Master of Kaidan
Chapter 294: Because of Using the Hastily Made Knight System

Chapter 294: Chapter 294: Because of Using the Hastily Made Knight System

From above, the legs skillfully clamped down on both arms of the Masked Rider, and the scissors held in hand stabbed downward from above his head. The open scissor blades precisely cut along either side of the Masked Rider’s eyes, slicing through the mask with its dual insect and mechanical features as easily as a hot knife through butter.

It was exactly at the moment when the mask came off that suddenly sparks exploded all around the body of the Masked Rider. He was flung outward in a manner akin to a cicada shedding its shell, rolling several times on the ground, and then with his mouth open and eyes closed, he moaned in pain.

"I actually did it!" Sin held the Masked Rider’s mask in his hand, revealing a hint of surprise on his face before bursting into an insane laughter—

"Hahahaha! It really worked! Now, I am the nemesis of the Masked Rider! The end of Masked Riders is here!"

"What should we do?!" Standing nearby, Yayuka watched the scene unfold, her heart suddenly filled with fear, and it wasn’t just her—panic was spreading among all the onlookers.

And their panic would only provide Sin with more power. If today’s events spread, it wouldn’t be surprising if Sin gained power akin to the Masked Rider’s nemesis.

"What else can we do but to step up?"

Feng Xue sighed, knowing they couldn’t allow Sin to grow more powerful, and in front of Yayuka, she manifested her "Form."

"Eh?" Yayuka was about to speak out but remembered she needed to avoid attracting attention, so she covered her mouth quickly. Luckily, covering the mouth to disguise sadness, despair, or fear was common under the neon lights. Amidst the crowd overcome with despair, it didn’t seem out of place.

"Hold on, the Masked Rider has already been beaten, what can you do with only your ’E’ grade durability?"

"Don’t worry, I function as a long-distance manipulative stand. Even if it gets crushed, it won’t affect you."

Feng Xue waved her hand and walked toward the open space made by the crowd, and as the distance increased, Yayuka noticed changes beginning to occur in him.

The abstract marks on his body, resembling eyes, began to disappear, and his semi-transparent body, previously mixed with mist and water attributes, gradually took on color, finally appearing as normal human skin.

By the time he reached the fallen Masked Rider, he had transformed into a tall, robust young man, dressed in an ordinary T-shirt, standing at 195 centimeters, with a very average face lacking any distinctive features.

"Eh? When did another person get here?" Rinko suddenly exclaimed, making Yayuka realize that "out of sight" had now become visible to ordinary people as well. But, what use was that?

...

Watching the suddenly appeared man, Sin’s insane laughter abruptly reined in. He gripped the Masked Rider’s mask tightly, but his eyes fixated intently on the stranger.

Though superficially it seemed like Sin was ecstatic due to his victory over the Masked Rider, his attention was fiercely unyielding. Yet he had completely failed to notice when this man had appeared.

Regarding Sin’s attention, Feng Xue rather casually tore off the Transformation Device from the fallen Masked Rider and strapped it at his waist. Thanks to the "Original" label of "The Ancestor of Masked Riders," he instantly understood the working principle of this belt.

"Turning killed Monsters into cards through technological means, then crushing them for a one-time release, huh? It looks similar to the Squeezing Driver, but it’s hastily made, many parts are not finished properly... Even if it were used by a real person, the burden would be enormous, no wonder he has such dark circles under his eyes, turns out it’s ’pineapple pineapple’..."

Feng Xue smirked, reaching behind his back to his lower waist, and pulled out a card. His Companion Phantom Object "Knight System" wasn’t a defined standard; he had previously manifested it as a bottle because the All Things Squeezing Driver could be compatible, but if he wanted, a Transformation Card could just as easily appear.

The only problem was...

He had never collected the relevant elements.

"However, it doesn’t matter." Feng Xue activated his Companion Phantom Object Power. The Mixed Soldiers that had just been slain transformed into streams of data, flowing into the blank Crystal Card, and a pattern featuring a variety of twisted monsters emerged on the card.

Seeing this scene, the Masked Rider’s alertness increased another level, and he frowned as he asked,

"Who exactly are you?"

"I’m just a passing Masked Rider," Feng Xue squinted his eyes, casually tossed the Transformation Card into the Transformation Device, and with the BGM sound effect starting up, he pressed both hands on the edges of the device and said to the Masked Rider, "Remember this well."

As his words ended, Feng Xue pushed with both hands, and the device immediately sparkled with a dazzling light. The transformation light effects, markedly different from the previous "Pineapple Pineapple Bro" Rider, unfolded. Armor with a dual-plastic and metal texture enveloped his body, and at the same time, a completely different mechanical sound effect filled with "chuunibyou" style also sounded—

"Transformation Time!"

"Demons and Spirits!"

"Masked Rider—"

"Evil Rider~~"

With a somewhat ugly-cute style armor completed, Feng Xue glanced at the Ukiyo-e style patterns on his body, couldn’t be bothered to find a mirror, and directly addressed the Masked Rider,

"I’m in a hurry, can you please hurry up and die?"

"Heh, quite bold of you to say that! Let’s see you face the power of your peers then!"

The Masked Rider pressed the stolen mask onto his face, and a weird fleshy mass akin to decomposing flesh burgeoned from the edges of the mask, enveloping him. Immediately after, a Masked Rider characterized by sharp blades and a pale, damp cloak appeared.

Without wasting a word and feeling the amplified Power of the Masked Rider form, he immediately launched an attack. The white tentacles, flickering with a sharp, cold light, exaggeratedly shot towards Feng Xue like a Tomino’s circus (Note ①) performance, far surpassing the previous humiliating rider.

However, for Feng Xue, attacks classified as Flying Props were utterly meaningless. The moment the Masked Rider intended to attack, all potential trajectories were already envisioned in his mind.

Facing those dozens, hundreds of tentacles, he didn’t even think about moving a step. Instead, he simply raised his right hand and flicked his finger.

"Pop!"

A sound, not particularly intense but very crisp, burst in the air—a tentacle deflected at several times its incoming speed and precisely hit another nearby.

In an instant, countless tentacles continuously collided and intertwined, ending up less than ten centimeters from Feng Xue, completely disarrayed and tangled into a cumbersome ball of yarn, falling to the ground.

Like he had just flicked away a fly, Feng Xue flicked his hand in distaste, stepped over the tangled ball, and looked at the clearly bemused Masked Rider,

"So, list your sins."