DC: I, Kamen Rider, am not a sorcerer

Chapter 114 Is this fate? (Please subscribe and vote)

Seeing the witch child's clone caught off guard and completely suppressed by Billy's transformation skill, Isaac subconsciously exchanged a glance with Zatana, but neither of them saw a trace of relief on their faces.

Having fought against the Chaos Lord, Witch Child, and having gained some understanding of his strength, Isaac and Zatana knew that although Billy's attack could temporarily suppress Witch Child's clone, it was difficult to cause him any substantial damage.

Meanwhile, after successfully breaking free from the magic of the witch child's clone, Wally, Jackson, and the others launched another attack on the magic circle. However, due to the disturbance of divine lightning, the magic could not take shape, so they could only use the most traditional physical attack methods.

"Little Zha, take this opportunity and quickly summon that thing!"

After hesitating for a moment, Isaac finally made up his mind, turned to Zatana who had somehow come to his side, and spoke.

"Come quickly and get your helmet!"

Hearing Isaac's words, Zatana was still somewhat hesitant, but under Isaac's determined gaze, she finally gritted her teeth and cast a swap spell on the stone at her feet.

Soon, an important item entrusted to her by Mr. Nelson, a friend of her father and hidden in Zatana's house, was summoned and held in her hand. It was a helmet made of pure gold, without the slightest impurity.

"Enough, you bunch!"

After being blasted away by Billy's divine lightning, the witch was now completely enraged. With a roar, the scattered magic around him reformed under his will.

Billy, who had returned from the adult world by canceling his transformation, had his voice instantly sealed by the witch child. Wally and the others who were attacking the magic circle were blasted away by the sudden burst of magical shockwave and then bound by magical chains formed by binding magic.

"Oh, Naboo's helmet, little guy, are you sure you really want to use this thing against me? When you put on this helmet, your body will no longer belong to you. Besides, Naboo can't kill me. Is it really worth trading your life for a temporary reprieve?"

The witch child's clone originally intended to attack Isaac and Zatana, but upon seeing the helmet in Zatana's hand, he stopped and changed his tone, as if he were an elder advising a junior.

As the Chaos Lord representing chaos, the Witch Child naturally knew what the helmet in Zatana's hand represented. It was the opposite of him, representing the god of order—Naboo's possession. When someone wore the helmet, they would become Naboo's host.

"There's no question of whether it's worth it or not. All I know is that this is the only way to deal with you right now, and that's enough!"

Before Zatana could react to the witch boy's words, Isaac, who was standing beside her, suddenly reached out and snatched the helmet of the god of order, Naboo, and calmly stared at the witch boy standing opposite her.

Without waiting for Zatana and the witch child to react, Isaac simply put the Helmet of Destiny on his head. Although Isaac was wearing the Qi Armor at this time, the Helmet of Destiny seemed to encounter no resistance and directly covered the original head armor.

Endless golden light emanated from Isaac, like a second sun rising, dispelling the thick, dark clouds that had completely obscured the sky.

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Just after Isaac put on the Helmet of Destiny, he felt a sudden blur before his eyes. When he could see his surroundings clearly again, he found himself in a familiar yet strange environment. "This is your inner world, Isaac."

Just as Isaac began to wonder where he was, a familiar and gentle voice entered his ears, answering his question in advance.

"Master Zhen Zidan? And Master Yuan Biao and Master Yang Zhiqiong, weren't you already..."

Isaac quickly turned his head toward the direction from which the sound came, and what came into Isaac's view were three figures that should have already merged with him—the Golden Triangle of Fist Saints of the Beast Fist, his three masters.

Just as Isaac was excitedly about to greet his three masters, Nab suddenly made a dazzling appearance, wearing a helmet of destiny, a blue bodysuit, gold gloves and gold boots, a huge gold belt ornament around his waist, and a gold cloak.

Unlike those messy mythical gods, Nabu, as a competent god, only appears to fulfill his duties and maintain the normal operation and order of the world.

As is his usual practice before possession, he would meet the wearer in the form of Doctor Fate within their mind, and while signing the contract, he would also set the wearer's free time.

"I am Nabu, the God of Order. My wielder, now, let's sign... Holy crap, why are there so many people in your inner world?!"

But as he greeted Isaac, he also noticed the three Fist Saints standing next to Isaac, and couldn't help but be surprised, wondering if the person wearing the badge was a schizophrenic.

"Hmm... no, they aren't you. And I sense something from you; you seem to be very resistant to me?"

After looking the three Fist Saints up and down, Nabu quickly dismissed his previous assumptions. He did not sense any deep connection between the three Fist Saints and Isaac. In addition, he also noticed Isaac's attitude towards him.

"Yes, those three are my masters, and they have merged with me through some means. As for why they resist you, isn't it obvious? After all, no one wants their future to be like a puppet on strings, manipulated by others at will."

Faced with Naboo's question, Isaac did not hide anything and answered casually.

"If that's the case, then why did you choose to wear this helmet?"

Nab became slightly interested in Isaac's attitude and couldn't help but ask more questions.

"Because I want to protect my companions, I have no choice but to wear this helmet."

As if he already knew what Naboo was going to ask, or perhaps Isaac had this idea from the beginning, so when faced with Naboo's question, he gave his answer without hesitation.

(End of this chapter)