I am Kamen Rider who reverses dimensions

The situation in the source area was not too bad, but the rate at which magic power was being consumed was extremely alarming. Watching the phantom of Ereshkigal slowly taking shape, the boy couldn't help but look up. Although he couldn't see the sky from here, he was certain that the real 'Luna' existed somewhere. He couldn't help but wonder what 'Luna' would look like when she was fully awakened, and whether he could still use her power as before.

Forget it, why bother thinking about all this nonsense now? It'll only add to my worries.

Yuanxiang shook his head, banishing all these distracting thoughts, and then focused all his attention on the task at hand. At this moment, he felt the pressure on his body lessen slightly. It was Ereshkigal, the goddess who controlled the souls of the dead, who seemed to understand his intentions and was using her powers to cooperate with him. It had to be said that this was a great help.

Based on this, Gensou immediately shifted his attention to the doll and began to try to build a bridge so that Ereshkigal's illusory consciousness could reside on it, while also cutting off the transmission of divine power to prevent the doll from becoming the incarnation of the 'Goddess of the Underworld' and spreading death.

To be honest, the process was quite boring, consisting of constant probing, contact, and integration. If Yuanxiang hadn't been one of the parties involved, he probably would have already started yawning from boredom.

"Um?!"

Suddenly, Gensou sensed an unusual restlessness emanating from the phantom he was controlling. It was Ereshkigal's consciousness, who seemed certain that the fusion would succeed and was trying to break free from him. She rushed into the doll in one breath. Gensou thought for a moment and decided to grant her wish, handing over the initiative to her. He withdrew the power of 'Luna' to the surroundings, and then, when Ereshkigal and the doll's body showed signs of rejection, he directly pressed down on her, forcibly suppressing all the abnormal movements and allowing the goddess to continue her actions.

Finally, the doll's eyes twitched violently, then slowly opened, and a glimmer of wisdom gradually appeared in its lifeless eyes. But before the doll could even smile, Ereshkigal himself suddenly sensed something. A burst of divine power flashed in his hand, and he threw Genji and the doll out of the underworld at an extremely fast speed. Genji also realized something, reached out and wrapped his arms around the doll's waist to secure it, and accelerated with 'cyclone,' rushing out of the underworld in one breath and arriving in reality.

However, Gensou also saw the divine light in the doll's eyes gradually dimming. He could still vaguely sense that the goddess's consciousness remained within the body, though he didn't know why...

"Wow!!"

Just as Yuanxiang was wondering whether to move the doll to a safe place, the doll suddenly straightened up, letting out a sigh of relief. She looked up at the sun and exclaimed in amazement. She looked at her palm and slapped it hard, seemingly trying to confirm if she was dreaming. But she slapped it too hard and almost brought tears to her eyes. She rubbed her sore face in frustration and pouted unhappily. But after a few seconds, she jumped up restlessly again, eager to run away.

However, the goddess clearly remembered Genji standing to the side. She coughed, much like Ishtar before she put on airs, but Ereshkigal immediately gave Genji a bright smile, reached out and took the boy's hand, and said happily, as beautiful as a flower:

"Yuanxiang, thank you! Wow, I feel like I'm dreaming!"

"Whatever makes you happy. Alright, now that I've successfully helped you accomplish this, I'm ready to leave."

Gensho chuckled, flicked the brim of his hat, stretched, and looked at Ereshkigal, saying:

"Although this doll does not possess divine power, it is indeed the body of a goddess, so it should be able to deal with ordinary magical beasts without any problem. You can move around freely and take a good look at this beautiful world."

Are you in such a hurry?

Ereshkigal paused, rubbed his hands, and said embarrassedly:

"I haven't even had a chance to properly thank you yet."

"No need to thank me, I just helped out while I was completing the commission."

Gensou took a deep breath, replenishing the magic power he had consumed, and casually said:

"Ereshkigal, I originally hoped to form an alliance with you to fight against the Demon Pillars, but for someone who has never stepped out of the Underworld, everything in reality is completely unfamiliar. I don't want to use the friendship we formed last night to deceive you into joining me, so please see for yourself whether this world is worth your standing up for. However, I hope that even if you really feel that this world is not worth it, you will not become my enemy. I will sincerely thank you for that. Farewell, Ereshkigal, until we meet again."

After saying this, Yuanxiang flew into the air, smiled and waved to Ereshkigal, and then left without hesitation or any attempt to play hard to get. Ereshkigal was left speechless, unable to say a word to stop him. The goddess stared blankly at the boy's completely disappeared figure, then silently looked towards the city of Kusa under her jurisdiction and slowly walked towards it. This time, she wanted to see with her own eyes what kind of lives her believers were living.

"I'm talking to you!!"

On the other side, a familiar voice rang out from Gensou's location. Golden light appeared beside the boy almost instantly, revealing Ishtar's helpless expression. The goddess tossed her hair, floated to Gensou's side, and whispered:

"I threw that pathetic leopard over the defensive line and went back to find you, but after fighting that annoying South American god, I found out you had already left. I've flown around this area several times and still can't find you. Where did you go?"

"I'm going to the underworld."

Yuanxiang smiled and said frankly:

"After fighting Quetzal Koyatl, I stumbled into that place by accident, and then went to see Ereshkigal, hoping to bring her into the alliance, so I was delayed for a while."

"...You should know about my history with that gloomy guy, right?"

Ishtar clearly hadn't expected this answer. She paused for a moment, then quietly took over the conversation. Genji, on the other hand, wagged his finger and softly replied:

"Of course I know, but a goddess would probably hate it if her ally hid things from her or lied to her."

"...Ah! You really win!"

Hearing this, Ishtar scratched her head, looking conflicted, and finally sighed, as if giving up on something, and said softly:

"And then what happened? Did that god who likes to be withdrawn all the time grant your request?"

Not yet.

Yuanxiang shrugged and replied:

"But she shouldn't be our enemy, which is already good news. Alright, Ishtar, let's go to the Beast Defense Line. As you said, I wasted too much time in the Underworld."

"Wait, what's the rush?"

At this moment, Ishtar sensed something, steered the Sky Ship to catch up with Gensou, and said with a slight frown:

"You look like your butt's on fire. Don't say I didn't warn you, you don't look too good right now."

"It's nothing, just a matter of excessive magic consumption. I'll just need to catch my breath. As for why I was in such a hurry..."

Gensho pointed to himself and said with a smile:

"I sneaked out. My real body is pretending to be asleep right now, while my sister is playing games with her friends outside the room. If I stay here too long and my real body sleeps for several days, my sister will probably start to worry. Hmph, a proper adult doesn't let a child worry, so, Ishtar, please help me out for a while. I'll give you my thanks when we part. Oh, right, there's something I forgot to ask."

Suddenly remembering something, Genji turned to look at Ishtar and whispered:

"Is the soul of the girl you possessed still... alive?"

"Of course, she's just temporarily asleep. What? Judging from your expression... do you know this person?"

323 A Discussion with Li Shuwen

"Ah."

Gensou nodded in agreement, but Ishtar didn't press further. She merely glanced at the boy with surprise, seemingly not expecting such a coincidence. Then, she picked out a strand of hair that had been blown by the wind, twirled it around her finger, and whispered:

"Oh, I see. Don't worry, with this goddess here, this body won't have any problems. Honestly, forming an alliance with you this time was a real loss. The enemy we had to deal with was already troublesome enough, and now... um?"

Before she could finish speaking, seeing the bag of jewels handed to her, Ishtar coughed, gave Gensou a playful slap, and said angrily:

"Hey, don't treat me like some kind of goddess who can't resist jewels! Am I that kind of goddess?!"

"Of course not, it's just that I'm a bit stupid and don't know what else, besides gemstones, would be more suitable to offer to the goddess."

Watching Ishtar skillfully put away the gem with magic, Gensou smiled and cooperated. At this moment, the two of them approached the monster defense line and heard the boiling noise over there. But it was not a party, nor the sound of soldiers training. It was the sound of battle, the wave of monsters attacking this place again!

"That's an astonishing number."

As Yuanxiang whispered, he transformed into a whirlwind and charged into the enemy ranks. In an instant, countless wind blades tore through space, clearing large swaths of open ground like a broom. At the same time, cheers erupted from the city walls. The soldiers on the walls didn't understand what was happening, but the situation was undoubtedly in their favor, which was something to be happy about. As for the specific principles behind it, they were too lazy to care. That was something for the king to worry about. They just needed to prepare to receive orders.

It has to be said that 'cyclone' is perfect for dealing with area-of-effect attacks. Although there are some monsters among these monsters that are more troublesome to deal with, they are not strong enough to kill you with one hit. Then, countless wind blades will rush over to finish you off. If those monsters had self-awareness, I wonder if they would regret that their skin is too tough.

"Ishtar, what is this?"

While Yuanxiang was clearing away the strange things, an old man in a long robe walked slowly over. His posture was just like that of an old man taking a stroll in the park after dinner. But if you look closely, you can easily find that this man’s steps are powerful and vigorous, yet light and graceful, making him hard to fathom.

"Something from Yuanxiang, what? Didn't the leopard man tell you?"

Ishtar gestured as if she were holding a pistol, intending to pick off a few monsters that had slipped through the storm to test the power of her newly acquired gem. However, after waiting a short while and realizing there were no monsters left to loot, she lowered her hand, crossed her arms, and looked at the old man, saying:

"Li Shuwen, did you just run back from a storm?"

When the leopard man was first brought over, this assassin clearly misunderstood something. If it weren't for the leopard man acting as a human shield, she probably would have gotten a solid punch. Although she was very angry at the time, Ishtar suppressed her anger when she thought about how she still needed to check on Gensou. She said a few words to the old servant and left in a hurry. That's right, she was just worried about the safety of her ally, not that she didn't want to be hit by him.

However, at this moment, looking at the old man's disheveled and tattered clothes, even though it wasn't her fault, Ishtar felt a sense of relief, her mood improving slightly. She smiled and said to Li Shuwen:

"Hehe, if you feel angry, when you come down from Yuanxiang, you can punch him a couple of times. That guy is also very good at fighting, so you can practice your skills."

“Ishtar, your malice is overflowing. I’m not that senile yet.”

Li Shuwen patted his clothes and answered calmly without any change in expression. When the storm first started, he was sneaking into the monster horde as usual, killing the monsters that posed a danger to the defense line one by one. However, after his body was pierced by the gale, Li Shuwen clearly felt a completely different gentle wind push him out of the wind blade's attack range. It seemed that he had indeed been accidentally affected.

Meanwhile, Yuanxiang had finished dealing with the attack and landed on the city wall. He wanted to ask Ishtar what had happened to the leopard man and why he looked half-dead, lying on the rooftop sunbathing with a lifeless expression.

But the moment the boy landed, out of some kind of perception, he subconsciously looked in Li Shuwen's direction. He hadn't noticed clearly before due to the interference of the 'cyclone,' but now...

Ok?

Ok? !

Ishtar suddenly felt the weather turn cold. She hugged her arms and shivered. Looking up at the sky, the bright sunshine remained unchanged. Only after completing this did the goddess belatedly notice the two people before her. Between the old man and the child, a strange aura seemed to emanate, so much so that the soldiers nearby were suffocating, clutching their throats and rolling their eyes. Ishtar glanced at Gensou, sighed, and casually waved her hand, using her divine power to drive away all the soldiers on that section of the wall. Undoubtedly, these two were out of their minds, so she would have to help them out and clear the area. To be honest, for such thoughtful care, taking a couple more bags of jewels wouldn't be unreasonable... Oh!!

Before Ishtar could even hesitate about whether to ask for another bag later, a sudden explosion made her instinctively cover her ears. However, she couldn't withstand the impact and was thrown off the city wall. The shock almost made her forget she could fly and she crashed headfirst into the ground. At the same time, upon hearing the tremor, the leopard-man who had been feigning death suddenly jolted awake, clearly recalling some unpleasant memory. With a strange cry, he leaped off the roof and hid in the bushes, cautiously peeking out, wary of a fist the size of an iron pot that might suddenly appear from nowhere.

At this moment, a deep crack on the city wall cut off the road. Yuanxiang and Li Shuwen stood on either side, their fists colliding above the crack. It was this blow that caused everything that had just happened.

"Young man, you've got some strength."

A kind smile appeared on Li Shuwen's face as he praised him softly, but his fists were increasing in force, and the floor beneath his feet was being crushed. A power that was completely different from his age and physique was bursting out from his seemingly thin body!

"I presume you are Mr. Li Shuwen? In my world, you are a renowned martial artist."

Compared to Li Shuwen's composure, Yuanxiang's expression was much more serious. He wanted to use Ripple, but since he was not made of flesh and blood, although he could still use Ripple to some extent, it was better to focus his attention on watching Li Shuwen's movements.

"It is an honor for me to have the opportunity to learn from you. I am ashamed to offer my humble opinion!"

Yuanxiang let out a low shout, deflecting Li Shuwen's fist. He then stepped back and leaned back to dodge the old man's sweeping leg. Taking advantage of the opportunity, he spun around and swept downwards. Li Shuwen lightly leaped up and then slammed his knee down. The boy braced himself with his hands and took another step back, avoiding the attack that had created a huge crater in the city wall. But Yuanxiang also seized the opportunity and braced himself with his hands again. This time, however, the force made him kick towards Li Shuwen like a cannonball, with fierce momentum and his clothes fluttering in the wind.

Li Shuwen showed no intention of dodging. He pursed his lips and struck Yuanxiang's foot with his elbow. The brute force sent the boy flying into the air. Then, he stepped on the city wall beside him and used the momentum to leap high into the air, punching Yuanxiang like a tiger hunting its prey.

The boy had no intention of using 'cyclone'. He blocked the heart-piercing punch with his fists stacked together. However, Li Shuwen's amazing strength caused Yuanxiang's body to shift as if it were about to drop his legs and fly away. This was the opportunity Yuanxiang was looking for. The boy skillfully used the force to dislocate his leg joints, thereby extending the attack distance. He kicked the old man in the chest like a rabbit kicking an eagle.

In an instant, amidst the explosions that were indistinguishable from the impact itself, the two figures parted ways in mid-air and landed on the city wall almost simultaneously.

"Kid, your fighting style is interesting."

Li Shuwen patted the dust off his chest, chuckled, and looked at the boy opposite him who was swinging his leg to put his joint back in place, saying:

"Who taught you this boxing style? Did you learn it from amateur boxing? I'm afraid my school couldn't teach you this kind of style."

"I've learned a wide variety of boxing techniques."

Yuanxiang shook his hand; he felt like his metacarpal bones were about to break from that punch, and his hands were still trembling uncontrollably. He took a deep breath and looked at Li Wenshu, saying:

"It's mostly from fighting the enemy that I figured it out myself. They're all just things that aren't very impressive, so please excuse my poor skills."

"All boxing techniques are essentially the same; there's no such thing as 'formal' or 'unorthodox.' In any case, you have a very good foundation."

Li Shuwen unbuttoned his cuffs, rolled up his sleeves to reveal his bulging, veiny arms, and said softly:

"Let's have another round. After all, we still have important business to attend to. If we get too carried away fighting, the King of Uruk might end up with a face as black as the bottom of a pot."

Please advise.

Yuanxiang regulated his breathing and charged at Li Shuwen first. He wanted to use his skill to open the old man's arm from the inside, but the iron fist that came down on his chest forced him to parry. Li Shuwen's other hand struck Yuanxiang's cheek like an iron whip. Yuanxiang pursed his lips and crashed directly into Li Shuwen's arms. But how could the old man not have anticipated this move? He took a step forward and inserted himself between Yuanxiang's legs, then leaned his shoulder to the side, trying to send the boy flying.

To Li Shuwen's surprise, Yuanxiang seized the opportunity to grab his wrist, completely absorbing the force of the blow without dissipating any of its power. This gave Yuanxiang a chance to counterattack. With a low growl, Yuanxiang grabbed Li Shuwen's wrist and pulled it outward, disrupting the martial artist's balance. At the same time, he thrust his elbow in, aiming for the old man's heart. After being blocked, the young man also bent his elbow with his other arm and slammed it to the side towards his opponent's cheek. However, this was still caught by Li Shuwen, who had also freed his hand.

However, this was not the end. Yuanxiang used the spot where he was captured as leverage to leap up slightly and strike Li Shuwen's left shoulder with his elbow. The intense pain made the old man's face twitch slightly. Then, he shook off Yuanxiang's arm with his backhand and slapped Yuanxiang's chin with both hands like lotus blossoms. Then, he turned around with lightning speed, gathered his strength, and punched the boy in the abdomen.

However, Yuanxiang anticipated the attack and placed a palm on the spot where the iron fist was coming from. At the same time, he shook his left shoulder, dislocating the joint. After Li Shuwen's fist landed, the boy gritted his teeth and clenched his fist, using it as a support point. He made his body almost spin around in place under the impact of the force, and then stepped on the old man's back, causing him to stagger two steps.

However, as a price, the boy was thrown to the ground by Li Shuwen like a broken sack in the next second. The boy, who had expected this, braced himself with his right hand and took the opportunity to kick Li Shuwen's throat with his left foot, trying to force him to release his left hand that was being held back, and thus create distance.