As a weirdo, I like being a Kamen Rider

But its body slowly transformed into pale blue particles of light, like dissipating mist, calmly and gracefully returning to the embrace of the dark power.

The god above the waters has fallen.

But in the instant of victory, the energy pipelines inside the modified G4 armor coiled around Shiro Mizuki's body like venomous snakes.

Shiro Mizuki felt his life force being frantically drained away, his muscles tearing, his bones cracking, and his internal organs throbbing with pain. But he gritted his teeth and held on with the will of a soldier until the very end, maneuvering his armor to crash heavily to the ground.

"Boom-"

The modified G4 knelt on one knee, its dark purple compound eyes rapidly dimming, the gilded patterns completely extinguished, and its heavy armor, like a black-gold holy corpse devoid of power, could no longer stand. Inside the armor, Shiro Mizushiro coughed up blood, the pain of his life force draining away making him lose consciousness.

"Mizuki, Mizuki, respond if you hear me, what's going on!" Ozawa's voice came from the armor's internal communicator.

But at this point, Shiro Mizuki was no longer able to speak.

The atmosphere inside the base, which had calmed down because of G4's appearance, began to panic again when everyone saw the motionless G4.

The God of Water is dead, but more than thirty Water-attribute Venerables still survive on the battlefield.

Despite losing the leadership of the Water Angels, they still remembered their mission of reckoning. With a fierce glint in their eyes, they pounced on the kneeling, powerless modified G4, determined to tear the mech that had killed the divine messenger to shreds.

Inside the base, Sumiko Ozawa covered her mouth, her eyes red-rimmed.

Bingchuan clenched his fists, but he didn't even have the strength to rush out—his G3-X was already destroyed, and going out now would only be suicide.

Despair overwhelmed the entire base like a tidal wave.

At this critical moment.

A massive, dark golden blade of light suddenly appeared in the sky, stretching across the heavens and earth.

The light blade swept across.

The thirty-odd surviving Unknowns were instantly reduced to particles of light and silently annihilated the moment they touched the light blade.

The dust has settled.

A tall, dark figure slowly strode forward in front of the modified G4, which was kneeling on one knee.

Lin Chen has finally returned.

Smoke still lingered above the ruins, scattered by the wind.

Lin Chen raised his hand to deactivate the Orga armor. He stood there, looking down at the pale blue light particles scattered on the ground, confirming that the last Unknown had also completely dissipated.

The heavy gate of the base finally slowly rose. Sumiko Ozawa ran the fastest, followed closely by Makoto Hikawa, who had already taken off his damaged G3-X. Takahiro Omuro stumbled along, carrying the detection device. The civilians, medical staff, and the remaining superhumans in the shelter all poured out, their eyes all falling on the black armor kneeling on one knee.

The modified G4 remains kneeling, its dark armor dull and lifeless, the dark gold patterns completely extinguished, like a soulless skeleton.

The technical team rushed forward, frantically disassembling the armor shell. Their hands were shaking as they tightened the screws. No one dared to speak first, but they all had already anticipated the worst.

The armor snapped open with a "click".

Shiro Mizuki's eyes were wide open, his back was ramrod straight, a dried bloodstain was stuck at the corner of his mouth, his skin was as pale as paper, his life force had been completely drained, and not even a trace of body temperature remained.

This former Self-Defense Force lieutenant did not fall to the enemy, but died at the hands of the armor he had fought so hard to protect the base.

The entire venue fell into a deathly silence.

Takahiro Omuro gasped and covered his mouth. Blood still seeped from the bandage on Makoto Hikawa's forehead. He straightened his back, slowly raised his hand towards the body in the cockpit, and gave a standard police salute. The wound on his forearm had burst open from the exertion, staining the gauze red, but he seemed not to feel any pain.

Hojo Toru hung his head. The elderly people in the shelter lowered their heads silently, the children's eyes were covered by the adults, no one spoke, only the whistling of the wind through the ruins.

Sumiko Ozawa squatted beside the armor, the testing device in her hand beeping, lines of data popping up, stinging her eyes—after the G4 armor's energy was depleted, it would forcibly drain all the wearer's life force to maintain the armor's basic operation. This was a fatal flaw that she had overlooked during its development, and she had personally pushed Shiro Mizushiro to his death.

She staggered back a few steps, her shoulders trembling slightly, and murmured repeatedly, "I killed him...it's my fault...I shouldn't have taken out this suit of armor..."

Lin Chen walked slowly over and stood in front of her. His voice was blunt and cruel: "Crying and self-blame won't save anyone, nor will they protect this base."

Sumiko Ozawa lowered her hand, her eyes red-rimmed and tears still on her face, and looked up at him blankly.

"The Creator is truly going to settle scores and destroy the world. It won't be long before that happens." Lin Chen's words hit her like a hammer blow, making her strong again.

...

Half an hour later, in the base's conference room. All the core members had arrived. Sumiko Ozawa sat in the main seat, while Makoto Hikawa's arm was wrapped in bandages, making him and Toru Hojo look like they were in the same boat.

"The cause of Mizuki Shiro's death was a side effect of the G4 armor." Ozawa Sumiko's voice was extremely hoarse, and every word was filled with guilt. "After the energy is exhausted, the armor will forcibly draw on the wearer's life force to continue operating. It was my research and development mistake. I killed him."

But no one blamed her; everyone kept their heads down, their hearts heavy.

Lin Chen leaned against the wall, breaking the silence and revealing the cruelest truth: "It's not just about Water City. That world-destroying declaration was true. Dou Zhen, the true form of the Dark Force, the creator of this world, has completed his growth. In one day, he will personally reset the entire world, and all humans, superpowered individuals, and monsters will be completely wiped out, without exception."

These words were like a thunderclap, exploding in the conference room.

Takahiro Omuro dropped his pen onto the table with a thud, his face ashen. Makoto Hikawa clenched his fist tightly. Toru Hojo's already pale face completely collapsed; he slammed his fist on the table, the bandages instantly tearing open, fresh blood seeping out. His eyes were filled with despair as he muttered to himself, "We resisted for so long, fought tooth and nail to defend the base... So, from beginning to end, we were just playthings in the hands of the gods? What was the point of our resistance? We couldn't win, how could we possibly win against the Creator..."

His voice grew softer and softer until only a feeble self-mockery remained.

"shut up!"

Bingchuan Cheng suddenly stood up, his chest heaving violently. His usually calm voice was now a roar, making the entire conference room buzz: "So what if he is the creator? No one has the right to decide our life and death! We can't just accept our fate! Even if we only have one breath left, one last second left, we will fight to the end! We absolutely cannot just sit here and wait to die!"

Hojo Toru raised his head, looked at Hikawa Makoto's red-rimmed eyes, opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

The conference room fell into a deathly silence, the light from the incandescent bulbs dim and oppressive.

The meeting ended quickly.

Hikawa Makoto and Hojo Toru entered the dimly lit equipment room one after the other.

The light shone on the modified G4 armor, its dark surface still stained with faint blood, like a silent tombstone. The two stood side-by-side before the armor, both wrapped in blood-soaked bandages, saying nothing, only exchanging a glance. Both silently made up their minds.

Meanwhile, Lin Chen stood in front of the observation window of the base, gazing at an unknown place with a complex expression.

Outside the window lay a devastated Tokyo, the setting sun painting the ruins blood red. He touched once more the gleaming five-cent coin in his pocket.

On the other side, there is a quiet study that is secluded from the world.

There was no noise, no smoke of battle. The wooden bookshelves were filled with old books, and cool, white light streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Dou Zhen sat upright in a leather chair. He was no longer a boy, but a young man with black hair that reached his shoulders and a cool expression.

He slowly closed the book in his hand and gently waved it with one hand.

Dark power surged like a tide, and three figures slowly coalesced into shape.

The gods of water, wind, and earth, who had died, were all resurrected.

His appearance was more refined and divine than before, and his wings and armor had been upgraded. The three supreme gods stood bowing, showing utmost respect to Dou Zhen.

Toma parted his lips slightly, his voice cold and indifferent, devoid of any emotion, and gave the final command: "Go!"

The three supreme gods nodded in unison, their halos bursting forth, and their three figures transformed into streaks of light, instantly disappearing from the study.

"Beep—! Beep—! Beep—!"

The piercing alarm instantly resounded in every corner of the G3 base, and the red warning lights flashed wildly, turning the entire base a crimson red.

Chapter 101 Strikes Again

The alarm was still blaring wildly in the G3 base, and the red warning lights illuminated the main control room in a crimson glow. Everyone was crowded in front of the large screen, their eyes fixed on the three figures standing on the ruins, their breaths freezing instantly.

The three supreme gods of water, wind, and earth, though they had been completely killed and turned into particles of light, were now standing unharmed at the base entrance. Their bodies were even more robust than before, and their wings and armor shone with a new luster. The energy peaks on the radar were much higher than before, and their oppressive aura was so strong that it was suffocating even through the screen.

"How is this possible..." Takahiro Omuro slammed the tablet he was holding onto the table with a thud, his voice trembling. "He was dead! How could he reappear?"

Blood still seeped from the bandages on Bingchuan Cheng's arm. As he looked at the enhanced version of the Supreme God on the big screen, his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

Hojo Toru leaned against the wall, his expression also heavy.

Only Lin Chen remained calm and composed, looking at the three supreme gods outside the base without the slightest surprise. He knew Dou Zhen's power all too well. As the creator of all things, controlling life and death and reshaping his divine messengers was merely a trivial matter.

However, he had a nagging question in his heart: Douzhen had already completed his growth and possessed the power to reset the world at will. He could clearly take action himself, so why go through the trouble of making the three great gods come again?

"Don't be surprised." Lin Chen broke the silence in the control room. "Dou Zhen is the creator of this world. Reviving these three Unknowns is a piece of cake for him."

After saying that, he walked out.

But Ozawa grabbed him: "What are you going to do? Go out and fight alone? No! Absolutely not! Even if you can handle it, there are three much stronger enemies now. If they join forces, you simply can't withstand them!"

She already had a pretty good idea of ​​Lin Chen's limits. Previously, just one Water God had almost overturned the entire base, and now with three of them coming at once, the chances of winning were slim.

Just as Lin Chen was about to speak, the three supreme gods outside the base finally moved.

The God of Water took the first step, his divine body, interwoven with silver and blue, slowly levitating and rising into the air.

Without any unnecessary movements, she simply raised her right hand indifferently, and seven or eight huge blue water emblems instantly appeared in the void. The emblems shimmered with a cold divine light, like seals of judgment, hanging above the outer defense line of the base.

"Omuro! Activate all defenses! Turrets, energy barriers, underground firing positions, all activated!" Ozawa Sumiko snapped out of her daze and gave the order to Omuro. Now they could only rely on the base's defenses to hold out until they could come up with a solution.

Takahiro Omuro frantically typed on the keyboard, and all the turrets around the base instantly rose up, the energy barrier opened with a roar, and the alloy armor plates closed layer by layer.

But all of this is utterly ineffective against the divine attack of the enhanced God of Water.

The water god gently tapped his fingertips, and the water emblem suspended in the air crashed down like a meteorite.

Deafening explosions rang out one after another, and flames instantly engulfed all the outer turrets of the base. The shockwave swept out like a tsunami, blowing away the heavy alloy turrets and shattering the hard armor plates into scrap metal. Smoke and dust filled the sky. In just three seconds, the outer defense line that the base had painstakingly built collapsed completely.

Before anyone could react, the Water God's figure had already transformed into a streak of silver-blue light, instantly teleporting to the front of the base's main gate. He raised his Resentment Halberd high, imbued with immense divine power, and slammed it down upon the heavy alloy gate.

"clang--!"

With a deafening ripping sound, the alloy door, strong enough to withstand missile bombardment, shattered, sending countless metal fragments flying. The door's remains collapsed, revealing the base's internal passageways. Enhanced telekinesis swept across the area with her movements; the control room's monitors instantly went black and exploded, underground energy pipelines were forcibly torn apart, sparks flew, the piercing alarm wailed even louder, and the entire base began to shake violently.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The walls cracked, rubble fell from the ceiling, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the ground. The defense personnel urgently launched GX missiles to retaliate, but when those energy missiles flew in front of the goddess above the water, she used her telekinesis to imprison them with her bare hands and reflect them back, accurately hitting the core energy zone of the base.

A chain of explosions erupted instantly, flames from the energy zone spewed out of the passageway, and the base's energy supply was cut off by half in an instant. The backup energy system struggled to start up, but could only maintain basic lighting, and all firepower systems were completely paralyzed.

The Goddess of Water slowly stepped into the base's passageway. Each swing of her vengeful halberd was accompanied by the devastating destruction of the facilities. The water emblem spun around her, ready to deliver the final blow. At this moment, the G3 base's defense system had completely collapsed, its firepower was gone, and the buildings were on the verge of collapse; annihilation was imminent.

The moment the defensive barrier was breached.

Lin Chen raised his hand and pressed the Didi phone at his waist, his fingertips quickly tracing the buttons, and a cold electronic voice sounded:

"Standing By."

"Complete."

Kamen Rider Orga makes his debut.

The photon blood was charged, directly forcing the Water Angel out of the base.

With the Earth Emperor Sword hanging askew at his side, Lin Chen stepped out of the base, facing the divine pressure of the three supreme gods, and stood quietly on the ruins.

The three supreme deities of water, wind, and earth instantly formed a triangular encirclement, their layers of energy locking down the entire battlefield.