Global awakening! My Kamen Rider identity has been exposed!

Chapter 32 The Black Warrior

Jiang Lan's body suddenly burst into ablaze with light and shadow, his armor, a tapestry of silver and red, instantly covering him. The outline of his Kuuga Omniform form solidified abruptly in the hospital room. A surge of rage, like molten lava, coursed through his chest, burning his reason to ashes. His eyes were bloodshot, and he practically became a blur as he lunged at the porcupine Gurongi!

The rage didn't erupt without reason; the images broadcast on television, the students' gruesome deaths, and the parents' devastating cries all exploded in his mind. His clenched fists bulged with veins, and a chilling killing intent seemed to emanate from the gaps in his armor.

boom! ! !

Before the porcupine Gurongi could react, Jiang Lan's iron-like arms pinned him down. The two of them crashed heavily through the floor-to-ceiling window of the ward, shards of glass flying everywhere like gleaming blades, accompanied by a piercing shattering sound, before crashing heavily onto the concrete ground below.

Ignoring the shock of the fall, Jiang Lan flipped over and straddled the porcupine's back, pressed down on its spiky head, and rained down punches on its face!

"Hooray—!"

A deep, furious roar erupted from Jiang Lan's throat. Each punch, delivered with all his might, slammed into the porcupine's tough hide with a sharp, tearing sound. The heavy breathing, the dull thud of fists striking flesh, and the porcupine's painful whimpers intertwined to create a violent symphony, each note revealing Jiang Lan's rage on the verge of spiraling out of control.

Not far away, the onlookers froze on the spot, their hands instinctively gripping their pistols, their palms sweating profusely. They had seen Kuuga's swift and skillful fighting, but they had never witnessed such uncontrolled brutality—no sophisticated fighting techniques, no composed tactical planning, only pure crushing power consumed by rage. The oppressive feeling emanating from the very soul made even these seasoned officers tremble uncontrollably.

Inside the live stream, the chat exploded with comments, the viewers practically feeling the suffocating rage even through the screen. Some gripped their phones tightly, knuckles turning white; others gasped instinctively, a chill running down their spines. "I've never seen Jiang Lan this crazy before—" "This isn't just fighting monsters, it's smashing the porcupine's sins to pieces!" "Even bullets can't pierce its hide, yet it's bleeding from being punched so hard, the power is terrifying!"

Blood gushed from the porcupine's face, spreading into a glaring crimson pool on the ground. Its once-hard, iron-like hide was now riddled with dents, and amidst the blood and gore, even shattered bones were visible. It flailing its limbs in vain, its sharp quills unable to even pierce Jiang Lan's armor, and could only endure the relentless blows in despair.

Jiang Lan's reason had long been overwhelmed by rage, yet he remembered only one thing—an eye for an eye. This porcupine had treated innocent students like prey in a hunting game, wantonly torturing and killing them, driving children who should have had bright futures to their deaths in fear. He could have killed them instantly, but he chose to let them taste the despair of a slow death, the terror of being utterly helpless. Want a quick death? Nothing but wishful thinking!

A strong stench of blood filled the air. The porcupine's breathing grew weaker and weaker, its consciousness fading, yet Jiang Lan's fists continued relentlessly. A profound fear, like a dark cloud, gripped it. In its eyes, Kuuga, riding on its back, was not a warrior protecting humanity, but a demon from hell!

"Madman—you're a madman!" The porcupine roared with its last ounce of strength. Its survival instinct kicked in, and it seized the moment when Jiang Lan threw a punch, flipping over to break free and staggering to its feet as it tried to escape. Its legs were already weak with fear, each step feeling like walking on cotton, yet it still tried its best to escape the clutches of this devil.

But it had only taken two steps when heavy footsteps sounded behind it. Jiang Lan followed closely, grabbing the porcupine's shoulder with such force that it almost crushed its bones. "Trying to run?" Jiang Lan's deep voice carried an icy chill as he pressed the porcupine down again, his fists still striking its face with pinpoint accuracy, as dense as raindrops, leaving the porcupine no room to dodge.

Soon, the porcupine's face was smashed beyond recognition, blood gushing from the deep wounds, its ferocious appearance sending chills down one's spine. Jiang Lan cornered it step by step, leaving it with nowhere to retreat or escape. Its strength to resist gradually dissipated under each heavy blow, leaving only a deep-seated fear.

Only after his anger subsided slightly did Jiang Lan stop punching. He leaped onto the Experimental Tracker, a flash of light in his palm, and a golem appeared. The two mechanical figures rapidly merged amidst a roar—the Experimental Golem, now present!

Rumble!

The experimental golem slammed into the porcupine with lightning speed, its two alloy tentacles firmly pressing against its body. The already severely injured porcupine was powerless to break free and could only look at Jiang Lan in despair. Suddenly, it plucked the quill from its neck, a flash of light appearing at its fingertips, and the quill instantly transformed into several barbed darts. Taking advantage of a moment when Jiang Lan was operating the machine, it hurled them fiercely at him—this was its last chance to escape!

But Jiang Lan had already seen through its trick. The moment the darts struck, the light and shadow around him shifted, and his omnipotent form instantly switched to Titan form, his thick black armor unfolding like an iron wall. Clanging sounds rang out one after another as the darts struck the armor, sparks flying as they were all deflected, leaving not even a trace of white.

Jiang Lan piloted the experimental golem, carrying the porcupine at breakneck speed, finally stopping beside a lake. He slammed on the brakes, the immense momentum throwing the porcupine violently into the lake. The water instantly turned crimson with blood, the porcupine thrashing and struggling in the water, while Jiang Lan's killing intent had reached its peak.

The next moment, a dazzling light erupted from Jiang Lan's body—the ultimate form of Kuuga, revealing its brilliance to the world for the first time! He maintained his Titan form, a heavy Titan sword materializing in his hand, its blade gleaming with a cold, icy light. Jiang Lan stood by the lake, his gaze like a razor-sharp blade, fixed intently on the porcupine in the water, his eyes devoid of any emotion, as if he were looking at a long-dead corpse.

"It's over, the porcupine is completely hopeless—" "Jiang Lan's eyes are even more terrifying than those of the Gurongi, he's truly enraged to the extreme." "The deaths of those students have been a huge blow to him—he clearly swore to protect everyone's smiles." The comments in the live stream gradually became heavy, and the viewers were filled with shock as they looked at Jiang Lan's cold back.

The porcupine struggled to its feet in the water, still unwilling to give up, and once again transformed its remaining quills into darts, hurling them frantically at Jiang Lan. But these attacks were ultimately futile against the absolute defense of the Titan form. Jiang Lan, Titan Sword in hand, walked step by step towards the lakeside, each step leaving ripples on the water's surface, and also breaking down the porcupine's psychological defenses.

As Jiang Lan approached, the porcupine's mental defenses completely collapsed. It trembled all over, its legs feeling like lead, unable to move an inch. It couldn't understand why this human warrior was so abnormally unyielding...

Being unable to outrun someone, and having all one's attacks rendered futile, this despair is more terrifying than death itself.

At that moment, intense golden lightning suddenly erupted from Jiang Lan's body, and the black armor of the Titan form was gradually covered with gold, with destructive power flowing between the patterns—the Ascended Titan Form!

A terrifying sense of oppression swept over him like a tidal wave. The porcupine staggered backward, finally collapsing in the water, its eyes filled with despair. In Jiang Lan's mind, the smiling faces of those students flashed again—those vibrant lives, abruptly ended in the Gurongi's hunting game. He gripped the Titan Sword tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force, a torrent of guilt and anger threatening to consume him.

"I clearly swore to protect everyone—" A low murmur escaped Jiang Lan's throat, then transformed into a resolute killing intent. Without further hesitation, he leaped in front of the porcupine, his Ascended Titan Sword crackling with golden lightning, and slashed down fiercely!

Swish! Clang! Splat!

The sound of the blade slicing through flesh was clearly audible. The porcupine didn't even have time to scream before more than a dozen deep, bone-revealing wounds appeared on its body. Each sword wound tore open the flesh, and blood gushed out, quickly staining the surrounding lake water crimson. Jiang Lan's every sword strike was merciless, each one deadly, unleashing all his anger and guilt upon this deeply sinful Gurongi.

In a matter of moments, the porcupine was covered in wounds and could no longer hold on. It collapsed weakly into the water, its breathing shallow and its eyes vacant. Its blood continued to gush out, staining the entire lake crimson. The once clear water now appeared ferocious and terrifying. Its heart was filled with regret—if it had known that Kuuga's wrath was so terrifying, it would never have provoked this guardian, even at the cost of its life.

Meanwhile, in the top-secret conference room of the Blue Star Federation, a hearty laugh broke the silence. The burly old man, Qin Zhang, looked at the screen with eyes full of approval, and slammed his hand on the table: "Hahaha, Jiang Lan's personality is just my type!"

As the head of the Federal Military, he was usually taciturn, always exuding an aura of ruthlessness, and was known for his strictness and irritability. He rarely laughed heartily, and even a gentle expression was a rare occurrence. This sudden, uncharacteristic praise instantly froze the other Federal leaders in the conference room, their eyes wide with shock, as if they had seen a ghost.

"Elder Qin—what is this?" someone asked instinctively, their tone filled with disbelief. When Li Yi became the first S-rank powerhouse in the Federation's history, the entire Federation was shaken, with all departments vying to win him over. Only the military remained silent, offering not even a shred of attention. But now, Jiang Lan hadn't even completed her memory exploration, yet she had received such high praise from Qin Zhang. If this news were to spread, it would surely unleash a media storm throughout the Federation!

Qin Zhang glanced at the crowd, his tone solemn: "He possesses a pure heart, a strong sense of righteousness in protecting humanity, yet he is not swayed by so-called benevolence. When dealing with enemies, one should be decisive and ruthless, showing no mercy. This is the kind of talent the military needs most!"

The conference room fell silent. The bigwigs exchanged glances, already understanding in their hearts that Jiang Lan would inevitably become a key target for the Federal Military to win over.

At this moment, by the lake, Jiang Lan, holding the Ascended Titan Sword, walked step by step to the fallen porcupine. He gripped the hilt tightly with both hands and plunged the sword tip deep into the porcupine's chest. The viewers in the live stream, seeing this, all thought that this revenge was about to end, and that Jiang Lan would give it a quick death.

But the next second, Jiang Lan exerted force with both hands, and the hilt of the sword slowly pressed down—the Ascended Titan Sword slashed down fiercely along the porcupine's chest!

"Aaaaaah—!"

The porcupine let out a piercing scream, its body instantly bursting into flames that shot skyward, completely engulfing Jiang Lan's figure. Through the raging flames, the audience could vaguely make out the silhouette of a mysterious warrior covered in black armor, a silhouette completely different from any of Kuuga's forms.

The live stream fell silent instantly. A moment later, the chat exploded with a torrent of comments: "What is that?!" "The Black Warrior—is it Kuuga's new form?"