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

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“Agent (Lady Anchin)... There’s something strange happening here. We’re worried about you…” Intermittently, flames appeared on Elizabeth and Kiyohime’s bodies.

Zhuo immediately carried the two women out of the encroaching darkness. Instantly, the girls' injuries lessened considerably.

“This is… a curse upon those with dragon traits.” Turbid frowned, stroking the scorch marks on the arms of the two Servants.

"You two wait for me here." After placing the two Servants on the grass to rest, Zhuo immediately stood up. "Wait for me to return with his life."

Stepping out of the area created by Another Rider Ex-Aid, Zhuo looked at the monster that had remained motionless in front of him and slowly spoke.

"Why didn't you attack when I carried them away?" Just now, Zhuo Mingming had exposed his back to the alien knight, but it chose to watch Nian Zhuo carry the two women away without launching an attack.

“You are…our…noble king…” The alien knight struggled to utter the words, raising his claws. “Over there…the woman…is…your. But…they are…disgusting.”

"Is that so..." Zhuo shook his head noncommittally, stomping his foot. "This domain not only enhances your attributes, but also has a curse on enemies with dragon characteristics?"

“...That’s right.” The Otherworldly Knight nodded, indicating that his guess was correct.

“…Alright, then the punishment for their injuries,” Zhuo pointed to Elizabeth and Kiyohime not far away, and raised the chainsaw again, “is to exchange your life for theirs.”

—The battle has begun again.

However, this time Zhuo found himself at a disadvantage.

With the boost from Another Rider Ex-Aid's "Drago Force Link," Another Rider's strength, agility, and endurance all surpassed those of Jō.

"Bang—clang—" The chest armor was slashed by the Another Rider's claws, and then breath was spewed out again from the dragon head's mouth on the Another Rider's head.

"Drago Knight Critical Strike!"

The black dragon's breath melted the earth and struck Zhuo's chest, who was in a dazed state.

The turbid figure was sent flying, leaving trails of black smoke on the ground.

"Cough cough—" He collapsed to the ground, clutching his chest with difficulty. There, he had been burned by Fafnir's breath.

"To be hit in the chest twice by a dragon's breath, I'm really not qualified to be a dragon hunter." He coughed as he stood up, but the alien knight in front of him seemed to be taking it easy.

“Our king… I never imagined… that I could actually… defeat you one day.” The Otherworldly Knight chuckled, flexing his claws. “Although… I’ve been dreaming about it.”

"You know what, Your Majesty—my abilities go far beyond this." With a snap of his fingers, a surge of blue energy appeared out of thin air. Marie, who was fighting for the French army in the distance, suddenly felt a wave of weakness and involuntarily halted her attack.

"What...is this feeling?" As she moved her hands, Mary could feel a portion of her power being taken away.

“Then—” The Alien Knight felt confident that he had the upper hand. “I will use the power of the woman you once risked your life to save to execute you!” Black roses sprouted from the ground out of thin air, rushing towards Nian Zhuo who was lying on the ground with sharp thorns.

Entwining, endlessly entwining. Pulling the turbid material up from the ground and arranging it into the shape of a cross.

“Ha—” Looking at Nencho, who looked like a criminal being judged, the Another Rider Ex-Aid stroked its claws. “Well then, after this battle, I will congratulate you on your future.”

"Is that so..." Zhuo, whose expression was obscured by the crucifix, shook his head.

“Then, again—” The claws closed, and black flames surged from the dragon head on Another Rider’s head once more. Seeing that Nian Zhuo had nowhere to hide, Another Rider Ex-Aid’s mouth twitched upwards again.

"----See."

"Thud—" The sound of a sword blade piercing flesh rang out.

"Huh!??" The alien knight stared wide-eyed in disbelief at the empty cross before him. "Your Majesty! How could you possibly get down from that cross?"

However, behind it, Zhuo Wuyan, who had already transformed into Zi-O's basic form, could only push the silver blade located on Another Rider's abdomen forward once more.

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle—" Little by little, it pierced through flesh, and the face of the Otherworld Knight Ex-Aid was contorted.

"It's a pity you almost killed me." Zhuo pressed the Ex-Aid watch face onto the Time Gunsword. "If I hadn't removed the Ex-Aid armor and replaced it with the smaller Drive armor..."

Just as Another Rider Ex-Aid lowered his guard, Zhuo deactivated Ex-Aid's armor form, took out the Drive watch, pressed it onto the driver, and activated the acceleration mode again, breaking free from its restraints and coming to its back.

"Well then—goodbye." Black flames ignited on the Time Gunsword.

"Aaaaaaahh ...

"finish time──" "Drgon fire time slash──"

Black flames enveloped the sword, burning away the body of the alien knight before it.

"Click—" A green watch face fell to the ground with a sound.

Zhuo squatted down to pick it up, but then fell to the ground uncontrollably.

"Cough cough cough cough!" Clutching the stinging pain in his chest, Zhuo muttered in a low voice, "So, the curse of that domain also works on me!"

Located within the End Singularity, on the Temple of Time Grande.

Getia looked at Nianzhuo, who was also a beast, sitting beside her.

Looking from his perspective, in Nianzhuo's palace.

The stone sculpture of Ex-Aid, the second to last Another Rider, slowly crumbled.

"Hmph—" Nian Zhuo let out a soft, ambiguous hum at the corner of his mouth.

Things that should not exist

Zhuo picked up the green watch face that Another Rider Ex-Aid had dropped on the ground. Needless to say, it was the watch face of Kamen Rider Chronos, the villainous rider of Ex-Aid.

The Kamenrider Cronus 2016 features a knight soaring through the skies engraved on its dial. His black and green eyes exude an imposing aura, as calm as a tranquil sea. Yet, only those who know the story can discern the turbulent undercurrents hidden beneath that calm surface.

"Congratulations, host, you have obtained another villain knight watch face." The system's calm voice sounded in his mind, but Zhuo's face showed no joy or relief. He put the watch face in his pocket and strode away towards the battlefield.

"There's nothing to congratulate me on. The more villainous knight watches I acquire, the happier that demon will be," Zhuo said softly, striding away. "Also, I will never become his."

On the other hand, the situation in Chaldea is not optimistic.

Even with dragon-slaying heroes like Siegfried and Georgios joining the fight, and even if Mary, who was originally sacrificed, hadn't left, the group still wouldn't have been able to gain the upper hand in this chaotic battle.

There were simply too many dragons. Putting aside the evil dragon behind Jeanne Alter, the overwhelming number of wyverns was a bit of a challenge even for Siegfried.

Moreover, Jeanne Alter, with the blessing of the Holy Grail, can continuously summon dragons.

"Ugh!" Elizabeth, whose injuries had healed, pierced the dragon's chest again with her gun, but the next moment several more dragons surrounded her. "These damned bastards! Damn it! Damn it!" Before she could catch her breath, more and more dragons pounced on her.

However, just as Elizabeth was about to be in danger, flames suddenly appeared and burned several dragons in front of her to ashes.

"Ara ara~ So this is the pure and noble dragon race? How utterly laughable." Kiyohime covered her mouth with her fan, a mocking smile on her face as she looked at the disheveled Elizabeth before her. "Aren't you going to thank me for saving your life?"

"Hmm! Who asked you to save me?" Elizabeth patted her chest and retorted defiantly.

However, even the longest battle will eventually come to a conclusion.

Siegfried and his companions broke through the encirclement and finally arrived before the crouching dragon.

“We’ve overcome so many obstacles. Finally, we’ve reached this point.” Siegfried looked up at the familiar rune and touched his chest. He turned back to Ritsuka and Mash, who were constantly following and covering him. “Well done, Master, and Mash Kyrielight.”

"The evil dragon is right before our eyes, but in this confrontation—I want to tell you the truth." Siegfried scratched his head awkwardly and revealed his deep-seated secret.

"Actually, I don't know how I defeated it before." After revealing a truth that would shock historians, Siegfried now looked somewhat endearing.

"Hey! Mr. Siegfried! Don't say such disturbing things!" Mash shouted as she fought, holding up her shield to block the attack coming from behind.

“Only one thing is deeply etched in my memory.” Siegfried’s hand gripping the greatsword trembled slightly as he stared at the howling dragon before him, muttering, “That was not a battle that could be won easily, but one that was won by sheer luck after countless failures.” Siegfried looked at Ritsuka beside him with eyes full of trust.

"Careful planning, bold action. We must have a comprehensive view of the whole situation, yet concentrate our attention on one point." With his eyes closed as if reciting some oath, Siegfried raised his greatsword.

"It must be like the sea and the sky, light and darkness—a way of doing things that is inclusive and mutually reinforcing. Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible to defeat that calamity dragon, Fafnir."

"I understand! I'll do my best to try!" Mash raised her shield, looking completely clueless, and continued fighting.

"And what about Master? You—are you also prepared for battle?" Siegfried looked at Ritsuka beside him, who was mustering her courage and clenching her fists with trusting eyes.

"Ah! Let's slay the evil dragon Fafnir! Our battle has only just begun!" The magical radiance emanating from her costume was applied to Siegfried.

"This is—" Siegfried felt a surge of power as he moved his hands. "So it's a support magic. I'm so glad you're so brave, Master." With a determined look, Siegfried finally aimed his greatsword straight at the evil dragon.

Now, Fafnir, sensing the aura of the dragon slayer once again, became restless, as if wanting to escape.

"Return to dust once more, evil dragon...!" Siegfried shouted, lifting Balmonk above his head.

"Yo—mind me to join in too?" Hearing the familiar tone, Mashu couldn't help but look behind her.

His figure was like a ghost, stepping on two-legged dragons and gliding across their heads.

Finally, the figure landed in front of them; it was Nian Zhuo, who had fought against the unknown monster not long ago.

"Mr. Nianzhuo, you're back safe and sound." Mashu finally breathed a sigh of relief, her heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down.

"Oh! I'm back from my mission. If you're going to slay the evil dragon, how can you not take me with you?" Zhuo transformed back into his Ex-Aid Dragon Knight Hunter form, hands on his hips, looking up at the rampaging figure.

Upon reaching Siegfried's side, the two dragon slayers, without needing to say a word, naturally assumed their fighting stances.

The final battle against the evil dragon has begun.

Holding the sword upright in front of his chest, Siegfried chanted loudly and pulled on the jewel on the hilt.

He flipped the driver at his waist, and the black flames of the dragon-slaying sword once again stained his turbid left foot.

The holy sword Balmong, which accomplished the great feat of slaying the dragon, has a sapphire on its hilt containing the divine magic of the True Aether.

"True Ether, unleash maximum power!"

"Fantasy Greatsword - Maximum Output!"

"Awaken from your golden dream!"

"The evil dragon...! It will surely be destroyed!"

"Fantasy Greatsword: Fallen Demon! {balmung}"

On the other side, Zhuo flipped the driver at his waist.

"Finish time—"

"O calamity dragon slumbering in a dreamlike state—"

"Here—we display the brilliance of our dragon-slaying flames!"

"Burn out—!"

"Drgon fire time breake!!"

The azure radiance was more magnificent than ever before, and the black flames on the turbid feet burned ever hotter.