Kamen Rider Zi-O, Dimensional Descent

"The woman in the yellow-green dress that my Demon King just mentioned is one of them. She's a member of the 'Right Seat of God,' the deepest branch of the organization, and her codename is—'The Wind Ahead.'"

Is that all?

"That's all for now; more specific information hasn't been fully revealed yet."

The Oma Tales Calendar KT will continuously record new information as Yan Ming and Woz need to trace the details. Everything about this world will gradually be recorded in it, but it will take some time to observe all of it.

Even so, they have already figured out who caused the riots.

"Is the enemy this time a mage...?"

"What do you intend to do, my Demon King?"

Just as Yan Ming was about to say something, he heard a loud explosion coming from afar.

That's not something a magician would do.

It looks more like... an armed force fighting within Academy City.

"Gates, go check on the situation over there."

"And what about you?"

"Find out where that magician is, and then defeat her."

"So you just stole the best guy who could fight... Never mind, saving people is the priority now."

Although Gates knew very well that the magician was obviously more suitable as the opponent this time, he had no choice but to let Yan Ming deal with those small fry troops.

"I'll contact you by phone after it's done. That's all, I'm leaving."

They nodded to each other and then went their separate ways.

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"Humph."

The wind ahead smiled mockingly.

She was standing near a street when she spotted the target she needed to hunt down.

A nun dressed in white.

She was wandering back and forth in the street, surrounded by people lying on the ground.

"The Catalogue of Banned Books, haha! It's come to me so easily, let's find a target first!"

Imagine Breaker and Index are the targets she needs to capture or eliminate.

The wind in front of him directly raised the hammer in his hand, enveloping the tip of the hammer in a special kind of wind.

A single blow could pierce through the fragile body of an ordinary girl and kill her instantly.

However, Index of Forbidden Books should still have some defensive spells on it, which is what Wind Ahead wants. Just knock Index of Forbidden Books unconscious, then take it back to report, and that will be enough.

"Meeting me is your misfortune, hmph! Blow me into the sky—!!"

then.

Just as she was about to swing her hammer—

The buzzing sound of a motorcycle suddenly rang in my ears.

Before the wind in front could react, a high-speed motorcycle was instantly in front of her, attacking her with its body.

"what?"

Even she was startled.

However, she quickly realized what was happening. Facing the passerby who was rushing towards her, the ultimate weapon, as if courting death, she grinned, poured powerful force into the hammer, and slammed it down.

The locomotive collided with the hammer of the wind ahead.

However, a powerful impact completely neutralized her power.

Under the watchful eye of the wind ahead, the motorcycle released a pale purple shockwave at an odd angle, which knocked the hammer away, while the opponent fell to a distance like a tail swing.

The hammer in her hand fell to the ground instantly.

Just as Feng Qianfang was about to reach for her weapon again, something like a ribbon wrapped around her hand.

"Huh?!"

Index finally realized what was happening and looked behind her in astonishment.

"W-what happened? What on earth happened?!"

From her perspective, she only saw a person sitting on a motorcycle, a strange woman, and... a man who used a scarf to turn into a ribbon and restrained the woman's hands.

The person on the motorcycle took off their helmet, revealing a face that Index recognized very well.

"It's you...the kind person who treated Touma and me to dinner before!"

Shilun Yanming, and his capable minister Woz.

He stepped off the motorcycle and looked at the woman in front of him.

"A member of the Roman Catholic Church's 'Right Seat of God,' the Wind Ahead?"

"…snort."

A strange smile suddenly appeared on the woman's lips.

Then, the hammer that had fallen not far away was instantly swept up by a gust of wind.

Woz was slightly startled. He felt a violent force coming from the end of the ribbon in his hand, which tore the ribbon to shreds.

The wind ahead raised its hand and used the gale to grasp the hammer back in its grasp.

"What a lovely day! So, what brings you all here to see me?"

"That's what we should be asking you, intruder."

Woz held the book and looked at the other person with an aggressive posture.

What brings you here?

"What's it to you?"

"If you don't want to answer, that's fine. We weren't planning on asking for your opinion anyway."

"ah…?"

Before the wind could react, the man in front of him had already put something on his waist.

The man holding the book spread his arms wide, revealing a pitying expression.

"The consequences of disrespecting the Demon King, the ruler of all things—"

"You shall experience right here, a moment of despair you will never forget for all eternity, you magician."

Volume 5, A Certain Magical Index: Chapter 203 - Another Unexpected Attacker

As one of the ultimate weapons of the Roman Catholic Church, the Wind Ahead possesses immense power that is unimaginable to ordinary people.

She alone could easily paralyze at least 80% of the functions of the entire Academy City, and could also put all 2.3 million people living in the city into a state equivalent to being in a state of suspended animation.

In terms of destructive power alone, she also possesses considerable strength.

…But.

No matter what, Feng never imagined that he, as the ultimate weapon chosen by two billion people—

It's incredible that a single individual could exert such a level of suppression on us.

"Well…!"

The wind ahead has been repelled countless times already.

She wielded a massive hammer, swinging it repeatedly to unleash a powerful, hurricane-force attack that defied perception.

But all of them were easily blocked by the opponent.

The figure clad in silver-purple armor, wielding a longsword, made no attempt to defend himself, simply using attacks to neutralize the attacks.

Sword by sword, at a speed exceeding the theoretical limits of human speed, it continuously cleaved through the cannonballs fired by the wind.

'What... happened?'

Simply being suppressed—that's the current situation for Frontline Wind.

This wasn't due to his own physical exhaustion or his opponent using tricks to put him in this state. Right now, Qianfang Zhifeng is at full strength, full power, and even his most prized Heavenly Punishment Technique is at its peak.

But what was the result?

In terms of destructive power, the Wind in front of him continuously unleashed powerful gale force with the spirit weapon in his hand. Each cannonball possessed enormous destructive power capable of easily shattering concrete walls, but it was easily blocked by the opponent.

In terms of speed, the wind ahead also possesses a speed that is difficult for ordinary people to keep up with. She can manipulate the wind to give herself a speed that surpasses that of ordinary humans—but she simply cannot keep up with the speed of the other party.

Defense... I might have occasionally caused him some damage, but it seemed that he was just too lazy to neutralize the attack and deliberately used his body to block my moves, without causing him the slightest damage.

What about the Heavenly Punishment Technique that you are most proud of?

"How...how could this happen?!"

More than once, the Wind Ahead clearly felt that its Divine Punishment Technique was able to unleash its power to punish humanity all over the world.

Useless.

No matter how many times the Heavenly Punishment spell was cast, the enemy standing before him remained completely unharmed. No, he was not affected at all!

"I can sense that the Heavenly Punishment spell has been activated at least fifty times, so why...? Why is it having no effect on him at all!"

Before he knew it, the wind ahead suddenly saw the other party appear in front of him again.

She exerted all her strength, unleashing a powerful blast of her whirlwind hammer towards the enemy.

--boom!

The blow, accompanied by a hurricane and immense destructive power, was caught by the opponent with a single hand.

There's no need to even use a sword to deflect the attack.

The wind ahead stared at its opponent in disbelief. The aftershocks of the attack did not leak out; all the energy had completely penetrated the opponent's arm. In other words, the power of this strike had reached the level of destroying even a single floor.

"You bastard... is your body... harder than a concrete wall?!"

"...a cement wall?"

For a moment, both Wozniak and Yan Ming couldn't help but have some indescribable thoughts in their minds.

"You haven't been fighting for so long and you're still worrying about the destructive power of something as simple as blowing up a cement wall, have you?"

Bang.

Yan Ming casually pushed the wind aside with his hand, and then—

He casually swung his sword into the air.

That was really just a very ordinary sword strike.

However, even the aftershocks instantly stirred up the clouds high in the sky, causing all the dark clouds in the city area, which was still raining, to be blown away in an instant.

The rain stopped.

Then the wind ahead saw that the images of the stars in the sky were constantly being projected down, because all the clouds covering the city had been blown away by a powerful force.

It was all just the result of that casual strike from the other side.

She was silent.

"Although you are our enemy, you seem to have been kept in the dark all along, so I'll give you a heads-up."

Standing to the side, Woz seemed to have finally had enough and said to the wind ahead with the intention of 'friendly reminder'.

"My Demon King, the destructive power of a single swing of his sword is enough to surpass the power to destroy an entire mountain. Uh... it seems like you've been using something with the power to smash through a concrete wall to fight him?"

"Seriously, are you sure you want to continue?"

A simple comparison.

On one side is... the power of the light sword itself is enough to instantly annihilate an entire mountain, not just shred it, but leave not even a single basic particle remaining.

On one hand, there's the sheer power of the wind-blown projectiles, capable of shattering concrete walls.

Even elementary school students, or rather kindergarten children, should be able to tell which one is better.

"...This kind of thing...then, then my Divine Punishment Technique—"