Yes, I did all of this!

Upon hearing this, not only Spider Demon but also the others looked puzzled, while Spider Demon was furious. He couldn't believe that his subordinate dared to speak to him like that.

But soon he discovered a problem—he didn't recognize the guy in front of him; the person holding the driver wasn't one of his subordinates.

As I pondered, the figure emerged from the shadows: its body was entirely black except for a few red lines, it wore a trench coat with a scale-like texture, and its entire body, including its face, was covered with decorative horny armor. On its face, which resembled a human but was by no means human, red tear tracks ran down its cheeks, and a mocking smile appeared on its face.

"Who the hell are you?!"

The meticulously arranged factory was so secure that even a fly couldn't get in, yet this strange entity suddenly appeared before the Spider Demon, filling him with a sense of humiliation and anger.

The outsider didn't speak, and Spider Demon wouldn't know either. Although they were both monsters, the other party was the "masterpiece" of an evil organization from another world. Even if it was interrupted before it was finished, it was definitely not comparable to a monster who was just a henchman.

The outsider, Duanmu Mo, raised his hand, looking thoughtfully at the driver in his hand, with an eager expression in his eyes.

Realizing this, the Spider Demon became anxious and the idea of ​​stealing the driver directly came to mind.

With arms as thick as an average person's thigh, his fists clenched tightly. Spider Demon looked at the newcomer with apprehension: "Give me this because you're a monster, and I'll let you leave."

"I don't care about your promises; in the end, you're just a nobody."

Duanmu Mo, in his monstrous form, raised the driver and, under the glaring, furious look of the Spider Demon, pressed it against his waist.

"Let me try it myself and see if this driver can really amplify power."

As Duanmu Mo spoke, he flipped his hand, and a black card appeared out of thin air in front of everyone.

Strangely, Spider Demon sensed a familiar aura from it... No doubt, this card contains the energy of a monster. What's going on?

...Wait, this guy clearly has the driver on his waist, so why isn't there a clear change in his aura? Could it be that he can't use the driver?

Spider Demon only realized this situation at this moment, but it was too late. Duanmu Mo swept the card across the driver on his waist. At the same time, the driver seemed to be activated, and a thick black aura emanated from Duanmu Mo's body, completely engulfing him!

Ps:

New book release, time to properly organize the outline.

Chapter Two: The Kamen Rider Matters Don't Need to Be So Clear

......

Three years ago, Duanmu Mo still remembered his situation at that time.

He was immersed in a container similar to a culture chamber, his body connected to tubes of various sizes.

Although the brain is in a state of utter chaos, it is also remarkably sensitive to changes in its surroundings.

Duanmu Mo could see some people with heads that didn't look human, wearing white coats and holding some documents, standing in front of him.

"After using so many resources, only this one project survived."

"After all, we selected the best candidates from different time and space based on our ability to imitate [Decade]. The modification is complete, and all that's left is to wait for the brainwashing to finish."

"However, judging from the current data, this prototype wasn't very powerful at the beginning?"

"It's alright, we have plenty of time. We can nurture it slowly. Before long, this test subject will help us [Shocker] become the shadow (Night) that looms over the entire world, the evil (devil) of all knights! Hehehe..."

"So that's how it is. This is the [Nevil] project. I can't wait any longer!"

boom--

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a one-eyed monster wearing a cape suddenly crashed through the wall and landed awkwardly in the center of the laboratory, startling the strange doctors.

From the hole smashed by the monster, a crimson figure calmly leaned against the edge of the hole.

"The demon of all knights? How dare you say that?"

The magenta figure brushed the dust off his hands and walked into the laboratory—and behind him, several other figures followed, making a total of ten, including himself.

"Let's take care of this here while we're at it."

The figure of the magenta swept across the culture chamber, and in its emerald green eyes, Duanmu Mo saw his own reflection—completely black, no longer resembling a human.

"Damn Kamen Rider!"

The monstrous roarers that had been thrown in earlier had tentacles that stretched out from behind them and shot towards the figures, but they were all blocked.

—Then, a battle was about to break out.

They started fighting in the lab, then fought from the ground up to the sky, smashing a crack in the lab's ceiling.

Finally, as the monster crashed back into the laboratory from the sky, the knights in the air inexplicably accelerated their fall, all ten of them simultaneously kicking the monster.

Amidst the monster's screams, his body exploded, engulfing everything in a violent burst of flames, including the cultivation chamber where Duanmu Mo was located.

The strange men in white coats were also caught in the blast and blown away, their documents flailing wildly.

Just before the culture chamber shattered, Duanmu Mo saw the text in the document.

"Nevil Transformation Project"

......

Back to the present, everyone lowered their arms and looked at the figure after the black mist dissipated.

A jet-black cloak billowed in the wind, red eyes gleamed from the faint black mist, and the entire body was covered in thick metal armor, even the face was completely concealed.

Tear marks, resembling those of a monster, also appeared on the helmet. Two faintly glowing tear-like lines flowed from the red eyes and down the cheeks. On the face, the eye area extended to the sides, with a sharp, hard texture like pointed horns, adding a touch of malevolence and making it clear at a glance that this guy was definitely not a kind person.

If his previous freakish appearance still allowed one to barely discern changes in his expression, this time, all that could be seen in his mask was an unsettling calmness.

As the driver was activated, it seemed to change its appearance—where the driver should have been before the transformation, a black obsidian-textured device was placed, with its sides forming belts that fastened around the waist of the armor. The device had handles on both sides for easy pressing inwards and pulling outwards, and in the center of the belt was a transparent lens displaying the inside of the device, showing the card that Duanmu Mo had just taken out.

The blackness on the card seemed to come alive within the device, swirling and turning into a vortex. Red lines flowed from the black driver, seemingly indicating that the card was providing it with energy.

Touching the driver at his waist, Duanmu Mo instantly understood how to use it. Feeling the device through his gloves, a strange thought flashed through his mind:

"This is a quality that you absolutely cannot buy from Bandai."

Just as Duanmu Mo was feeling his own power increase, the spider demon before him was finally taken aback:

"Impossible! Who are you?!"

He could no longer understand why the driver was used this way, or why it had turned out this way. Wasn't the driver's function just to amplify power?

Meanwhile, Twilight found it even more unbelievable. As far as she knew, the driver could function as long as it was worn on the wrist, although it could also be worn on the waist, but... why did it have to be this weirdo who placed the card on it for it to transform?

In this world without the tokusatsu series Kamen Rider, if Duanmu Mo could read their minds, he would probably reply, "There's no need to get too hung up on Kamen Rider." But now, he changed his posture, turning to look at the Spider Demon in front of him:

"Just a Kamen Rider passing by—do you think I'd say that? Kamen Rider Nevil, just call me that."

The feeling of humiliation surged up again, and the spider demon clenched its jaws tightly, its fangs angrily secreting venom as it glared fiercely at Duanmu Mo.

"No matter who you are, even if I kill you, the driver will still be mine!"

"Give it a try if you can do it."

Duanmu Mo beckoned with his finger, signaling the Spider Demon to attack.

"Charge them!"

Instead of doing what Duanmu Mo wanted, the Spider Demon sent its fighters to charge towards Duanmu Mo.

Duanmu Mo tilted his head, did not flinch, and engaged the combatants in battle.

Before being transformed, Duanmu Mo was just an ordinary person. However, during the brainwashing process, in addition to his loyalty to the Shocker organization, countless battle memories also flowed into his head. In the end, the most important brainwashing for Shocker was interrupted by the knights, leaving only the battle memories.

Sidestepping and lunging punches are the most effective ways to deal with these swarms of enemies.

Therefore, even with a large number of combatants, Duanmu Mo still strolled forward leisurely, gradually getting closer to the Spider Demon.

"hateful!"

With a curse, Spider Demon threw a punch at Duanmu Mo. The thick fist, carrying a violent gust of wind, rushed towards Duanmu Mo's face, but Duanmu Mo only slightly turned his head, and the fist grazed past his helmet.

whoosh-

The next moment, a jab came from below, hitting Spider Demon's chin squarely, and Duanmu Mo's fist shattered his jaw.

very dangerous!

Pain shot through its chin, and the strange creature's instincts alerted the Spider Demon at that moment. It took two steps back, no longer daring to approach Duanmu Mo. Spider webs shot out from its spider legs, lifting itself to the factory ceiling just as Duanmu Mo threw his next punch.

What followed was the spider web shot out from a tricky angle by the Spider Demon, attempting to bind Duanmu Mo.

At the same time, more combatants rushed over, fearlessly delaying Duanmu Mo's actions.

Duanmu Mo glanced around slightly, then immediately grabbed two combatants, using them to block the spider webs while creating distance between himself and the other combatants. He rolled to the side and knelt on one knee.

"This is a little troublesome, but let's leave it at that."

The red eyes lit up, and Duanmu Mo stood up, turned his hands and gripped the handles on both sides of the driver, pressing them inward. The transparent lens in the center of the driver was immediately blocked by the two merged parts on the outside.

Then he flipped his wrist, and another card appeared in Duanmu Mo's hand.

The card no longer features an unfathomable black background, but rather a gray-white background with a gun printed in the center.

Dodging the spider silk shot by the spider demon, he flipped the card over to reveal the intricate dark gold patterns on its back, inserted the card from above the driver, and then pulled the handle outwards.

The lens in the center of the belt opened, revealing a gun design against a white background with dark gold patterns.

Ripples of black energy spread from the driver, and with a crisp metallic clang, a pistol materialized in Duanmu Mo's hand.

Chapter 3: Kamen Rider Neville

"What is this...?"

Seeing Duanmu Mo's actions, the magical girl Bo Mu was extremely surprised. She was not a particularly outstanding magical girl, but thanks to her ability to fly at high speed, she was able to transport important items between magical girls more safely, so she had a basic understanding of this driver.

That's how she learned that a normal driver definitely doesn't have this function; it's simply unbelievable that inserting a card into it could conjure up a pistol.

Since the special feature is not the driver, the strange ability must come from this weirdo who calls himself Kamen Rider Neville.

Who exactly is this strange person who appeared out of nowhere?

......

Duanmu Mo flicked his wrist, and the pistol, which had a more distinctive style compared to normal firearms, spun a few times in his hand before suddenly pulling the trigger towards the Spider Demon on the ceiling.

bang bang bang-

Several gunshots rang out, and bullets struck the spider demon's hard-shelled body. A transparent liquid, unlike blood, splattered from inside, and the spider demon screamed in pain, frantically using all its energy to dodge, leaving it with no strength left to shoot out its web.

Looking at the spider silk swaying on the ceiling, Duanmu Mo slightly raised the muzzle of his gun, the suppressed gunfire paused for a moment, and then he pulled the trigger again.

boom!