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

A sharp, shattering sound accompanied Kintoki's eyes as they gradually widened.

The golden axe held in his hand.

At this moment, only half remains.

The remaining axe blades transformed into countless golden fragments.

"Ha—is that all?" The man pressed his head hard, looked at the defeated Kintoki with his scarlet eyes, and disappeared from the spot.

Then, he appeared in front of Kintoki.

"I hate rude guys." He extended his index finger and gently tapped Kintoki's forehead.

Unable to escape or break free, Kintoki could only watch helplessly as the other's index finger drew ever closer.

Then--

Kintoki's eyes lost their luster.

The spiritual core on its chest emitted a cracking sound as it succumbed to the immense pressure.

Kintoki's body turned into pitch-black ashes and vanished completely.

With just a finger, the man didn't even use any so-called treasures, just... a finger.

"How is this possible—" This was met with incredulous stares from everyone on the ground.

"Damn it, damn it!" Nianzhuo slammed his hand on the ground, looking at the figure standing on the mountaintop with resentment—his [future] self.

"Hmph—not bad eyesight." Even from a distance, the man could clearly see the almost distorted expression of anger on Nian Zhuo's face. "Hmm~ I'm supposed to be the one who gave you power~ This expression of yours isn't very nice~" Then, he took a step forward.

"Or perhaps—" This step seemed to traverse such a long distance, arriving directly in front of Nianzhuo and the others.

"—Now you think you have the power to challenge me? Trash?" Under everyone's incredulous gaze, the man stretched out his finger again, and dark red light tore through space, heading towards Nian Zhuo's head, who was kneeling on the ground.

"Ugh—!!" He couldn't move, not even a finger.

Nian Zhuo could only watch helplessly as the dark red light hurtled toward his head. The space around him... no, it should be said that his time was frozen in time forever by that guy.

"In the end, I still couldn't win..." Staring at the incoming light, Nianzhuo slowly closed his eyes.

"Damn it, I'm so unwilling to accept this..."

A crisp cracking sound rang out.

*Pfft*—warm blood splattered onto Nianzhuo's face.

"But...this isn't mine?" Without feeling death approaching, Nianzhuo opened his eyes.

—A beautiful blue figure collapsed before him.

"Tamamo-no-Mae—!!!" His brain went blank, but his mouth blurted out the girl's name in front of him.

"Oh?" The man looked with interest at the fox girl lying on the ground, barely alive.

"Tamamo-no-Mae, Tamamo-no-Mae!" Time flowed again around them, and Nianzhuo hurriedly crawled towards the fallen Tamamo-no-Mae, holding her in his arms. "Are you stupid! Are you stupid! What are you doing!"

"I..." The mirror in front of Tamamo-no-Mae had shattered into countless fragments, but she didn't even glance at it.

From beginning to end, she kept her eyes on Nianzhuo, who was holding her.

“I… am… saving… my… master…” Her fingers trembled as she climbed up Nianzhuo’s cheek. Her fox ears were drooping, but the girl’s face was filled with a happy smile. “This time… finally… it’s my turn… to… save you… master.”

"I told you... I told you... I'm not your master..." He frantically tried to press the wound to help her, but Nianzhuo was surprised to find that Tamamo-no-Mae's body, from the wound hit by the light, had begun to turn into ashes and dissipate.

"No...no...!"

“Master…” Stroking Nenjou’s cheek, Tamamo-no-Mae’s tears welled up. “My…master…”

"It is absolutely... impossible... to lose."

"I will absolutely not... lose to... that kind of guy... who has nothing but strength."

"Even if he is defeated... he will absolutely... absolutely... be able to stand up again... the strongest... knight in the world."

"No... Tamamo..." The words were cut short as Tamamo-no-Mae in his arms turned to ashes. Nianzhuo reached out to grab a piece, but his hand was empty, devoid of anything.

Just like... myself right now.

"How do you feel now?" The man looking down at him with a condescending laugh rang out. "You should understand by now that you're nothing special."

"You can only bully those Heroic Spirits who know everything about you. You can only fight those Heroic Spirits who are not as strong as you... oh no, I should say those who are not as strong as you in terms of knightly power."

“But what about me?” He opened his arms. “How could you possibly defeat me, a beast like me, or even the complete form of Nen Zhuo who has obtained all the powers of the knights?”

"You! You bastard!" Nian Zhuo raised his head angrily, staring at the demon with bloodshot eyes.

The time driver appeared at his waist.

"Oh, is it starting?" The man grinned maliciously, but stood still with his arms crossed.

"Go ahead and change, I'll wait for you." She smiled slightly.

"Come on! Zio, Decade, Gaim!" He pulled out the strongest set of Rider Power that he could use at this stage.

An orange glow appeared alongside black and white cards and a silver time ring.

Nianzhuo gripped the large orange pill in both hands and ran towards the other party.

"Aaaaaah!" The original power of Gaim, along with the power of Decade and Zio, was superimposed on the Great Orange Pill, transforming into a three-colored light.

With hands clenched tightly, Nian Zhuo crossed his hands and chopped them down towards the opponent's head.

"Hmm, all done?" He met the other person's smiling face, but the next moment it turned ferocious.

"Then you should die!"

He stretched out his palm and grasped the two large orange pills that were swung at the same time.

Without giving Nian Zhuo a chance to strike, just as his hands were about to cross, the man grabbed the two large orange pills with one hand.

"Feel despair." He clasped his hands together slightly.

The three-colored light shattered upon contact, and even the Great Orange Pill itself was reduced to countless fragments...

“…No, how could this be…” Nian Zhuo stared blankly at the countless fragments of the Great Orange Pill.

The next moment, his chest was pierced violently by the other person's hand.

Blood splattered on the ground. Sheng Hong, Decade and Zio's armor couldn't even defend themselves; they were like thin paper in front of the opponent's palm.

"Oops, I inserted it in the wrong place." Slightly surprised, the man slammed Nian Zhuo's body, which he was holding, onto the ground.

Thump—a dull thud as the ground beneath their feet instantly sank into a crater several meters deep.

The man walked to Nianzhuo in the center of the pit and kicked him in the stomach.

With a loud bang, Nian Zhuo's figure flew backward, tracing an arc in the sky before crashing to the ground.

Another dull thud echoed as Nian Zhuo couldn't even maintain his knight form this time.

The time drive fell to the side, and the dial, trailing black smoke, landed around his body.

"Pfft—" The armor was removed, and blood spurted from Nian Zhuo's mouth as he lay on the ground.

Before me, a hideous demon was approaching.

First, take a short vacation.

Well, I think everyone in the group knows the reason, but for those who aren't in the group, let me explain: my mom recently came back. Well, she's against me writing a book, and she even locked my computer, which is the most important thing! So I can't update right now, but I guess... next week! I should be able to continue writing then. Please forgive me!

Den-O, Death

The flowing blood converged into streams, slowly flowing along the cracks in the rocks.

Lying on the ground, Nianzhuo struggled to open his eyes, watching the grinning demon slowly approach.

"I... lost to him again..." The humiliation of defeat was more deadly than the wound on his chest, burning Nianzhuo's heart at all times.

Why, why is it always like this?

Every time I make a firm decision, setbacks and despair always come to question me.

"Hey, is that all you've got?" Raising his foot and stepping on Nian Zhuo's wrist, Nian Zhuo, seeing the pain on his past self's dusty face, couldn't suppress his joy as a [Beast]. "You really disappoint me. This power is a complete waste on you."

"Ah~ right, right, why don't we just destroy your driver too?" Suddenly, an amused expression appeared on the man's face as he looked at the Time Driver beside him, and a dark golden ball of light appeared in his hand.

"What—!" Upon realizing the other party's intention, Nian Zhuo's eyes widened as he watched their actions. Ignoring the snapping pain in his wrist, he struggled to stop them, shouting, "Stop!"

"Shut up." However, with just one strike, Nian Zhuo was sent flying, his back slamming heavily against a rock, the impact causing him to spit out another mouthful of blood.

In that brief moment, Nencho's driver was already in the other party's hands.

His palm clenched slightly, and dark golden lightning spread from his hand throughout the entire Time Driver.

A series of cracking sounds rang out as cracks continued to appear on the Time Driver.

With just a gentle squeeze, Nencho's driver shattered into pieces in the other's hand and fell to the ground.

It's over, everything... is over.

He could only watch helplessly as the other party destroyed his driver. Nian Zhuo's body felt as if his bones had been removed, and he slid to the ground.

Only then did he notice that Mash Ritsuka and Mordred had already been bound by silver chains and were unable to move.

"This power..." Blue, purple, and magenta light flickered in his hand. It was the experience card that Nian Zhuo obtained after gaining the recognition of all the knights, representing the power of the knights they represented.

Kamen Rider Fourze: Cosmic Switch Meteor Nadeshiko Fusion State.

Kamen Rider OOO Dinosaur Combo / Super TaToBa Combo.

Kamen Rider Decade: Old Decade God Form.

But now, no amount of knightly power would be enough against them...

However, Nian Zhuo's gaze fell on the purple light.

"Dinosaur combo, it seems like it could cause people to lose control... even self-destruct, right..." He looked at the light in his hand, as if answering his own question. "If, if death is inevitable, if failure is inevitable..."

As the other lights gradually faded, Nian Zhuo tightly gripped the purple light in his palm, his eyes hardening.

"Rather than be killed by you! I'd rather make a scene and die on my own!" Clutching the wound on his chest from which blood was constantly seeping, Nian Zhuo stretched out one hand, and purple light gradually shone, illuminating Nian Zhuo's already broken body.

"Ugh!" Upon hearing Nian Zhuo's words, the three bound by chains suddenly intensified their struggles. Looking at Nian Zhuo's figure, Mashu and Ritsuka shook their heads vigorously, making continuous "uh-uh" sounds.