Thanks for the invitation. I'm in Type-Moon, inheriting the legacy of Zi-O.

Yes, he is very angry right now, extremely angry.

"You bastard—!" Jason's phantom reappeared in the next moment, feeling the pain of his body shattering, and stared intently at Nian Zhuo who swung the blade down.

"Shut up, you who know nothing!" Then, Nian Zhuo swung his sword horizontally again, cleaving the Demon God Pillar's still-recovering body in two.

The blood poured down like raindrops, dripping onto the entire deck.

Bathed in the rain, his silver armor was stained with a blood-red veil.

As if weeping, he raised the blood-stained blade and wiped the red spots off his mask.

"If I am so powerful in your eyes..." The blood-stained blade seemed to weep, carrying a pale silver energy, as Nian Zhuo instantly obliterated the dozens of demons summoned by the Demon God Pillar with a single sword strike.

If I am so powerful, how come I couldn't even protect the lives of a few dozen people?

"If I am so resilient in your eyes..." After glancing at Medea's all-out attack with the purple magic cannon, Nian Zhuo's clock hands started turning again, and the next moment his figure disappeared from the spot.

Then, with another swing of his sword, Nian Zhuo sliced ​​the pale purple sword light straight through half of the Demon God Pillar, Funuosi, instantly shredding its writhing tentacles into pieces.

If I am so resilient, how could I feel fear when life is about to end?

"If I am so perfect in your eyes—!" Nian Zhuo almost shouted these words, and the sword light in his hand turned golden, shining like the sun, dispelling the mist around the Demon God Pillar.

If I am so perfect, how could I have become the most wicked and lowest of the beasts of time?

The sword blade swung, making the air seem to scorch.

"..." Medea's body surged with magic once more, and she constructed a defensive spell in front of the Demon God Pillar Fornos in an attempt to resist the sword light.

All efforts were in vain. The pale golden light sliced ​​through Medea's defensive formation with almost no resistance, then struck the Demon God Pillar, nearly cleaving it in two.

"——!——!" Then, a piercing scream echoed throughout the entire deck.

The bright red flesh was turned inside out, and blood was flowing freely. The demonic pillar in front of him seemed to be dying.

"Answer me! If I am the ideal version of myself that you imagine!" Emerging from behind the Demon God Pillar that was almost sliced ​​horizontally, Nian Zhuo slowly landed amidst a shower of blood.

Then why am I still so powerless in the face of him?

Only Nianzhuo himself understood that his current strength was still weak and insignificant.

Miss Oma, my uncle, and the seniors who trusted me...

It is precisely because I have seen that version of myself that I hate my own weakness so much.

“So…” When Nianzhuo opened his eyes again, the dark green gradually replaced the black.

He held the dark green watch face in his hand, a satisfied smile spreading across his face.

“Jason—!!!” He turned around and, facing the Demon God Pillar Fornos, who was howling in pain, also Jason, twisted the dark green dial of his watch and then pressed the button.

"You—you have no commercial value anymore!"

Dark clouds obscured the sky, and dark green lightning churned within them.

"Dan Masamune—" In Nianzhuo's mind, he was sitting opposite Dan Masamune. "What are you trying to do?"

"In my judgment, isn't now the perfect opportunity to use the power of Kronos to enhance the reputation of my Dream Company?" The other party looked at Nian Zhuo with the signature smile of a businessman.

"Don't worry, compared to that Martian monster, my impact on you is relatively small." Sitting up from his chair, Tan Zhengzong walked to Nian Zhuo's side and whispered in his ear, "Besides, isn't your goal to crush him with overwhelming power?"

“…………” Nian Zhuo’s pupils widened instantly. Looking at Tan Zhengzong beside him, who seemed to have everything under control, he gradually fell silent.

"Hmph, so just listen to me, temporary worker." Patting Nianzhuo on the shoulder, Tan Zhengzong smiled and was about to push open the wooden door.

"—Only five minutes." With his back to him, Nian Zhuo whispered these words, "I'm only giving you five minutes. If you don't solve it, then I will take over your consciousness." He didn't see that Nian Zhuo, with his back to him, gripped the armrests of the chair tightly, his veins bulging.

In his anger, this was the best chance he could give Dan Masamune while remaining rational.

"Five minutes...?" Touching his chin, Dan Masamune seemed somewhat dissatisfied, but finally smiled again. "Well, that's enough."

Then, Nian Zhuo fell silent, and Tan Zhengzong opened the wooden door.

“cronus—!”

Then, a dark green clock slowly emerged from behind Nianzhuo.

The gears mesh and then separate, and the hour hand keeps rotating until it finally stops at 'twelve'.

"Hoo hoo hoo, hahahahaha—!" Then, a laugh that didn't seem to come from Nian Zhuo's mouth came out. With his back to the Demon God Pillar and Mash, Zi-O wiped the blood off the blade and then flicked it to the ground, leaving a long trail of blood.

Looking at the figure of 'Zi-O', Mash and the others suddenly felt incredibly unfamiliar.

"Come on, come on, little girl." He looked at Medea, who was looking terrified above him, and 'Nianzhuo' beckoned with his finger. "Don't you have that... um, right, something called a Noble Phantasm? Use it on this dying guy." He pointed to the Demon God Pillar, Fornuus, who was practically lying on the ground.

"Don't worry, I still have my own principles." Because of the mask, her expression couldn't be seen, but Medea felt as if the other party was smiling at her. "Killing a defective product doesn't demonstrate my value."

"..." Medea simply waved her staff in silence, and healing light descended upon the dying demon pillar.

A miracle, as if time had reversed, reappeared. The flesh and blood that had been shattered by the turbid thoughts re-coagulated and formed the bloated body of Buddha Niu Si.

However, even after the body returned to normal, the fear that was almost etched into the mind did not disappear.

Compared to Jason's phantom, which was still clamoring in Nianzhuo's eyes, the real Demon God Pillar, Funuosi, was wriggling his body, trying to get away from Nianzhuo.

"Hmm, that's more like it. What a good boy." The dark green lightning above his head was rolling continuously, then becoming even brighter and deeper.

Nianzhuo took the watch face of Zi-O II from his waist and spun the dark green and silver watch face in his hand.

"Zio——!" "Cronus——!"

"The weather is nice today, the birds are laughing, and the ocean is surging." Like a traveler praising the surrounding scenery, 'Nianzhuo' slowly moved his fingertips to the restored Demon God Pillar.

"—And a monster like you should be extinct."

Nianzhuo flipped the driver at his waist, and dark green lightning surged down on him with immense force.

The clock behind him cracked, and electric currents crisscrossed, slowly burying Nianzhuo's figure within it.

"Riders of the Heavens! Engraved in the annals!"

Dark green armor slowly covered the silver armor.

"This moment, this is the ultimate moment!"

The skirt hem draped down to her feet, and the shoulder armor, a blend of black and green, symbolized absolute power.

“JUSTICE—” After stretching his hands, Nian Zhuo looked at the Demon God Pillar opposite him with satisfaction.

"I am both justice and judgment."

"Alright, Game Start—"

Rider of the Sky

“Cronus—” Medea murmured the name, gripping her staff even tighter. “Zeus’s…father?!”

The second generation of the Titan King overthrew the rule of the first generation of the Titan King, Uranus, and was the youngest of the twelve Titans.

Cronus led the Golden Age of Greek mythology after overthrowing the tyrannical rule of his father Uranus, until he was overthrown by his own son Zeus. Most of the other first-generation Titans were imprisoned in Tartarus, underground, while Cronus himself escaped.

However, that belongs to his history in Greek mythology, not to him.

"Oh...?" Nian Zhuo hummed with interest, pausing for a moment as he flexed his wrist. "Regretful thing, I am not that so-called God King."

“I am Kamen Rider Chronos, the creator of the Phantom Company.” With his dark green pupils flashing, 'Nencho' placed his hand on the driver at his waist. “However, if you’re talking about Chronos, you might be mistaken.”

"Eh...?" Medea's eyes suddenly widened in surprise as she looked at the dark green knight standing on the deck.

“Chronos, the primordial god who rules over time.” With his index finger gently placed to his lips, 'Nianzhuo' murmured unfamiliar words, “Hush, the time of judgment has come.”

Gently, he pressed the button on the dark green dial of his watch at his waist.

"Pause—"

The gears on the huge clock behind him slowly rotated the hour hand, making a clicking sound.

Then, an invisible wave spread rapidly outwards from 'Nianzhuo' as its center.

The world has come to a standstill.

Everyone remained frozen in place, just as they had been a second ago.

Time in the world has been stopped at this moment.

“We can’t not keep quiet during the trial…” Nianzhuo flexed his wrists and gripped the Time Gunsword in his hand.

Stroking the silver gun barrel, 'Nian Zhuo' nodded in satisfaction.

"Well, it seems that even in modern times there are some good things..." He then removed the Cronus's watch face and placed it on the gun.

'Nian Zhuo' flicked his gun, and dark green energy gathered at the muzzle.

"Finish Time—" For some reason, the sound effect was much heavier than before.

Pointing his gun at the numerous monsters summoned by the Demon God Pillar, Nen-Ts, 'Nen-Ts' pulled the trigger.

"Critical Judgment Time Break-!"

Green energy coalesced into a swarm of arrows, which shot into the summoned monsters, unleashing a green tornado.

“Perfect—!” The words appeared on the monster that was hit.

The moment it was struck by the green arrow, the monster was thrown backward by the explosion, and then frozen in place again by the stopped time.

“Hmm~” Nianzhuo nodded in satisfaction with the power of the attack. He then rotated the gun, and the bright silver blade replaced the original short gun. After switching to sword mode, Nianzhuo carefully examined his reflection on the sword.

Without stopping, Nianzhuo slowly moved forward, looking at Medea in mid-air.

“Hmm—” Nodding, 'Nianzhuo' placed the dial on the sword until the entire blade was stained with green fluorescence.

“Is there another ignorant child here too? —” Holding the sword hilt in one hand, 'Nian Zhuo' turned his back to Medea and wiped the sword light that was gradually filling his hand.

"—I hate it." Then, she suddenly turned around and 'Nian Zhuo' swung her sword at Medea in mid-air.

"Finish Time—!"

A dark green sword light flew from the blade and swiftly sliced ​​across Medea's body.

"Ah—!" Medea could only let out a scream before her figure stopped in mid-air again before it even landed.

The word "Hit——!" appeared on her abdomen.

“Then, this should be the last one.” 'Nian Zhuo' sheathed the Time Gun Sword and looked at the last one, the bloated Demon God Pillar · Buddhaus, as he slowly approached.

Nianzhuo tapped the other person's eye and shook his head as if somewhat dissatisfied.