Courtyard House: Initial Donation of 50 Million

Obadiah clutched the miniature arc reactor he had just ripped from Tony's chest, its eerie blue core illuminating his twisted, grotesque face. The terror of surviving the ordeal mingled with the fanaticism for power within him; he dared not linger, scrambling and stumbling out of the wrecked Malibu villa.

He knew better than anyone else Wang Huanbo's terrifying fighting power; once that unfathomable man caught up with him, he would have no chance of survival.

The private helicopter, already on standby on the lawn, its rotors whirring and creating a violent gust of air. Obadiah plunged into the cabin, his voice hoarse and urgent: "Take off immediately! Full speed ahead to the secret basement number seventeen! Don't stop, shake off all pursuers!"

The pilot dared not delay and immediately pulled up. The helicopter pierced the night, leaving the Malibu villa far behind. Only after completely leaving the villa's vicinity did Obadiah slump into his seat, panting heavily, his palm repeatedly rubbing the reactor that was pulsating with blue light, his eyes filled with an increasingly intense greed and madness.

"Tony, your prized heart has finally come back to me... This world should have been mine!"

In the villa's underground laboratory, the golden-red Mark III armored vehicle soared into the sky, its blazing propulsion exhaust slicing through the dark night. Tony pursued the fleeing helicopter at full speed. Watching Tony's figure disappear into the horizon, Wang Huanbo slowly walked out of the villa, his expression grave.

The plot had already veered off course due to his intrusion, becoming increasingly unpredictable. The final showdown between Tony and Obadiah was already perilous, and now that Obadiah had taken a desperate gamble, he would only become more ruthless. And what worried him most at this moment was Pepper Potts, who remained alone at Stark Industries, holding crucial evidence.

In the original storyline, Pepper was surrounded by Obadiah's men here, in dire straits, and nearly died under the Iron Monger's fists. He was only saved by Tony's timely rescue. Wang Huanbo absolutely refused to allow his interference to cause his "nephew" Tony to lose his beloved, leaving him with lifelong regret.

"Jarvis, pinpoint Pepper's location."

"Location successful, sir. Miss Potts is located in Obadiah's private office on the top floor of Stark Industries."

Having confirmed his location, Wang Huanbo no longer hesitated. He abandoned his usual Beta Wand and Ultra Armor, and gently stroked the air in front of him. Since obtaining the Decade Belt and inheriting all of Tsukasa Kadoya's abilities, this Aurora Veil technique had become his most advanced spatial teleportation method.

hum-

The void trembled, and ripples spread through the air. A gray-white, water-ripple-patterned dimensional curtain, perfectly fitting the official design of Kamen Rider Decade, unfolded out of thin air. The curtain was clear and transparent, carrying tiny specks of dimensional light, its edges shimmering and undulating, like a barrier cleaving through space and time, exuding a mysterious pressure that transcended the world. This was Decade's exclusive space-time portal, capable of traversing space and crossing countless worlds in an instant.

Wang Huanbo stepped into the dimensional light curtain. The curtain rippled slightly, then slowly closed and disappeared without leaving a trace.

……

Stark Industries headquarters, top floor, CEO's office.

Pepper's fingers flew across the keyboard, and the screen displayed a dense array of records of arms smuggling, clandestine bank transfers, and receipts for illegal arms shipments. Her heart pounded, her fingertips were icy cold, and her expression was filled with anxiety and unease.

Upon receiving Wang Huanbo's urgent warning call, she knew the situation was critical. Obadiah's ruthlessness and madness far exceeded everyone's imagination; once he discovered that she had stolen evidence, he would show absolutely no mercy.

We must leave quickly, we must get out of here immediately!

Pepper suppressed her panic and quickly copied all the key evidence into a USB drive, clutching it tightly in her hand. She dared not waste a moment; grabbing her bag, she turned to flee the office, but the heavy wooden door was suddenly kicked open violently!

Four burly men in black filed in, their figures tall and imposing, their aura fierce. The bald leader, with a sinister look in his eyes, fixed intently on Pepper, his entire being shrouded in a chilling killing intent.

In an instant, Pepper's blood turned almost ice-cold, her feet rooted to the spot, completely trapped in a desperate situation.

They were blocked, but it was too late.

Obadiah had indeed laid an ambush here; he was prepared to be silenced if he were exposed.

An overwhelming sense of panic and despair engulfed her. She wasn't afraid of being in danger herself, but she was afraid of losing this crucial evidence, afraid that Tony's hard work would be in vain, afraid that Tony would fight alone without anyone to corroborate Obadiah's crimes, and ultimately fall into a trap. Watching the thugs approach step by step, Pepper was filled with regret. If she had acted a little faster, she could have avoided this crisis.

"Miss Potts." The bald leader toyed with the pistol in his palm, his smile cruel and sinister. "Mr. Stanislav invites you. Come with us obediently, and you'll suffer less."

Pepper instinctively stepped back, her back pressed tightly against the cold desk, the USB drive in her hand almost deformed from her grip. Her nerves were taut as she watched the approaching group of men in black, despair slowly enveloping her as she prepared to fight to the death to protect the evidence.

Just as the thugs were about to get close, the air in the center of the office suddenly twisted and vibrated violently!

Om-!

The familiar gray-white dimensional light curtain reappeared, with water ripples and light flowing wildly, and tiny dimensional light points scattering arbitrarily. Between the opening and closing of the spatial barriers, there was an eerie aura that could crush everything.

The sudden spatial anomaly instantly attracted the attention of all the black-clad thugs. Their approaching steps abruptly stopped, and everyone stared in astonishment at the mysterious curtain that had appeared out of thin air.

Pepper was also taken aback. Her extremely tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and a glimmer of hope instantly lit up her eyes. The next second, a tall and composed figure slowly stepped out from the gray-white dimensional light curtain, his posture steady and his demeanor extraordinary.

"Mr. Wang!"

The overwhelming joy instantly dispelled all the fear and despair in Pepper's heart. She couldn't help but let out a soft cry, her heart, which had been hanging in mid-air, finally settling down. In this most desperate and helpless moment, Wang Huanbo arrived as expected, as if he had come specifically to break through her predicament and offer her salvation.

Wang Huanbo stopped and turned to look at Pepper, whose face was pale and who was still in shock. A calm, teasing smile appeared on his lips: "Sorry, niece-in-law, I'm a little late. I'm sorry to have startled you."

"Nephew, nephew's wife..."

The warm address made Pepper's cheeks flush instantly, a blush spreading from her ears to her cheeks, a subtle flutter rising in her heart. She and Tony had long harbored feelings for each other, but one was proud and reserved, the other too shy to speak, and they had never been able to break through that barrier. Usually, everyone respectfully addressed her as Miss Potts, but only Wang Huanbo was so direct and teasing.

Amidst her shyness, she felt a warmth deep within her heart. She vaguely understood that Wang Huanbo was intentionally helping her and Tony get closer, pushing these two stubborn but soft-hearted people to meet each other as soon as possible.

The black-clad thugs opposite them had changed their expressions drastically, filled with horror. They had never seen such bizarre spatial abilities before. The man before them had appeared out of thin air, silently and without warning, far beyond what ordinary people could comprehend, filling them with extreme unease.

The bald leader quickly suppressed his fear and recognized the man in front of him who had repeatedly thwarted Obadiah's plans and crippled the Ten Commandments' elites. His eyes were instantly filled with malice and ruthlessness.

"It's you!" the bald leader roared. "Brothers, kill him! Capture Miss Potts alive and bring her back to base to Mr. Stanislav for the reward!"

Several thugs in black reacted immediately, drawing their pistols from their waists. The black muzzles locked onto Wang Huanbo instantly, their killing intent palpable, and the atmosphere became extremely tense.

"Hide behind your desk and protect yourself."

Wang Huanbo's tone was calm, yet carried a strong sense of security, as he gestured for Pepper to step aside. Then, with a thought, the silver-black Decade Driver materialized at his waist. He raised his hand and precisely fastened it to his waist; the mechanical structures on both sides of the driver automatically popped open and locked, perfectly fitting his body.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his hand and pulled out a knight card from the card box. The card had a pure white background, black and gold edges, and was printed with the exclusive outline of the Decade Knight. He twirled the card with his fingertips, and the patterns on the card shimmered.

"Next, it's my turn."

Wang Huanbo's gaze was cold as he precisely inserted the card into the Decade Driver slot!

【Kamen Ride!】

The clear and powerful classic electronic sound effects exploded and resounded throughout the entire office!

In an instant, the void trembled violently, and the black and white phantom of the Imperial Knight surged out from the dimensional rift, spinning rapidly around Wang Huanbo, forming an impenetrable storm. Countless dimensional energies converged and took shape, and the gray-white basic armor first quickly adhered and spread from his feet and legs, with a hard and heavy texture.

【Decade!】

As the second powerful sound effect faded, the card storm abruptly subsided, and layers of armor rapidly covered the entire body. The originally gray-white basic armor was instantly imbued with the iconic magenta light, the Imperial Knight emblem on the chest shone with dazzling gold, and the patterns on the shoulder armor, arm armor, and waist armor took shape one by one, exquisite and full of power.

Finally, the sharply angled helmet buckle snapped shut, and the translucent emerald green compound eyes instantly shone with a cold light, sharp and majestic, exuding a kingly aura that looked down upon all realms.

Wind stops, card drops, light stops!

Kamen Rider Decade, complete transformation!

The entire transformation was fluid and spectacular, with cards flying everywhere and dazzling lights. The ultimate sense of technology and dimensional power overwhelmed the entire scene, leaving the group of black-clad thugs dumbfounded, their minds blank, and they almost forgot to pull the trigger.

After a brief moment of stunned silence, the bald leader, terrified, screamed hysterically, "Shoot! Shoot him dead!"

Bang bang bang bang bang-!

A burst of gunfire erupted suddenly, countless bullets whistling through the air, striking the Imperial Knight's crimson armor with deadly force.

However, bullets strong enough to pierce bulletproof glass only sparked upon impacting the Decade armor, leaving not even a shallow scratch, as they were all deflected by the armor's absolute defense. The tough Decade armor was truly the nemesis of ordinary firearms.

"Vulnerable."

A cold, deep metallic synthesized sound emanated from the armor's speakers, carrying the unique arrogance and indifference of the Imperial Knights. Wang Huanbo raised his hand and took out the card case from his waist. With a light touch of his fingertips, the card case instantly transformed and unfolded into a card case sword with a long blade and exquisite patterns. The blade was sharp and its cold light was piercing.

The next second, his figure suddenly became ethereal!

With the Emperor Knight's exclusive ultra-high-speed movement activated, leaving only a magenta afterimage in place, Wang Huanbo's true form had already traversed into the crowd.

Swish!Swish!Swish!Swish!

Four incredibly sharp sword lights flashed in succession, each strike precisely avoiding vital points and accurately striking the enemy. The moves were elegant and fierce, without the slightest redundancy. Decade's swordsmanship incorporated the essence of the Kamen Riders in the card box, with speed and control at will, crushing these ordinary thugs as easily as wiping out dry leaves.

In less than ten seconds, the four black-clad thugs who had been aggressively attacking with guns were all rendered incapacitated, collapsed to the ground, and completely lost their threat.

The office fell silent once more, save for Pepper's soft, rising and falling breaths. Hiding behind her desk, she stared in disbelief at the aloof, imposing figure of the crimson knight standing amidst the chaos, her eyes filled with utter shock and awe. This unimaginable power had completely shattered her understanding of the world.

Wang Huanbo casually put the card-box sword back into its original form, fastening it to his waist. With a thought, his entire armor transformed into countless tiny dimensional specks of light, dissipating in the wind, instantly canceling his transformation and returning him to his original appearance.

"It's alright now." Wang Huanbo turned to Pepper, who had just recovered from her shock, and asked gently, "Did you get the evidence?"

Pepper nodded quickly, tightened her grip on the USB drive, and said with a determined look in her eyes, "It's all here. All the evidence of Obadiah's arms smuggling, collusion with terrorists, and assassination plots is complete."

"Very good." Wang Huanbo looked up at the deep night outside the window, his expression solemn. "Tony has already chased Obadiah to the secret base. Obadiah has the miniature Arc Reactor and has activated the Iron Monger armor, causing his combat power to surge. It's too dangerous for Tony to fight alone. We must rush over immediately to witness the final showdown."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand again, and the gray-white aurora curtain unfolded a second time, with dimensional light points flowing and swaying, and the space-time tunnel opened again.

"Let's go, it's time to wrap things up."

……

Meanwhile, at Stark Industries' secret underground base number seventeen.

The spacious and magnificent underground warehouse was brightly lit. On the central platform, a ten-meter-tall black steel behemoth stood majestically. Its entire body was covered with thick armor and offensive structures. It carried a multi-barrel Gatling gun on its shoulder and concealed a missile bay. Its thick mechanical arm was full of overwhelming power. This was the ultimate weapon that Obadiah had created with all his resources—the Iron Monger.

Obadiah sat upright in the spacious cockpit, his hands gripping the control stick tightly, his face contorted with fanaticism. He personally embedded the stolen miniature arc reactor into the core slot in the Iron Monger's chest.

Om-!

A surge of deep blue energy instantly swept across the entire machine, all the instrument indicator lights lit up one after another, the hydraulic components whirred and hissed at high speed, and the heavy steel feet trembled slightly, as the dormant war behemoth was fully awakened.

"I did it! I finally succeeded!" Obadiah laughed maniacally, his voice echoing through the sealed warehouse. "Tony, the technology and power you were so proud of, from this day forward, belong to me! I am the true master of Stark!"

Boom—!

The massive alloy blast-proof door at the top of the warehouse was smashed open, sending debris flying and dust billowing into the air. A figure in golden-red armor plummeted through the air, crashing heavily to the ground in front of Iron Monarch, raising a cloud of dust.

The Mark III armor landed smoothly, the dust settled, and the mask slowly lifted, revealing Tony's cold and icy face. His eyes burned with fury as he locked his gaze on Obadiah in the cockpit, his killing intent palpable.

Obadiah, towering above Tony, looked down at him with a sinister, triumphant smile, a deep roar emanating from the mech's speakers:

"Tony, my dear nephew, you're late!"