Kamen Rider Zi-O, Dimensional Descent

"Hahahaha—!!!! So that's how it is... I see!"

The roar and laughter of the God of War shook the entire temple. Yan Ming walked forward slowly, and Altshu finally showed a different expression.

He wore an extremely serious expression.

"For so many years, I've always considered myself the absolute 'strongest,' but this limitation has actually restricted my perspective quite a bit!"

"Now I know that there are many worlds, not just the world and universe we live in... There are countless vast worlds beyond that."

"And in one of those worlds—the one they call 'the strongest'—you must be it, right?"

Then, Altshu and Yan Ming looked at each other... through the helmets he was wearing.

"Fight me, the strongest from another world."

“I crave blood and battlefields, but no one can fight as my opponent because my strength is too great. Until now, I have never experienced a battle that has truly allowed me to use my full power. But—if it is a variable like you, then it should be no problem at all.”

"Come on, whatever you want to do, use all your strength to fight me head-on!"

Click click click click—!

A violent tremor suddenly emanated from Altshu's body.

Under Yan Ming's gaze, Altshuna's stone-like body slowly rose, almost supporting the entire roof of the temple.

The surrounding rubble was affected by the force and kept floating up.

This, on the contrary, was exactly what Yan Ming had in mind.

"Altheus... the god of war of this world, the creator of the Winged Race, has he always lived with the pursuit of battle as his primary goal?"

The information that Rikushige and the goblin warships had obtained flashed through his mind, and when he combined it with the enormous figure in front of him... it was completely consistent.

This is the purpose of the God of War, Artesius, existing on this battlefield.

He had no other thoughts; he was born solely for fighting and acted solely for fighting.

Upon seeing Yan Ming and sensing his genuinely powerful strength, I wanted to fight him—that was the only simple reason.

However, compared to Altshu, Yan Ming's reasons were not so simple.

He's not here just to fight Althu.

More importantly... it's about changing the world.

Only by defeating the strongest being can this world truly change in some way.

and so.

In that instant, two swords appeared directly in Yan Ming's hand.

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Meanwhile, Gates and Woz both arrived near the Skywings' stronghold—Avant Heim.

Above the clouds, outside the temple shrouded in an eerie aura, they saw many strange traces.

"oops…"

The pure white temple appears magnificent, but a closer look reveals obvious unnatural features.

First, almost all of the clouds several hundred meters below were blown away.

Some of the clouds even seemed to have been cut open, and the high sky was filled with an incredibly dense energy aura. In short, the atmosphere here didn't seem like one that any living creature could live in.

There is no doubt that a battle took place here not long ago.

An extremely overwhelming and destructive battle.

"It seems my Demon King has arrived here."

"Although it was done according to plan, that guy really works very fast."

This brings us to Yan Ming and Rick's plan.

First, Yan Ming follows the choices of Rick and the other humans, so he will act according to their plans, which means that Yan Ming will not destroy the planet directly with his own power.

However—even so, there are still other ways to obtain the Star Cup.

Yan Ming, Gates, and Woz went to three different camps.

Woz headed towards the goblin direction, drawing all the goblin fleets to this side, while Gates headed towards the forest elves, luring all the main force of the forest elves, along with their trump card, "Void Zero Blessing," to this side.

Finally, Yan Ming entered the Skywing race's main camp and threw them into chaos, causing the Skywing race to continuously display a strong fighting spirit in the vicinity.

In that case, the forest elves and goblins that arrive here will inevitably clash with the skywing race... and war will naturally break out.

So, what would happen if the three races with the strongest fighting power in the world all met in one place?

"Void Zero Blessing", "Marrow Explosion", and Altshu's "God Strike"—

When all of these are combined, they can create a powerful force capable of piercing through a planet.

Under the influence of the three people, this force will also shoot towards the ground, directly deflected by the traffic control that Shubi has placed in various areas... eventually able to penetrate the planet.

In that case, the Star Cup will appear.

Rick and Shubi, who had planned the scheme, ultimately caught the Star Cup in the area it appeared in, becoming the new One God.

That's the whole plan.

Logically speaking, that would be incredibly troublesome, because—whether it's Yan Ming, Gates, or Woz, the three of them could easily destroy this planet, and then the Star Cup would be revealed directly.

However, considering that this plan was devised by a race that has always lived in misery and suffering, it has a completely different meaning.

Okay, that's enough reminiscing.

Wozniak and Gates nodded and looked behind them.

Countless armies have already attacked.

On the left are forest elves flying through the air using various spells, and the prepared Void Zero Protection technique…

To the right are the Forest Elves who have arrived in their warships, and flying near their fleet is a powerful race called the Dragon Elves.

"All the pieces are in action."

Caught between countless forces, Gates and Woz showed not a trace of worry on their faces.

"The rest is up to my Demon King."

"So when is that guy going to finish? We're already this far, we can't wait for him any longer!"

“No, Mr. Gates… we don’t need to wait any longer.”

The instant Woz finished speaking.

An extremely chaotic force tore the sky apart.

boom--!!!

Now, not only Gates and Woz, but also forest elves, goblins, dragon elves... and even all races in the world witnessed this scene.

An immense force blasted the sky apart, scattering approximately 88 percent of the planet's ash.

then.

Two flashes of light flew out from there.

"That...that is?!"

The forest elves stared in shock, as did the goblins and dragon elves.

Under their watchful eyes, two figures flew about eight thousand meters in one breath.

"What is that? Is it a Skywing?!"

"No, that's not right..."

Nina Clyver, the leader of the Forest Elf race, immediately realized something was wrong.

She frowned, looking at the sky with a look of horror.

"It's Altshu...and another...person?!"

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That's right, another "person".

The one fighting against God was not any other race in this world... but a human.

The altitude must be above 8,000 meters in Abant Heim.

Yan Ming held the two swords in his hands, beneath him—

A figure charged straight at him with a speed that surpassed that of any race.

Boom! The world before them was struck head-on.

Despite Yan Ming's attempt to block with his twin swords, he was instantly sent flying by Altshu's immense force.

but--

The moment Altshu bumped into Yan Ming, he also sensed something different.

That's a stinging sensation coming from the front of my arm.

puff--

Two sword energies were instantly released from Yan Ming's sword blade, a power powerful enough to slice through multiple mountains in an instant.

The God of War blocked with his arm, and at the same time, instantly raised his arm.

An explosion powerful enough to shatter space and time suddenly struck.

At the moment Yan Ming was blown away, he paused time beneath his feet, solidified space, and thus formed something like a stepping stone.

He stepped onto a piece of space and used his legs to propel himself back in the direction from which the flying object had come.

Countless explosions came crashing down on him.

But Yan Ming ignored it.

He didn't even move his hand; all the explosions were stopped in mid-air by some extreme force, and then fundamentally distorted—detached from all dimensions and dissipated outside the timeline.

Althu was very interested in this scene.

He raised his left fist, his power concentrated into a single point.

Yan Ming also turned towards Alteshu from the direction the plane was flying in.

"Zi-O is the strongest!"

"Finish Time!"

In each hand, there is the strongest ultimate sword on one side and the time limit sword on the other.

The pointer on the strongest limit sword was moved, while the basic watch face of Zi-O was placed on the time limit sword.

One blade was enveloped in colorful light, while the other was surrounded by deep purple power.

Yan Ming's body spun around like a whirlwind, facing the incoming punch without flinching.

The length of the front end of the two swords was extended to over four hundred meters in one go.

"Overlord Slash!"

"Zi-O! Giri Giri Slash!"

The two swords transformed into lightsabers, which Yan Ming gripped tightly with both hands. He spun rapidly, like a spinning top, and attacked head-on.

It crashed directly into Altshu's raised fist.

A massive shockwave instantly triggered planetary-scale tremors.

The mainland was invaded, and countless rivers and mountains in the distance crumbled.

After taking that hit, Althue began to realize a fact.

…He gradually began to experience something called pain.

Because the tip of his hand, which he used to parry the attack, had already bled considerably.

And what about the other side?

Yan Ming, who was knocked away, was thrown forty kilometers away, but in an instant, all his injuries were wiped away.

Then—he accelerated his own time in one go.