In Fuuto: Starting as a Kamen Rider 01

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After easily dealing with the weapon dopant, which was just an "appetizer," Su Chen flicked his finger, and the grotesque memory disappeared without a trace.

He finally focused his attention entirely on the "beast" that had gone into an even more frenzied state after its companion was instantly killed.

At this moment, the fanged ace let out a roar that was unintelligible but full of primal savagery.

Those insect-like, blood-red compound eyes now seemed to be burning with two ominous flames, staring intently at Su Chen.

It has clearly come to regard Su Chen as its only enemy, one that must be torn apart.

The air distorted by its violent energy, groaning under its strain.

Faced with this completely out-of-control beast, Su Chen did not choose to use greater force to suppress it head-on.

For example, he could easily activate "Shining Impact".

That strike possessed the terrifying power to instantly vaporize a torrent of steel.

But he knew perfectly well that beneath that ferocious, raging silver armor lay Philip's human spirit, which, though enhanced by data, was still fundamentally fragile.

　That spirit is like a delicate crystal work of art; it will completely collapse if you are not careful.

If he were defeated with excessive force, it could cause irreversible and permanent damage to Philip's psyche.

It might even cause him to completely lose himself in the flood of data, turning him into a mere empty shell.

"Since it's a system malfunction, let's use technical means to solve it."

Su Chen's thinking is always so calm.

His decisions are always incredibly efficient.

"Iz, connect to the Ark satellite and begin in-depth real-time analysis of the Fang Memory's energy cycle pattern."

His voice was steady and calm, as if he had everything under control.

"I need to find its core spiritual link."

"Instruction received."

Iz's sweet yet emotionless voice rang in his ears, simultaneously reaching Ark.

"Analysis begins..."

"The target's energy fluctuations are abnormally violent; we are tracing its core 'Bio-neural' feedback loop..."

The immense computing power of the Yark satellite was instantly put into operation.

"Nodes successfully locked, a total of seven key nodes."

　180 In Su Chen's golden "shining locust" form of vision, the rampaging Fang Ace was instantly covered by countless light blue data streams, like a surging river.

Clear lines representing the flow of energy emerge on its silvery-white, ferocious body, outlining a complex energy network.

Several critical nodes, which were flashing abnormally at an extremely high frequency, like an overloaded CPU, were conspicuously marked and emitted a dangerous red light.

"I see……"

A knowing smile curved at the corners of Su Chen's lips.

"It's Philip's mental frequency and his willpower that are not yet able to fully control the wild data of 'Fang' that comes from the primordial wilderness."

"Did this lead to 'Synaptic overload,' causing a severe disruption of the mental link...?"

He instantly understood the fundamental principle behind the Fang Memory's rampage.

It's like a thin cable trying to carry an excessively large current; the only result will be overload and burn out.

To awaken him, there is no need to violently destroy this powerful armor.

All it takes is to act like the most skilled and experienced surgeon, using the most precise and delicate methods to forcibly sever the "mental connection" between him and that raging, wild data.

Salaries are drawn from the bottom of the pot.

"Then let's use some 'technical means'."

Su Chen raised the briefcase and sword in his hand.

The silver box flipped deftly in his hands, and with a crisp mechanical click, it quickly switched to precise burst fire mode.

The muzzle gleamed with a cold, metallic sheen.

The next second, he moved.

There was no hesitation.

His figure on the ravaged battlefield transformed into golden afterimages that were impossible for the naked eye to perceive.

Each flash will appear in a completely new and unbelievable location.

He could always calmly pull the trigger from an extremely tricky angle that was completely unexpected by the enemy.

boom!

A golden light shot out from the spear.

boom!

Another one followed closely behind.

boom!boom!

The continuous gunfire did not sound noisy; instead, it carried a strange rhythm.

Several golden energy beams, compressed to the extreme and only the size of a pen tip, seemed to ignore the distance of space, changing in milliseconds.

They accurately hit all the energy cycle nodes on the Fang Ace that were flashing abnormally, indicating that it was operating at overload, as calculated by the Ark satellite!

This series of attacks, in terms of power, does not seem to be very strong.

Each luminous bullet contains less energy than a regular punch.

However, its effect is like that of the most skilled surgeon using the sharpest and most stable scalpel.

It precisely severed the disordered nerves that were causing the disease.

"Hoo...uh...ah..."

The Fang Ace, who was wreaking havoc and trying to drag the whole world into destruction, suddenly froze in its frenzied movements.

It seemed as if an invisible force had pressed the pause button, freezing it in mid-air.

The terrifying aura emanating from it, so violent and suffocating that it seemed to tear the soul apart, rapidly diminished and dissipated, like a balloon punctured by an invisible needle.

The compound eyes, which were originally blood red like burning coals, gradually lost their frenzied light and returned to the clear green that originally belonged to Philip.

With a hint of confusion.

With a hint of confusion.

Finally, after a low, mournful cry filled with endless pain, yet also carrying a hint of relief and liberation.

That powerful, almost invincible fang-like form was forcibly deactivated.

The light dissipated.

Philip and Shotaro reappeared in the same spot.

The two collapsed to the ground, utterly exhausted, panting heavily, their clothes soaked with cold sweat.

Their bodies trembled slightly from exhaustion and the intense mental shock.

Su Chen had already sheathed his weapon, and the Document Box King Sword had returned to its original form.

He stood quietly in front of them.

The golden "Shining Locust" armor gleamed in the afternoon sun, reflecting a dazzling light.

He was completely unharmed, not even a speck of dust had touched him.

It was as if the thrilling battle he had just experienced was nothing more than a relaxing after-dinner stroll for him.

The battle has finally come to an end.

The already chaotic ruins now appear even more devastated.

The broken steel bar points towards the sky.

Broken concrete blocks were scattered everywhere.

The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder.

There was also a pungent ozone smell, the unique aftertaste of a violent collision of energy.

Philip collapsed to the ground.

Shotaro also collapsed to the ground, not far away.

Their bodies trembled slightly from exhaustion, an uncontrollable tremor.

Sweat soaked through my clothes, clinging to my skin and bringing waves of coolness.

That out-of-control rampage just now was extremely dangerous.

It almost exhausted all their strength.

His spirit was also on the verge of collapse, like a string stretched to its limit, about to snap.

Philip's face was as pale as paper.

There wasn't a trace of blood in it.

A lingering fear remained in his eyes.

Deep within his pupils, the scene of the loss of control seemed to still be reflected.

He could recall it clearly.

My own consciousness was once devoured by that wild, chaotic data.

It was like sinking into an endless darkness.

Icy.

despair.

That terrifying feeling still sent chills down his spine.

If it weren't for those last few incredibly precise energy beams, like the light of dawn, forcibly rousing him from his despair.