I am Kamen Rider who reverses dimensions

At this point, Ryota Onoue sighed, shifted his body to make himself more comfortable, and said with a wry smile:

"I wonder which important figure stepped in to help; otherwise, the North District base would be littered with corpses by now."

"This matter is probably not as simple as you think."

With a solemn expression, Yuanxiang recounted his experiences at the Southern District base to the swordsmen. Although there was no clear evidence yet, there was no doubt that the Holy Lord of Truth was problematic; the only question was what he was plotting.

"Yin~Qiangjianxi~Yin--!!"

Just then, a heart-wrenching scream suddenly rang in Yuanxiang's ears. The long-haired swordsman next to him, after waking up, subconsciously reached for his chest, but found nothing. He then collapsed to the ground, wailing in despair.

"Daqin Temple..."

Ryo Onoue looked on with a heavy heart as he watched his old friend, Tetsuo Ootogiji, the swordsman of the Sword of Truth, and also a swordsmith who loved to repair the Holy Sword and the Book of Fantasy Ride. Because the Holy Sword was damaged in the incident caused by Hayato Fukamiya fifteen years ago, he had been repairing the [Sound Gun Sword Tin Sound] ever since. But, how should I put it, he had finally entered the final inspection stage recently, but before he could even celebrate, the Holy Sword was stolen. For this guy who valued the Holy Sword as his life, this was definitely the most tragic thing in the world.

"Wait a minute, don't you guys think something's off about the atmosphere here?"

At this moment, Shindo Rintaro suddenly noticed something was wrong and frowned. Upon hearing this, Ooji Tetsuo, who was rolling on the ground in grief, abruptly stopped. As a swordsman who had been staying at the North District base for many years, he also sensed something strange after Shindo Rintaro's reminder. Ooji Tetsuo suppressed his grief, sat up, and wanted to check the situation of the base through the control panel.

But before he could take two steps, Tetsuo Oogami realized something, cried out "Damn it!" and ran out. The others followed closely behind. When they saw that Tetsuo was running towards the forbidden book area, an ominous shadow fell over the swordsmen's hearts. They pursed their lips and quickened their pace. When they saw Tetsuo suddenly stop and stare blankly to his left, they realized something too. They rushed to Tetsuo's side and saw the destroyed forbidden book area, and the empty bookshelf in the center.

"So this is the enemy's real objective?"

Onoue Ryo said somewhat dejectedly, "The books on the desk are the core of the North District base, and also fragments of the omnipotent and omniscient book. Now that Sophia is gone, so is this core, and so is the Holy Sword. The North District base is now practically non-existent."

"It is the power of the Holy Lord of Truth."

At this moment, Yuri reached out and picked up some powder from the broken edge of the wall, rubbed it, and said:

"No, to be more precise, it is the power of fragments."

"I've been wanting to ask you this since just now: who are you?"

"Mr. Shenshan has met the wielder of the Holy Sword of Light. As for the others, let Mr. Shenshan explain them to you. First, let's see if we can find any trace of the enemy."

Genji casually answered for Yuri, then thought for a moment and changed his answer:

"No, I can go by myself. Yuri, please stay here and protect them. After all, you're the only one here with the Holy Sword."

"Okay, be careful."

Yuri nodded solemnly, and Gensou patted him on the shoulder with a smile before leaving the North District base, unsure of what methods he would use to search for the whereabouts of the Holy Lord of Truth and the other enemies.

After watching Gensou leave, Yuri calmly brushed the dust off the chair next to him, sat down obediently, looked at the dejected swordsmen opposite him, and said softly:

"Don't give up. You should believe in Yuanxiang. Although the future predicted by the Dark Sword Moon is all destruction, the future may not be unchangeable. In more modern terms, you should drink more chicken soup for the soul and cheer up."

This guy.....

Although they didn't sense any malice, for some reason, they felt that this guy was talking nonsense without any real understanding of the situation, which made the already distressed swordsmen feel even worse.

"Yuri, after all these years, you're still so naive."

At that moment, a violent voice suddenly rang out, causing all the swordsmen present to stand up in alarm, for it was the owner of this voice who had recently destroyed the North District base.

"Bachter, it really was you."

Yuri calmly stood up, looked at the swordsman dragging his sword out of the crimson vortex, and said in a deep voice:

"When I heard their description, I knew it would be you."

"Oh."

Bacht grinned disdainfully, wildly slung the unsheathed holy sword over his shoulder, and said with a sinister smile:

"Since you've already guessed it was me, then show me what you've got. Before the world ends, having a go at sparring with my 'dear' old friend would be a good form of entertainment!"

'The legendary fairy tale of the swordsman chosen by the nameless sword and the immortal wings…'

As Bacht spoke, he opened the book of fantastical mastery in his hand. At the same time, flames blazed on his holy sword, and the swordsman gripped the flaming blade, holding it horizontally in front of him. He made a 'shushing' gesture with his fingers and whispered:

"henshin!"

'Draw your sword! Eternal Phoenix! Nothingness! The black sword will return to nothingness!'

Amidst the erupting flames, Kamen Rider Falchion, appearing like embers about to be consumed and fading into darkness, materialized before the group. Falchion stared at Yuri, who instinctively shielded those around him, and with a disgusted click of his tongue, brandished his sword and snarled:

"As long as humanity exists, the struggle will never end, my old friend, why can't you understand this!"

“Bacht, while evil does exist among humans, you can’t generalize like that!”

As Yuri spoke, he drew his twin swords, Light and Dark, which made Bacht instinctively more vigilant. After all, he had been sealed by the power of the Light Sword and the Dark Sword. But then he remembered something, and a wicked smile returned to his face. He roared and charged at Yuri.

Meanwhile, faint crimson lines quietly spread out beneath the floor, clearly targeting Yuri; Bakht was merely a distraction.

But just as the crimson markings were about to erupt, Bacht suddenly noticed that Yuri in front of him had a strange smile on his lips, as if he had succeeded in something. He quickly became more vigilant, but he never expected that a bright moon would rise on Yuri's shoulder, and that a fist storm bigger than a casserole dish would be unleashed from the moon, which was no bigger than a baby's fist. Caught off guard, Bacht took a solid punch.

In the blink of an eye, the immortal swordsman was sent flying backward, his head crashing over the wall, his body dangling precariously. Beside Yuri, Genji's figure suddenly appeared, slamming into the ground in the form of 'cyclone·xtreme'. A wisp of emerald wind locked onto the scarlet pattern and traced it back to its source.

"As expected, you used me as bait."

Yuri calmly said that when he felt Gensou pat his shoulder with unusual force, he realized something was wrong.

"Excuse me, but to fool the enemy, you have to fool your own people first."

Gengo waved to Yuri with a slight smile, asking him not to mind, but then Yuri felt the boy's aura suddenly change, and his murderous aura surged.

"found it?"

"Hmm, that guy really underestimated the power of 'wind'."

Gensato nodded and looked at Yuri, saying:

"I'm really leaving this time. Take care."

After saying that, Yuanxiang unleashed countless swift blades of wind towards Bakht, who had pulled his head out of the wall. This overwhelmed Bakht's vision and bound his limbs, creating favorable conditions for Yuri to launch the first attack. Then, he hurriedly transformed into 'Swift Wind', as he vaguely sensed that the source of the pattern seemed to be trying to escape.

"Interesting, very interesting. Where does your power come from?"

At the source of the investigation, it was unclear whether the throne of the Southern District base had been moved there or whether it had been hastily created using the power of a fragment of the Book of Omniscience and Omnipotence. On the lawn of the park, the Holy Lord of Truth sat upon it, clapping his hands and saying:

"I didn't even realize that what left was just an avatar of yours. Why don't you hand over your power and let me take a good look at you? If you satisfy me, I will bestow a blessing upon you. What do you say?"

Yuanxiang ignored him. He saw that the table to the left of the Holy Lord of Truth was filled with holy swords and fantasy riding books, while to the right lay Sophia, who had been abducted. The woman in the white dress was sleeping peacefully, completely unaware of what was happening outside.

"Your predecessors built the Sword of Truth, protecting the world for generations, and now you want to destroy it all. How ironic. I'm curious, what made you make such a choice?"

As Yuanxiang spoke, he summoned endless gales to attack the Holy Lord of Truth and tried to retrieve the Holy Sword and other items. However, the Holy Lord of Truth simply raised his hand, and under the red light emanating from the fragment, the 'wind' was forcibly silenced.

"Why? Because I lost my beloved, my family, and my friends."

The Lord of Truth, seemingly bored, raised his finger and drew a circle, saying:

"How's that answer? Or do you want to hear about other unfair treatment or unfortunate past experiences I've had? Hehehehe..."

Under the protection of the fragments of the Omnipotent and Omniscient Technique, all of Genji's attacks failed to harm the Lord of Truth. The person seated in red robes spread his hands towards Genji and said softly:

"Actually, there's no particular reason. I'm just too bored. To protect the world, our people have passed down the power of this fragment for generations. Therefore, my lifespan is slightly longer than yours. Agreements, precepts, missions, hahaha, being governed by these things for so many years has made life so boring and dull. I'm even tired of this world."

So you're going to destroy all of this?

Yuanxiang switched to the 'luan·luna' form. The bright moon rose, and a gauze-like domain unfolded. In the soft light, everything within sight was hazy and indistinct, blurring the lines between reality and illusion.

"Don't make it sound so scary. I just want to make the world a place where everyone can live happily, to replace this old world full of conflict with a new world, and to turn the morning birdsong into people's cries of sorrow. Don't you think that's interesting?"

The Lord of Truth effortlessly wielded the power of the fragment, resisting the power of 'Luna'. But at that moment, he suddenly realized that the moonlight, like flowing water, seeped into and merged into the power of the fragment, spreading downwards like a venomous snake. Immediately afterward, the Lord of Truth saw Sophia's body on his right begin to blur, and a projection of Sophia appeared beside Yuanxiang. Having witnessed the power of 'Luna' several times, the Lord of Truth dared not underestimate it.

But just as the Lord of Truth was about to interrupt Gensou, the fragment of his Book of Omniscience and Omnipotence suddenly flashed with light. Under this light, the Lord of Truth was slightly startled, as if a veil had been removed from his eyes. He instantly regained his senses, and then looked at Gensou with a smile, saying:

"Not bad, I almost fell for your 'hint.' Hehe, in my vision, when the world is destroyed, most of humanity will be eliminated, and only the best will survive. Then these survivors will compete with newly born humans, and only the last one standing will enter my new world. Hahaha, how exciting that world would be! And you..."

The Holy Lord of Truth pointed to the Source Village, looking at the boy with the same gaze one would give someone browsing merchandise in a pet store, and said:

"You're sure to bring me a lot of fun, hehehe, what should I do? Should I spare your life for the sake of the future, or should I start enjoying toying with you now?"

Don't you people find this boring?

"what?"

Seeing that 'Luna's' power had been broken, Gengo abandoned his plan to take a shortcut and took out 'Joker'. However, he didn't rush to attack. Instead, he flexed his fingers and said:

"I've seen many enemies, and their goal is nothing more than to dominate or rule the world. To be honest, when you were talking just now, I felt nothing at all. I felt it was a waste of my energy to just say 'oh' to you. I'm getting bored of fighting people like you. How about this, you see, you're going to lose to me anyway, so I'll give you face and you can just kill yourself now. When people ask about you later, I'll brag about it and say that we fought for hundreds of rounds and you only lost by half a move. How about that?"

"Ha ha ha ha......."

Upon hearing this, the Lord of Truth didn't know whether he was laughing out of anger or simply found it funny. He laughed while clutching his stomach and crying out in pain, laughing so hard that he was doubled over and tears welled up in his eyes. But at that moment, as he was speaking, the data stream in Yuanxiang's hand, which he had moved behind his back, began to jump, and gradually the shape of a train ticket appeared.

This is the creation of Gengo after he assimilated, analyzed, and imitated the Rider Pass given to him by Yuto Sakurai. To be honest, while this counterfeit ticket can certainly offset the side effects of transparency, how much it can offset and whether it will bring other negative effects are all unknown. If the current situation were not beyond what ordinary 'xtreme' could handle, Gengo really wouldn't want to create this as a backup plan.

"Oh? It seems I've succeeded on my end."

At this moment, the Holy Lord of Truth suddenly spoke, saying with a hint of mischief:

"It seems you're really stretched thin fighting this battle alone."

Ok? !

Gensou realized something and looked in surprise at the vortex summoned by the Holy Lord of Truth. There, Bacht and the Kamishiro siblings emerged, holding what appeared to be the Holy Sword of Light and Darkness, as well as Yuri's Book of Fantasy Control.

"Oh...."

Bachter grinned maliciously at Gensou, licked the blood from his fingers, and muttered in a vengeful tone:

"It seems that stupidity is contagious. Yuri is an idiot, and those who believe him are idiots too. Alright, little idiot, hurry up and die at my hands along with your friends."

Upon hearing this, Reika Kamishiro frowned, glanced at Bacht, and then planned to lean down and whisper the truth to the Lord of Truth, lest her master really believe that the traitors of the North District base had all been eliminated.

Before Reika Kamishiro could make a move, a bone-chilling cold suddenly erupted from her heart, causing her to instinctively raise her holy sword and look at the Kamen Rider not far away. Then, she saw a dark aura mixed with murky shadows spreading out from him. Fear, sorrow, anger, resentment... a complex and terrifying evil thought almost painted the sky into an apocalyptic scene. The one standing in front of them at this moment was more like a demon crawling out of hell than a Kamen Rider.

As expected... this mysterious place of origin is the evil one!

Seeing this, Reika Kamishiro's previous suspicions about the Lord of Truth disappeared. Without hesitation, she took out the Book of Fantasy Driving and prepared to fight for the Lord of Truth. Her brother also prepared to fight with a solemn expression.

But at that moment, Bach suddenly attacked the Kamishiro siblings. Caught off guard, the Kamishiro siblings were caught off guard and their transformation, which had just been completed, was about to be canceled. At the same time, the Holy Lord of Truth beckoned, and the Kamishiro siblings' Holy Sword and the Book of Fantasy Ride landed on the table beside them.

"The Holy Lord?!"

Ryoga Kamishiro instinctively wanted to retrieve his ancestral holy sword, but was stopped by the Holy Lord of Truth. He then asked in a trembling voice, and the Holy Lord of Truth waved his hand, softly saying:

"You two have done a great job. Now, just watch quietly."

"Hahaha, good! Good!! Good!!!"

As the Kamishiro siblings reluctantly withdrew in accordance with their ancestral instruction to serve the Holy Lord, Bachte let out a hearty laugh. In his eyes, both Gensou and the Holy Lord of Truth were masters capable of destroying the world. This was the most wonderful thing for him. He didn't care about victory or defeat; as long as he could destroy this world, nothing else mattered.

'Click.'

Ok? !