Tokusatsu: Me, the Police God in the Kamen Rider World

Philip nodded, his gaze still fixed on the water gate's actuator:

"It's different; it amplifies the power of other memories on top of the original form, and it's particularly ingenious."

Akiko's eyes lit up instantly, and she shouted at Minato, "Minato-kun! Take care of it!"

They almost killed us just now, that was outrageous!

Minato felt the power surging within him, and the amplification from Nazca was clearly perceptible.

A smirk involuntarily crept up his lips as his blue fingertip pointed at the hybrid, his tone laced with provocation: "Alright, it's time to end the game!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the blue light around him instantly turned orange-red, and the Nazca Memory on the driver lit up slightly.

The next second, the figure vanished from the spot. When it reappeared, it was already standing behind the saber-toothed tiger hybrid.

"Roar?" The dopant suddenly lost its target and roared in confusion.

Its wild instincts made it instantly sense the danger behind it, and it turned around sharply and threw a punch.

With a loud "bang," the fist slammed solidly into Minato's body, but the mixed entity looked completely bewildered.

There was no feeling of hitting anything solid. Undeterred, it threw a few more punches, each one "hitting" the mark, but that empty feeling remained unchanged.

The dopant was completely bewildered. It scratched its head and made a few confused "meows," as if wondering why its fist had stopped working.

In the instant it was stunned, Minato suddenly threw a punch, the powerful force sending the dopant flying several meters away.

The dopant struggled to its feet, and just as it was about to retaliate, a longsword was already positioned in front of it.

"Clang!" Sparks flew, and the confused impurity had no time to dodge. The longsword fiercely repelled it, leaving a dazzling spark on its body.

Immediately afterward, a jet-black cloak flashed before its eyes, the wings on the cloak had turned purple, and the white longsword slashed down again, striking the hybrid body hard.

"Roar—!" The hybrid let out an angry and painful roar, and was sent flying again.

Akiko, standing to the side, stared in disbelief, grabbing Philip's arm and shaking it vigorously.

"Philip! What just happened? Why did its attack pass through Minato-kun?"

At this moment, Philip had a copy of "NASCA" in his hand, which he had obviously secretly dug out from the Earth Library out of curiosity.

He quickly flipped through a few pages and exclaimed in sudden realization, "So that's it! The Nazca Memory symbolizes an ancient civilization!"

The second stage already possessed the ability to move at high speeds, and the third stage was even faster. But... how could Minato be so fast?

He didn't know that Minato used the T2 Nazca Memory, which was far superior to ordinary memory.

On the battlefield, Minato had completely suppressed the dopant, his Nazca sword flashing incessantly.

The clanging sounds of hacking and slashing echoed throughout the room, and amidst the flying sparks, the agonizing screams of the hybrids resounded continuously.

The dopant was completely enraged. After a roar, it also entered high speed and finally saw Minato's figure clearly.

It seemed to have grasped at a straw and charged toward the water gate.

Minato gave a soft snort, his longsword hummed, and his figure became a blur as he brushed past the hybrid.

The next second, sparks erupted from the dopant's right shoulder, followed by a sharp pain.

Minato landed behind the dopant, quickly turned around, held his longsword horizontally in front of him, and swung it again, his figure once again brushing past the dopant.

Another wound appeared on the dopant's left shoulder, and his mournful howl echoed through the forest.

The dopant panicked completely, took several steps back, and turned to run away.

But how could Minato give it a chance? He pulled out the Nazca Memory from the auxiliary slot.

Reinsert the drive into the right-side connector, and the mechanical voice sounds again: 【nasca! maximum.drive】

A flash of blue light appeared instantly, and the stripes on Minato's cape slowly unfurled, transforming into purple wings.

He soared into the air, his golden compound eyes fixed on the fleeing hybrid, the longsword in his hand gleaming brightly.

It continued to extend, eventually transforming into a giant blade forty meters long.

He held his sword in one hand, his figure towering like a war god, his smile still bright, but his tone carried an undeniable firmness: "Alright, it's time to end this!"

A halo flashed, and the giant blade slashed down fiercely. The power, like divine punishment, instantly unleashed a tremendous explosion, leveling everything in front of it.

Amid the explosion, the faint wails of the impurities could be heard, but as the wind slowly dispersed the smoke, the center of the explosion was completely empty, without even a trace.

Minato didn't hear the system notification sound, and a sense of doubt arose in his heart. With such an attack, the opponent couldn't possibly escape. Could it be that someone intervened to save it?

"How strange..." he muttered to himself, slowly deactivating his transformation.

"Yeah, yeah! That's so strange! But this belt is even stranger, let me take a look!"

He had barely finished speaking when a familiar voice came from beneath him.

Minato instinctively looked down and saw Philip kneeling on the ground, his eyes fixed on his belt, his hand almost touching the driver.

Minato, looking exasperated, chuckled and flicked Philip's forehead: "Hey, Philip, the battle just ended, and you're already eyeing my belt?"

Philip rubbed his forehead, looking completely matter-of-fact: "Who told you your belt is so interesting! Let me see, what exactly is the principle behind the additional amplification?"

Minato shook his head helplessly, thinking to himself: Shotaro spends every day with him, yet he hasn't been driven crazy by his curiosity. That's amazing.

As the two were struggling with their decision, a driver suddenly popped out from Philip's waist—Shotaro was about to transform and fight.

Philip sighed helplessly, temporarily setting aside his research on Minato Namikaze's belt, and took out the Hayate Memory.

"Cyclone!"

As soon as he inserted the memory, everything went black, and he immediately fainted.

Minato Namikaze's slightly furrowed brows instantly relaxed, and he sighed softly, muttering to himself:

This guy with his wildly unrestrained knowledge causes trouble wherever he goes; it's best to stay away from him.

He hopped on his motorcycle and was about to start it when he heard Narumi Akiko's voice behind him: "Minato-kun, are you leaving?"

Minato Namikaze turned around, smiling and raising his chin: "Yeah, what's up?"

Akiko looked miserable, her voice trembling with tears: "But what will we do if that monster comes back?"

Philip is still unconscious; we can't possibly beat him!"

Minato followed her gaze and glanced at the school in front of them, his tone relaxed yet confident: "Don't worry, don't worry, that kind of thing will definitely not happen."

He twisted the handlebars, and the motorcycle roared off. He had no intention of leaving at all; he still hadn't found a place to sign in, and he couldn't let go of such a good opportunity to earn points.

At the entrance of Fuuka School, Minato Namikaze parked his motorcycle and leaned against it while waiting.

After changing out of his uniform, he wore a light gray hooded sweatshirt with a lightweight black overcoat, looking clean and sharp.

Gone is the seriousness of the police academy; instead, there is a touch of youthful nonchalance.