Bad luck plagues him, he refuses to become a Kamen Rider.

Yuuki loosened his grip slightly, and Murakami Kyoji, whose pain had lessened, fell to the ground, his face covered in snot and tears.

Yuuki looked at Murakami Kyoji, who was lying there like a dead dog, and then at W, who was still fighting.

Several leaders fled, and the remaining monsters were not a difficult problem for W to solve. After eliminating most of the monsters, W jogged over.

What to do with the remaining strange people who scattered and fled?

Yu Xing shook his head: "Those weirdos don't matter. The most important thing now is to pry as much information as possible out of this guy."

With his memories almost completely fading away, Yuuki pursed his lips. This was the last thing he could do for Shotaro and the others.

Chapter 162 Forced

No sooner had Yuuki finished speaking than Murakami Kyoji, who was curled up on the ground, burst into laughter, his expression manic: "You won't get a single piece of information from me!"

Since death was inevitable and he had lost the will to live, Murakami Kyoji decided to keep quiet.

"Kill me or torture me, it's up to you!"

Having said that, he turned his head away, refusing to utter another word, even as blood gushed from his wounds.

"He's actually quite a tough nut to crack."

Yuuki raised an eyebrow, deciding to test whether Murakami Kyoji was really tough enough. He didn't use his ability, but instead raised his foot and stomped on Murakami Kyoji's palm.

A sharp pain shot through his palm instantly, and Murakami Kyoji let out a muffled groan, still remaining silent.

When Yuuki's foot left Murakami Kyoji's hand, Murakami Kyoji's hand had turned into a pile of fleshy pulp, so bloody and mangled that it was impossible to recognize its original appearance.

Momotaros chased and killed several fleeing soldiers. Just as he was about to turn around to see what was happening with Yuuki, he witnessed this terrifying scene.

"That's really ruthless."

Momotaros patted his chest, turned around, and killed a small monster that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.

"I don't think you're doing much better."

Philip leaned against the grass, his face deathly pale.

They used to deal with enemies by infusing energy, so they had never seen such a bloody and mangled scene before.

"Hey, you can't say that."

Momotaros tossed aside the knife in his hand and clapped his hands: "I only kill enemies, but I would never torture them."

In Momotaros's view, Yuuki's path is more like that of a weirdo than a Kamen Rider.

Knights wouldn't do something so cruel; Yuuki is more like a madman.

"However, this guy still resembles Ryotaro and the others in some ways..."

Momotaros looked at Yuuki, who was still stepping on Murakami Shōji, and stroked his chin: "This guy has courage that rivals that of a knight. Although he's a bit ruthless in his actions, he's ultimately doing his job of protecting people."

"That's a result-oriented approach."

Philip shook his head, somewhat worried: "I'm more concerned about what will happen to him later."

Philip was worried that once Yuuki crossed a certain line, she might become their biggest and strongest enemy!

"I think we have to trust him."

Momotaros shrugged and chose a slightly cleaner spot to lie down.

Upon seeing Momotaros lie down, the grass quickly wrapped around Momotaros's waist, lifting him high and bouncing him up and down.

This caused Momotaros to dance around in mid-air, yelling, "Put me down!"

While things were raging on one side, the scene on the other was exceptionally cruel.

Looking at Murakami Kyoji, who was almost turned into a human pig, Yuuki had to give him a thumbs up: "Okay, you're something else!"

Seeing that Yuuki stopped moving, Murakami Kyoji gritted his teeth and snorted coldly. To him, physical pain was nothing.

Seeing this, Yuuki scratched his head and looked at Shotaro: "What should we do? This guy is tough enough. Would you say he's the toughest guy in Fengdu?"

"Don't insult this word."

Shotaro pursed his lips, his eyes darting around. He whispered a few words in Yuuki's ear, which made Yuuki's eyes light up.

The two avoided talking to Murakami Kyoji. Murakami Kyoji, lying on the ground, felt a chill run down his spine when he saw the two men's occasional sinister smiles.

"What else do these two want to do?"

Murakami Kyoji didn't think anything could be more painful than his limbs being crushed bit by bit. He felt a little relieved, but Yuuki's next move shattered his thoughts.

"what are you going to do?!"

Murakami Kyoji called out as Yuuki lifted him up.

"You'll find out soon enough, and I'm sure you'll really enjoy it."

He left the others behind, while Youxing soared into the sky and quickly returned to Fengdu.

Looking down at the still peaceful Fuuto, Yuuki shook the Murakami Shōji in her hand.

Why are you always so obsessed with destroying the world? Wouldn't this scene be beautiful?

Murakami Kyoji was slightly taken aback, not expecting Yuuki to ask such a profound question.

He was about to speak when Youxing interrupted him: "Forget it, why should I waste my breath on you? After all, someone like you would never understand what beauty is."

Murakami Kyoji was furious. He was a human being too, how could he not understand what beauty is?

But he had no chance to explain, because Yuuki had led him to their destination.

The stench instantly filled Murakami Kyoji's mouth and nose, making him dizzy. With great difficulty, he managed to focus his eyes and saw a vast black ocean in front of him.

Something was bobbing up and down in the vast ocean. Murakami Kyoji was very perceptive, but when he saw what it was, his face turned green instantly.

The white, floating layer on top is maggots!

"You fucking brought me to a septic tank?!"

Amidst Murakami Kyoji's shock and anger, Yuuki covered his nose, preparing to let go.

"Go inside and wait for a while. I believe that with your abilities, you will be able to grow limbs soon, and then you can swim up on your own."

"Etc., etc!"

Murakami Kyoji quickly spoke up to stop Yuuki just as he was about to let go.

Yuxing looked at him with some confusion: "I know you won't say anything, but I think this place can help you calm down. Don't you want to go inside and stay for a while?"

Nonsense, who would want to go into a place like that?!

Murakami Kyoji knew he wouldn't die, but the place itself was disgusting enough!

This is a magical attack, not a physical attack.

"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated! If you throw me down here, I'll make you pay later!!!"

Amidst Murakami Kyoji's roar, Yuuki shook his head regretfully: "It seems you're not quite thinking clearly yet. I think the brothers down below will definitely like you."

Before Murakami Kyoji could say anything more, Yuuki let go of his hand.

As the septic tank drew ever closer, Murakami Kyoji's fear intensified. Just before he was about to plunge into the sea of ​​filth, he forced himself to endure the stench and roared, "I'll tell you everything!"

Swish!

The next instant, he returned to Yuxing's hand, and the two of them were suspended in the air once again.

As the stench receded, Murakami Kyoji gasped for breath.

"It seems your mind has cleared up considerably."

Looking at Yuuki's smiling face, Murakami Kyoji was furious, but he could only swallow his anger and speak to Yuuki in a kind and gentle manner.

"Take me back, and I will tell you what I know."

Yu Xing nodded in satisfaction. He turned his head and quickly looked away after his gaze fell on the ocean below.

It has to be said, this place stinks terribly. Even though Yuuki only went down there for a moment, she felt that all five senses were being violated.

For a person, staying here is tantamount to being constantly violated from head to toe.

"Let's go."

Seeing that Yuuki was still in a daze, Murakami Kyoji urged him quickly, saying that he couldn't stay here for even a second longer.

Yuuki glanced at Murakami Kyoji, suppressing the urge to abandon him again, and quickly led him away.

When Yuuki returned to the edge of the magic circle, Philip and the others were sitting together, propping their heads up and dozing off.

Sensing someone approaching, Shotaro looked up and immediately saw Yuuki. But before he could utter a sound, a foul stench assaulted his nostrils.

"It stinks so bad?!"

As Yuuki approached, the stench reached the other two, and the three of them retreated in unison, their faces filled with terror.

Philip covered his nose and glared at Shotaro. Shotaro smiled sheepishly; he hadn't expected it to smell so bad.

“I haven’t even thrown him in yet; that’s when the real sea of ​​dung and maggots will begin.”

Yu Xing glanced at the bright sun hanging in the sky, feeling somewhat helpless.

Isn't this just another form of boiling excrement?

"Alright, alright, stop talking."

Shotaro told Yuuki to stop speaking, and pointed to the stream not far away, indicating that Yuuki should go and wash up.

Yuuki didn't move, but instead threw Murakami Kyoji out of his hand. Wherever Murakami Kyoji passed, even the grass avoided it.

"Pfft."

As Murakami Kyoji fell into the water, the stench was reduced by 90%. Yuuki immediately used black flames to burn a patch of the surrounding air, and the stench was completely eliminated.

The stench had completely disappeared, and the group finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"The method is a good method, but it cannot be used too often."

Yuuki recalled the stench and felt a wave of nausea wash over her.

"Shotaro Sasaki, I never imagined you were this kind of person!"

He immediately criticized Shotaro Hidari, who stated that he would not take the blame for this.