GA: Chapter 130: This Is a War Between Races — And Humanity Will Not Lose!
Before Chen Feng (Tendou Souji) could even answer, the boy asked the question himself, barely able to contain his urgency.
"Grandmother always said: since I am the center of the world, it falls to me to save it."
"The sun is great precisely because it illuminates even dust."
Chen Feng (Tendou Souji) spoke without inflection.
He was the sun. He was light. He was the center of the world. Given that — saving the world was simply what he was supposed to do.
It wasn't that he wanted to become a hero.
It was that this had always been his purpose.
"Using the [Simulator] ability to transform his appearance, personality, and body into Tendou Souji — and because of that, attracting the Kabuto Zecter..."
"No wonder a Tendou Souji this faithful appeared in this world."
Bai Xuan watched Kamen Rider Kabuto on the screen and let out a quiet laugh.
Each Kamen Rider transformation device had its own criteria for seeking a master — but the vast majority were set based on the protagonist from that device's respective story.
So the Kabuto Zecter's host requirements were simple: someone like Tendou Souji.
He'd assumed this world might never produce such a person, or that it would take an extraordinarily long time.
He hadn't expected a [Simulator] to appear — let alone someone who was genuinely willing to permanently transform themselves into another person entirely.
Even accounting for the gap created by different memories, this "Tendou Souji" and the real thing weren't that far apart.
Personality, the pride running through the core of his being, character — all of it was already there.
Skills and physical conditioning could always be trained later.
"Let me see just how far you can go."
"This world's Tendou Souji."
Kamen Rider World.
"That feeling — is that the new Rider World that appeared for just a few minutes before vanishing earlier?"
"It's appeared again? Has a new Kamen Rider been born?"
"Interesting."
A man with unusual hair, idly turning a magenta camera over in his hands, seemed to sense something and murmured to himself.
"I'll go take a look once this journey is finished."
"An unpolished Devil King — I hope you can add a little color to my travels."
"I'm going to kill every last one of you filthy animals!"
A man swung his arms with an expression that had gone past ferocity into something closer to madness.
Anyone paying close attention would have noticed cyan-blue scales spreading across his skin, and his height was visibly creeping upward.
A priority-cultivated member of the Haicheng Spiritual Energy Bureau. His ability: Tyrannosaurus Rex.
He grabbed a mutated sea serpent with one hand, seized the back half of its body with the other, and with terrifying raw force — while the serpent writhed in agony — ripped its head clean off. He dropped the head to the ground and stomped it flat.
The tail end was still thrashing. He bit into it directly. The teeth of his draconic form tore through the serpent's body without resistance and swallowed it whole.
As the surge of strength flooded through him, the madness on his face only deepened.
Among all ability users, setting aside those rare gifted individuals who awakened with terrifying power from the very first moment — among the remainder, beast-type ability users showed the most obvious and immediate strength.
Ignoring long-term potential, they could directly access physical capabilities that left ordinary humans far behind.
That strength was an advantage whether you were fighting or running.
He wanted to run. Of course he did. But he was Spiritual Energy Bureau — running wasn't possible, and he would never do it.
And he wasn't alone. Across Haicheng, countless other ability users and soldiers were still fighting, still holding their ground against the mutated sea creatures.
Fleeing was only a temporary answer — and you could die just as easily wherever you ran to. There was no safe place anywhere in Haicheng right now.
So what they could do was resist.
Either these mutated sea creatures died here, or they survived.
There was no third option.
The battle for Haicheng continued.
Calling it a battle was an understatement. What was happening now was war.
A war between humans and mutated sea creatures. A war between species.
A challenge by mutated creatures to humanity's place in the world.
This war couldn't be explained by simple victory or defeat — but no matter what, they had to win. Even if it cost them their lives, they had to win.
Humanity could accept defeat.
But not here. Not now.
"ROAARRR!"
A thunderous howl shook the entire area. An enormous mutated sea turtle lumbered through the streets of Haicheng — slow-moving, but with a clear radius of empty space around it. Every other mutated sea creature in its vicinity watched it with nothing but awe and wariness, giving it a wide berth.
It opened its mouth.
A terrible suction force radiated from within.
BOOM BOOM BOOM.
BOOM BOOM BOOM.
BOOM BOOM BOOM.
Countless rockets fired from their launchers — and caught in the suction, they didn't even need to be aimed properly.
They were swallowed whole.
And then nothing happened. As if they'd fallen into water, or been completely absorbed.
The next moment — before anyone could react — the turtle opened its massive jaws again. The rockets it had swallowed came screaming back out, retracing their path directly toward the humans who had fired them.
RUMBLE RUMBLE.
RUMBLE RUMBLE.
Explosion after explosion rang out in rapid succession. Countless figures were sent flying backward, blood and flesh scattering through the air, the earth drenched red.
"Damn it—"
"Son of a—"
"..."
Powerful ability users and soldiers alike wore expressions torn between fury and anguish.
They couldn't win.
As much as they didn't want to admit it — it was obvious they were not a match for this.
Haicheng had no genius of Qin Tian's or Huo Yu's or Ning Guang's caliber. None had been assigned here.
Against mutated creatures of this power level, when even firepower wasn't enough — there was nothing left to try.
Humanity's top-tier talents were finite.
People like Qin Tian — across all of Huaxia, there were only a handful.
Where they chose to stand and defend was their own decision. The state couldn't compel them, and they had all chosen the cities where they were born.
Qin Tian's capital. Huo Yu's Hangzhou. Chen Bing's Tianhai.
A city as critical as Shanghai hadn't even been assigned anyone.
A long breath. They turned and looked at the civilians sheltering behind them, teeth clenched.
"We can't keep waiting. No telling when reinforcements will arrive."
"Military personnel — escort the civilians out of the city, move them to other cities for shelter. Everyone else stays. Until we're dead, not a single mutated sea creature gets through."
"Yes, sir!"
The order came down. Those who didn't want to leave had no choice.
As they moved out, they looked back at these fighters who were staying behind to face death without flinching — and something stung in the corner of their eyes. They wiped at their faces and turned forward, expression set, executing their orders.
If they moved fast enough getting civilians to safety — could they come back? Could they still return to this fight?
That thought drove them. There was not a moment to waste.
Haicheng was their home.
These warriors who belonged to Haicheng — even if they died, they would die here.
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