LRAB Page 89
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A purple scorpion armor, brimming with a sharp, technological feel and biomimetic aesthetics, perfectly covered Saeko Sonozaki's entire body.
Kamen Rider Metsubou, reign supreme!
The two enormous fire tornadoes, powerful enough to melt steel and incinerate everything, struck Kamen Rider Metsubou's gleaming purple armor.
A strange scene happened.
The flames seemed to have encountered their natural enemy, or as if they had crashed into an invisible, absolutely insurmountable barrier.
They roared madly and burned in vain, yet they could not harm the armor of the Extinction Demon in the slightest, nor could they break through that thin energy field.
In the end, it could only linger helplessly around her, dissipate, turn into sparks, and extinguish in the cold air.
"what?!"
The ferocity and smugness on the fanatic's face froze instantly, replaced by uncontrollable horror and disbelief.
Her burning passion, which she was so proud of, had actually... failed?
"It's too hot, it's unpleasant."
Kamen Rider Metsu's voice, transmitted through the mask, was even colder and more devoid of any human emotion than Saeko Sonozaki's voice before, like the most sophisticated killing machine.
She didn't even notice the lingering embers around her.
The purple figure, turning into a blurry afterimage, passed directly through that high-temperature area.
Her speed was so fast it was almost instantaneous.
Before the fanatical dopant's terrified gaze could fully focus, Kamen Rider Metsubou had already closed in on her.
What followed could no longer be described as a closely contested battle.
It was a one-sided, violently aesthetic, precise and efficient "execution".
Faced with Kamen Rider Metsubou's fierce attacks, which were like a storm yet carried a strange rhythm, they were overwhelmed.
The high-temperature flames that the fanatic dopant was so proud of could not even condense at close range, or rather, she had lost the courage and opportunity to unleash her flame abilities.
She could only rely on her hybrid instincts, waving her deformed arms, which were not good at close combat, and desperately tried to defend herself.
Every time she blocked, it seemed so clumsy and futile.
Kamen Rider Metsubou, on the other hand, perfectly combines her sharp, venomous sting attacks, which incorporate the characteristics of a scorpion, with her elegant yet deadly close-quarters combat skills, honed through countless trials.
Every movement she made was full of power and rhythm, like a waltz of death.
Every punch, every kick, every scorpion tail strike was precise, landing precisely on the weakest point in the fanatic dopant's defenses, or the spot that would cause her the most pain.
For a moment, dull thuds, the sound of bones dislocating, and the suppressed groans of pain from the fanatical individual mingled together in the hall.
Retreat steadily.
The fanatical hybrid was powerless against Kamen Rider Metsubou's onslaught, like a small boat in a stormy sea, in danger of capsizing at any moment.
She was no match for him at all.
From the very beginning, this was not an equal contest.
Kamen Rider Metsubou's power completely shattered the last vestiges of the fanatic dopant's luck.
She had never imagined that her T2-level "Frenzy" power, capable of melting gold and iron, would appear so pale and powerless in front of such a slender knight, who resembled a night assassin.
The opponent's fighting skills were not merely superior.
That is a skill honed through countless trials, born solely for killing.
Every strike was precise and ruthless, aimed directly at the vital points.
Especially the scorpion tail that shimmered with an ominous purple light, like the venomous sting of death, each seemingly casual brush against it brought a piercing pain.
A chilling, numbing sensation was spreading through her body along with the toxins, eroding her nerves and robbing her of control over her body.
Sweat mixed with a strange liquid seeping from her wounds, soaking her combat uniform.
"Damn it... what kind of monster are you?!"
The fanatical hybrid's voice was hoarse, filled with undisguised terror, and his body retreated uncontrollably.
The ground beneath her feet was left with irregular scorch marks from her stumble.
"The one who took your life."
Kamen Rider Metsu's voice was completely calm, as cold as ancient ice.
Her compound eyes were fixed on a tiny flaw revealed by the fanatical admixture in its panic.
It's now!
Kamen Rider Metsu's figure suddenly blurred, turning into a swift afterimage.
The air was torn apart, producing a sharp whistling sound.
A swift and powerful side kick, carrying immense force, struck the fanatical man squarely in the side of his waist.
"Crack!"
The dull thud of bones breaking was clearly audible.
The fanatical hybrid let out a shrill cry and flew out like a kite with a broken string.
Her body slammed heavily against a thick load-bearing column, and the solid concrete surface cracked instantly like a spider web.
The impact made her vision go black, she felt a sweet taste in her throat, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.
Before the fanatical hybrid could even struggle to its feet from the excruciating pain, Kamen Rider Metsubou had already leaped high into the air like a cheetah.
Her slender figure stretched out in mid-air, the scorpion tail behind her reflecting a dark and deadly purple light.
The decisive blow is already poised to strike.
She wanted to end this battle, which had no suspense, in the most ruthless way possible.
However, just as that deadly purple light was about to fall...
"boom!"
A deafening explosion, like a thunderclap, erupted outside the building!
"Shh!"
Immediately following was another sharp, piercing sound, as if something was cutting through the air at high speed.
Two distinct sounds, almost simultaneously, pierced through the building's exterior walls from the left and right sides!
Crash-!
The huge floor-to-ceiling window shattered with a crash, and countless shards of glass scattered like hailstones.
Two agile figures, accompanied by a strong wind, rushed into the smoke-filled battlefield with lightning speed that was difficult for the naked eye to detect.
Their landing points were incredibly precise.
It landed perfectly between Kamen Rider Metsubou's raised scorpion tail and the fallen fanatic hybrid.
The offensive was forced to a halt.
"Phew... Phew... It seems we've finally made it, Reika."
One of them spoke, his voice booming like a bell, with a hint of panting, but mostly with a sense of relief.
He is a giant.
His physique was as imposing as an iron tower, his bulging muscles exuding explosive power; simply standing there, he radiated a suffocating sense of oppression.
He casually moved his neck, and his joints immediately made a "crackling" sound, like bones bursting.
【Metal!】
Amidst a deep announcement, a silvery-white light enveloped him.
As the light faded, a "metallic dopant" that shone with a metallic luster and exuded a sense of weight and hardness stood before everyone.
"Honestly, can't you just give us a little peace of mind? How can you get into such a miserable and difficult fight against someone of this caliber?"
Another voice rang out, tinged with a hint of mockery and nonchalance.
He was a tall, slender man, a stark contrast to the ruggedness of the metallic dopant.
His demeanor was somewhat effeminate, yet his eyes gleamed with cunning.
In his hand, he was leisurely toying with a memory object that emitted an eerie purple light.
【Luna!】
As the memory was activated, a purple energy flow enveloped his body.
. . . 0
He transformed into a "Lunar Hybrid," his body exhibiting a strangely supple texture, like boneless rubber, capable of stretching and twisting at will.
They are the core fighting force of the "NEVER" mercenary group.
She is also a fanatical and mixed-race companion, someone you can entrust your back to.
"Tch... Who asked you to meddle in other people's business!"
With the help of the metal dopant, Li Xiang shakily got up from the ground, blood still trickling from the corner of her mouth, but her tone was still full of resentment and stubbornness.
She glared fiercely at her two companions who had suddenly appeared.
"Stop talking nonsense, Lixiang."
The metal dopant interrupted her in a deep, authoritative voice.
"Now is not the time to worry about these things."
His gaze shifted to Kamen Rider Metsu not far away, his expression grave.
"Let's join forces, concentrate our strength, and take care of this troublesome guy first!"
His voice, like the scraping of metal, was filled with a chilling, murderous aura.
Before the words were even finished, the tacit understanding between the three of them was already evident.
There is absolutely no need for excessive verbal communication.
They moved at almost the same time!