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Chapter 153 Enslaving Monsters, Enslaving Oneself

Even though those Amazon cells later entered a dormant state similar to hibernation and no longer actively absorbed nutrients, it had already caused extremely severe premature cell aging and a halved lifespan.

Researchers have issued a stern warning to Kishou Arima: never, ever again should he use this ability lightly.

Even if he has an extremely strong will and doesn't go berserk, if he uses it for too long, the limits of his cell metabolism will be completely broken, and he will quickly die prematurely due to multiple organ failure.

After reviewing Arima's medical examination report, Pei Qi directly rejected the research department's proposal to install an external mechanical power exoskeleton on Arima.

"Wearing that bulky mechanical turtle shell will not only fail to increase his speed, but will also severely hinder his combat instincts, which are like works of art."

Pei Qi, through his extremely unreasonable "special" methods, forcibly used a large amount of concentrated biomass and high-grade nutrient solution to specially customize this terminal device, a "high-dose, high-concentration protein injector" and "physiological function limiter," for Arima Kishou.

With this device, when Arima transforms, his cells will prioritize consuming the high concentration of protein injected into his belt to build armor, instead of squeezing out his already limited life force.

Of course, as for why a simple "medical syringe" would be made into an extremely exaggerated tokusatsu belt style by Pei Qi, and also equipped with chuunibyou LED lights and electronic sound effects?

"Please! That's Kamen Rider! It's a man's romance! The transformation is super cool, okay? Since the technology allows it, why not make it even more stylish?"

However, when Pei Qi handed the belt to Arima, he also gave him an extremely serious warning.

"The nutrient solution in the belt contains the equivalent of thousands of tons of high-quality beef compressed, enough to support your free use of this power."

"But remember, your soul is still human. Each transformation battle should never exceed three minutes!"

"Once this time is exceeded, the toxins produced by the high-intensity metabolism will completely overwhelm your nervous system."

"Boom! Bang bang bang!"

On the battlefield not far away, as Arima Kishou got through the initial few seconds of adjustment, the situation changed dramatically in an instant.

Shinichi Izumi, who was hiding at a safe distance, stared intently at the Sigma armor that was moving through the wreckage like a silver lightning bolt.

"That guy—he's turned into a monster?!" Shinichi's breathing quickened.

"No, Shinichi, your definition is not accurate enough."

He didn't become a monster; he forcibly crammed a monster into his own body and perfectly enslaved it.

Xiao You's enormous eyeball spun wildly on the back of Izumi Shinichi's hand, its keen senses capturing every fluctuation of heat and bio-current on the battlefield.

As a purely materialistic parasite, Migi has no romantic feelings about "tokusatsu transformations".

"Did you see that powerful steam explosion just now?"

"That's the terrifying amount of biological metabolic heat generated by the trillions of mutated cells in his body undergoing high-frequency division and recombination within a fraction of a second."

"If this heat isn't dissipated, he'll be cooked alive on the spot."

"That steam just now was extremely hot waste gas expelled by the cells in order to forcibly cool down the rapidly heating body."

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Migi's tentacles trembled slightly, as if simulating that feeling: "Do you know what that means biologically, Shinichi?"

"This so-called 'transformation' process is essentially tearing your own body apart from the inside out."

His bones were forcibly broken, compressed, and then reconnected with extremely high density.

"Muscle fibers are forcibly torn and twisted, and then another tough substance is injected."

"The level of pain involved is absolutely no less than being put into a meat grinder, ground up, and then pieced back together."

"The process was far from as easy and effortless as it looked when he flipped the switch."

Xiao You's eyes were fixed on the silver figure that was frantically suppressing the headless owl, and his tone unusually carried a hint of genuine awe: "And that man—while undergoing this kind of excruciating internal restructuring, his heart rate and brainwaves showed absolutely no violent fluctuations indicating pain or fear."

"He accepted the power without even flinching or changing his expression."

"Humans are truly a terrifying race that mass-produces madmen and monsters," Little Right concluded.

In the center of the battlefield, the situation has completely turned one-sided.

After transforming into Amazon Sigma and gaining extremely ferocious base stat boosts far exceeding those of a half-human body, Kishou Arima's already invincible fighting skills finally found their perfect outlet!

"Bang!"

Sigma transformed into a silver afterimage, instantly cutting into the inner circle of the headless owl.

Arima Kishou did not dodge when faced with the massive, truck-like arm of the owl sweeping across him.

He raised his left arm, which was covered in chitinous armor, and slammed it down hard!

With a dull thud and the sound of bones shattering, the massive arm of the Kagune, powerful enough to crush a tank, was smashed into countless flying pieces of flesh by Sigma's punch!

"roar--!"

The owl let out a painful roar, and the huge cross on its neck instantly burst forth with dense, blood-red crystalline feathers, attempting to launch a full-coverage attack at point-blank range.

But Arima was too fast.

The extremely sharp bone blade on Sigma's right arm shot out, spinning and twisting with incredible fluidity in mid-air. The bone blade left hundreds of deep, bone-revealing, fatal cuts on the owl's massive body!

Dark red Rc cell blood splattered all over the ground like a fountain.

The battle quickly escalated to a fever pitch, or rather, it became a one-sided dismemberment lesson for Arima Kishou.

The headless owl's super-fast regenerative ability finally began to become insufficient in the face of Sigmar's extremely precise and ferocious destructive frequency.

The granulation tissue had just sprouted when it was torn apart extremely brutally in the next second.

The newly formed Kagune armor was kicked into dust.

The surrounding shipping containers were torn apart by the aftershocks of their battle, and the hard concrete ground was riddled with holes as if it had been hit by a missile.

Time passed. Two minutes and forty-five seconds.

The intense battle put immense pressure on Arima Kishou's nerves, and wisps of white steam began to seep from the gaps in his armor—a warning that his belt's nutrient solution was running out and his body was beginning to overload.

"It has to end."

Just as Arima Kishou was about to unleash all his kinetic energy and use his arm blade to rip out its core.

An extremely bizarre scene unfolded.

The headless owl, which had been in a state of absolute frenzy, desperately defending and counterattacking, suddenly froze for a fraction of a second during the intense confrontation.

Its right arm, raised high to strike Arima's head, suddenly stopped in mid-air.

The enormous fleshy cross on its neck began to tremble violently.

That was a fatal flaw.

For a hunter of Arima Kishou's caliber, this flaw was so glaring it was like having his heart thrust directly into the tip of a knife.

"—Have you run out of new stories to write, Takagizumi?"

Arima Kishou silently recited a sentence in his mind.

Sigma's purple compound eye suddenly flashed.

Arima Kishou did not hesitate at all; he did not use Amazon's bone blade to tear her apart.

In those split second, he decisively withdrew his left arm and pulled the quinque—[IXA]—from the ground.

The muscles in the armored right arm instantly swelled to their limit, and the energy valve for IXA gun mode was pushed to its maximum load.

Rest in peace.

"laugh!!!"

A golden beam of light tore through the night.

Arima Kishou transformed into a silver shooting star.

Taking advantage of that extremely brief opening, he and his gun pierced through the headless owl's massive cross, the location representing the core kagune, with utmost precision and decisiveness!

The strong winds suddenly stopped.

The enormous headless owl collapsed like a crumbling mountain amidst the howling wind.

Its body began to rapidly turn to ashes.

Arima Kishou, standing behind it, slowly pulled out the lever from his belt.

Enveloped in steam, he reverted to his former self as the Grim Reaper in the white trench coat.

He ended the tragic writer's long suffering with death in a way most befitting his identity.