The Strange Cat from Fuuto

A stone pillar inlaid with several colorful magic gems stands in the center of the cave, with sunlight filtering through the open opening on it.

“Buzz.…”

The stone pillar suddenly trembled, and the magic gems embedded in it began to flash with magical light one after another.

As the light emitted by the magic gems intertwined, an irregular stone slab inscribed with a magic circle rose from the open space in front of the stone pillar.

The dust covering the stone slab was blown away the moment the magical inscriptions lit up, and the increasingly bright magical light was refracted by the magic circles that appeared one by one in the cave, and finally all of it was projected onto the irregular stone slab in front of the stone pillar.

"Sizzle..."

A flash of lightning suddenly rang out in the air, and black sludge, like asphalt, surged from the surface of the stone slab. As the black sludge surged, it seemed to swallow all the light projected onto the stone slab like a black hole.

"Glug glug!"

Like boiling water, bubbles rose one after another on the surface of the asphalt-like black sludge.

As the bubble expands, the black silt in the center suddenly sinks, and after sinking to a certain extent, it suddenly rebounds like rubber stretched to its limit.

A twisted, pained face propped itself up from the rebounding black sludge. The face, roaring silently, struggled fiercely, and two arms emerged from the black sludge, tearing at the sludge that enveloped it.

"Boom!"

The sound of bubbles being popped rang out, and the bubbles that had risen on the black mud burst open, revealing Amadam, who was bald and hairless, looking exactly like a hard-boiled egg, slowly rising from the mud.

As he got up, his hair grew rapidly, and he shook off all the black mud that was sticking to his body.

"call..."

"Ugh!!!"

A branding wound suddenly appeared on his shoulder, and Amadam gritted his teeth and let out a muffled groan.

With a gloomy look in his eyes, Amadam expressionlessly donned a black robe: "I never thought that after hunting geese all day, I would be the one pecked in the eye by a goose!"

"That little guy is surprisingly decisive, but the more decisive he is, the more I desire him!"

"A vibrant body, a lively soul, and a power like the sun."

Barefoot, Amadam walked to his throne and leaned against it. The irregular stone slab that had just given him rebirth shattered into dust the moment he sat on it.

"I've used up my last regeneration ability, I need to get a new body as soon as possible!"

Amadam, resting his chin on his hand, had incredibly deep eyes, and sparks flickered on the branded scars on his shoulders.

............

Tokyo today is like a zombie virus outbreak in a post-apocalyptic movie; you can't see a single living person on the streets, only terrifying and hideous monsters roaming around.

The flames, licking at everything around them as they rolled, burned stubbornly, while white smoke rose from the overturned car chassis.

A desolate and tragic apocalyptic scene!

The hall of Menkage-do was now empty, a mess. Everything had been packed up and taken away by Wajima Shigeru and the monk.

Since the attack, the mage and his companions have temporarily abandoned the antique shop where they had lived for a long time and instead hid in the apartment where the beast girl lived.

"crunch..."

The sound of boots stepping on broken glass suddenly rang out in the Shadow Hall. Di Mu Zou, dressed in a white robe, stood in the hall and scanned the room, but found no trace of the mage and his companions.

"Alex!"

The flute player, muttering to himself, turned and left. As soon as he stepped out of the shop, his eyes narrowed, and he quickly dodged to the side.

"boom!"

A giant python formed from dark purple magic opened its mouth wide and tried to swallow the spot where Fueki Kanade had just stood. Fueki Kanade drew her flute sword and shattered the python with a single strike, then sneered, "Medusa, you really are a persistent ghost!"

"Tap, tap, tap, tap..." Medusa, clad in high heels, gathered magic in her serpent staff: "If I don't kill you, my hatred will never be appeased!"

"A woman who keeps pestering you!"

As Fimukura charged toward Medusa, her movements were slightly sluggish, and even her magical reactions were somewhat unstable.

"Your injuries from the Witch's Banquet haven't fully healed yet; you can't defeat me right now!"

Holding a serpent staff and a flute, Medusa, whose snake-like hair slithered behind her head, occasionally hissed as she played the flute.

Even though her injuries hadn't fully healed, Fueki Kanade was still able to hold her own against Medusa.

"I should have used a more forceful strike back then to kill you outright!" Even during the battle, Fueki Kanade didn't forget to use words to interfere with Medusa's emotions.

Medusa did not answer, but the finger-shaped brand on her forehead lit up with a fiery red light.

"Shh!"

The Medusa Serpent Staff, its speed suddenly increasing, struck the back of Fueki Kanade's right leg. Dark purple jasmine clung to him like a leech, and no matter how much Fueki Kanade stirred his magic, he could not get rid of it.

"Damn it, how did your strength suddenly increase so quickly?"

The face of the man who jumped back was extremely ugly.

"Crack!"

The moment the sound of stone chips falling rang out, Fueki Kanade's face darkened, because petrified marks appeared on the back of his leg.

"I'll tell you properly after I've completely turned you to stone!" Medusa's finger mark on her forehead grew even brighter as she wiped her eyes away. "Of course, I'll tell you while I'm slowly crushing you to pieces!"

Before Medusa could even channel her magic into the petrifying eye, a strange, resonant sound began to ripple through the air.

Amidst the tremors, thin walls, resembling frosted glass, emerged from the air.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

One knight figure after another appeared before Fueki Kanade and Medusa as the walls disappeared.

"Kamen Rider?!"

Medusa, frozen in place, stared in disbelief at the growing number of Kamen Riders around her, and a sense of panic began to creep into her heart!

What do I do if I'm a weirdo surrounded by a bunch of Kamen Riders? I need help urgently!

Chapter 98: The Battle of the Knight Monsters, and a Friendly Encounter with Momo!? (Revised)

"Looks like I'm the first one here!"

The knight, with his goggles resembling a split peach, fiery red armor on his chest, and a double-edged sword slung over his shoulder, smugly wiped his nose.

"Momotaros, it seems everyone arrived around the same time!"

A weak voice echoed in Momotaros's mind. Momotaros snorted unhappily and said, "Shut up. Can't you let me be proud here for a while?"

"Whatever you like!" Ryotaro's voice gradually faded away, sounding quite helpless. Just as Momotaros was amusing himself, Medusa stared in astonishment at the circle of Kamen Riders around her, numbering at least a dozen or twenty!

"Gudu!"

Medusa, her pretty face showing a hint of reluctance, glanced at Fueki Kanade with resentment. The serpent staff in her hand concealed a purple light, but the fluctuations in her magic power caught Fueki Kanade's attention.

"What a ruthless woman! Would she rather be attacked by a mob than live or die with me?" Fueki Kanade, her shoes rubbing against the ground as she retreated, was already prepared.

If Medusa dares to make a move, he dares to let Medusa taste what it means to be surrounded by a dozen or twenty big men!

"Stop it!"

A hand reached out from the side and firmly grabbed Medusa's right hand, which was holding the serpent staff. Wang Xiaoming stood fearlessly in front of Medusa, glanced at the golden-red finger mark on her forehead, and said, "Go contact Miku and tell him we're ready!"

"Tell him to hurry over here!"

"Miku?!" Medusa nodded hastily in a split second, "I understand!"

"Then let's go. With us here, you can't hurt this man. You might as well quit while you're ahead." Medusa glanced at Xiaoming, who was playing the flute, and then released his grip. Medusa looked at Xiaoming warily and slowly took a step back.

Once they reached a safe distance, they bent their knees, stepped on the ground, and leaped backward quickly, disappearing from Wang Xiaoming's sight in a few bounds.

"This guy always likes to pull this trick!"

Wang Xiaoming shook his head, touched a card in his hand, and turned to look at Fueki Sora, or rather, at Fueki Sora's back.

Mistaking himself for someone being targeted, Fumiko immediately flashed the teleportation ring he had prepared beforehand around his waist. With a chant, a magic circle appeared out of thin air and he disappeared from Xiaoming's sight.

"That guy must be a knight too, how come he's running so fast?"

Momotaros walked up to Xiaoming and put his arm around Xiaoming's shoulder. Xiaoming gave Momotaros a disdainful look, shook off Momotaros's hand, and said, "Instead of paying attention to him, I'd rather look at those guys!"

Following Wang Xiaoming's gaze, a group of strange people appeared at the other end of the street, blocking the street completely and staring menacingly at the group of knights.

Flying monsters such as demonic goblins, mirror monsters, and fusion monsters hovered in the sky, occasionally letting out strange cries.

"Wow, this is really exciting!"

"Here I am, here I come!!!"

"Grandma once said that the number of enemies is not a problem, because I am the strongest!"

"Are you scared? No problem!"

........

One knight after another gave their best. Wang Xiaoming transformed in the blink of an eye, the crimson knight wiping his longsword in his hand.

"Alright, everyone, let's get ready to go!"

Meanwhile, in the Arakawa Ward, beneath an abandoned factory, inside Serena's safe house.

"Snoring..."

The cat, its belly rising and falling, emitted soft snoring sounds from its mouth and nose, its tail drooping along the flowers.

Having already put down the magic book, Serena was holding a sweater in her hands. The sweater was finished, and Serena was now putting the finishing touches on it.

Iggy ran through the flowers chasing butterflies, wagging his tail happily, his mouth half-open, and his tongue dangling out.

"Drip drip..."

A sharp, urgent phone rang from Serena's pocket. Serena, who had stopped what she was doing, didn't look at her phone first, but instead looked at Miku's reaction.

"hiss...."

Miku yawned, a sudden chill running through his body, his eyes filled with the dazed look of someone still half asleep.

"Who's making such a racket?!"

After shaking off the pollen stuck to its fur, the cat, which had jumped down from the flowerpot, arched its back and stretched.