eyes, and the discomfort caused by free fall was regarded as nothing.

She took out a full can that was made of red and black and looked like a cola can.

If you shake it gently, you can hear some kind of beeping sound coming from it.

She pulled the pull ring directly, and electric sparks gushed out of the full can, and inserted it into the belt.

"Samurai Varanium Plasma!"

Turning the joystick quickly, transparent pipes extended from the driver, forming a high-speed factory that was similar to the previous transformation but completely different.

Iron towers like the magnetic storm coils in Red Alert were distributed around, with high-voltage currents surging on them that could easily penetrate the air.

"Are you ready?"

She quickly scanned the battlefield, and except for Tendo and Hikari who were running towards her, she did not find the figure she had been with before.

Kisara took a deep breath: "I've been ready for a long time...Henshin!"

In the sky, accompanied by Kisara's voice, the half-body armor in front and behind instantly slapped Kisara's body like a puzzle toy.

The four magnetic storm coils released dazzling currents, just like some kind of catalyst. The strong current caused the armor that had not yet been assembled to react in some way.

The power of red and black intertwined.

"Lightning flash! Samurai Varanium Plasma!"

"Bilibilibilibilibilibilibili!"

When the lightning faded, revealing the body made of red and black armor, Mugen, who had fallen from a high altitude, stood steadily in place.

The edges of the armor and the paint on it looked like surging electric current.

Whoosh!

Raising one hand, the dark red electric current burst out instantly, directly deflecting the trident that attacked from a distance.

"A sneak attack right at the beginning really suits your personality, Tendou Heguang."

"Ten ♦ Tong ♦ Mu ♦ Geng ♦!"

Like a ghost crawling out of the abyss, Tendou Heguang caught the trident with one hand, his eyes glowed red, and his body fell to the ground like a beast.