Kamen Rider Zi-O, Dimensional Descent

"Red-haired devil? How dare you call me that!"

Momotaros's spirits were not dampened by the heavy rain that made it almost impossible to see anyone else, and he immediately started arguing with Gates again.

Gates smiled, then touched his wrist and looked at Woz.

"Let's charge forward with that spirit!"

"it is good…"

So everyone mustered their courage.

And so, we took that first step forward.

—Bang.

Suddenly, an enormous, long strip emerged from the depths of the street ahead.

"…What?"

When everyone saw what it was, they all showed expressions of shock.

An orange-bodied train with a sharp, fang-like mouth at the front—

"God, the train of God!"

"Impossible! Isn't that thing in the sky?!"

Crack! Crack! Crack! Time and space were torn apart by those enormous, sharp teeth.

The train of gods hurtled directly towards the crowd, instantly tearing apart the surrounding streets.

"Get out of the way!"

Without hesitation, Woz waved his hand, and the scarf-like object carried them all to the rooftop not far away.

But it's not over yet.

Or rather—this is only the beginning of a nightmare.

"…ah!!"

Longtaros suddenly shouted.

Everyone looked in the direction he pointed, and then froze in place.

"Hey, what's going on? All of you suddenly went silent! Where did all that bravado go?!"

Upon seeing this, Momotaros couldn't help but walk over with a mocking expression, and then he too froze on the spot.

"...You must be joking."

In the black sky, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands... beyond countable numbers, dark gold and black shadows constantly moved through the air.

Expand the visuals from cities to countries, continents, the Earth's surface... and even outer space.

Throughout the entire visible range of the Earth, there are countless trains in shades of dark gold and black.

It is a divine train capable of destroying all of time and space, and a ghost train capable of reversing the living and the dead.

Their current number.

It has already surpassed the total population of all people on Earth to date.

"This, this must be a dream... right?"

Momotaros, his lips trembling, plopped down on the ground and said, word by word.

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"So."

Teed the Time Jacker stood on the rooftop, battered by a torrential downpour.

Open your arms to face the world.

"Welcome to the nightmare, the endless nightmare."

Volume 9, The Demon King Appears: Chapter 428 The Final Battle That Decides the Fate of the World

"Urgent Notice: Unexplained natural phenomena are occurring worldwide, affecting cities across various countries. Citizens are urged to..."

"Unusual train-like objects that have suddenly appeared in the sky have begun attacking various cities. Residents are urged to check online or broadcast information and find the nearest shelter if possible..."

"The national military ministries have concluded their discussions, and all countries will dispatch high-powered military equipment to confirm the situation..."

"Three minutes ago, the 45th Division's formation was completely destroyed! At the same time, the tank intercepting force four kilometers away was also destroyed in an instant!"

"Where are the missiles? Didn't we just coordinate with various countries to launch a total of fourteen waves of missiles?!"

"The situation is not yet confirmed—ah…! So, all the missiles have been confirmed…destroyed…"

"The nuclear weapon launch sites are also being damaged! This—an unexplained natural phenomenon is swallowing all the nuclear missiles we launched! No… this is supernatural! Even the successfully detonated nuclear weapons can't harm them in the slightest!!"

"The naval fleet, air force, and ground assault forces... were all wiped out within ten minutes."

"How...is this possible...?"

All of these dialogues are taking place in various locations around the world.

Humanity's technological achievements are utterly useless. Faced with phenomena that have surpassed all imagination, no matter how quickly people evacuate, deploy troops, or launch missile attacks, they are all wiped out.

The origins of the attackers are unknown, as is the reason for their attack. In fact, no one can confirm what kind of power those things are using to attack human civilization.

This is a truly devastating catastrophe.

Soon, cities and countries around the world began to be attacked... Those train-like things streaked down from the sky to the ground, crashing through the earth with their segmented bodies, constantly destroying one city after another.

A distorted phenomenon kept appearing in the sky, which had turned black due to the massive energy overflowing from the dead space—no, it was no longer just the Earth's domain.

This distorted visual phenomenon is now found everywhere, both near Earth and in the far reaches of space.

That was a distortion of spacetime, a riot of spacetime. Logically speaking, it is absolutely impossible for such a strange phenomenon to occur naturally in outer space... but those trains did just that.

The train of the dead, numbering in the billions, relentlessly tears at the spacetime of this world.

"It's...too late!"

People in several cities sat haphazardly on the streets.

Most of them looked terrified. Although officials were trying their best to maintain order during the evacuation, people who were on the verge of despair were no longer able to follow the rules.

"That thing will catch up with us soon, and then no one will be able to escape!"

"Sir! Please accompany us to evacuate immediately. The situation is indeed very dangerous, but as long as we follow the government's instructions, we will definitely be able to overcome this crisis—"

"What good would that do? Don't you understand the situation? Even if we escape into the ground, those things will still tear open the road and kill us!"

"No, sir! The shelter we're about to go to is an ultra-high-pressure nuclear bunker that the government prepared ten years ago. It's several times more secure than a regular shelter! As long as we get there, we'll be fine. Please believe me—!!"

The official in charge of the evacuation had just finished speaking.

About 800 meters away, people were supposed to be heading to that ultra-high-pressure nuclear bunker, which was said to be able to withstand even several nuclear weapons—

At that moment, a dark golden shadow flashed past it quickly.

all of a sudden.

The so-called nuclear bunker was blown to pieces.

Everyone on the street, including those responsible for the evacuation, was stunned into place.

"It's blown up! It's blown up!!"

"We're doomed! Where are we going to take refuge now?!"

"Look up... quick, look up! Debris from the destroyed shelter is falling this way!"

This was just a random collision by the train, yet the damage it caused was enough to wipe out everyone here.

In the black sky, streaks of rain, shimmering with fire, fell, a reflection of the burning debris from the recently blasted shelter.

They were like divine punishment sent down by God upon mankind, like the legendary ruins of Sodom and Gomorrah, with endless rain of sulfur beginning to burn the entire land.

"…Hahaha."

Suddenly, a few people appeared out of nowhere.

They wore maniacal smiles and each held a sign covered in strange writing.

These people didn't care at all about the shelter debris falling from the sky; instead, they held up their signs and wore expectant smiles.

"God has indeed begun to cleanse the sins of this land."

"The true god will soon descend upon this world, and these sinful beings will pay the price for their deeds!"

"God! Do you see?! We are all your faithful believers... We are willing to follow you!"

“Unlike these guys, they deserve to be killed by you, that’s right…! Isn’t that how it is? Isn’t this all Your will, God?!”

"Those magical girls are angels too! They are messengers of God! All those who criticize magical girls and don't understand them are nothing more than the old humans who have been rejected by God!"

"That's right, we are a new kind of human being recognized by God! Look, we don't reject these things, we approve of everything you have done."

"Hehehehe, you want to see my mother killed? I like to see God chop that lowly plant to pieces, and she dares to say I'm delusional? Nonsense! All nonsense!!"

"You all deserved to die! This society and the world are dark; only the future guided by God is bright! God... God will accept us...!"

The people trembled as they looked up at the sky, their faces filled with anticipation as they watched the enormous figure descend from the heavens.

then.

Everyone standing here was taken directly into the space of the dead by a train as black as a skull.

They could neither die nor maintain their living state.

That's exactly how the world is now.

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"That joke went too far."

Still in Mitakihara City, Woz stared at the sky before him.

Now, even the word "hell" can no longer describe the situation before us.

"Just... just destroying a God Train and a Ghost Train is already difficult enough!"

From a direct perspective, the number must be at least over ten thousand vehicles.

Not to mention that the scale is far beyond the Earth... and even has a surplus in outer space.

Even if every single person on Earth were represented by a train, the sheer number of trains wouldn't be enough to count them all... They're all hovering endlessly near this planet.

"Hey... what, what should we do? How do we fight this?!"

Momotaros quickly stood up and called out to them.

Even if he said that…

"Hey you guys, don't stay silent... Hey! It's not over yet! Weren't you just saying you were going to drag that guy out and beat him up? How can you be so discouraged now—"

"…senior."

Putaros's simple sentence completely silenced Momotaros.

He certainly understood, or rather, anyone could understand just how terrible the current situation was.

"How did they manage that...?"

"There's no point in dwelling on that now. The most important thing is, what should we do next?"

No one could come up with a solution; the current situation is simply too unbelievable.

"You lot! There's no time to keep being so down!"

Suddenly, Gates shouted at them.

"Those things have their eyes on us and are already charging this way!"

"What--?"

The group quickly turned around and saw countless shadows, as numerous as stars, hurtling straight toward them.

It is the God's Train, and the Ghost Train that follows closely behind.

If we were to estimate directly, the number that flew over would be... over 100 million.

"Are you kidding me! If it just crashed down like that, the city...wouldn't it be completely destroyed?!"