In Fuuto: Starting as a Kamen Rider 01

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It's like a salute.

This heralds the birth of a true demon god, representing absolute malice...

This one-sided, decisive victory came to an end in the most shocking and chilling way.

Chapter 105: The Trembling Crowd and the Calm Secretary

After Jia Toushun's figure was completely swallowed and erased by the pure darkness, the entire top-floor office of 01 Technology fell into a deathly, suffocating silence.

The battle is over.

No, that couldn't even be called a battle.

It was a one-sided, unquestionable, absolute declaration called "erasure".

The office, which had been cooled down, had not yet fully warmed up.

An invisible, lingering malice, freezing the soul, permeated the air, as if every inch of the wall was silently recounting the divine punishment that had just occurred.

The Sonozaki sisters, lying on the ground, had completely lost the ability to think.

Saeko Sonozaki and Wakana Sonozaki remained limp on the ground, their strength drained by fear.

Their mouths were open, but no sound came out of their throats, only rapid, silent breathing.

Their gazes, like iron filings firmly attracted by a magnet, were fixed on the dark figure standing quietly in place.

My mind goes blank.

Reason has been shattered.

That's a lucky number.

It's that high-ranking executive of Consortium X, who has connections everywhere and is practically omnipotent.

What he holds in his hand is the Utopian memory known as the "ideal land," a power powerful enough to easily distort reality and create a false divine kingdom.

In their understanding, that was the ultimate form of power that mortals could reach.

A living, breathing false god.

However, it is such an invincible existence.

He is such a powerful figure who stands at the pinnacle of the world, looking down upon all living beings.

It was completely erased from the conceptual level by Mr. Su Chen's brand-new form in a way that couldn't even be described as "instant kill".

Even the traces of its existence have been completely erased.

This is no longer a difference between strong and weak.

This is a dimensional reduction attack by a higher-dimensional being on a lower-dimensional being.

This is completely beyond their comprehension of the entire scope of the word "power".

If the "awakened locusts" that Su Chen previously displayed were like natural deities who control wind, rain, thunder, and lightning, their majesty, though vast, was still within the understandable realm of "divine might."

So the "Ark-Zero" at this moment is a completely different thing.

That is not a god.

That's a demon.

It is a concrete manifestation of the concepts of "end" and "destruction".

It is a demon god who transcends all laws and represents pure malice!

That overwhelming power that makes no sense whatsoever.

That terrifying posture of erasing everything.

What was stirred in their hearts was no longer just simple shock.

After endless trembling, from the deepest part of his soul, an even more intense, twisted, almost morbid obsession and worship rose uncontrollably.

When fear reaches its extreme, it becomes the most devout faith.

This man.

This man is named Su Chen.

How much unknown, terrifying power, capable of overturning the entire world, is hidden within him?

Where exactly are his limits?

No.

The question itself is flawed.

How could something capable of transforming into a "demon god" possibly have any limits?

Limits are meant to bind mortals.

He had already transcended the realm of mortals.

On the other side of the office, the figure that had been silently standing in the corner from beginning to end formed the most stark contrast to the outburst of the Sonozaki sisters.

My personal secretary, Izzy.

She stood quietly, her face expressionless, and even the data stream in her eyes showed no sign of disorder.

Regardless of the previous crushing defeat of the Sonozaki sisters.

Whether it's Jia Tou Shun's arrogant entrance.

At this moment, Su Chen transforms into a demon god, using absolute malice to eliminate powerful enemies.

Her pair of bright blue electronic eyes were always like a calm, deep lake, undisturbed by any ripples.

It was as if the terrifying strength that Su Chen displayed, enough to make any life, or even a god, tremble, was not unexpected for her.

Everything is expected.

Everything is within the calculation.

Because she understands this better than anyone else in the world.

Her president, Su Chen.

From the very beginning, it was not an existence that could be fathomed by "human beings," such insignificant creatures bound by the laws of physics.

He is "Zero".

It is the origin of all things, the "nothingness" that contains all possibilities.

He is also "One".

It is the initial creation, the "existence" that defined the entire world.

He is the creator.

He is also a destroyer.

He is the god who gives birth to hope.

He is also a demon who spreads malice.

His very existence is the biggest "singularity" in the world, the beginning and end of all cause and effect.

And she, Izzy.

As the one and only secretary-type Humagear closest to this "singularity," all she needs to do is...

It means to always stand calmly behind him.

To record every "miracle" that demonstrated his power.

And for him, clear away all those insignificant, negligible obstacles in his path forward.

This is her mission.

That is also the entire meaning of her existence.

In the endless silence, Su Chen slowly deactivated his Ark-Zero transformation.

The jet-black armor, a symbol of pure malice and ultimate destruction, transformed into countless scarlet data particles and silently dissipated into the air.

As the armor disintegrated, the terrifying aura that was enough to distort space and drag everything into an abyss of despair receded rapidly, like the receding tide.

The temperature in the entire top-floor office visibly rose.

The cold, pungent smell of metallic rust in the air dissipated, restoring its original freshness.

Everything is back to normal.

Su Chen's face remained calm and undisturbed, and his deep eyes showed no emotion whatsoever.

It was as if the being who had just transformed into a demon god of destruction, who could erase a top expert with a word, had nothing to do with him.

It was as if he had simply taken off an ill-fitting coat.

His gaze fell on the spot where Jia Tou Shun had completely disappeared.

On that empty, cold metal floor, a golden memory core lay quietly, radiating a soft and warm glow.

That was the only bright spot in the entire room, and the only source of warmth.

Su Chen walked over slowly.

Each step he took was precise and steady; the sound of his leather shoes striking the ground echoed clearly and rhythmically in the empty office.

He bent down, extended his slender fingers, and gently picked up the golden Utopia Memory.

The moment he touched it, an energy completely opposite to the previous "fear" memory flowed from his fingertips.

That is not simply physical heat.

Rather, it is a vast, unimaginably powerful, and purely positive spiritual energy.

Is hope.

It is an ideal.

It's happiness.

It is the collective of countless lives’ most beautiful and ultimate yearning and expectation for the “perfect world”.