Ultraman: I am really just a human.

Chapter 495 The Sword of Time 2

"Re-entry time!"

On the riverbank battlefield, Ryoga Kamishiro's position kept changing, and even the natural disasters watching from the sidelines suddenly appeared and disappeared.

It's like teleportation, yet it can also affect the opponent.

Hido Ren was extremely frustrated in the midst of the battle, unable to land her attacks while being constantly toyed with by Kamishiro Ryoga.

He used to think that there was no difference in the quality of the holy swords, and that the real power lay in the swordsman. But now, the sword of wind was powerless to resist.

"There's actually such a holy sword..."

"Foolish, my power is not solely due to the Holy Sword."

Ryoga Kamishiro drew his sword again, this time delivering a fatal blow that broke through the Wind Sword's defenses, causing Ren Hido's armor to collapse in one fell swoop.

"I'll accept the Twin Wind Swords, Emerald Wind."

"stop……"

"All holy swords must return to the organization."

Ryoga Kamishiro approached, snatched the split Wind Holy Sword from Hido Ren's grip, and retrieved it along with the Book of Fantasy Ride.

"Give it back to me!" Hido Ren exclaimed, her expression breaking down. "Give me back the Twin Wind Swords!"

"I'll spare your life for your past contributions. Now get out of here."

Ignoring Hido Ren's pleas, Kamishiro Ryoga glanced coldly at the Calamity, who seemed ready to attack, and reactivated his ability to leave the riverbank.

……

the other side.

A park near the primary school.

After discussing it amicably, Natsukawa and Sudo Mei temporarily borrowed each other's bodies to go out and buy snacks. While queuing, they unexpectedly saw a familiar figure.

"An earth swordsman?"

The man carrying a greatsword stood out in the crowd, especially since he was also buying taiyaki with a child.

This guy seems to be either too confident or something, even during missions he seems to be fighting while carrying a child.

"I bought it. Let's fill our stomachs first."

As usual, Ryo Onoue picked up his son, Sora Onoue, from elementary school. He bought a taiyaki (fish-shaped cake) while preoccupied, completely unaware of Natsukawa, who was equally conspicuous in the crowd.

"Xiao Kong, what if Daddy..."

"Father seems a bit strange today." The child looked at Ryo Onoue with a puzzled expression, and stopped eating his favorite taiyaki.

"Dad is alright."

Ryo Ogami snapped out of his daze, rubbed his son's head, and laughed.

"No matter what, Dad will protect Sora and this world. But there are times when he can't do everything he can. If you can't find Dad these next few days, go to the novelist's place with Mom."

"Why are you suddenly bringing this up?" the child asked, bewildered. "Isn't Father the most powerful swordsman? How could he be powerless?"

"It's just a precaution, after all, nobody knows what the future holds."

Ryo Onoue didn't know how to explain to his son, who idolized him, so he could only give him a vague hug. Just as he was about to say something, his gaze suddenly sharpened as he looked at the blue-black armored knight that appeared at the park entrance.

Swordsman of Time.

So they really came looking for us?

As a senior member of the current Holy Swordsmen, he had heard rumors about the Time Swordsmen long ago.

I never thought I'd witness it with my own eyes.

"Sora," Ryo Onoue said calmly as he released his son, "go to the novelist's place. Dad will come pick you up later."

"The nouveau riche's sword strikes the earth."

Ryoga Kamishiro is like a righteous judge, holding the Sword of Time upright in front of his chest. The hilt separates, reverses, and reassembles, extending into a trident.

"Erase at the designated time!"

"Whoosh!"

The space shifted, and as soon as Ryotaka separated from his son, he suddenly stumbled, and the surrounding scenery changed to a deserted area without warning.

"Is this the power of the Sword of Time?"

Without bothering to observe the surroundings, Akira Ooue took a deep breath and quickly read the piloting manual to transform.

"I heard it's one of the most difficult holy swords that can only be used by special swordsmen. To be able to use it freely to this extent, you're really something."

"It's extremely difficult for an ordinary person."

Ryouya Kamishiro appeared, sword in hand, his voice completely unwavering.

From the moment he inherited the honor of the Kamishiro family, he devoted all his time to training, and his mastery of the Sword of Time had reached its peak.

"I still need to deal with Kamiyama Touma. Hand over the Rich Sword, and I can let you, a traitor, die with some dignity."

"You all really like to look down on people. Reika Kamishiro is like that, and so are you."

Ryo Ooue stretched out his body and hoisted the large, expensive sword.

"I won't surrender easily; a father can't let his son lose face."

"Stubborn to the end, prepare to die!"

The Sword of Time split in two, and before the words were even finished, Ryoga Kamishiro had already rushed in, the attack prelude disappearing instantly as he slashed heavily at the armor of the bright earth on the tail.

"Bang!"

Completely caught off guard, Akira Ogami slipped and fell, his arm armor, which he barely managed to use to block the impact, exploded with a large number of sparks.

He was almost beheaded by the trident.

so close!

Ryo Onoue nervously glanced around at Ryoga Kamishiro, whose figure was constantly flashing, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.

The Earth Armor couldn't detect the opponent's attack trajectory, couldn't predict where the attack would come from, and couldn't even block it, let alone counterattack.

Does the Sword of Time have no weaknesses?

"Swish!"

"Erase at the designated time!"

"The decisive moment!"

The trident flashed again. Although Tail was still on guard, he had no way to deal with it and could only watch helplessly as the trident broke through his defenses.

"Clang!"

The trident's ultimate strike, a single slash, swept across the armored armor, but was suddenly deflected by a white sword thrusting out from the side. The violent collision caused Ryoga Kamishiro to lose his balance, and he almost dropped his weapon.

"Who?!"

After retreating and regaining his footing, Ryoga Kamishiro's eyes narrowed sharply as he stared intently at Mei Sudo, the white-haired woman standing next to Ryo Ogami.

An unprecedented feeling of loss welled up in my heart, and only when I focused my mind did I realize that a Sword of Time mark had been brazenly integrated into the white sword.

The Sword of Time has also been copied!

"How dare you?"

Intense shame and anger overwhelmed Ryoga Kamishiro's mind; the fear subsided, replaced by endless killing intent.

We swear to defend the honor of the Kamishiro family to the death!

Avenge my sister Linghua!

"Erase at the designated time!"

The power of the Sword of Time was reactivated, and the entire space seemed to freeze, while Ryoga Kamishiro was transported to another space like a phantom.

Aside from being unable to launch an attack, he seemed to be in control of everything at this moment, able to observe the flow of time in the outside world at will, and easily move behind the white-haired Sudo Mei.

The constant high load generated by the space made Ryoga Kamishiro feel as if he had returned to his past days and nights of training.

All the hard work and sweat have been for today.

What does it matter if you replicate the power of the Sword of Time? The most important thing is still the user.

"call!"

At the last moment before launching the attack, Ryoga Kamishiro reassembled his sword.

Independent space is only one aspect of the Sword of Time's power; what truly takes effect is the "Re-Time," which erases external time.

Any time flow that occurs during the entry into an independent space can be deleted within a certain range.

"The Demon Sword is nothing special; as long as you don't have the chance to transform..."

"Whoosh!"

Xia Chuan shifted his gaze horizontally, clearly perceiving the figure of Kamishiro Ryoga in action.

He had encountered the power of time quite a bit, but he had never encountered anything that could erase time.

The actual results seem to be just so-so.

Perhaps because Ryoga Kamishiro's strength was insufficient, all those maneuvers only achieved the effect of a teleportation attack, which was far inferior to time stop.

Putting everything else aside, the ability to use smoke swords and elemental transformation is very effective against the opponent.

No matter how many times you delete the time, you still can't reach it.

It's completely useless to someone like him who can directly see the time.

"Re-entry time!"

Ryoga Kamishiro appeared in a flash, but instead of seeing the expected panic of the white-haired Mei Sudo, all he saw was a white sword.

How is that possible?

"Bang--!"

A tremendous force struck.

Despite Ryoga Kamishiro's timely reaction, his defenses were still cleaved by the white sword, and his blue-black armor collapsed with a bang as he rolled.

The powerful swordsman armor was completely vulnerable in the face of the white sword.

The nine holy sword marks were connected to form a shape.

"What exactly are you...?"

Ryoga Kamishiro awkwardly propped himself up with his sword, his face filled with shock as he stared directly at the white-haired Mei Sudo's red-eyed eyes.

"Can you...see me?"

"I can see it, but it seems there's nothing I can do to stop you from deleting the time."

Xia Chuan gripped the white sword and examined the Sword of Time.

Although it seemed useless, this conceptual ability did indeed make him feel threatened.

The process of buying and tasting taiyaki just now has been completely deleted; even my memory of it has been affected.

He completely lost the ability to appreciate taiyaki.

"Come back, Hengjian!"

In Antarctica, the Holy Lord of Truth placed his finger on the Holy Lord, as if he could cross space and look at Xia Chuan, then smiled and directly teleported Ryoga Kamishiro back to the base.

"The Holy Lord?"

The expression on Ryoga Shindai's face changed slightly as he instantly teleported into the temple, showing even greater respect for the Holy Lord of Truth, who possessed divine and demonic powers.

"Next time, I will definitely take care of Kamiyama Touma..."

That's enough.

The Holy Lord of Truth waved his hand dismissively.

He never expected Ryoga Kamishiro to eliminate Hiyomaru Kamiyama; he was content as long as his objective was achieved.

"The Phoenix Swordsman should be at the Arctic base by now, right? Heh."

(End of this chapter)