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Chapter 391 Crisis in the Rider Build World

In the world of Extreme Fox, in the desolate wilderness.

In the stillness of the night, a fire flickered gently, casting a faint warmth into the cold air and illuminating two silent figures nearby.

"Cough, cough"

Jinghe coughed violently a few times and slowly opened his eyes.

He looked slightly tired, his face was as pale as paper, and his chest was heaving.

He felt a burning pain all over his body, almost causing him to lose consciousness again.

Jinghe raised his head slightly and saw Hidaka Hitoshi sitting by the fire not far away.

The figure was calm and composed, sitting quietly as if deep in thought.

His profile, illuminated by the firelight, appeared even more stern, yet subtly revealed a kind of indescribable gentleness.

"Did you save me?"

Jinghe's voice was low and hoarse, yet it carried a hint of doubt and complexity.

He never expected that, at the crucial moment, the person who would save him would be Hidaka Hitoshi, who was originally just an ally with whom he had only a relationship of mutual benefit.

Hitoshi Hidaka nodded slightly: "Yes."

Jinghe's eyes were complicated as she struggled to sit up a little straighter: "Our relationship is just a temporary collaboration."

"Even if I do defeat the Goddess of Creation, I will not allow you to continue invading my world."

Jinghe put it very directly.

He wasn't being ungrateful; rather, he wanted to remind Hidaka Hitoshi that they were destined to be on opposing sides in the future.

Nevertheless, he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled as to why Hidaka Hitoshi would risk his life to save him.

Upon hearing this, Hidaka Hitoshi remained silent for a moment, then suddenly revealed a rare smile.

The smile was somewhat serene, somewhat relieved, yet it seemed to carry a hint of kindness and tolerance that had never been shown before.

"I know,"

"I never intended to continue invading your world."

Jing He was slightly taken aback, a hint of surprise in his expression: "Hmm? What do you mean?"

Hidaka Hitoshi slowly raised his head, his gaze fixed on the leaping flames, his expression becoming distant and complex: "The reason why the Nine Realms launched a counterattack is only to prevent similar tragedies from happening again in the future."

“You may not believe it, but in essence, I don’t like fighting, and I’m even less willing to get involved in meaningless wars.”

Jinghe listened quietly, his gaze complex and puzzled.

This seemingly cold person is now revealing emotions that are quite unexpected.

Hidaka Hitoshi remained silent for a moment, as if lost in some kind of memory, before saying, "Actually... I used to be a demon."

"ghost?"

Jinghe repeated the sentence with slight surprise, then fell silent and listened quietly.

Hidaka Hitoshi's voice rang out slowly, carrying a calming warmth: "Back then, what I pursued was protection and peace, not power and struggle."

He paused briefly, then continued, "But later, the Nine Realms faced an unprecedented threat of destruction. We had no choice but to unite and fight back, and ultimately, we were forced to take the path we are on today."

Jinghe fell silent. He had never imagined that this once aloof and serious man harbored such a heavy and complex past.

A moment later, Hidaka Hitoshi turned his head, the smile on his face slowly fading, and his expression became extremely solemn: "Your injuries are difficult to treat."

Jinghe frowned slightly and subconsciously looked down at his chest.

He felt an extremely strange power within his body, rapidly eroding his body and consciousness.

He could even vaguely sense that this force was penetrating the timeline of cause and effect, eroding his own existence in other dimensions.

Hidaka Hitoshi continued, "The viral energy within you is extremely peculiar. It is an extremely insidious data-corroding power that can penetrate causality and hunt you down in the multiverse."

Jinghe frowned, a deep chill rising in his heart.

He recalled the eerie data glow he had experienced when he tried to kill Speaker Tsumuri, which was now the source of his being consumed.

Hidaka Hitoshi seemed to read his thoughts, and his eyes became even more serious: "The power she possesses is not like the divine power of your world, but rather more like the void power that was once sealed away in the legends of the Nine Realms."

"Nothingness. What is that?"

Jinghe muttered to himself.

"Rumor has it that it's related to Oma Zi-O."

Oma Zi-O?

This was the first time Jinghe had heard of this concept.

"The Oma Twilight Saga will produce various Demon Lords, but only one Demon Lord will ultimately prevail. The power of nothingness is the power of one of the defeated Demon Lords."

The defeated demon king.
Jinghe fell silent; he could feel the power within him eroding him every moment.

He knew he had to find a way to break free from this power as soon as possible, or endless destruction awaited him.

"Is there any way to completely eradicate this power?"

Hidaka Hitoshi was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "It is possible, but very difficult."

"what way?"

"There is a legendary power in the Nine Realms, known as the Purest Kindness."

Hidaka Hitoshi explained.
"This is a power of hope formed from the purest goodwill of the Nine Realms, capable of healing any form of erosion and corruption, and even reversing the deepest causal curses." "Pure goodwill."

Where is that power now? How can we obtain it?

Hitoshi Hidaka shook his head.
"Pure goodwill remains a legend. No one can be completely certain where it is, how to obtain it, or even whether it truly exists. However, the fact that you were able to withstand a complete annihilation and still stand up to chat with me shows that you possess the power related to pure goodwill."

Related to pure goodwill?

"Even ordinary Kamen Riders, or even gods, might not be able to withstand that power."

Hidaka Hitoshi looked at Keiwa: "Perhaps there are entanglements between the causal threads within you and pure goodwill."

Is this the store manager?
If we're talking about pure goodwill, in Jinghe's understanding, only the store manager in this world can reach that level.

Create the world.

Inside the towering Tokyo Research Institute.

"Cough, cough!"

Jinghe suddenly coughed violently, his already pale face becoming even more unsightly, even turning slightly bluish-purple.

His body trembled slightly, and strange black lines appeared on his arms, spreading like vines, exuding endless coldness and eeriness.

"Jinghe!"

Noticing his unusual behavior, Katsuragi Takumi quickly stepped forward and steadied the swaying Jinghe. His brow furrowed, his expression becoming unusually grave: "What happened?"

Jinghe struggled to sit up, his expression pained, and said, "I don't know either, but it seems like there's a force corroding my body. This force... it's too strange!"

The corrosive power of nothingness is not only affecting the future Jinghe, but is also mercilessly beginning to devour the modern Jinghe, and his body in the world of Creation.

The corrosive power of this terrifying force has even transcended the limitations of time and space.

Ge Chengqiao stared intently at Jing He's condition, his expression growing increasingly grim.

In the world of cycling, Jinghe has become their only hope against Eberl.

Recently, ever since a part of Ebert's consciousness seemed to have gone wrong in another world, he has completely torn off his disguise and no longer hides his ambition and power.

He frantically absorbed dark energy, constantly fusing with the strange power of the vampires, and even fused his own dark power with the vampire origin to the extreme.

Eberl's current strength is more terrifying than ever before, and the entire Rider Build world is almost gripped by fear of his impending large-scale attack.

The only person who could rival him was Keiwa, a disciple of Takumi Onoue.

But now, Jinghe is in such a dangerous situation, which undoubtedly makes the flame of hope in the world of Riders gradually dim.

Just as Jinghe was about to say something more, a deafening roar suddenly resounded throughout the entire Eastern Capital.

Thick, dark clouds rolled in at an incredible speed, quickly covering the entire city and completely swallowing up the daytime sunlight, as if a giant black hole had opened its gaping maw, greedily trying to devour everything.

Accompanied by this suffocating sense of oppression, Ebert's figure slowly appeared in the void.

He hovered in mid-air, his entire body enveloped in a strange and domineering dark power.

The surrounding space was constantly distorted and deformed by his appearance, forming a series of constantly rotating black holes.

The cold gaze fell directly on Jinghe.

"Hehehe, it seems you're not in good shape, Jinghe."

"Since that's the case, let me take this opportunity to completely eliminate you!"

Before he finished speaking, his power surged rapidly, and an extremely terrifying black hole energy instantly condensed, as if it could bring destruction at any moment.

Jinghe gritted his teeth, trying to steady himself, but felt waves of intense pain sweeping over him, making it almost impossible for him to move an inch.

He was completely unable to unleash his former power, let alone fight against Eberth, whose strength was terrifying to the extreme.

Just at this critical moment, several figures quickly blocked Jinghe's path.

Kazumi Saruwatari, Takumi Katsuragi, and Takumi Onoe's younger brother Masato Handa all stepped forward without hesitation.

"you.!"

"Run! You're no match for him!"

Ge Chengqiao's face was resolute, and his tone was unusually calm: "Jinghe, now is not the time to be stubborn. You are our only hope."

Saruwatari Kazumi chimed in, "That's right, Junior Brother Keiwa. Your existence is more important than any of ours. At least for this moment, let's hold off Ebert for you."

Handa Masato's expression was cold and stern as he calmly said, "As the gears operate, they release even stronger nebula energy."

Jinghe watched their retreating figures, her heart filled with intense struggle.

He knew full well how terrifying Eberst's strength was now, and that his companions would not be able to hold out for long.

If they fail, only utter darkness and destruction await the world of Ride Build.

However, at this moment, he had no choice at all. He could only grit his teeth, silently gather his strength, and try to regain control of the power within his body that had been eroded by the power of nothingness.

In mid-air, Ebert looked at these tiny humans before him, his gaze growing even colder.
As he spoke, he slightly raised his hand, and a jet-black energy ball quickly condensed, instantly crashing down on everyone.

Without hesitation, Kazumi Saruwatari charged forward, wielding his weapon and striking with all his might. The powerful force barely managed to disperse the energy cluster.

However, he was also violently thrown away by the recoil, crashing heavily to the ground, blood gushing from the corner of his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, Katsuragi Takumi and Handa Masato rushed forward, attempting to launch an attack from different angles.

But no matter how hard they tried, they could only barely delay Eberl's offensive, and could not cause any real damage.

Seeing his companions getting injured one after another, Jinghe was extremely anxious.

At this moment, Eberl revealed a cruel smile; he was determined to eliminate this entire group here today.
(End of this chapter)