DC: I, Kamen Rider, am not a sorcerer

Chapter 200 is rather morbidly humorous, or perhaps a fateful showdown (Please subscribe and vote).

The members of the Teen Titans all found their own adversaries. Whether by coincidence or not, the number of supervillains from the Crime Syndicate world was exactly the same as the number of Teen Titans members here.

"Harley? No, you're not Harley!"

Looking at the woman in front of him, who was wearing a black robe, had a strange smile on her face, and had pigtails with red and blue ends on each side, and had a face that was both familiar and unfamiliar, Dick couldn't help but frown slightly.

“I am Ophelia, the Dark Apostle.”

The eerie smile on her face remained unchanged. The woman, who had the exact same face as Harley whom Dick knew, but called herself Ophelia, slowly took out a Kemica stained with black from her bosom.

As the sound effect of the Dark Kraken rang out, a black and red light instantly enveloped Ophelia's body completely. When the light dissipated, she had transformed into a monster with eight tentacle arms wrapped around her body and black and red stripes on her body—Dark Kraken Malgarm.

"Another doll created by Zessaie? You bastard who toys with life! Heal!"

After hearing Ophelia's self-introduction, Dick, who had already received Isaac's explanation, naturally understood the identity of the person in front of him: a dark puppet created by a dark alchemist using a dying person.

After unable to resist cursing a certain dark alchemist, Dick quickly pulled out the Fear Driver, put it on his waist, swiped the Steam Train Copy Kemica across the reading device, inserted it into the driver, pulled the lever, and shouted the transformation slogan.

As the familiar whistle sounded, the black steam train emerged from its drive unit, wreathed in dark purple flames, circled around Dick's body once, and then crashed into him.

Orange-yellow flames erupted from all over Dick's body, and jet-black bones emerged from the flames behind Dick, then tightly enveloped his body. Amidst the sound of shattering explosions, the flames and bones exploded simultaneously, revealing the terrifying form of Kamen Rider.

After transforming, Dick immediately ducked to avoid the tentacles that were attacking him. He was quite experienced in dealing with tentacles.

While dodging, Dick swiftly retrieved the replica of the Sky Samurai Bushido, swiped it across the reading device, and placed it into the inverted distiller. The black samurai sword 'Bloody AB' quickly took shape in his hand.

He mobilized the destructive energy within his body and poured it into 'Bloody AB'. Then, he slashed at the tentacle that reached out from behind him. However, the katana, which could cut through a tank, could only leave a small nick on the tentacle.

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"Are you my counterpart? Why does your face look like this?"

Deep in the Amazon rainforest, Lex stared at the man opposite him who looked exactly like him, but whose face was half disfigured, and asked in a deep voice.

“I am the Dark Apostle—Desmeus. Do not lump me in with you lowly humans.”

Upon hearing Lex's words, Desmeus, who looked exactly like him, let out a slightly disdainful laugh, revealing a look of contempt for ordinary people.

Before Lex could react to his words, Desmeus pulled the jet-black Camika from the pocket of his white robe. Black and red light emanated from both him and Camika, then quickly merged together. After a sound effect of 'DOCTORKOZO', the black and red light gradually dissipated, revealing a monster with a white coat stained with red, yellow, and blue, three-colored tubes on its body, and a main body composed of black and red stripes. Its name was Dr. Dark Malgarm.

"The Dark Doll, what a bastard with a twisted sense of humor."

Looking at the monster that Desmeus had transformed into, Lex shook his head slightly. He had also obtained some information from a certain old bat, so he naturally knew what the so-called Dark Apostle was.

"Lex, do you need help?"

After carefully sensing the aura emanating from Dr. Malgarm, Vandal Savage frowned slightly, turned to his ally, and asked a question.

"No need, I'll let him rest in peace myself. It'll be a good opportunity to test my company's product. Although this key isn't quite right for me, I'll make do with it for now."

After politely declining Vandal Savage's offer, Lex pulled out a slightly oddly shaped short gun and a silver belt with a black base from his pocket.

"ShotRiser!"

After fastening his belt and securing the pistol, or rather, the firing mechanism, to the holster, Lex took out a rather thick electronic key card from his green suit pocket and gently pressed the activation switch.

"Bullet!"

As the activation sound played, Lex inserted the item called the Prototype Ascendant Key into the Shooting Ascendant, and with a gentle push of his finger, the Prototype Ascendant Key unfolded.

Rhythmic music began to play, and Lex gently pulled the trigger of the Amplifier while shouting a command set according to the prototype. Blue energy bullets shot out from the muzzle, circled around him once, and then crashed into his body.

"Shotrise! Shooting Wolf! The elevation increases as the bullet is fired."

As the transformation sound effect played, the high-speed generator unfolded around Lex's body, and the armor compressed within it was quickly released and donned onto Lex's body.

A moment later, by analyzing the data of a certain Gochad and then combining it with the technology developed by LexCorp, their own Kamen Rider appeared on the spot. Their entire body was based on blue and white armor, and their heads had a style that resembled a wild wolf.

"The armor's molding speed is still too slow and needs further improvement."

Lex, who had been silently calculating the armor's formation time, shook his head slightly and muttered something to himself with some dissatisfaction. Then he looked up at Dr. Malgarm, who was still standing in place, completely enveloped in a dark shadow and unable to move.

Just as Lex looked at Dr. Malgarm, the black shadow that had been binding him quickly retreated from his body and returned to the feet of Vandal Savage, who was leaning against a tree with his arms crossed not far away.

(End of this chapter)