I, the Masked Swordsman, started my journey through a Lostbelt.

In fact, this should be instinct.

There is no possibility of forgetting.

However, Du Wei's otherworld has the ability to strip away "meaning," making it possible to eliminate instincts.

"Guh ...

The Elemental Dragon Armor has long since dissipated.

Du Wei let out a roar no less powerful than that of a ferocious beast.

Hundreds of thousands of souls spread across the land, as if trying to form a rope of souls to repair the island.

"【The Grimour of Magic!】"

"When the holy sword and the magic book intersect, the world will be rewritten..."

The unprecedented black driving book is brought to life.

Boiling, scalding black mud emerged from beneath our feet, gushing forth a dark, turbid stream like a fountain.

Three pairs of jet-black wings unfurled behind Du Wei.

The turbid current, like a torrent, swallowed up Du Wei.

"【Open the grimoire! The end of the story! Kamen Rider Storious!】"

This is a form that Du Wei has never mastered before.

The Dark Knight, a symbol of misfortune.

The Void Hell began to race along with Du Wei's actions, and his first target was the Beast Calamity: Demon Hound.

The posture of the sword has changed slightly compared to before.

Blood-red patterns are engraved on the sword.

I don't know if it's because of his domineering achievements or other external factors.

"roar--!!"

The demon hound spewed out crimson flames.

However, the flames, now devoid of heat, were rendered ineffective by the heat, striking Du Wei without causing him any harm.

The sword, reflecting a red glow, was swiftly swung out.

The awakening has only just begun, and Du Wei's presence has become even sharper.

The sword's energy eroded the space around it.

*Pfft!*

Dozens of splitting sword slashes swept across the demonic hound.

Like slicing through thin paper, it flashed past, ignoring the sword's flash, a dense and unavoidable attack.

"Goo...!"

The demon hound was attacked by the sword, its skin torn and bleeding.

Fresh blood kept flowing from the wound.

What's even more terrifying isn't the location itself, but the unusual nature of this otherworldly space.

Gradually forget how to tear your opponent apart.

I don't know how to take the initiative.

The hunting instincts of a wild beast are gradually being forgotten, and thoughts are slowing down as if cement has been poured into them.

The heavy, beastly body panted as it stared at Du Wei.

Vision is losing its color.

"Kill it, kill it... Calamity...!"

A chilling killing intent, as cold as absolute zero.

The expanding spiritual pressure shook all existence.

At the center of the vortex was a knight radiating terrifying killing intent; no rationality could be seen in him.

The patterns on the sword of dominion grew increasingly blood red.

Blood makes it even more alluring.

"Why...did it turn out like this..."

Morgan's magic circuit emitted a series of sharp pains.

They were also drawn into another world.

Here, Du Wei's domineering attitude overshadows everyone.

Perhaps, he retained a sliver of reason.

They are the ones Du Wei wants to protect.

The women were not stripped of their abilities; they were simply slightly slowed down in their thinking in this other world.

"Du Wei... is it this ideal that causes you so much pain...?"

Morgan stared at the black knight who was roaring.

Tears welled up in her eyes, a mixture of sadness and longing.

If I could have imagined that this ideal would cause Du Wei so much pain, I would never have wanted to become a burden to him.

Now, Du Wei is still bearing the burden.

What should I do? How can I become his strength?

There must be a way for me to become your strength.

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This chant is a domineering chant that belongs only to the protagonist.

The author also did some work in this regard, mostly taking it from the "Collection of Latin Maxims".

Some of them are famous quotes and proverbs from Latin.

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The long-accumulated desire to kill was ignited by the urge.

Words cannot convey meaning, and thoughts have no effect.

All I want to do is slaughter all the calamities that are destroying my ideal world, and wipe them out completely, leaving none alive.

Reason was tinged with anger.

The emotions evoked by the inability to protect something important.

Protect this ideal land that embraces us.

This is the most important thing, yet I haven't done it well.

The indignation of seeing three scourges right in front of him but being unable to completely defeat them surged through his heart.

I sigh at my own lack of ambition.

The calamities are shrouded in a precarious otherworld, and the aura of the curse and calamity is gradually fading.

Destructive desires and consciousness gradually blurred.

It's as if there's a gap in my understanding.

"Oh oh oh!!"

The curse on Kornunos is gradually fading.

It dissipates as meaningless dust particles.

Even if you keep replenishing your soul, it's all in vain. As long as you're in another world, you'll be constantly stripped of your "meaning".

Its mountain-like size appears to be shrinking.

The released spiritual pressure decreased several times over.

The immense pressure emanating from the Void Hell made it difficult for the calamity to move.

It was as if they were under pressure from a star.

"roar--!!"

The Boundary Dragon exhaled a stream of magical heat from its mouth. 127

A beam of light of star-level intensity pierced through the air.

If this had happened just now, the power of this magic cannon would have been extraordinary, perhaps even capable of piercing through Du Wei's body.

However, this is a void hell.

The meaning of the concept of "destruction" is being constantly weakened.