I have to get lucky right away.

Chapter 216 Saigoni Hi Iron Duck!

"A fake...Kamen Rider?!"

"Kamen Riders are real!"

Why Kamen Rider?

All sorts of consciousness converged into a flow of willpower. Feng Xue felt the continuous flow of willpower, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. He also wanted to become Ultraman, but given the current state of willpower in Japan, it was impossible to find many people who believed in the light.

As for those dirty wishes, Feng Xue had other uses for them.

The naturalized troops, already within firing range, had been injected with more stimulants than normal. They didn't care about the Kamen Rider; they only knew how to unleash their bullets at the white figure.

brush!
Black shadows flickered, and bullets were deflected by the spirit teleportation technique. The bullets, which killed solely by kinetic energy, lost their ability to distinguish friend from foe after leaving the barrel. Almost instantly, a large number of the naturalized troops standing in the front line fell.

"Close combat!"

With the AI's judgment, the soldiers, whose intelligence was not much higher than that of gorillas, rushed forward like madmen.

Feng Xue was excited about this. With a thought, her belt suddenly glowed. Stimulated by Liu Yunxi's demonic power, the activation of the spirit-binding spell was much faster. Although it could not leave her body, at this moment, Feng Xue's finger was the seal!
Dot, dot, dot!
Just like the agile and graceful acupoint striking in martial arts films, Feng Xue, dressed entirely in moon white but outlined with murky black patterns, moved back and forth among the swarms of exoskeletons. Every time he pointed his finger, a person would freeze in place. After a few breaths, Feng Xue had already completed a circle, and around him, there were more than forty people who were frozen in place.

Their bodies were like wooden stakes, forming human walls that made it extremely difficult for the soldiers on the outside to break through.

The soldiers, injected with an overdose of drugs, didn't care whether they were teammates or not. In the frenzied surge, armored vehicles collapsed one after another. Only then did a colorless liquid, mixed with blood, flesh, and bone fragments, slowly seep out from the gaps in the full-body exoskeleton.

"What kind of move is this?" The Hexing people, who were gathering intelligence on the enemy, looked at each other in bewilderment before someone finally responded:

"Report: According to the data from the exoskeleton, the internal structure of the machine will withstand a mass of about twenty tons at the moment of impact. Our exoskeleton can barely withstand this force, but the pilot inside obviously cannot!"

"In other words, kinetic weapons are almost useless against this enemy. If you get close, you'll bear the weight of tens of tons once you make contact?" The third-level Hexionist's expression was somewhat grim. Even if this enemy didn't have any other skills, with just these two moves, only a combat specialist of the third level or above could fight against it.

"That should be the case for now. However, the pressure only lasts for a very short moment. Since no two exoskeletons are subjected to the pressure at the same time, we cannot determine whether the spell's duration is short or the opponent can only cast the spell on one target at a time."

Analysts kept reviewing the data transmitted from different exoskeletons, their dozen or so eyes practically knotted with work.

But the third-stage Hexing man remained unmoved and said directly:
"Deploy autonomous machine troops to cut off the naturalized troops' ability to distinguish friend from foe, use them as walls, and then provide fire support!"

"Understood!" Although he felt that fighting like this in front of the whole world would have serious consequences, considering the level of skill displayed by the enemy, the operator didn't waste any words and immediately completed the order.

Naturalized soldiers have no human rights; they are merely humanoid skeletons supporting exoskeletons. Since the skeletons are not strong enough at this point, it is only natural to replace them with stronger ones.

"Has the combat strategy changed? These mad dogs can change their combat strategy even when they're offline? It can't be based on presets, right? Oh, I see!"

Practicing her movements against the rabid enemies, Feng Xue keenly noticed a shift in the naturalized troops' operational logic. Their previous frenzied attacks had turned into encirclement. A thought flashed through her mind, and she immediately changed her fighting style. Within the gaps of her white-scaled armor, the black portion instantly expanded, transforming the black lines outlining the white armor into white lines outlining the black armor. The murky black shell reflected no light, seemingly devouring everything in its path. Even more chillingly, a thick, black liquid was constantly dripping from the surface of this armor.

"What is this thing?" As dusk gradually ended and darkness fell, Feng Xue's transformation was like that of an extremely evil creature shedding its disguise, exuding a terrifying aura that sent chills down one's spine.

Even knowing that this is a human fighting against aliens, viewers are unlikely to offer positive support.

But that's alright. The special thing about the power of will is that even negative emotions can be a source of strength.

In this neon-lit world already filled with tainted desires, this negative perception actually became the best harmonizing agent, preventing Feng Xue from being directly exposed to pure malice and pressure all at once.

A complex mix of positive and negative emotions led Feng Xue to unleash more and more dirty tricks.

The substance that looks like mud and water flows and spreads on the ground, like a swamp or a mud pit. Even exoskeletons that have lost their minds begin to lose their ability to move after contact with it.

The autonomous mechanized forces arrived just in time, unleashing a barrage of rockets of various types.

Upon seeing this, a chilling smile appeared on Feng Xue's face beneath her mask, and a frenzied command that sent shockwaves through Liu Yunxi and Mo Ying was unleashed.

The Spirit Teleportation Technique is activated, but compared to kinetic projectiles, it takes much longer to move large targets such as missiles and rocket launchers. Since it cannot be completed instantly, it means that most of the firepower will still fall.

The deafening explosions echoed one after another, and the muddy liquid churned like fish thrown into a pond with detonators.

The viscous liquid was blasted into the sky along with the building's wreckage, but a light drizzle extinguished the fireworks and dust at this inopportune moment.

The rain was fleeting, and anyone with common sense could understand the strangeness of its arrival.

But at this moment, no one had time to think about these things, because amidst the extinguished flames and smoke, the man was laughing wildly!

"Hahahaha! The power of the Moon Goddess is just perfect! Immortality, super-fast regeneration, Saigoni Hi Iron Duck!"

The man standing on the streets razed by artillery fire, standing in the filthy mud, his body covered in charred scars and wounds, shrapnel lodged in his muscles and armor, was laughing wildly.

The charred skin shed its blackened outer shell, revealing smooth new skin; the damaged limbs grew and healed rapidly; blood returned to the body before it could even drip out; even the black armor was being rapidly reconstructed.

"The combination of healing abilities and immortality is simply amazing! I love this feeling!"

As for Feng Xue's thoughts, Liu Yunxi could only sigh—

"Yes, you like it. You almost scared me to death! And it hurts a lot!"

(End of this chapter)