Eternal Masked Rider
7 Shotaro Saka

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“Eternal!MaximumDrive!”

Shigure pressed the button on the socket with his left index finger.

The steady and powerful voice of the memory body echoed throughout the entire underground parking lot.

In the next moment, Togawa Yosuke felt an indescribable sense of powerlessness engulfing his entire body.

Even the fireball above its head could not be maintained. After the fireball continuously shrank, it directly disappeared above its head.

"My power…is disappearing!"

Countless electric currents coursed through his lava-like body.

His superhuman strength could not stop dissipating, and his entire body turned into data that dissipated and collapsed.

"Why is this happening?"

"What did you do to me?"

The loss of power and the dissipation of his body made Togawa Yosuke extremely panicked.

Shigure's reply was a cold one,""I told you, it's over.”

Eternal。

Eternity.

As the king of all Gaia's memories.

Its greatest strength was its ability to forcibly stop the memories of other Gaia.

The T2 memory that appeared in the movie version even reached the point of directly sealing all the T1 memory.

Even though Shigure only had the experimental version of the T1 Memory, he still had the ability to temporarily seal Gaia's memory.

And now, the Lava Memory had become the first target of the King's favor.

Shigure stabbed his dagger back and turned around.

With his back facing Togawa Yosuke, he reached out his blue right hand from under the black robe.

" Then now…" Shigure raised his right thumb into the sky.

Then, he turned his wrist and pointed his thumb at the ground."Kneel down!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Togawa Yosuke, who had been drained of all his strength, was stunned.

Immediately, his knees fell to the ground.

The fiery red Gaia Memory came out from the inside of his arm and landed on the ground.

His body, which was like a living lava, turned into countless pieces of data and disappeared, causing Togawa Yosuke to return to his original appearance.

It was a skinny young man with golden hair.

He was so thin that he did not have the vitality of a youth at all. Instead, he gave off a feeling of decay.

The abuse of the power of the lava memory had almost drained his life force.

At this moment, it was only a matter of time before Togawa Yosuke went berserk.

"Memory, my memory!"

Togawa Yosuke, who had deactivated his transformation, quickly grabbed the memory card.

It was as if this was the only way to regain some sense of security.

"What a powerful ability!"

Ruo Cai, who had been hiding behind the pillar, witnessed everything.

Her beautiful eyes were filled with shock.

For a Memory User, there was nothing worse than forcefully stopping their ability.

Even her father, the ruler of the Wind Capital, the Sakari soldiers, could not compare to such tyrannical abilities.

He was like a high and mighty king. No one could compare to him, let alone stand shoulder to shoulder.

"Who created such a powerful memory?”

While she was surprised, the doubts in Ruo Cai's heart also deepened.

The Two-colored Masked Knight that appeared a year ago was already a headache for the museum.

However, he did not expect that an even more powerful Pure White Masked Knight would appear today.

Even Ruo Cai, who didn't care about the family business, couldn't help but worry.

"He really doesn't change…"

Shigure, who had his back turned, shook his head slightly when he heard Togawa Yosuke's voice.

Just as he was about to turn his head around and crush Togawa Yosuke's memory…

"Buzz!"

Following a mechanical hum, an insect-like shadow tore through the air and pounced towards Shigure.

Shigure's reaction speed was extremely fast when faced with this sudden attack.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, he extended his right hand forward.

He directly grabbed the black shadow that was attacking him firmly in his hand.

Upon closer inspection, it was a pitch-black mechanical beetle the size of a palm.

It kept struggling, trying to free itself from Shigure's hand.

"Isn't this thing…"

The familiar mechanical beetle reminded Shigure of something.

Then, a familiar male voice sounded in the underground garage.

"Hey, what did you do to my city?”

Following a series of footsteps, a man wearing a wide-brimmed hat appeared before Shigure.

The eyes under the brim of his hat sized up the situation before him and perfectly misunderstood.

His gaze towards Shigure was filled with wariness and hostility.

"Are you a dopant?”

A familiar dress, a familiar face, and a familiar voice.

The feeling of breaking through the dimensional wall instantly lifted Shigure's mood.

After all, the person who appeared in front of him was one of the main characters of Masked Rider W.

The half-baked tough detective, Shotaro Zuo.

"Sorry, I'm not a doppelganger…"

Shigure, who had a playful heart, did not choose to explain.

As he responded to Shotaro, he also lifted his cloak.

He revealed the fiery red Lost Drive on his waist and the pure white memory on top of the memory.

"I am the Masked Knight."

"Masked Knight Eternal!”

Shotaro Zuo's eyes were filled with bewilderment as he looked at the Lost Drive on Shigure's waist.

The Lost Drive was no stranger to him.

"The same drive as Uncle?"

On the night of the beginning, he had seen his master, Minghai Zhuangji.

Using the same belt, he used the purple skull memory to transform into the masked knight skull.

It was also because of his master's sacrifice that he and his partner transformed into Masked Knights.

The story of Masked Rider W began on that night.

"If it's the Masked Knight, then it's even more unforgivable!”

After a moment of bewilderment, it was replaced by thick anger.

"The Masked Knight is Wind Capital's guardian angel. I won't allow anyone to tarnish this name.”

"It's time, Philip!"

As he spoke, Shotaro wore the same fiery red dual drive on his waist.

The purple memory chip with the capital letter J was also held in his right hand.

“Joker! (Ace)"

P.S. Thank you for the two gifts from the Holy Right. Excited heart, trembling hands, I toast to you.

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