Digital Hackers' Memories

"Otherwise, the Ministry of Transport will prosecute you on multiple charges, including 'driving a motor vehicle without a license,' 'dangerous driving,' and 'illegally occupying a highway lane'!"

[A human being can actually keep up with Behemoth's speed?!]

Turning his head in disbelief, the Fallen Hell Beast finally saw the patrolling policeman who had warned him.

He was a young man who looked to be in his early twenties, and appeared to be a newcomer who had just joined the Ministry of Transport not long ago, as could be seen from his attire and position.

However, this seemingly ordinary rookie traffic policeman was driving in a way that was even more dangerous than the Fallen Hell Beast, quickly overtaking several biker gang members and patrolling traffic police in front of him.

chi...

The rubber tires rubbed violently against the concrete road surface, and every turn and every crossing by the rookie traffic policeman was like a stunt performance, leaving obvious tire friction marks on the road.

From an outsider's perspective, the rampaging police motorcycle looked like a wild beast out of control, repeatedly sliding and sliding through amidst deafening sirens, yet miraculously maintaining a delicate balance.

Especially on this busy road, the police motorcycles that kick up a cloud of dust and overtake the vehicles in front are far more dangerous than Behemoth.

"Hey you up there, can't you understand human language?!"

"Pull over right now, immediately, and I'll consider reducing your sentence!"

Hearing the warning echoing in his ears, the Fallen Hell Beast was momentarily stunned before a maniacal smile crept onto its lips.

"Want to catch me? You're a million years too early!"

Without forcibly increasing Behemoth's horsepower, the Fallen Beast, within the speed limit of the "motorcycle" concept, actually engaged in a technical contest with the rookie traffic policeman behind it.

hold head high……

Like a roaring dragon from hell, Behemoth, whose horsepower had not been significantly increased, changed its previous "leading" posture and instead moved like a nimble cheetah, actively weaving through the speeding vehicles.

If the previous races were simply about speed, then the competition was about the driver's courage and the motorcycle's performance.

So, after the Fallen Hell Beast's competitive spirit was aroused, the entire convoy began to weave through various rugged and treacherous bends and busy traffic.

In an instant, the massive convoy that had been following the Fallen Hell Beast was blocked and cut off by various vehicles.

Only a small number of skilled pilots could keep up with Behemoth's speed and closely follow behind the Fallen Hellmon.

Among them, the angry and excited rookie traffic policeman was closest to the Fallen Hell Beast, seemingly ready to overtake and stop it at any moment.

For the rookie traffic cop, he was furious at the Fallen Hell Beast for deliberately driving its motorcycle into the busy road.

Because that would disrupt traffic throughout Tokyo and could potentially cause accidental injuries or deaths to unidentified members of the public, it is an absolute "villain."

However, the rookie traffic cop had to admit that racing against the Fallen Hell Beast had stirred up a long-lost sense of excitement in him.

Since winning the title of "Tokyo Speed ​​King," the rookie traffic cop, or rather, Eiji Fujiwara, hasn't had a proper race with anyone for a long time.

Although the younger brother in the family has outstanding talent, he is in his rebellious phase and despises his older brother who betrayed the biker gang. He rarely has the close relationship with him that he had when they were children.

Even his father, a traffic policeman who had high hopes for him, found it hard to understand the loneliness of Eiji Fujiwara, who couldn't find any rivals at his peak and had to leave his familiar field to become a civil servant.

Now, after a long period of silence, Fujiwara Eiji has rediscovered the thrill of navigating between life and death after encountering the Fallen Hell Beast.

At this moment, Fujiwara Eiji seemed to have forgotten his identity as a patrolling traffic policeman, and forgotten that he was no longer driving the modified "Faceless," using that police motorcycle to complete one difficult skill after another.

"That's... the Tokyo racing legend?"

"Hadn't he disappeared for a long time? So he became a traffic policeman?"

……

Fujiwara Eiji's exaggerated actions inevitably attracted the attention of the biker gang members who were also chasing after Beelzemon.

Unlike the patrolling traffic police who were clueless about what had happened, these members of the biker gang, who had been brutally beaten by Eiji Fujiwara, had a very deep impression of the "Tokyo Speed ​​King" who never took off his helmet.

It is said that even the current tacit "Hyakki Yagyō" (Night Parade of One Hundred Demons) carnival, which is now a collaboration between biker gangs and patrolling traffic police, was started by him.

Since the legendary "Tokyo Motorcycle King" retired, many younger riders have tried to imitate his behavior and achieve the record of leading a group of motorcycle enthusiasts to "speed around Tokyo" without being surpassed by anyone.

Unfortunately, since Eiji Fujiwara retired, no one has ever been able to break this record while being pursued and intercepted by patrolling traffic police.

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"What is that guy doing?"

Without much effort, Arkadimon and Ryuji in the sky noticed the long line of "Hyakki Yagyō" (Night Parade of One Hundred Demons) vehicles beneath their feet.

Who else could the leader be but the Fallen Hell Beast?

Despite having absolute air superiority, their tail was bitten by Behemoth, piloted by the Fallen Beast.

No matter how it changes direction, the Fallen Hellbeast can always find a way to get closer to itself in the bustling city.

This forced Arkadimon to the point of not daring to land was incredibly frustrating even for the emotionless and desireless Arkadimon, let alone Ryuji, who was already overwhelmed by negative emotions.

Unfortunately, despite his frustration, Ryuji dared not gamble on whether the other party would catch up with him, so he had no choice but to take Arkadimon to find a more suitable landing spot.

Chapter 58 SonicGaogamon (Black)

"I'm sorry, but this game is probably over."

Just as Fujiwara Eiji failed once again in his attempt to stop Behemoth, he suddenly heard a clear laugh.

"what?"

Before Fujiwara Eiji could even react, his police motorcycle engine suddenly emitted a piercing low groan, and then stalled without warning.

If it weren't for the momentum from the acceleration, the police motorcycle that suddenly stalled would probably have flipped over and rolled under the chassis of a car.

Even with Fujiwara Eiji's exceptional skills, he was not caught under any moving vehicle due to the motorcycle's sudden stall, but he was no longer able to chase Behemoth.

After all, compared to the demonized Behemoth, the motorcycle driven by Eiji Fujiwara was just an ordinary police motorcycle.

Even with Eiji Fujiwara's technical expertise, the Behemoth's speed is the limit without any modifications; it can only keep up with normal speeds.

Going a step further, the Fallen Hell Beasts might even begin to doubt whether Fujiwara Eiji is a normal human being.

“Your car has reached its limit, while my Behemoth is just beginning to exert its power.”

"The outcome of this game is no longer in doubt."

Consciously slowing down, Beelzemon turned its head to look at Fujiwara Eiji, who was repeatedly flooring the accelerator, and finally left him with only a black silhouette.

hold head high!

He watched helplessly as Behemoth first slowed down, then accelerated, and finally disappeared from his sight.

Fujiwara Eiji's competitive spirit had been ignited. He vowed that the next time he encountered the Fallen Hell Beast, he would show it what the real "Tokyo Speed ​​King" was.

"The Dark Knight? I'll remember you!"

"Next time, I'll definitely arrest you myself and lock you up in the police station!"

Reluctantly pulling his police motorcycle to the side of the road, Fujiwara Eiji turned around and stood in the very center of the road, then took out his baton.

"Hey! You bastards in the back, I can't catch the 'leader' anymore!"

"But you lot who took advantage of the chaos, you'd better come with me to the police station!"

Despite shouting as a "loser," Fujiwara Eiji exuded an even stronger aura than before.

Startled by the other party's crazy actions, the biker gang members who had been closely following the two stopped and began to hurl insults at Fujiwara Eiji, who was standing in the middle of the intersection.

"You're insane! Are you looking to die?"

"Standing in the middle of the road to stop cars? Aren't you afraid of getting hit and killed?"

"You're breaking the rules! You clearly didn't catch up with the 'leader,' so what right do you have to stop us?!"

……

Despite venting their frustrations, the biker gang had no choice but to accept the end of their "Night Parade of One Hundred Demons" carnival, given Fujiwara Eiji's nonchalant attitude and the fact that his face practically screamed "Go ahead and run me over if you dare!"

Ultimately, the tacit understanding between the biker gangs and the patrolling traffic police is just that—tacit understanding—rather than any written rule.

Once they encounter Eiji Fujiwara, the unruly "rule-maker," the biker gangs can only obediently admit defeat and allow the patrolling traffic police who catch up with them to arrest them.

After all, Eiji Fujiwara was a true "Tokyo Speed ​​King," so the biker gangs didn't really feel wronged to lose to such a legendary figure.

They were just a little disappointed that they couldn't witness the moment when the "Dark Knight" broke the record.

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"What a thrilling match!"

In the shadows, a Digimon who had witnessed the entire race between Beelzemon and Eiji Fujiwara exclaimed in admiration after the competition ended.

It was a dark werewolf with a rocket-propelled device on its back and a body that had undergone specialized mechanical modifications.

In fact, although it has the appearance of a standard Virus type, BlackSonicGaogmon, a subspecies of SonicGaogmon, is a genuine Data type Ultimate level.

However, because its digital core was mixed with a special substance called "Black Digitron" during its evolution, it turned into the dark werewolf it is today.

Most importantly, compared to other subspecies forms of Digimon, BlackSonicGaOGon is actually weakened compared to its normal form, MachGaOGon.

Because of the influence of the "Black Digitron" substance, BlackSonicGaogamon's rocket booster's time in the air increased, but its top speed and burst speed were slightly weaker than normal SonicGaogamon.

Therefore, BlackSonicGaogamon can only try to make up for this natural evolutionary defect through continuous effort and training.

Of course, SonicGaogamon doesn't really care about its evolutionary "defects".

As the saying goes, being strong is only a temporary thing, but being handsome is a lifelong thing.

Trading power for good looks is hardly a pity for SonicGaogamon, who doesn't actually pursue "absolute power".

Not to mention that this kind of "defect" can actually be made up for through hard work.

Especially after possessing a "perfect body," almost every fully evolved being has the opportunity to make up for its shortcomings and pursue infinitely upward evolution.

This is why, even though they belong to the same type of Digimon, the differences between some Digimon are difficult to describe in words.

As the saying goes, talent and race determine your upper limit, but hard work and diligence are the lower limit of your success.

BlackSonicGaogamon is confident that he can surpass all other SonicGaogamon through his own efforts and become the fastest and strongest SonicGaogamon in the Digital World.

"That human who pursues ultimate speed, he should be able to help me take another step forward!"

They didn't linger too much attention on Beelzemon, because SonicGaogamon knew that the so-called "Dark Knight" was actually a Digimon.

BlackSonicGaOG Beast's real target was Eiji Fujiwara, the man who pursued ultimate speed.

Because of Fujiwara Eiji, BlackSonicGaogamon sensed a competitive spirit that was familiar to it, a potential that could make it even faster.

"And he needs my help too."

SonicGaogamon needs Eiji Fujiwara's power to make up for its evolutionary deficiencies, while Eiji Fujiwara needs SonicGaogamon to have any chance of defeating the "Dark Knight".

Having realized this, BlackSonicGaogmon, who had been wandering the human world for several days, finally made up his mind.

"He's the partner I've been looking for!"

Chapter Fifty-Nine: Hell Chariot

Let's not discuss what might happen after Eiji Fujiwara and BlackSonicGaOGarmon.

At this very moment, Behemoth, which was being eagerly anticipated by the biker gang members and patrolling traffic police, had finally finished warming up and was now urging Behemoth to accelerate at full speed.

hold head high!

The roar of the motorcycle was like the roar of a dragon, and Fallen Hell Beast could feel that its current speed had already broken the speed of sound.

Most obviously, wherever Behemoth passed, all the glass windows shattered into pieces, and the deafening screams made countless people cover their ears.

Silence—Boom!

Fortunately, after escaping the pursuit of those humans, the Fallen Hellbeast consciously chose to speed across some deserted overpasses or highways; otherwise, the sonic booms of just a few minutes could have caused hundreds of injuries.

"Finally caught up with you, Arkadimon!"

After traveling for several minutes, the supersonic Behemoth finally crossed a small part of Tokyo and arrived at the famous Rainbow Bridge.

Above the Rainbow Bridge, Arkadimon, trying to escape Beelzemon and find a safe landing spot, was flying there.

boom!

Without the slightest hesitation, Behemoth, piloting Behemoth, burst through the protective railings and plummeted straight to the sea surface.

Unexpectedly, the Fallen Hell Beast did not sink directly to the seabed like ordinary drowning victims.

On the contrary, Behemoth, traveling at high speed, sped across the water thanks to its superior performance, just like a speedboat at its maximum speed, splashing up countless water droplets.

"That's enough, Arkadimon!"

Without hesitation, the Fallen Hellbeast drew its demonized shotgun and raised its right hand, aiming its pistol at the tiny black dot in the sky.

Under normal circumstances, even a professional sniper with a high-powered scope would not be able to hit Arkadimon in this situation.