RNP Page 52
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The signal source that Iz had locked onto was right ahead.
They rushed there.
The scene before my eyes was shocking, like a frozen "drawing of hell".
This area was once a forgotten, abandoned factory district on the outskirts of the city.
At this moment, it has been completely transformed into a battlefield of extreme carnage.
The thick, sturdy concrete walls are now covered with huge, deep cuts that reveal the bone.
The jagged, interwoven slashes looked as if an ancient behemoth had used its indestructible claws to tear this land apart.
Abandoned car wreckage.
Twisted and deformed shipping containers.
They were like fragile balls of paper crumpled by an invisible giant hand, scattered on the ground, shapeless.
The broken metal joint occasionally flashed with dangerous, eerie blue sparks and emitted a piercing "sizzling" sound.
The air was filled with a pungent smell of burning, rust, and concrete dust.
In the very center of that vast ruin, a figure gleaming with an eerie silver and black luster was indiscriminately and frantically destroying everything that remained around it.
One side of its body, from the shoulder and arm to the ankle, is covered with jagged, protruding, sharp blades.
Each piece gleamed with a cold metallic luster, each a deadly weapon capable of easily taking a life.
Its movements are completely unpredictable.
Yet it is also full of the most primal, purest, and most untamed power.
Each seemingly casual swing can easily tear apart thick steel.
Each violent leap and landing leaves terrifying, spiderweb-like cracks spreading across the solid ground.
The gravel and dust churned violently due to its movement.
Its eyes, those compound eyes that should belong to a hero, were now flashing an extremely ominous blood-red light.
The light was filled with violence, rage, and pure bloodlust, devoid of any rationality.
Kamen Rider W - Fang Ace Form.
No.
More accurately, this is no longer the hero who fought alongside Shotaro and Philip.
This is a rampaging beast that has been completely devoured by the wild data originating from the primordial era within the "Fang" memory, and has completely lost human control.
Philip's precious rational spirit, which belonged to humanity, had been completely suppressed by that surging torrent of wildness.
Like the sinking of Ship 19, it helplessly sank into the darkest depths of its consciousness.
At this moment, what dominates this powerful body is a pure, undisguised primal impulse.
A mad instinct to tear everything in sight to shreds, destroy, and utterly annihilate it.
"Philip. Philip. Stop! It's me, Shotaro. Wake up."
Shotaro stood at the edge of the ruins, his voice hoarse and distorted with extreme anxiety, as he shouted loudly at the out-of-control figure.
However, the rampaging W is completely deaf to human language.
It even misinterpreted Shotaro's concerned call as some kind of provocation.
In response, it unleashed an even more ferocious and deafening roar.
The impact of the sound waves caused the surrounding gravel to tremble.
On the other side of the battlefield, a completely different figure stood out conspicuously.
It was a creature wielding a huge, ferocious battle axe, its body seemingly pieced together from countless weapons.
He was leaning lazily against a broken and bent load-bearing column with great interest.
His eyes held an undisguised mockery as he watched the "good show" unfold before him, a tale of a hero's downfall.
He is the "weapon dopant".
Judging from his relaxed attitude at this moment, W's loss of control seems to be the result of him deliberately provoking Philip, whose mind was already unstable, through some secret and malicious means.
Now, he's happy to sit back and watch the tigers fight.
He seemed to be patiently waiting, waiting for the beast, which was temporarily invincible, to exhaust its ferocious strength.
Then, he would leisurely walk out, clean up the mess, and take everything he wanted.
"Shoutaro-kun. Be careful."
A faint female voice, filled with deep fear, came from not far away.
Akiko Narumi was trembling as she hid behind a relatively thick, massive concrete pillar.
Her pretty face was now filled with barely suppressed fear.
She was the one who, before Shotaro rushed over, had followed the clues to this place with Philip.
The rampaging Fang Ace, with its compound eyes gleaming with bloodlust, seemed to unconsciously detect her presence during its scan.
Its gaze instantly locked onto Akiko, a target that appeared exceptionally "weak" in its eyes.
It let out a non-human, chilling roar.
With a roar, the "Shoulder Saber" on its shoulder suddenly popped out at high speed.
The gleaming shoulder blade drew a blinding silver lightning bolt through the air.
With a merciless will to destroy, it fiercely slashed at the concrete pillar where Akiko was hiding.
The goal is not just the concrete pillar, but the trembling life behind it.
"Akiko! Get out of the way!"
Shotaro's eyes were bloodshot, filled with extreme anger and terror.
He roared, instinctively wanting to transform and step forward to use his body to block the fatal blow.
But the distance is just too far.
Rampage W's attack speed is faster than you can imagine.
He didn't have time at all.
Akiko was so frightened by the terrifying aura that rushed towards her, mixed with the smell of blood and destruction, that her legs went completely weak.
Her mind went blank; she lost the ability to think.
My body felt as if it were nailed to the spot by invisible shackles, unable to move an inch.
She could only watch helplessly and in despair as the deadly blade, gleaming with a cold, sharp light, rapidly magnified in her pupils.
Getting closer.
It's getting clearer and clearer.
She could almost clearly foresee that she, along with the fragile concrete pillar in front of her, would be mercilessly torn to pieces by this raging, incomparably sharp blade.
The flesh was mangled and bloody, and no bones remained.
Time seemed to stand still in Narumi Akiko's sight.
Every frame was stretched and slowed down infinitely, to an outrageous degree.
The silver shoulder blade, gleaming with a cold, icy light, was tearing through the air inch by inch, producing a teeth-grinding scraping sound.
The sharp whistling sound was no longer a simple sound, but a distorted and deformed sound that transformed into a substantial impact, penetrating her eardrums and vibrating them.
She could even see her reflection on the blade.
His face was contorted with extreme fear, his pupils dilated to their limit, reflecting the ever-approaching chilling light of death, filled with helpless despair.
The office lights, Shotaro's awkward smile, Philip's profile as he focused on his research... countless images flashed through her mind, only to be swallowed up by darkness in an instant.
A strong, pungent stench, the smell of a bloodthirsty beast mixed with the rusty and sulfurous odors of destruction, assaulted her senses, almost suffocating her and causing a burning pain in her lungs.
My mind went blank, as if my ability to think had been stripped away.
She had lost even the strength to scream; it felt as if an invisible hand was tightly gripping her throat.
She is finished.
This time it's really over.
To everyone at the agency, Shotaro, Philip... I'm sorry, it seems I have to go first.
The shadow of death, like icy, bone-chilling seawater, surged in from all directions, completely engulfing her and robbing her of her last bit of strength to struggle.
Close at hand.
No, it's already within reach.
She could feel that sharp energy, which was about to cut her skin.
However, just a moment before the sharp edge of that silver shoulder blade was about to pierce her tender skin...
In that split second, when life and death are decided, in a split second that is less than a thousandth of a second, there is not even time to blink.
A golden light.
No sign.
Appeared out of thin air.
It didn't shoot from a certain direction, but rather, like the first ray of holy light at the beginning of the universe, it burst open directly in the most dangerous crevice, dispelling all the gloom.
It is like the first ray of dawn tearing through the eternal night, dazzling and brilliant.
It resembles the trajectory of a shooting star streaking across the sky, incredibly swift.
Its speed completely exceeded the limits of human vision, and even surpassed the time itself that was frozen in her perception at this moment.
The golden light precisely wedged itself between her and the blade, illuminating the entire dark ruins in a flash.
Clang——!!!
A deafening roar erupted, nearly tearing people's eardrums apart.