The Knight of the Second Generation of Demons Re-enacts

“…As expected of you.”

Kirshtalia gave a bitter smile and then looked at Chen Shi.

Chen Shi shrugged, took out his fighting spirit as well, and said jokingly.

"I can't help it. Ritsuka's fist is a treasure of Chen Shi. It hurts a lot."

"Ah, I see."

Kirshtalia sighed deeply, as if she felt regret from the bottom of her heart.

Then, the black eye soul also appeared in his hand.

"Then you are my enemies. Transform."

"Open your eyes! Dark Ghost! The power of darkness! The dark will!"]

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[The orange, red and white spirit riders engaged in an extremely fierce battle in the City of Heroes.

Chen Shi strode forward and launched an offensive. The flame-wrapped sunglasses saw blade cut through the air and slashed straight towards Kirshtalia. The bright red blade burst out with scorching heat, even causing the surrounding space to distort.

However, Kirshtalia, who was about to face this attack, did not even blink, and swung the Eye Gun Saber head-on to intercept it in mid-air.

"This power!?"

Feeling the power coming from the opposite side, Chen Shi was obviously surprised. He thought that his fighting spirit was already the strongest among the basic form subspecies of spirit riding, but now it seems that Kirshtalia's dark spirit riding is even stronger than that.

As the basic form of the boss in the movie, the Dark Spirit Rider's paper value is indeed one level higher than the Fighting Spirit. If he gets serious, he can even fight the Grateful Spirit in close combat without losing the upper hand. He is considered to have the highest combat power after the Grateful Spirit.

If Chen Shi knew that this was something Romani had come up with, he would probably be speechless.

It's a pity that he didn't have the chance to know these things. After the attack was blocked, Kirshtalia immediately kicked out and hit Chen Shi in the abdomen and kicked him away.

Chen Shi's body turned into a cannonball, and he flew backwards like a shrimp, but this also caused a flaw in Kirshtalia's posture. Fujimaru Ritsuka immediately followed up and attacked from the side with a knight kick.

In a split second, Kirshtalia only had time to throw a punch to block.

Fists and feet collided in the air. Although the basic performance of the Dark Spirit Rider was much higher than that of my soul, the kicking power of the Spirit Riders was often far superior to their punching power.

In this fight, Fujimaru Ritsuka finally gained the upper hand. Kirshtalia was kicked in the back and took several steps back, and she managed to steady herself by leaning on her sword.

Looking at the other person's trembling right hand, Fujimaru Ritsuka felt delighted.

"We can win! Even though this guy is very strong, as long as my brother and I can maintain a two-on-one offensive, we have a chance to win!"

Chen Shi stood up, holding his stomach: Hey, it’s easy for you to say that, but I’m the one attracting the fire!

"Haha, that's true. Your alliance really exceeded my expectations. No wonder Kadoc lost."

Kadoc lying on the ground: Step on one and grab one, right? Don't want to play anymore!

Kirshtalia was not at all annoyed by Fujimaru Ritsuka's declaration that he would lose.

This was all within his expectations. As someone who had the same potential to save the world as himself, it would be unacceptable if he couldn't even do this.

"But you seem to think that our conditions are equal, which is totally wrong."

The corners of his mouth under the mask rose slightly, and Kirshtalia stretched out his hand. At his call, an eye soul actually flew out from a mass-produced Hades Knight nearby and fell into his hands.

"Unlike you, I can command any Heroic Spirit in this world."

"EYE!"

A blue sweatshirt with a bright red cape flew out of the driver and posed in the air like Napoleon's classic portrait. While Ritsuka Fujimaru looked as if he was about to go wrong, Kirshtalia pulled the driver's handle.

"Open your eyes! Napoleon! Start a revolution! That's destiny!"

A cannon and a hat, two items that best represent the identity of this heroic spirit, appeared on the Dark Spirit Rider. The pale ghost fire totem was also replaced by a warhorse and a saber in the next second.

Without any intention of showing any mercy, Kirshtalia raised the heavy artillery at his side, which was taller than himself, and aimed it at Fujimaru Ritsuka and Chen Shi. The ruthless artillery fire gushed out, covering the two in a violent explosion. 】

Rainbow of Possibilities: Oh, it's so rare to see me appear, but I didn't expect that I would be a villain. I really envy Miss Musashi and the others.

Tracking EX: Ah, now I suddenly don’t want to appear on the stage. I don’t want to be the Master’s enemy. I hope I won’t be in this plot.

Feiyangyang: Kirshtalia, are you looking down on me? Why are the other members of Group A using the servants they summoned in real life, but you use that shitty Napoleon!

Captain of Group A: Ah, I can’t go there.

Hououin Kyouma: So Napoleon carried a cannon like this with him when he went to war? No wonder he was invincible.

The Baiyin family’s fried noodles today: It doesn’t matter anymore. No matter how bizarre the great men in the Spirit Riders are, I won’t be surprised.

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[Napoleon's artillery shells blew two spirit riders into the air, and at the same time, the same explosion occurred in another place.

Sanzang, who rushed out of the door, bumped into Ophelia who had rushed here. Facing the heroic spirit in front of her, the one-eyed female knight did not hesitate at all. Ophelia, who had already transformed into the soul of Sigurd, swung her sword. The high-temperature gale was swept up by the magic sword of the sun, and the entire forest hut was engulfed in the explosion.

"!?"

Faced with this sudden attack, Sanzang was stunned on the spot for a moment.

Just when he was about to be swallowed by the high temperature, a purple girl figure suddenly rushed out from behind her, and with a flying pounce, Sanzang rolled out of the range of the light cannon at the critical moment. Then three figures, blue, purple and white, jumped out and blocked the attack with their own special moves.

"Phew, luckily when I was dragged here, I subconsciously took the portable testing equipment with me."

Behind the shield formed by three knights, young Leonardo da Vinci wiped the non-existent cold sweat from his forehead and looked at the instrument in his hand.

Just now when Ophelia started to gather magic, it was thanks to the alarm of this thing that the people in the room reacted.

After rolling on the ground in a daze for several times, Sanzang looked at Toosaka Sakura in disbelief as she grimaced in pain due to the impact of the landing. For a moment he was actually unable to understand.

How ridiculous it is for humans to rescue a heroic spirit.

Moreover, Sanzang, who had merged with the other party once before, also vaguely realized that the girl in front of him seemed to have an extremely poor tolerance to pain. But even so, the other party had just come to save him without hesitation, taking such a risk.

"Why would you do such a stupid thing?"

The kind-hearted Sanzang suddenly became a little angry.

"I am just a Heroic Spirit. Even if I am killed here, I will just return to the Throne of Heroes! There is no need for you to take such a risk!"

"Who knows? To be honest, I'm not sure why I did that."

Toosaka Sakura gritted her teeth and stood up from the ground. After listening to Kotomine Kirei's explanation, they already knew Kirshtalia's purpose. They knew that if a Heroic Spirit was defeated in this world, they would be forcibly transformed into an Eye Soul. And if the Ultimate Eye Soul succeeded, their records on the Throne of Heroes would even be torn down directly and locked into the Ultimate Eye Soul.

But to be honest, when Sakura Tousaka saved Sanzang, she didn't think as deeply as she does now. It was just that when she saw this heroic spirit who had always been willing to help her in the past in danger, her body moved involuntarily.

"But now I seem to understand vaguely. Maybe you can't remember it now, but you really helped me many times in the past."

Looking at Ophelia who was fighting fiercely with her three companions, Toosaka Sakura took out the Eye Soul of Hades after taking a breath.

"If you insist, just think of it as me returning the favor. Thank you."

After saying this, Toosaka Sakura chose to transform without hesitation and joined her companions on the battlefield.

"Favor?"

Sanzang stared blankly at Sakura Toosaka's back. It was clear that just as the latter had said, there was no memory of this girl in his mind. But looking at Sakura Toosaka who was gradually becoming more and more like a human being, a feeling of relief began to spread gradually in his heart.

The heart that was originally willing to fight was now in a violent struggle.

"Maybe……"

……

With the addition of Sakura Toosaka, Ophelia, who was originally able to maintain balance with the three Kamen Riders with the power of the Heroic Spirit, finally began to make mistakes.

Even though Sigurd's soul was of excellent quality, in a close combat with four warriors with considerable combat experience, two fists were no match for four hands.

Realizing that this was not a solution, Ophelia, who had excellent combat skills, simply took advantage of a flaw, took Mash's punch, and used the power of the punch to break free from the encirclement of the four people.

"If close combat doesn't work, then I'll use my Noble Phantasm to decide the outcome in one go!"

"Big eye drops! Sigurd! Omega Ulord!"

Along with Ophelia's operation, a magnetic male voice sounded, chanting the Noble Phantasm belonging to the King of Warriors.

"The magic sword is complete. Let me see your self-esteem. This is the dawn of destruction—"

The Sun Magic Sword disappeared in Ophelia's hand, and several small magic swords appeared in front of her. Ophelia swung her fists at high speed, and actually blasted all the small swords in front of her like cannonballs at the four people in front of her.

"Everyone! Please come behind me!"

Seeing this, Mashu immediately raised her eye gun to defend herself. The thick shield collided with the rapidly approaching sword. Each of the teeth-grinding "clang clang clang" sounds echoed in the hearts of the people behind the shield like a huge bell.

Mashu was forced to retreat again and again by these attacks, each of which was no less powerful than an anti-military weapon. She only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw all the small swords had been hit.

"It's too early to relax, Mash!"

All she heard was Romani's anxious cry, and Mashu looked up at the opposite side again in confusion.

In just a blink of an eye, the disappeared magic sword appeared in front of Ophelia again. She spun her body, gathered all her strength, and punched the sword out with a heavy punch.

"boom--"

The Sword of the Chosen King, which carried the power of the sun, turned into a rare super-powerful throwing weapon in the world at this moment. The fire and thunder wrapped around the sword made Mash's hands numb. With the full assistance of the three people behind her, she finally stopped retreating.

"Did you block it?"

No, the answer is no.

This is still not the end!

"Bolverk Gram!"

Following the Warrior King's final cry, Ophelia appeared in front of the four people as if she had teleported, and struck the hilt of the magic sword again with a force greater than the one she had just used to strike it.

The destructive magic power accumulated in the sword completely erupted at this moment, and the gushing flames reached their limit at this moment. The high temperature comparable to the sun made the color of the flame turn white-hot.

Under the power of this attack, Mashu and the three Kamen Riders were blown away, and after spinning in various styles in the air, they fell to the ground, creating four huge deep pits on the ground.

If Mashu hadn't made the final effort to deflect the direction of the treasure, the cabin in the woods behind them would have been swallowed up by the light stream, and Romani and his group would have been completely wiped out. 】

Wave Dodge: Can the sword be used like this?

Ishida Niangniang: Okay, okay, you ancient people all played like this, right? Archers don't play long-range games well, and swordsmen don't play close combat well.

Fever Cat: Although Rosemary sometimes throws the heavy sword as a ranged weapon, she used her fists to shoot the sword. What kind of exaggerated arm strength is this?