I'm really not Kamen Rider

Chapter 526: Black God is behind the Heavenly Desire Grand Prix, right? And is he playing a trick on me?
The competition started even faster than Tiandao had imagined. The game began almost on the third day after he got the driver and the core.

The driver is the hardware for logging into the game, while the ID core represents the symbol of identity, making it convenient for others to know what your image is like after entering the game.

Tiandao had seen the appearance of the Kamen Riders participating in this game, so of course he would not be surprised by that image.

But when he activated the belt and put on the core, the same data turbulence appeared on his body, but then, the transmitted data stream was shattered, and even a wisp of white smoke came out of the belt and the ID core.

As a result, Tiandao also felt that his soul was being pried open a little.

"Is this thing... able to bind souls?" Tiandao stroked his chin as he looked at the belt on his waist, thinking, "Is it really something that only exists in the new era? This is similar to the setting of the novel I just read a few days ago."

That’s right, the novel that Tiandao was talking about was none other than the light novel from a certain day - Sword Art Online!
He had seen the date on this thing and found that it had been serialized since 2002, but he lived in the year 2000, which was still two years before the novel was serialized, so he didn't know this.

Only in this era did Tiandao see this when he was bored, and there were even many other interesting things.

It is obvious that with the development of the times, the entertainment industry is becoming more and more colorful.

So this Desire Grand Prix is ​​the same game as in Sword Art Online?

Is it the kind where the soul enters the competition and the body in the real world is a vegetable?

This would be a bit troublesome, after all, Tiandao is the cultivation of mental energy, and his soul is so strong that even a BOSS like the King of Creation cannot shake him.

A mere game cannot bind his soul.

But only if you really do this will the Heavenly Dao understand. Putting aside the reasons mentioned above, first of all, the Desire Driver cannot pass the level of Xingtian Armor.

Desire Drive: Binding the Contestants…

Xingtian Armor: You are a jerk! Get out!
That's roughly what it means.

The Xingtian Armor, which was bound to the soul of Tiandao, was so angry that it jumped up and down, just like a mistress who suddenly broke into the house to assert her sovereignty.

Tiandao was a little distressed, but then he found a solution, which was to activate the Eight Displacement, condense the eight phantoms into one, transforming it into a mental energy clone, and further compress his own mental energy.

The mind-energy clone was formed, and the sins of all demons accumulated in Tiandao's body immediately reacted, showing signs of being eager to try.

With the help of part of the power of the Sin of Demons and the contraction of willpower, Tiandao turned the binding of the desire drive into a mark, engraved it in the sea of ​​consciousness, and embedded it in the body.

If you really can't understand it, you can think of this as a promise made by the scumbag to his mistress.

For example, I will buy you this today and that tomorrow, and you are the only one I am talking about outside.

It’s not bad anyway.

The mind-energy clone took over the desire-driver and wore it around his waist. Tiandao multitasked and drove the clone perfectly.

Tiandao successfully activated the ID core by binding the soul of the ID core into a soul identification. The data stream of transmission nature enveloped his body again and sent it away in an instant.

Because he had been teleported many times, Tiandao had long been accustomed to seeing the endless stream of data jumping and flashing in front of his eyes, and then... his eyes lit up, and an empty floating device in the sky appeared in front of Tiandao.

The hexagonal base acts as the earth, forming a pedestal large enough for everyone to stand on. The stone pillars standing on the left and right sides radiate electric currents, limiting the surroundings to a certain range.

Outside, the blue sky and white clouds make for a gentle, sunny day that makes one feel relaxed.

Three huge metal structures made of diamond-shaped golden metals were slowly rotating, as if showing the power of this kind of venue and how terrifying a force was needed to achieve it.

If you see this place somewhere else, you will probably think it is the residence of the gods.

But now, this place is full of chattering people. From the perspective of Heaven, there are civil engineering guys who have not taken off their helmets, brick-moving guys with calloused hands, well-dressed white-collar workers, and even young guys in pajamas.

There are all kinds of people, so diverse and varied that you can't find any duplicates.

"Welcome everyone here!" Tsumurai's unique image and beautiful face gave some comfort to those who were emotionally disturbed by her presence here.

After attracting everyone's attention, Tsumurai continued, "I'm Tsumurai, the guide of this game!"

Standing on the raised platform, Tsumurai made sure everyone could see her, and explained to herself: "Now our world is under threat from evil demons. We don't know where they come from, nor do we know what their purpose is."

Listening to the noisy sounds of people around him whispering to each other because of Tsumuri's words, Tiandao hid in the crowd calmly and listened to Tsumuri's introduction.

Although he knew that Tsumurai's words were just polite talk, Tiandao still wanted to hear more.

"In order to stop the evildoers' atrocities and save the world from their hands, the Desire Grand Prix was born!"

Tsumurai raised one hand high and looked at everyone with a happy smile on her face.

However, in the eyes of the people around him, there was either confusion or astonishment, or disdain or amazement, but no one agreed.

"Uh..." Tsumurai put down her hand awkwardly, and her voice unconsciously became a little softer: "I'm sure everyone is thinking, what is this place? What's going on? Questions like that."

"It's normal to have such doubts." Tsumuri took a deep breath and continued, "All of this is to protect this world."

"In order to make people forget the tragedy brought by the evil demons and live a peaceful life, at the moment when the Desire Grand Prix ends, people's memories will be reset, and only those who have obtained the ID core will have their memories restored."

Under Tiandao's gaze, the expressions of many people around him changed inexplicably, and some people even touched the belts around their waists unconsciously, as if they felt the same way as Tsumurai said.

So... memory erasure is real?

"You are all chosen people. You will become Kamen Riders and fight against evil demons."

"In addition, those who perform well in battle and win will become the God of Desire, and gain the power to reshape the world into the image of their own imagination."

Heavenly Dao:?
Not to mention how much conversation the people around him had caused because of Tsumuri's words, even Tiandao himself found this matter ridiculous.

The right to reshape the world?
Isn't this no different from the Creator God?
Can such a game allow people to gain power comparable to that of the God of Creation?
Is this world too crazy or is my Shenshan Tiandao still asleep?

Although it is only the right to reshape the world, and only once, it also implicitly reveals one thing, that is, the person behind the scenes who dominates this game has the power to create world-class things.

According to Heaven's understanding, there is a black god standing behind this game.

…Wait a minute, could it really be the Black God?
Tiandao had no doubt about Black God's ability, and he didn't even doubt that Black God could create a world specifically to tease him.

Because Black God really has this ability.

"So please fill in your wishes on the wish cards in your hands."

Tsumurai spoke with a smile, and to match it, a white card with a black background and a feather pen suddenly appeared in the hands of the contestants.

Heaven is no exception, but making a wish...

He was really unsure for a moment.

(End of this chapter)