Kamen Rider is playing the villain in Pretty Cure

"What did you say!?"

Ash suddenly became excited and stood up holding the collar of the god in front of him. The blue god, who was suddenly lifted up a lot, also rolled his eyes with a puzzled look, as if he didn't understand why Ash was so excited.

What...what did you do?

"A-Ash-san, calm down. Lord Blue God didn't mean that—Guwa!"

The ribbon that originally wanted to mediate the relationship was knocked unconscious by him with a knife. At this moment, Ash's eyes, which were not bloodshot, were shining with a blood-red light. He held up the gradually tightening collar with one hand, making the God feel a little difficult to breathe.

"Are you trying to say that even if Kei and the others failed, lost, or died, you can just find a few new little girls to fill the vacancies as Pretty Cure and continue to protect the world and everything will be fine?"

When he faced elves like Xia Lulu, he had once playfully mocked them, saying that if their partners died, they could just find a new successor. But after learning about the personalities of these elves, Ash realized that they would never do such a heartless thing.

but now.

Ash was growling.

"So what you're saying is that the Earth is so big that you can find a girl who can become a Pretty Cure anywhere if you want?"

"So you're trying to tell me that there are as many heroes as you want?!"

I don't need you to tell me this kind of thing!

Although he wanted to explain something, the god, who was held up by the collar with one hand and was facing Ash like a raging bull, was suppressed by the dark oppressive force and could only open his mouth but could not say anything.

Even now he still couldn't understand what was wrong with the man in front of him. He looked like he had touched his reverse scale, with flames burning in his eyes that were about to burn him in the next second.

Ash was angry.

"Say it again if you can!!!"

The spit sprayed mercilessly on the face of the God of the Earth, who was concerned about the people of the planet.

Ash was venting.

Now he finally understood why he instinctively hated this god.

Because, no matter whether it is a good god or an evil god, as long as it is called a "god".

I have never seen such a shameful god.

Chapter 97: Special Attack on Gods, Affectionate Face-Breaking Fist!!

The experience of holding a god by the collar and scolding him from a commanding position was a very novel experience even for Ash.

However, Ash, who was originally very unhappy with his blatantly condescending attitude towards everything, did not expect that after experiencing some anger and venting, he would be surprised to see that.

Next, there is a fact that makes Ash even more angry.

Face your own questions.

"Yes."

He admitted it.

"If that's what you think, then so be it."

The Blue God, who was rarely tough, looked directly at Ash with burning anger in his eyes, but he had no intention of lying, so Ash could see that he really thought so.

"Megumi and the others are the Pretty Cures who protected this Hikari Hill, so I will do my best to help them. I am also very grateful for their efforts!"

But, would you choose the safety of Pretty Cure and the others? Or would you choose the possibility of continuing to protect the Earth?

This is still not an option for Him.

I love this blue planet and I love all the lives on this planet. That's why I share this love equally with everyone!

"As long as I can protect this planet, I am willing to pay any price and do anything!"

Feeling the force holding up his collar loosen, Lan Shen's voice became louder and louder as he declared what he had done.

"I am the God of this Earth. I love this planet and all life on it! But because of this, I have more things to protect."

As the God of Earth, of course I have to do this!

"So, don't just place your unrealistic expectations on me!"

“Bang—!!!”

Time seemed to freeze at that moment, and the dull thud made when the powerful straight punch collided with the cheek exploded on Ash's fist and Blue God's face.

When Ash's ordinary straight punch, without any additional force, hit the Blue God's righteous face fiercely, the power of a human being was instantly released from the God's body.

The human's power caused the god to lose balance instantly, and his entire body flew backwards as if pushed by an invisible force. His body seemed to have lost gravity, dragging backwards rapidly in an arc in the air.

The god's flying figure knocked the neatly arranged mirrors behind him to pieces. The Blue God climbed up from the broken glass and coughed twice while shaking his head. There was confusion and pain in his eyes, and he could hardly see Ash's face in front of him.

He had never been beaten like this before.

And Ash just looked at Him coldly.

"I'm not going to criticize you as a sanctimonious hypocrite, because you have your reasons, and you believe in them anyway."

For some reason, he recalled the scene in the past when the Yamanaka team knocked down Commander Takakura with one punch.

"Your determination and willingness to sacrifice to save the entire planet are truly magnificent—truly magnificent."

"But it has nothing to do with me."

Coldly watching the god fall to the ground, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, in a state of disarray, Ash's expression gradually changed from infinitely gloomy to calm. Without saying anything more, he simply picked up the dazed ribbon and placed it safely on the sofa. Without even glancing at him, he walked into the aurora curtain that stretched out before him.

"If you are truly the kind of being called a 'God' that is revered by people, then I beg you for help."

You are good as a god.

"Let them decide the outcome themselves."

But it’s too far away from people.

"Please—don't try to help."

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"Well..."

When Iona, who had been tricked, saw herself falling into the mirror, she thought to herself that it was not good, but it was too late to stop or regret.

Phantom! You plotted against me! Phantom!!

"No no no!"

When the whole person fell to the ground in another world in a dog-eating-shit posture, the girl kneeling on the ground with her stomach churning covered her mouth with one hand to avoid vomiting a rainbow on the spot.

The girl, who had teleported into a chaotic space not long ago and had been clearly manipulated by the other party, felt as if she had been free-falling for two hours on a bungee jumping machine. She held on to her dizzy head and instinctively wanted to observe the reactions of the people around her, but the abnormality was first conveyed to her by the feeling in her hands.

"?"

She grabbed the soil in her hand. It was an overly soft and moist black soil. She could smell a salty smell that made her slightly sober, as if the soil was watered by the tears of someone unknown.

But these are not the main points. The main point is that she can feel from the soil...

What is buried within it is almost turning into actual "despair".

“Where on earth is this place—!”

After looking around and seeing clearly what those upright reflective objects were, the girl, shocked beyond words, silently raised her hand to cover her open mouth.

In this sunless land, rows of coffins were neatly arranged in a basin surrounding the girl. However, what really frightened her was not the horror movie-like setting, but...

Bound and buried in these transparent mirror coffins with countless crimson ribbons are none other than the Pretty Cure who, after losing their powers and leaving only a thin bath towel to cover their battle uniforms, are now nothing more than beautiful girls.

From these Pretty Cures whose eyes were closed and whose life or death was unknown, Iona could see countless unwillingness and despair, and even a few tears of sadness and reluctance were sealed in the coffins.

"As many mirrors as there are, so many misfortunes."

"Who, come out!"

A voice from nowhere startled the girl, and she felt a chilling presence wash over her. The atmosphere, reminiscent of a cemetery, filled her with the most oppressive and unsettling feelings of her life. She could almost hear the sorrow and loss of these young women lingering in the air.

As if reminded by these words, she carefully scanned several coffins that were close together and was suddenly shocked. In one of the coffins, she saw the Egyptian Pretty Cure who had been defeated and abducted by the Phantom just last week. Looking more closely, she saw the Australian Pretty Cure "Angel of the Southern Cross" who had been defeated and disappeared a few years ago next to her. Wasn't she also sealed here?!

A careful count yielded a number that frightened even her. Dozens, hundreds, maybe even thousands? How many Pretty Cures were "buried" in this space?! This place was simply—

"Yes."

Suddenly, the voice that came from behind was indeed from the phantom that had set a trap for him. Without any specific emotion in his voice, he introduced it to the girl whose forehead began to sweat.

"In the past, countless Pretty Cures exhausted their strength and radiance here, collapsing in despair."

"In other words, this is the graveyard for your Pretty Cure."

Ever since his defeat by Decade, the short sword that had been reforged on his back and was now emitting a terrifying red glow was being drawn out of its sheath in his hand.

"The Angel of Destiny is your enemy, and you are the one who annoys the Phantom Queen."

"I'm going to chop you right here."

Chapter 98 Pretty Cure Not a Saint

This invasion of the Hill of Light was a plan led by Phantom.

It would be better to first randomly generate a large number of evil beasts that are heavy on quality but not weight to wreak havoc, and then fight with the other three Pretty Cures to hold them back. It would be even better if they could attract the attention of the passing Kamen Rider together, and all this was just to hook the purple Pretty Cure in front of them - the "Angel of Destiny".

Although he had no interest in their private affairs, Phantom, as the Phantom Queen's loyal dog, learned a lot of information from the live broadcast that the Queen was obsessed with watching while serving her, such as the gap between the Angel of Destiny and the Princess Angel. This gap that made her alone was exactly the Phantom's confidence in the completion of the plan.

"This is the graveyard of your Pretty Cure."

The more nervous Iona appeared, the more satisfied Phantom felt.

Thinking of the guy claiming to be a passing Kamen Rider... Phantom's eyes suddenly became filled with danger. He was now convinced that this guy was the number one obstacle standing in the way of the Phantom Empire. And to make matters worse, three Pretty Cures had been drawn to him and were constantly circling around him! Isn't this a terrible situation?

In order to prevent the girl in front of him, who was once very close to him, from becoming the fourth Pretty Cure by his side, making the situation even more unfavorable for their Phantom Empire, Phantom chose to strike first.

not to mention....

'This purple one has so much screen time, it's really annoying!'

Thinking of the disgust that Her Majesty the Queen had expressed towards this person when she was watching the live broadcast not long ago, Phantom's heart also revealed naked evil.

I will not judge the Queen's likes and dislikes, but as her loyal dog, it is my natural duty to kill anything that annoys her.

so....

"Cure Fortune."

When the recast red blade of light was aimed at the Angel of Destiny who was sweating profusely in front of her, the Phantom's murderous intent also pressed towards her at this moment.

"I'm going to chop you right here."

So many reasons.

There is no reason not to do it.

"Don't underestimate me—Phantom!"

When fear and timidity reach a certain limit, anger and fighting spirit surge like a tide. This was exactly what happened to Iona at this moment. As if forgetting her exhausted body, she actually attacked the phantom!

"madness."

It was easy to see that the opponent was at the end of his strength after the continuous consumption of fighting alone. Naturally, he welcomed such a suicidal phantom. He spun the red blade in his hand and chopped it steadily at the opponent's back.

At the critical moment, it was Iona who desperately stretched out her knife hand and touched the knife first, and she was in a stalemate with the phantom... No, if you look closely, Iona was not stupid enough to use her hands to chop against the sword. She just used the knife hand with a burning light to firmly press against the opponent's wrist holding the knife!

However, this was the extent of his cleverness. As Iona was in a stalemate with the phantom, she could see the ease on the other's face, but she herself could not move forward at all.

Damn it—I clearly had to defeat the Phantom Empire to prove it to that Ash! I clearly had to rescue my sister!

Why, why am I still so weak!

At this moment, thinking about the time when she had been upset and refused to join the team, even though she knew it was useless to regret it, a kind of excessive regret still crawled into her heart like an ant.

Next time, try to apologize to them...if there is a next time.

However, Iona chose to continue suppressing all negative emotions and firmly fought against the phantom.

"I will expose your evil deeds here to the world!"

By then, all Pretty Cure girls and their supporters will regard you as their most hateful enemy! They wish they could eat your flesh alive, drink your blood, pull out your tendons, grind your bones and scatter your ashes!