Kamen Rider Zi-O, Dimensional Descent

Therefore, he was willing to believe in this goddess and to step in to save her.

Just now.

Woz suddenly felt the book in his arms flash with a dazzling light.

"this--"

He was slightly shocked. After opening the book, two deep blue streams of light emerged from it.

They slowly fell into Yan Ming's hands.

"Specter!"

"Brave!"

Yan Ming held the two watch faces, one dark blue and the other sea blue.

Those were warriors who had once done everything in their power to save human lives, and warriors who also fought with the power of the soul.

"It seems... your statement has gained the approval of another group of legendary knights, my Demon King."

Although they were not members of the nineteen legendary Heisei Riders, the power of these two Riders could still elevate Yan Ming to a higher level.

"Then let's go together, my Demon King."

Woz took out the Galaxy End dial, gently pressed the button, and a huge spatial portal appeared in front of the two of them.

Yan Ming gazed at the familiar environment deep within the underworld on the other side of the teleportation portal.

He couldn't help but show a serious expression.

"Then I'll trouble you to lead the way."

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Endless, eerie blue flames scorched everything around them.

The enormous spirits held an overwhelming advantage.

The skeletal hand, as withered and decaying as dead wood, appeared slender, yet it easily grasped the girl's body and held her in mid-air.

"Woo, aha..."

The blonde goddess was helpless.

The weapon, as sharp as a gun, lay on the ground, its luster faded, and her face was filled with an expression of pain.

He gripped the skeletal arm with both hands, struggling helplessly.

The authority belonging to the goddess of the underworld has also completely disappeared.

She no longer possesses any of the divine power she deserves in the underworld; now, she cannot even handle a single rampaging vengeful spirit.

…No, I'm afraid this is no longer the time to discuss combat strength.

A terrifying force, capable of crushing even the soul, was relentlessly assaulting her entire body through the opponent's slender, bony hand.

Click.

"Guaaaaaaaahh ...

Such distorted sounds emanated from the girl's body; the painful screams only pleased the evil spirit, causing it to tighten its grip even more.

not enough.

That alone is not enough to satisfy.

I must... become stronger, strong enough to completely disregard the fact that I am already dead.

There must be more "arrogance".

Ereshkigal's hands trembled as he weakly grasped the bone.

"I'm not reconciled...

What would she be thinking about in her final moments, when she was almost dead?

She wasn't thinking about her own things.

Instead, they were thinking about... the souls of the dead.

She thought that if she died here, no one would be able to manage the underworld anymore, no one would be able to take care of these dead souls... no one would be able to maintain order between the world of the dead and the world of the living.

She didn't want to see people, living or dead, consumed by suffering.

So she was unwilling to accept that she would be destroyed like this, unable to save any more souls.

"Damn it... We haven't even seen the scenery outside yet..."

Before my eyes, I recalled the scenery I had seen not long ago.

It must be that man named Shilun Yanming... those images he showed me, those beautiful landscapes, paintings, realities in the outside world... and those beautiful flowers.

If only I could have even one chance to see it.

If only I could see such beautiful flowers in the underworld... how wonderful that would be!

but.

In these final moments, I encountered a human being with whom I could have a conversation. It was the first time someone had done something like this... It was wonderful.

From an angle unseen by anyone, Ereshkigal smiled.

Her consciousness was already blurred, and both her body and soul were about to be completely destroyed.

So, he seized her vengeful spirit and mercilessly dug his five fingers deep inside.

—Click.

A sound like bones being crushed rang out, a sound that definitively symbolized the final fate of the goddess of the underworld.

That was, a sword flew in from nowhere.

Bang! Then, a figure flew in from mid-air, caught the sword, and instantly severed the arm with a vertical slash.

The painful howl of the evil spirit echoed throughout the depths of the underworld, and the severed arm fell to the ground and vanished into thin air.

The figure caught Ereshkigal as he fell from the sky and returned him to the ground.

The rampaging evil spirit looked ahead with great anger—it saw two people standing there.

One person held a book in their hand, while the other held their goal in their arms.

Even Ereshkigal, who was rescued, had never imagined such a thing would happen.

"Are you alright?"

The exact same voice and greeting as before came to my ears again.

"what…"

She slowly turned her head and looked at the person who had been holding her... The person gently placed her on the ground.

Ereshkigal's eyes flickered slightly as she stared intently at the young man before her.

"So you're still alive..."

“How could my Demon King be threatened by such evil spirits? You don’t need to worry about that.”

Demon King...?

After hearing how Woz addressed Yan Ming, Ereshkigal immediately showed a surprised expression.

"Woz, make sure she's safe for me."

"I understand."

Woz knelt respectfully to one side, while Yan Ming... ignored the huge monster behind him and calmly looked at her.

Ereshkigal, the goddess of the underworld, had countless things she wanted to say at this moment.

"rest assured."

Yan Ming saw all of this.

He crouched down slightly and spoke in a tone that was almost unmistakably convincing.

"Leave it to me."

There's no need to say anything more.

After hearing Yan Ming's words, she felt a warm feeling from the bottom of her heart... a feeling called peace of mind, which made her completely let go of everything.

As long as he stands here, the monster behind him will never be able to harm any innocent soul again.

Boom!! The enraged evil spirit immediately hurled several fireballs at Yan Ming. Without hesitation, he turned around, wielding the Time Limit Sword, and cleaved three fireballs in one strike.

"Zi-O!"

"D·D·D·Decade!"

The two dials were directly attached to the sides of the Time Driver, instantly revealing magenta armor on his entire body.

"Transformation."

At the same time, she was dressed with a brand new watch face.

"Final Form Time! S·S·S·Specter!"

Buzz—! The originally magenta armor changed instantly.

In an instant, Yan Ming's armor changed to a dark blue hooded form, but in the next moment it transformed into a form as deep as an abyss.

His entire body was covered by a purple and silver hood and armor, and the three-dimensional text on his chest turned into dark purple text, which also changed the image on the LCD screen.

Decade: Abyss Soul Armor

"As expected of my Demon King! Even using the power that doesn't belong to the nineteen knights, you can still bring out all their powerful forms!"

The Decade Ridewatch contains data on all the Kamen Riders, so it can theoretically enhance the power of any installed Ridewatch to the various forms the user desires.

Wozniak was in high spirits. He opened the book and came up behind him with a hearty laugh.

"Rejoice! The time-traveling king who has inherited the power of all knights, transcends time and space, and knows the past and the future!"

"Wh-what?"

"Its name is Kamen Rider Zi-O Decade Armor Specter Form! At this very moment, it is time for him to freely utilize the new Rider to take another step forward!"

"What? What? What is this man suddenly shouting?!"

Ereshkigal, standing to the side, looked at Woz with great confusion and even a hint of fright.

However, these are no longer the main points.

At this moment, Yan Ming's figure suddenly flew forward.

Thump—!

A fist wreathed in deep purple flames slammed out.

The immense force slammed his body, which had been floating in mid-air, down to the ground in one fell swoop. At the same time, Yan Ming gripped his tailbone tightly with both hands.

As if being dragged... the ghost's body was flung away.

As it was being flung away, the ghost seemed unwilling to give up. It opened its mouth wide and gathered almost all of its power forward.

That was a powerful beam of light that seemed to have gathered the blessings of the entire underworld.

The aftershocks of the beam ripped through the surrounding ground, causing the entire underworld to tremble deeply.

However, Yan Ming simply pressed a button on the watch face at his waist.

"S·S·S·Specter! Final Attack Time Break!"

Deep purple flames gathered at his feet.

He leaped into the air, launching himself into a flying kick to meet the pillar of light head-on.

Even light, which possessed the authority of the entire underworld, was instantly shattered by Yan Ming's kick.

That's already the best we can do.

The immense power tore the pillar of light apart like fragments, and the final blow struck the evil spirit directly in the chest.

Power surged through his body, and the enormous evil spirit roared in agony, its destructive power constantly exploding from within.

However, Yan Ming also replaced the watch face on his waist.