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Her figure also vanished from the spot.
What she demonstrated was not simply super acceleration.
That's a kind of ultimate speed that transcends ClockUp, involves the quantum realm, and is truly the ultimate speed.
In the senses of those alien insects, time seemed to be stretched out infinitely.
They only saw a green streak that was impossible for the visual nerves to capture and impossible for the brain to understand.
The streak of light flashed past them in a trajectory that completely defied the laws of physics.
And then, that was the end of it.
Hyper-acceleration mode deactivated.
Time flow returns to normal.
The ferocious alien insects froze in mid-air.
Immediately afterwards, their bodies exploded uncontrollably at the same moment.
Green flames shot into the sky, then quickly went out.
From the transformation to the end of the battle, the entire process took less than a second.
“Well done, Izzy.”
Su Chen looked at his secretary, who was already capable enough to handle things on her own, and a relieved smile appeared on his face.
"Everything was within Iz's calculations."
Izzy deactivated her transformation, the data stream dissipated, and she reverted to her adorable and respectful secretary demeanor, bowing deeply to Su Chen.
Just then, Su Chen's gaze shifted slightly upwards, as if piercing through the distorted magnetic field and seeing the scene beyond the atmosphere.
The real-time monitoring data from the super satellite Zea has been synchronized into his mind.
A massive meteorite laden with alien insects has broken through the atmosphere of the Zi-O world and is hurtling toward Shibuya at high speed.
Without hesitation, he used Zea's interdimensional communication function to issue a brief instruction to Sonosaki Saeko, who was far away in the W world.
"Saeko, mobilize all remaining forces in the museum and, in coordination with the AIMS unit, immediately activate the 'weather weapon'."
"Erase that 'meteorite' from the world completely."
"Yes, my...master."
On the other end of the communication came Sonozaki Saeko's voice, filled with absolute respect and obedience.
A joint operation spanning multiple dimensions, encompassing land, sea, and air, and capable of altering the world's格局 (geju, a term referring to the overall situation or landscape), quietly unfolded under Su Chen's casual command.
Chapter 108: The Crossroads of Worlds, Following the Way of Heaven, Commanding All Things
The vanguard in Shibuya was as vulnerable as a data stream exposed to the scorching sun in front of Su Chen and Iz.
Every time he raised his hand, every time he issued a command, it carried an absolute authority that was almost like a "dimensional reduction attack".
Those ferocious alien insects didn't even get within a hundred meters of them before being silently broken down into the most primitive data code and quietly dissipated under a silent command.
This massive catastrophe, triggered by the forced merging of two worlds, spreads far faster than any physical cleanup.
Images of the disaster, transmitted through ubiquitous cameras and the lenses of courageous journalists, transformed into cold electronic signals, instantly shattering the tranquility of both worlds and spreading to every corner.
……
Decade World, Light Photography Studio.
The air was filled with the mixed smell of old photographic paper and chemicals.
The man who always wore a cynical smile—Tsukasa Kadoya—was idly fiddling with his black-and-white twin-lens reflex camera.
"Click."
The soft click of the shutter is the only melody in this old photo studio.
Suddenly, the old-fashioned television in the corner flickered, the screen distorting into countless static pixels.
Immediately afterwards, a completely different news channel from another world forcibly took over the screen.
"Breaking news! Breaking news!"
The host's voice was shrill and piercing with fear.
"This afternoon, a huge meteorite suddenly appeared in the sky above the Shibuya area, accompanied by strong spatial anomalies! A large number of unidentified green monsters have appeared in the area and are indiscriminately attacking citizens!"
The television screen shook violently, and in the footage, a brave reporter was risking his life to broadcast live from a street that had turned into a battlefield.
The next second, a green spike gleaming with a metallic sheen burst out from behind the reporter without warning.
The image froze for a moment.
In the suddenly contracting pupils of Tsukasa Kadoya, Natsumi Hikari, and Yusuke Onodera, the reporter's body began to convulse and mutate.
His flesh and blood were reconstructed by an inhuman force, eventually transforming into a hideous green monster just like the attacker!
"This is... a Worm?!"
Yusuke Onodera was the first to gasp in surprise. He stood up abruptly, his chair sliding backward with a screeching sound.
Memories of my past travels to the world of Kabuto flooded back instantly—a terrifying and chilling place that didn't belong to this world.
"It seems that new worlds are beginning to merge."
Tsukasa Kadoya put down his camera, his movements slow and solemn.
The carefree smile on his face, like a thin mist blown away by the cold wind, was gradually replaced by a cold solemnity.
He had heard far too many cries of despair from the world.
"interesting."
He said something in a low voice, but there was no smile in his eyes, only a cold, inquisitive desire.
"Let me see how this 'story' will unfold."
He stood up and walked straight to the backdrop of the photo studio that could connect all worlds.
He held the magenta Decade driver firmly in his hand.
……
Meanwhile, inside the "9 to 5" watch shop in the Zi-O World.
The air was filled with the fresh scent of engine oil and the ticking of time, peaceful and serene.
Tokiwa Sougo was bowing his head, carefully using tweezers to repair a delicate watch for a customer.
Gates, Tsukuyomi, and Wozniak enjoyed afternoon tea nearby, savoring this rare moment of peace.
The television in the store was also unexpectedly taken over by the disaster from another world.
The same news broadcasts, the same hell on earth.
"An alien insect?!"
The tweezers in Zhuang Wu's hand clattered onto the table. He looked up abruptly, his face filled with anxiety and disbelief.
"Aren't those alien invaders from Kabuto's era? Why are they appearing in our world?"
"It seems that a new 'Other Rider' has been born."
Gates, standing to the side, had already subconsciously tightened his grip on the Time Driver at his waist, his eyes instantly turning sharp as knives.
Every muscle in his body was ready for battle.
As the Demon King's most loyal retainer, Woz showed a completely different reaction.
With a dramatic "snap," he closed the book, "The Tale of the Descending Demon," in his hands.
He stood up and, in a solemn and impassioned tone, as if reciting an epic, loudly proclaimed:
"Celebrate!"
"When a new enemy arrives, the world order is thrown into chaos!"
"Our benevolent and virtuous Demon King, who has inherited the power of all the knights, will surely rise once again to bring a new future to the world!"
"Alright, alright, Woz."
Zhuang Wu reluctantly interrupted his celebration, his gaze fixed on the civilians fleeing in panic on the television screen.
That anxiety almost spilled out of his eyes.
"Let's go check out Shibuya!"
"We cannot allow any more innocent people to be harmed!"
"Yes!"
Wozniacked off his celebratory gesture and bowed respectfully.
"My Demon King!"
And so, the Kamen Riders from two different worlds, each shouldering the mission of saving the world, set off at the same time for the same goal.
Without prior arrangement, they all headed to Shibuya, the crossroads of the world that had become the center of a vortex of disaster.
None of them knew.
On that chaotic battlefield.
A true "god," who was above all of them, had already quietly descended with his personal secretary.
He quietly surveyed the scene, waiting for the pieces to enter.
The battlefield of Shibuya has been completely transformed into a scorched earth inferno.
The pungent gunpowder smoke mixed with ozone, penetrating the nasal cavity and burning the respiratory tract.
The shrill screams of twisted metal, the inhuman roars of the alien insects, and the muffled booms of explosions intertwined to form a symphony of destruction.
Su Chen and Iz stood quietly on the roof of a skyscraper.
All the chaos below could not shake him in the slightest.
His eyes, like those of a high-precision camera, calmly captured every detail of the battlefield.