I'm really not Kamen Rider

The start of this competition was faster than Tiandao imagined. Almost on the third day after getting the drive and core, the game had already started.

The driver is the hardware used to log into the game, and the ID core represents the status symbol so that others can know what your image looks like after entering the game.

Tiandao has seen the appearance of the Kamen Rider participating in this game, so of course he will not be surprised by that image.

Only when he activated the belt and put on the core, the same data flow appeared on his body, but then, the transmitted data stream shattered, and even the belt and ID core emitted a wisp of white smoke.

At the same time, Tiandao also felt a slight tug on his soul.

"Is this thing... bound to the soul?" Looking at the belt worn on his belt, Tiandao touched his chin and thought: "Is it really something that is only available in the new era? This is something I have only seen in the past few days. The setting of that novel is very different.”

That's right, the novel Tiandao was talking about was none other than a certain light novel - Sword Art Online!

He had seen the date of this thing, and it was serialized starting in 2002, but the year he was in was 2000, two years before the novel was serialized, so he didn't know this.

Only in this era did Tiandao see this when he was bored, and there were even many other interesting things.

Obviously, with the development of the times, the entertainment industry is becoming more and more colorful.

So this Desire Grand Prix is ​​the same as the game in Sword Art Online?

Is it the kind where the soul enters the competition and then the body in the real world is in a vegetative state?

This would be a bit troublesome. After all, Tiandao cultivates his will power, and his own soul strength is so high that even a BOSS like the Creation King cannot shake him.

It's just a game, but there's really no way to bind his soul.

But only if you really do this will Tiandao understand. Let’s not talk about the above reasons. First of all, the desire driver cannot pass the Xingtian Armor level.

Desire Drive: Binding contestants…

Xingtian Armor: Tie a hook! Get out!

That's roughly what it means.

Xingtian Armor, which was bound to the soul of Tiandao, was as angry as if it had encountered a mistress who suddenly broke into the house and wanted to declare its sovereignty.

Tiandao was a little troubled, but then he found a way, which was to activate the eight-position movement, condense the eight phantoms into one, and turn it into a clone of his mind, further compressing his own mind.

The mental clone was formed, and the evil sins accumulated in Tiandao's body immediately reacted, showing signs of being ready to try.

With the help of part of the power of encountering the devil's sin and the contraction of the willpower, Tiandao turned the binding of the desire drive into a mark, which was engraved in the sea of ​​consciousness and embedded in the body.

If you really can't understand it, you can think of this kind of operation as the promise made by the scumbag to the mistress.

For example, I will buy this for you today and that for you tomorrow. I am the only one outside who talks nonsense like you.

It’s not bad anyway.

The mental energy clone takes over the desire driver and wears it around the waist. The way of heaven serves two purposes, perfectly driving this clone.

Binding the soul of the ID core into a soul mark, Tiandao successfully activated the ID core, and the transmission data flow enveloped his body again, sending him away in an instant.

Because he had been transmitted enough times, Tiandao had long been accustomed to watching the endless stream of data jump and flicker in front of his eyes, and then... his eyes lit up, and an empty floating device appeared in the sky. In front of heaven.

The hexagonal base acts as the earth, forming a base that is large enough for everyone to stand on. The stone pillars standing on the left and right sides radiate electricity and limit the surrounding area within a certain range.

Outside, the blue sky, white clouds, and a gentle sunny sky make people feel relaxed.

Three huge metal creations made of rhombus-shaped golden metals were slowly rotating, as if to show the power of such a place and how terrible power it took to achieve it.

If you had seen this place from other places, you would probably think of it as the residence of the gods.

But now, this place is buzzing with many human beings.

From Tiandao's perspective, there was a civil engineering guy who had not yet taken off his safety helmet, a brick-moving guy with calluses on his hands, well-dressed white-collar workers, and even a young guy in pajamas.

All kinds of people are so diverse and diverse that it’s hard to find the same one.

"Welcome everyone here!" Zimli's unique image and beautiful face gave these people who were emotionally disturbed by appearing here some sense of comfort.

After attracting everyone's attention, Zimli continued to speak: "I am Zimli, the guide of this game!"

Standing on the raised platform, Zimli ensured that everyone could see her, and explained to herself: "Now our world is suffering from threats from evil demons, and we don't know where they come from. , I don’t know what the purpose is.”

Listening to the noisy sounds of people around him whispering to each other because of Zimli's words, Tiandao quietly hid in the crowd and listened to Zimli's introduction.

Although he knew that what Zimli said was impeccable, Tiandao still wanted to hear more.

"In order to stop the atrocities of the evil demons and to save the world from the evil demons, the Desire Grand Prix was established!"

Zimli raised one hand in the air and looked at everyone with a smile on her face, a happy smile on her face.

However, in the eyes of the people around him, they were either confused or shocked, disdainful or amazed, but they did not agree.

"Uh..." Zimli put down her hand and her voice became softer unconsciously: "Everyone must be thinking, where is this place? What is the situation? Such questions."

"It's normal to have such questions." Zimli took a deep breath and then said, "All this is to protect the world."

"In order to make people forget the tragedy caused by the evil demons and live a peaceful life, people's memories will be reset at the end of the Desire Grand Prix. Only those who have obtained the ID core will recover their memories."

Under Tiandao's gaze, the expressions of many people around him changed inexplicably, and some people unconsciously touched the belt around their waists, as if they felt the same thing as what Zimli said.

So...erasing memories is real?

"We are all selected people who will become Kamen Riders and fight against evil demons."

"In addition, those who excel in battle and win will become gods of pleasure, gaining the power to reshape the world into what they imagine."

Tiandao:?

Not to mention how many people around him were talking because of Zimli's words, Tiandao himself found this kind of thing extremely ridiculous.

The right to reshape the world?

Isn't this no different from the Creator God?

Can such a game give people power comparable to that of the God of Creation?

Is this world too crazy, or is it that I, the God of Heaven, haven’t woken up?

Although it only has the right to reshape the world, and only once, it also reveals one thing invisibly, that is, the leader behind this game has the power to create a world-class game.

From Tiandao's understanding, there is a dark god standing behind this game.

...Wait a minute, isn’t it really the Black God?

Tiandao did not doubt Heishen's ability at all, nor did he even doubt that Heishen could create a world specifically to amuse him.

Because Black God really has this ability.

"So please fill in your wishes in the desire cards in your hands."

Zimli smiled and spoke, and matching it, a card with a white face and a black background and a quill suddenly appeared in the hands of the contestants.

The way of heaven is no exception, but making a wish or something...

He was really unsure for a moment.