Guyver Armor: KAP-2

Chapter 207 Invitation, A Continued Ancient Dream

"Since Pruda has so 'sincerely' invited us to join the game, humph, then we'll do as he wishes!"

"Kano, you mean to say—"

Murakami Masaki abruptly looked up, his fingers instinctively stopping their typing. In an instant, he understood Kamino Tsubasa's intention from his tone and expression: "A decapitation strike?!"

"That's right, it's a decapitation strike."

Tsubasa Kamino slowly turned around, his expression suddenly turning serious, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes. His tone was firm and powerful: "For now, we'll avoid their sharp edge, consolidate our defenses, and accumulate strength. Once the mass production of the Watcher II is complete, we'll immediately launch the decapitation strike—"

Head straight for Pruda's stronghold, storm the "Cloud Gate Building!"

He paused briefly, his gaze sweeping over Upton and Murakami Masaki beside him, his tone becoming more certain: "Once we get rid of Pruda, the leaderless Kronos Japan branch will be thrown into chaos. At that time, their lies and propaganda that distort the truth will naturally crumble on their own."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tsubasa Kamino slowly put his hands behind his back, turned his gaze to the distant horizon outside the communications room, his expression gradually darkened, and his thoughts drifted away.

"At that time, in addition to Pruda, we must also be wary of the actions of the three traitors from Knoss."

At this moment, deep beneath the mysterious island of Sira, a slender figure is being swept away by intense pain.

Ancient memories, as vivid as if they were real experiences, continue to surge and play out wildly deep within Amys Nirabis's consciousness.

She gradually came to see the original truth of this world: all life forms on Earth, from the moment of their birth, had been deeply implanted with the genetic shackles of their creator, the "Descendant," who was to absolutely obey them.

"Akafiel, you are our masterpiece and the fruit of our labor."

You have been granted the same right of domination as us to all life forms that have undergone beast-like transformation!

Completely naked, Akafiel lowered his head and knelt on one knee before a tall, strange figure clad in living bio-armor.

That was his creator, one of the visitors from the universe.

"This is because you are the highest-ranking construct specially created to command them—a sublime beast god general!"

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"Come on, show them your true colors!"

Akafil responded, his body blazing with light, instantly transforming into the divine form of the Primordial Beast God, hovering high in the sky.

Along with the high-hanging Descendant spaceship, it indifferently looked down upon the bewildered, undeveloped beastmen and primitive humans on the earth.

Seeing the intense energy emanating from Akafil's body, the descendant nodded in satisfaction: "Very good. Rule this land as you see fit, Akafil, and lead these lowly soldiers to fight for us!"

"As you command, my master."

Akafiel responded in a deep voice, without the slightest hesitation.

The Descendant continued to proclaim in a strange and low language, but through the connection of thought waves, Akafil understood His intention without any hindrance: "Akafil, next, we will also create eleven more Beast Gods like you."

Then, through these twelve "Akafiers," billions of beast soldiers were led, forming a massive legion that was deployed to the front lines of various star systems.

Having witnessed everything, Amy murmured to herself, "So that's how it is—this is the origin and true mission of the Beast God General."

When faced with the one who created him, Lord Akafiel's heart was filled with such pure loyalty and trust.

However, the true purpose of the arrival of the beings was—”

Because they were certain of Akafil's absolute obedience, the visitors exchanged thoughts with each other without any attempt to conceal it from him.

"Very good. In that case, the experiments on this planet are basically complete. We can now proceed to the next experimental site."

"Hmm, this time, they've really created a 'product' with good potential. I'm sure it will receive an award from the Central Review Committee."

"Wait, everyone—I have another experiment I'd like to try."

Don't you want to give it a try?

If humans, created as materials for biological weapons, were equipped with our bio-engineered armor, what kind of performance would they exhibit?

Thus, driven by a sudden burst of curiosity, the first-ever armored user, the Guyver Armored 0, was born.

The results of this experiment instilled deep fear in the arrivals.

The uncontrollable, primal free spirit deep within the human soul far exceeded their expectations.

Once out of control, the KAP-0 unleashed its immense power, rampaging through the beast-like soldiers and even launching direct attacks on the Adventists' starships.

When Akafir, wielding Unit-Limba, personally suppressed it, he was not rewarded, but instead received the cold, merciless pronouncement of the Descendant: "Humanity is an out-of-control biological weapon. The project is terminated. Deemed a—defective product (Kap)!"

Thus, the decision to destroy the world was quickly finalized by the Central Council, which had learned of the experiment.

They never expected that, faced with abandonment and destruction, Akafiel, whom they thought would forever "absolutely obey" them, would once again give them all an unexpected "surprise".

"Master—why?!"

Akafel charged toward the sacred light, letting out a most desperate roar: "If you're going to abandon us, why create me in the first place? What is the meaning of my existence?!"

His response was a bolt of lightning that pierced through his body, the excruciating pain tearing apart the Beast God's golden body and knocking him down from the clouds.

He could only collapse to the ground, watching helplessly as the Descendant fleet tore through space, slowly and resolutely departing, leaving behind only a small asteroid powerful enough to destroy a planet, crashing down towards Earth.

"I, Akafil—will not die until I see the Descendants again!!"

In order to survive, Akafir dragged his broken body and expanded the golden protective shield to its limit, colliding with the world-destroying meteorite!

"boom!!!"

The asteroid shattered into countless fragments, and Akafil's body had reached its limit.

Just as he was about to fall into a long slumber, a familiar thought wave suddenly echoed in his mind: "Akafil, you actually managed to destroy our planet-destroying weapon single-handedly. You truly are my most prized creation—"

"But please remember, this planet only has a mere 20,000 years left!"

"Master—Master?"

"Then I'll give you one last chance. Accept this blueprint, which was originally intended for conquering star systems!"