Guyver Armor: KAP-2

"Come on! Kemp, don't underestimate us, these mutated experimental subjects!"

Kamino Tsubasa saw right through Upton's obsession—this guy was still a stubborn brat whose mind was full of fighting for the value and honor of the "damaged species test subjects," and he couldn't listen to any reason.

"Since you won't listen to reason, let's give you a beating first."

Without hesitation, Tsubasa Kamino made a decision that brought him joy and peace of mind.

Facing Upton's renewed attack, the dark yellow figure swiftly stepped forward, unleashing a barrage of close-quarters combat suppression.

The high-frequency swords wielded by his arms produced a dense barrage of sword shadows, occasionally accompanied by sharp kicks and iron fists.

The armored foot whistled through the air as it kicked up Upton's joints and torso, forcing Upton to desperately parry with no chance of retaliating.

Kamino Tsubasa deliberately controlled the intensity of his attacks, not going for the kill right away, but slowly wearing down Upton's physical strength and will with continuous suppressive attacks.

The dark brown, mimicking "high-frequency sword" was repeatedly severed during the intense collisions.

Upton gritted his teeth and repeatedly activated his re-mimicry, his rubbery biological cells writhing and deforming wildly, but he could never keep up with the rhythm of Kamino Tsubasa's attacks.

Under Tsubasa Kanno's relentless attacks—no, the sea—the fierce battle raged on the highway for a long time.

As Upton's breathing grew heavier and his movements became increasingly sluggish, the mimicry tissue on his body began to undulate and fluctuate, barely able to maintain its Kep-like appearance.

Clearly, his physical strength was running out, and he couldn't hold on any longer.

"Drink!" Kanna seized the opening, slamming her knee into Upton's abdomen, followed by a powerful kick.

Upton's body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto the asphalt road.

He struggled to get up again, but his body wouldn't obey him. He managed to roll over and lay down on the side of the road.

Tsubasa Kamino slowly stepped forward, raising his azure high-frequency sword and stopping it above Upton's forehead. The blade was inches away, but it didn't fall any further.

"Why... instead of killing them, just kill me directly..."

Upton gasped for breath: "What...what is your purpose?"

"So, what's your purpose? I saw how isolated you were." Kamino Tsubasa sheathed his drawn sword. "You mutated test subjects, you didn't volunteer for the creation of the beast soldiers, did you?"

These words, like the sharpest needle, pierced Upton's defenses.

He paused, then smiled wryly, "So what? Looking like this monster now... can we ever go back to a normal life?"

"If we're talking about monsters, aren't I a monster in people's eyes right now, just like that?"

As he spoke, Tsubasa Kamino took two steps back, allowing Upton to clearly see the inhuman form of the armor.

"You need to think about this first," Tsubasa Kamino crouched down to be at Upton's eye level. "Who exactly is your enemy? And who should be your ally?"

"Go back and think about this carefully, Upton."

He paused for a moment, then finally unleashed his trump card against Upton: "If you can figure this out, next time we meet, let's be our 'partners'."

"Partner... Hah." Upton lay on his back on the shattered pavement, gazing at the night sky, and let out a self-deprecating chuckle.

He watched the departing figure of the dark yellow-clad Kep, his eyes filled with confusion and a hint of underlying wavering.

"Yes, the heat is just right."

The seeds of rebellion had been sown, and Tsubasa Kanno left with a satisfied smile, awaiting the day of harvest.

While Cape 2 was relentlessly attacking the pitiful and helpless Upton, Cape 3 caught up with Som and his group, who were fleeing in panic, in a chaotic industrial area.

Som maintained his chameleon-like beast form, his skin showing faint dark gray markings that blended with the surrounding environment.

Seeing that Kemp 3 was hot on his heels, Som quickly growled at the few beastmen behind him, "Hold him off! If you don't want to die, give me a chance to use 'that'!"

Immediately, his thick hind leg muscles tensed up, and he leaped high into the air with a burst of strength.

Upon hearing this, Goby Ruba and Broiz below perked up and immediately turned around, brandishing their claws as they charged toward the black-clad Kep, attempting to use their bodies to obstruct Kep's vision.

Behind them, two Vimoas quickly opened the laser emitters on their shoulders, and their lenses began to charge rapidly.

Using the cover, Som skillfully maneuvered along the wall, constantly adjusting and changing his posture in mid-air.

Suddenly, he seized the opportunity when KEP-3 was dodging several laser beams and opened his mouth to spray out two globs of sticky green slime.

That was Som's special ability: "Biofusion Mucus".

Once this special mucus hits its target, it quickly and forcibly fuses with the opponent's body tissue, like a biological shackle that deprives them of their freedom of movement, making it a nemesis of melee fighters.

Caught off guard, Kepp 3, who had just torn off one of Blouez's arms and was concentrating on dodging the lasers, was precisely hit by one of the clumps of slime.

The moment it came into contact with the armor, the dark green biomass mucus seeped through the gaps in the armor and quickly solidified, completely fusing the chest armor of Makijima Jawman with the tissue of his two arms into one.

"Success! Hahaha, I never expected it was Som who did such a great job!"

Som's maniacal laughter carried on the wind: "Can't move now, can you? You've been hit by my 'Biofusion Binding Mucus,' your arm and body are now one entity."

"Just surrender, Cape!"

A heavy feeling of restraint came over me; KEP-3's arms were firmly locked to its chest, and every movement was accompanied by excruciating pain as its flesh and tissues were forcibly pulled.

"He's just a mere beastman soldier, yet he dares... dares to ask me to surrender?"

The arrogant and conceited Makijima Agito was already annoyed by his carelessness in falling into the trap, and now he was completely enraged by this smug voice urging him to surrender.

In his frenzied rage, he stopped trying to activate other weapons and instead used the superhuman strength granted by the Bio-Armor to forcefully tear his arms apart to the sides!

"Aaaaaah—!!"

Intense pain shot through the nerves to the brain, and with a tooth-grinding tearing sound, the part where the hand armor was fused with the muscle was forcibly ripped apart!

Green slime mixed with bright red blood splattered everywhere as the arms of the KEP-3 finally broke free from their restraints.

The armor surface and arm muscles were left with huge, gruesome wounds from the violent tearing, a shocking sight to behold.

"You...you freak!" Som screamed in terror at the sight.

He had never seen such a ruthless opponent, one who would endure such excruciating pain to mutilate his own body in order to retaliate. The black-clad Kep before him had become a terrifying demon in his eyes.

Before he could recover from his shock, Makijima Jagito had already transformed into a black shadow and rushed in front of him.

KAP3's hands gripped his head tightly like iron clamps.

"Spare me...spare me!"