Kamen Rider Evolution.

Gulemlin no longer had the strength to look back to see if the enemy was chasing him.

If he turned his head and looked back at this moment, he would find that the pupils of all the phantoms that had turned into humans had turned golden in an instant.

"Gremlin, no, I should call you Takigawa Sora."

Medusa clasped her arms, and her purple gauze dress was dancing slowly in the breeze.

She was waiting for him right in front of Gulemlin's escape.

"Erina, you are really smart. Now you can become stronger again." Guremlin said a little tiredly.

This time he was really dead, as Medusa's power was not something he could shake while he was injured.

"It's not that I'm smart, I'm just waiting for you here according to the script." Medusa showed an unusually beautiful smile.

"Varied…"

Before Gulemlin could finish his words, his body was covered with a grayish-white color.

There was still a trace of fear on his face, as if he knew something but couldn't say it.

He was petrified, and his bright eyes instantly turned into cold stone.

The gray eyes looked up at the azure sky, as if asking the sky a final question.

Why? He just wanted to evolve, why did he end up like this?

Finally, the flesh on his body turned into powder and scattered in the forest behind him. The phantom, which was born from the little tree spirit, slowly disintegrated in the forest.

The Guremlin who struggled desperately to obtain the Philosopher's Stone and evolve died.

Chapter 427 Desire

As the sun sets in the west, the fiery red disk slowly falls towards the end of the road. The originally clean and bright sky is now covered with a faint red glow. The scattered sunlight shines through the burnt yellow leaves, casting mottled spots of light on the tree trunks.

The yellow-brown squirrel was finishing a day's work, running on the slightly broad branches with a pine cone in its arms.

The gentle breeze made the leaves dance slowly in the red curtain. The woman in the purple gauze skirt looked into the shadows deep in the woods, but in the end she saw nothing.

The white mist brought by the wind cast a shadow over the place and gradually engulfed her elegant figure. When the white mist dissipated, nothing was left.

Medusa moved her long legs as she walked through the foggy woods. She couldn't see her hand in front of her face. The fog reduced visibility to an unacceptable level. It was like walking into the territory of some horrible monster that only existed in legends.

Even those adventurers in this world who are proficient in surviving in all kinds of extreme environments, if they insist on going deeper, will eventually be trapped and killed in this forest filled with white fog. The environment here is not something they can break through.

At this moment, a hint of purple spread out from the white mist, and the magical fluctuations flashed by. At the same time, the white mist that originally covered the sky and made it impossible to tell the direction melted away in an instant like snow facing the sun. I don't know when a beautifully decorated two-story duplex villa appeared out of thin air.

Medusa looked at the two-story duplex villa built deep in the woods. The originally flickering light on her body gradually dimmed. She walked lightly on the steps, and her face was reflected with a hint of nervousness.

She paused slightly in front of the gate, took a deep breath, and gently pushed open the door of the villa.

The sound of the door opening did not alarm anyone, it was as quiet as if it was just a breeze blowing.

Medusa gently stroked the patterned wooden railing and walked on the spiral staircase with the quietest sound in her life until she reached the end of the room.

She stood in front of the door of the room and gently pushed open the door to the deepest part of the villa.

A very young man was sitting on an ordinary chair in the room, looking leisurely at the information recording magic in his hand.

Those bright eyes were like the brightest gems, seeming to be burning in the sunlight coming through the glass window.

Even though Medusa was used to seeing men like this in the past few days, she couldn't help but feel in awe.

"The hunting game has ended, Guremlin is dead, and the Eye of Medusa petrified him and made him a part of this world." Medusa walked to the man and knelt down, a serious look on her face.

"Well done, Medusa. What reward do you want?" The man gripped the edge of the page and flipped it gently. His tone was rather calm, and he was not at all surprised by Guremlin's death.

Guremlin's death was the choice of fate, but there was a slight difference in the way he died. Being petrified was at least more painful than being dismembered by the Phantom.

Actually, he was very merciful.

In the battle between National Security Section 0 and the magician Haruto Soshin, the Phantom Army was repelled and disappeared from public view. At least that's what the internal report of the Metropolitan Police Department wrote.

"I just want to stay with the Sage forever, at least until you get your next assistant." Medusa expressed her wish.

Jiang Xia shifted his gaze from the magic information in front of him and looked at Medusa kneeling in the shadow on the ground. There should be no other phantom who could respect the sage as much as Medusa did based on her own will.

"Then you have to work hard. I have a lot of followers around me. They are much more powerful than you are now. Although your loyalty is a plus, you are still far behind them." Jiang Xia said encouragingly.

Hearing her master's words, Medusa raised her head and looked at Jiang Xia seriously with her beautiful lavender eyes: "Sage, please tell me, what should I do to be qualified to stand by your side?"

Staying with the Sage is her only and most important wish in this life, and she really wants to be with him forever.

"There are many humans in this world. The total population of Tokyo only accounts for a few hundredths of the Earth's population, and the number of magicians is much smaller than that of humans. So how many people on the entire Earth are there who are desperate and happen to be qualified to be magicians?"

"What do you mean?" Medusa was a little surprised.

They have a lot of phantoms now, but proportionally, there are still many phantoms hidden in human society in this world, not to mention that their lifespan is longer than that of humans.

So over such a long period of time, it is hard to imagine how many hidden phantoms there are in human society. Their numbers and abilities are very astonishing.

The world is so big that the phantom attack at Toriisaka might be just a trivial sentence in the history of magicians by comparison.

"Try to recruit as many phantoms hiding in human society as possible. I believe their number is much greater than you think. This is the new game." Jiang Xia said softly, holding his chin with his hand.

"I understand, sage, I will try my best." Medusa lowered her head a little deeper.

In addition to the phantoms that appear at the Magic Banquet, there are other phantoms that are born out of the host's own despair. These phantoms are often very powerful and possess many special abilities.

For example, the Ogre Phantom can devour other Phantoms to gain their abilities, which is very similar to Jiang Xia.

Medusa, who has evolved and has the ability to see through magic, is the perfect person to carry out this mission.

"You should step down first. You can command the phantoms participating in the game." Jiang Xia looked up at the clock hanging on the wall and then turned to look at Medusa who was looking down. "Don't let me down."

Medusa nodded solemnly, her body slowly blending into the shadows on the floor.

"The time is almost up, and it's time to reap the fruits of our labor." Jiang Xia calculated the time and put away the magic book in his hand.

These are all Di Muzou's legacy, including methods of using the magic of artificial phantom and witch's banquet. Looking at these materials, I once again admire him, he is truly a rare genius.

A pale golden magic circle appeared out of thin air above Jiang Xia, wrapping Jiang Xia's body with magic power.

"So cute, Xiao Li." Rinko Daimon's eyes lit up when she saw Fueki Li Li walking out of the fitting room wearing Lolita style clothes.

The petite girl, wearing a white Lolita, with her soft long black hair braided into a pigtail, and her cute little face and skin so white that it is almost transparent, is as elegant as a princess living in a fairy tale world.

She is so cute that Rinko Daimon wants to hold her in her arms and kiss her hard.

Of course, it is human nature to feel pity and joy when encountering lovely things.

Ever since Dimu Li's magic replenishment problem was solved, the two of them often went shopping together.

Now they are in a store that specializes in Lolita styles. As for why they come here, of course it is because there is a princess who is most suitable for wearing Lolita next to them.

"Yeah." Di Muli nodded gently, and her reflection appeared in the bright mirror.

Sunny and lively, those shining eyes are filled with happiness and joy.

She found that the loneliness and emptiness in her heart were gradually filled. At the same time, her body became stronger as time passed. She could run and jump. The new heart gave her a healthy body and vitality.

She is no longer the person who needs to be clocked up and force herself to be happy all day long.

The discomfort, doubt and fear in my heart have all disappeared. Now the shadow in my heart has completely disappeared, and there will no longer be any feelings of giving up or sadness.

Chapter 428 Resurrection

Fumu Riki looked at Rinko Daimon who was smiling at her in the mirror. She smiled back at him, her eyes shining brightly like the morning sun, as if there were stars shining.

The clothes here are all very nice and she likes them all, but she is just not used to them recently.

"Come on, Xiaoli, try this one again." Rinko Daimon picked out another light pink Lolita dress from the hanger next to her, but compared to the white one she was wearing, this one was a lot more complicated in style, and it also had a red hat.

Obviously, Rinko Daimon wanted Fueki Riki to try out all the beautiful clothes here. This is probably the reason why girls go shopping or love dressing up.

After all, who can resist a beautiful, doll-like girl putting on new clothes?

"Yeah." Dimu Li looked at the new clothes in his hand with a smile, and prepared to go into the locker room.

But just as Dimu Li took the new clothes, the philosopher's stone inside her body that was constantly absorbing magical power suddenly emitted a strange wave, which caused her movements to stop instantly.

The lavender magic power penetrated her whole body at an extremely fast speed. At the same time, her heart began to beat wildly, and all the blood in her body seemed to be concentrated in her chest.

She felt weaker than ever before, as if all the magic power in her body had been suddenly drained away, and she didn't even have the strength to stand or speak.

My health has just improved a lot and I can live a normal life for a few days, but now I have to start replenishing my magic power again.

Her eyes went dark, and the new dress she had just taken slipped down, with the red flower pattern on it hidden under the white tiles.

Di Muli lost his strength, staggered back a few steps, and then fell backwards.

When Rinko Daimon saw this scene, time seemed to slow down. She stretched out her hand and tried to pull Fumu Riki who was about to fall, but she missed. The bright mirror reflected her panicked and frightened expression.

"Xiao Li!"

"Change!"

Just when Dimu Li was about to fall to the ground, the dazzling magic circle and the chanting voice suddenly sounded.

Under the astonished eyes of Rinko Daimon, a magician slowly walked out of the golden magic circle engraved with complex magic patterns.

He was wearing a white haori with straps made of rings on each shoulder.

The white magician used his right hand with the magic ring to gently support the falling Dimu Li, and at the same time stretched out his left hand to her knees, and gently held the unconscious Dimu Li in his arms.

The long hair that was originally braided also fell apart at this time, slowly drooping like a black waterfall.

Just like a life-saving straw in despair, it always appears at the most critical moment.

"White Magician, shouldn't you have solved Xiao Li's physical problem last time? Why has it become like this now?" When Rinko Daimon saw Fumu Li in Jiang Xia's arms, she first breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked cautiously.

"Last time, I only helped her get rid of the problem of needing magic all the time, but this cannot completely revive Xiao Li. She still needs a little help."

Jiang Xia lowered his head to sense the physical condition of Di Muli who was lying in his arms. The magic power flowing everywhere was now being gathered in the Philosopher's Stone.

The magic power that once flowed through his blood vessels has now completely disappeared. Having lost the magic power supply from the Philosopher's Stone, Dimu Li is now heading towards death.

The only good thing now is that the Philosopher's Stone has become very pure, and the fused souls have now been separated.

"resurrection?"

Rinko Daimon realized that what Jiang Xia called Diemuki's body was not treatment or replenishment of magic power, but resurrection.

Only someone who is dead can use the word resurrection, and it can only mean one thing - the lively and lovely Di Mu Li in front of her is dead.

The dead are resurrected. Magic can actually bring the dead back to life!

Jiang Xia glanced at the shocked Daimon Rinko, thinking that this information would be told to everyone in Menyingtang through her mouth.

But this is no big deal. It cannot be considered the true resurrection of the dead, because souls exist in this world, and there is also the concept of reincarnation.

Whether you know it or not, this is the fact. It is not difficult to find Dimu Li's medical records, and the same is true of the fact that she is dead.

Jiang Xia walked into the magic circle holding Di Muli. Like a drop of water merging into the sea, the opened teleportation magic circle disappeared in the slight ripples.

"Wait..." Rinko Daimon only realized it at this moment, but by the time she took action, the magic circle had disappeared.

"Haruto, the situation is urgent now. The white magician has taken Xiaoli away."

Regardless of whether what the white magician said was true or false, at least they should be informed of the detailed information. Such random actions are simply kidnapping.

"I understand. My familiars have already started investigating. Don't worry that the white magician will harm Riki." After receiving the call, Haruto Soma comforted Rinko Daimon and told her to be at ease. At the same time, he sent more familiars to look for Riki Fueki.

The information gap is so huge that they know almost nothing, and no matter what the other party does, they never understand the reason.

As night falls, a spark lights up from the dark building, just like the fuse of a firecracker being lit. The lights in the entire city all emit dazzling light following this fuse, making it a city that never sleeps.

Toriisaka is a place similar to an altar, surrounded by structures similar to Stonehenge. In the center of these stone pillars that form the original shape, Dimu Li lies flat on the altar with his eyes closed and his hands crossed, like Sleeping Beauty.

Of course, this was the location Dimu Zou chose to hold the second Witch Banquet, and now it is just the right place to resurrect Dimu Li.

But this time there is no witch feast, only a girl who is about to be reborn.

When Jiang Xia injected power into the center of the altar, the golden magic gem stored in Dimu Li's body suddenly emitted light.

Dimu Li's body shook violently, and the energy of the Philosopher's Stone slowly gathered above her body, finally forming a crystal clear purple gem.

Jiang Xia stretched out his hand and the gem fell into his hand like a tired bird returning to its nest.

He gently held the purple gem in his hand and applied a little force. The gem suddenly emitted a powerful heartbeat, and a powerful energy wave instantly spread throughout Toriisaka.

The Philosopher's Stone emitted a light like a meteor, and all of its powerful magic power gathered in Jiang Xia's hands.

He opened his palm, and the crystal clear gem had disappeared, replaced by a strange purple magic ring called the Magic Ring of Hope.