I'm really not Kamen Rider

"It's rare that a world exists because of a certain existence, but our world is like this."

Gaimu looked at all the Heisei Knights of the new decade present. Except for Den-O who needed to be sent away, the other old Heisei Knights basically stayed in the "Heisei Knight Chronicle".

After all, as the "Heisei Knight Chronicle", if there is no Heisei Knight in this book, it would be a bit too much.

"It exists because of Kamen Rider. Once the story of Kamen Rider disappears, the world will be destroyed because of it." Kuzuya Kota said with emotion: "This kind of thing."

"The world is destroyed because of it, and the world is born because of it." Kiryu Battle Rabbit added.

"So now, the world of Kamen Riders is about to be abandoned?" Shotaro sighed slightly, "I really want to know what the future will be like."

"Then let Senior Tendo tell us in person." Hosho Eimu, the transformer of Kamen Rider Exide, also spoke up: "After all, only the seniors can achieve such a future."

The Heisei Knights of the new decade looked at each other and saw determination in each other's eyes.

All the knights stretched out their hands at the same time, passing their power into the stone statue belonging to Tendo, and infusing it into his body little by little.

"Miss Tsubasa, go." Takashi Mai said to the two Tsubasa, "This is the time when your power is needed."

"Only you in this world can rescue Senior Tendo."

The two Tsubasa looked at each other, raised the power of the goddess in their bodies together, and infused it into this sword together.

The power of the goddess used by the white Tsubasa is pure white, full of imagination and magical feeling.

The power of the goddess of Hei Tsumuri is as hazy as the night, making it difficult to see clearly, but it has infinite possibilities for reverie.

White and black, two different powers of the goddess converged on the Origin Sword, making the Origin Sword emit a strong light, as if releasing part of the power of the holy sword.

The two Tsumuri held the hilt of the sword together, and under the watchful eyes of the crowd, they stretched out their hands and chopped, and the blade of the Origin Sword fell heavily on the stone statue of Tiandao.

The moment the blade touched, the cracks that lasted only a moment spread throughout the stone statue in an instant, and reached the inside in an instant.

The power of the goddess penetrated the surface of the stone statue and went deep into someone's body.

The power of the Heisei Knights of the new decade also became a helper at this moment, and together awakened Tiandao from the psychedelic world.

In the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, the long-silent ocean seemed to have a slight fluctuation.

"Old man, this is Xiang Huizi, my girlfriend."

It was the first time he brought a girl back to the gate of Shenshan's house. The man was full of joy and held the girl's hand, eager to get his father's answer.

But. His father just hurriedly informed him and left immediately, not wanting to say even a little extra words.

The look of leaving in a hurry was as if there was something he had to do.

"Yuan..." Xiang Huizi looked at the man beside him uneasily: "Is your father to me?"

"No, Dad has always been like this." Shenshan Qiyuan shook his head: "He has been like this since I grew up, mysterious all day long, and he also burns incense to the broken stone in his room every day."

"He doesn't have any opinion on you, but he has always been like this."

Speaking, Shenshan Qiyuan pulled Xiang Huizi towards the inside of Shenshan's house.

Although Xiang Huizi was a little uneasy, she gradually felt relieved under the comfort of Shenshan Qiyuan.

With the active closure of the gate of Shenshan's house, the voice and shadow of someone standing outside the gate, blocking the line of sight, were also blocked.

Shenshan Tiandao just stood there, without any other movements, just watching, silent and silent.

"Is this what you want me to see?"

Tiandao, immersed in his own memories, never expected that he could hear other people's voices. He turned around in astonishment and saw a man in a brown leather jacket standing with a man in a red leather jacket, with the same face, looking at his own style.

Even one has black hair and the other has red hair.

"What else? He is not the person you are looking for, and he is even very important to the world now." The red-haired man spoke.

"I have heard a little about your big world. Although everything has settled down and returned to normal, the turmoil in our big world has just begun."

"Okay, you are a local, I believe what you say." The black-haired man nodded, which was considered to be an approval of the man next to him: "Then where do you think the guy I am looking for is now?"

"Hey! Don't rush!" The red-haired man waved his hand, with a serious face: "Didn't I tell you that once I get the news, I will inform you as soon as possible!"

"Who are we talking to each other! How can I lie to you?" The red-haired man patted his chest and made a loud sound: "I never lie to anyone!"

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For some reason, someone who originally believed in Gaigai, a new friend, was a little bit unconvinced after Gaigai said this.

No other reason, because there was a b who once promised him so solemnly that he would never disturb his peaceful life again.

But in terms of the results afterwards, this guarantee was pure fart.

"But I really didn't expect that this guy would have such an identity."

Let's ignore the credibility of the person next to him for now. After all, although he has been tortured by someone and is in agony, when he thinks about it carefully, this is the first time he has walked out of his own world and wandered in other worlds.

It's impossible that the first person he met in this big world for the first time is the same as that unlucky thing, right?

How could there be such a coincidence?

Those who can be shameless to that extent are rare even if they look at countless big worlds. How can they be everywhere?

Someone who felt that he was overthinking turned his attention to someone else, especially when he saw Tiandao still looking at him, he found it even more interesting.

"Hey, kid, do you know your identity?"

Tiandao frowned and looked at the two completely unfamiliar people who appeared in his memory, and didn't speak for a while.

"Tsk, do you know that your father is very famous in our place?" Someone was amazed and looked up and down at Tiandao: "If you insist, you can indeed be related to that guy."

"Let me ask you, how did you get that sword?"

"What sword?" Tiandao said in a deep voice: "I have used my weapon and I can't remember it myself, what are you talking about?"

"Beyond the weapon, what else can it be?" Someone continued: "That sword is limited, only special people can use it."

"Oh, no, your father is Shenshan Yuanqi, and your wife is Xiang Huizi, the elements are almost full." As if he realized it late, the man continued to say: "If it's you, you are indeed qualified."

"What are you talking about?" Tiandao frowned, he couldn't understand the nonsense of the man in front of him.

"I mean" Someone who was about to say something had not had time to speak, but saw the red-haired man next to him suddenly made a move and hugged his body.

The two disappeared in an instant, disappearing without a trace in Tiandao's memory world.

Before Tiandao could react, he saw the sky of this memory world being shattered by the sudden sword light, and then the surging power of the goddess of creation came straight down, tearing the whole world apart.

Following closely behind, the familiar yet unfamiliar power of Tiandao followed the power of the goddess and sank into his body.

Tiandao widened his eyes.

"What is this?!"

"The power of all generations?!"

"How can it be."

Before he finished speaking, the power that Tiandao thought was the power of all generations suddenly filled Tiandao's body, erupted in an instant, turned into an extremely strong impact that swept around, filled the power of the goddess, and exploded with it, filling Tiandao's sea of ​​consciousness in an instant.

However, in a flash, Tiandao subconsciously closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, what he could see was no longer the desolation in the memory world, but the clear blue sky and the gentle feeling of the sun shining on his body.

Tiandao blinked, but he still didn't react for a moment.

But it didn't matter, because the body that had rushed over to him had already flowed into Tiandao's arms, and the sound of crying made Tiandao's expression stagnate.