Chapter 666: God's Envoy Kondo Isami

Why is it Kondo Isami?

Xia Chuan felt a little overwhelmed.

I thought the Root Destruction Body had some big tricks to deal with him, but now he was told that he was just a by-product?

This wave monster only showed up because he broke into the hot spring town.

It seems that he was really underestimated.

Xia Chuan regained his composure.

The giant looked down and swept across the unconscious people in the hot spring town on the ground. While the light energy broke the spiritual field of the wave monster, he forcibly mobilized his telekinesis to pull out a "spiritual" card.

After matching the data, he already knew the identity of the last wave monster.

The boss of the wave life form, Queen Mezad.

The so-called root destruction summoning body seems to be an alliance-style cosmic organization. The wave life form belongs to one of the more powerful ones, and it is a kind of brain staff.

It is suspected that it participated in many plots behind the scenes, including the rebellion of Fujimiya Hiroya.

It secretly studied humans, created chaos all over the world, and controlled many root sects to declare the end of the world.

But why did it target Kondo Isami?

Xia Chuan still didn't quite understand.

It felt like two armies were fighting, and the enemy general suddenly ran to attack a small village with only old people left.

Could it be that he saw that Kondo Isami was his backup anchor?

"Wow!"

Xia Chuan didn't figure it out, so he didn't get stuck in a rut. The giant figure directly teleported into hyperspace and chased Queen Mezade back to Tokyo.

...

"What is the real salvation?"

"Root, please guide us in the right direction!"

Tokyo, KCB TV station.

The streets were already in chaos because of the activities of the Doomsday Cult, but XIG couldn't care about these people now.

Several fighter planes flew over the building, and when they approached the wormhole condensed by the strange face, they were interfered by radio waves one after another, and the fuselage almost hit the nearby high-rise building under the violent turbulence.

After finally destroying a hidden jellyfish monster, the interference was further enhanced.

"The energy of the wormhole is still increasing!"

Everyone in the XIG air base looked ugly.

"We have lost contact with the ground forces..."

"What happened in the KCB building?"

In the images sent back by the front-line fighters, the wormhole seemed to be mocking humans, but the KCB building was very quiet.

But the silence itself is the biggest problem.

"That building seems to be occupied by something," Commander Ishimuro Akio asked in a deep voice, "Where is Women? He should be there, right?"

"I can't contact Women!"

"But it has been confirmed that the source of interference is in the KCB building. That guy wants to spread mental pollution on a large scale through the TV station's radio waves!"

"Is that so?"

Ishimuro Akio stared at the wormhole in the picture whose energy continued to increase, and his face became more and more serious.

My heart seemed to be grasped by some force.

"If more people are controlled..."

"The source!!"

The scene of the TV station building.

The passers-by have run away, and only some controlled cults are surrounding the building, worshiping the wormhole in the sky as if welcoming the arrival of the main god.

Women, who happened to come to find Kondo Isami, finally escaped the encirclement of these people, but ran into the puppet-faced special search team.

In the underground garage, the special search team surrounded them from all sides, and Captain Senuma, who was walking in front, drew his gun expressionlessly.

Imeng was shocked: "Captain Senuma, you..."

"Raise your hands," Senuma spoke like a megaphone, "Humanity should really feel ashamed. In just a few hundred years, more than 200 species of creatures have become extinct because of humans. Human selfishness has deeply hurt this planet."

"What?"

"You should have seen it too, right? Underground penetrating bombs are being used on a large scale, and I heard that more powerful weapons are also being developed. Shouldn't such humans be punished? The root-destruction summoning body is the real savior, not a guy like you who only favors humans..."

"Bang!"

Several afterimages suddenly flashed in the garage.

When Imeng reacted, all the special search team members on the scene had been knocked unconscious, and only Xiachuan, who had taken Senuma's gun, was left.

"Senior?"

"They have all been controlled."

Xiachuan let go of the ray gun that was shattered into pieces, and looked at the building above following the ubiquitous mental interference.

Kondo Isami was playing hide-and-seek with the controlled TV staff, but was eventually forced down.

"Are you kidding me? Why are you chasing me?"

In a panic, Kondo Isami went down the escape stairs, but the stairwell was soon blocked.

There were pursuers up and down.

The annoying ringing of the phone kept echoing in the corridor, and he felt that something wanted to get into his brain.

It was just like the last time in the hot spring town.

That thing wanted to peek into his brain!

Suddenly, a familiar figure in the restaurant entered Kondo Isami's sight.

"Ms. Yoshii, hurry up..."

"Why are you running?"

Yoshii Reiko smiled and turned back.

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"There is no need to run at all, because you are the messenger chosen by God."

Kondo Isami's face was pale, and his heart was in his throat.

Indeed, there was no need to run.

He seemed to have run to the boss.

In front of him was no longer the female reporter he knew, but a monster in human skin.

No wonder this place is relatively empty, it turns out to be the boss's lair.

"What are you talking about, Ms. Yoshii? I don't understand."

Kondo Isami laughed dryly and stepped back, shaking with a drop of cold sweat, not even bothering to straighten his crooked glasses.

But the other party was obviously not prepared to let him leave.

The open cafeteria door behind him slammed shut.

"You have the power of the gods," Yoshii Reiko smiled even more, "As long as you want, not only this female reporter, but also female teachers, flight attendants... any woman you want can be yours!"

"What nonsense? Who do you think I am?" Kondo Isami's face turned red, and he summoned the knight's belt tremblingly, "I am a knight, Kamen Rider! Don't think I'm afraid of you just because you are a monster!"

"Hahaha! I'm not a monster!"

Yoshii Reiko was amused.

"You are really funny, under the bed..."

"Transform!!"

Lightning flashed in the restaurant.

Kondo Isami was brave again, but before he was fully dressed, he was knocked away by a huge force along with the restaurant door, and his broken armor sank deeply into the corridor wall.

"Bang!"

"Ah——!"

Kondo Isami screamed in the dust and smoke of the explosion, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and soon he could not scream anymore.

"Look, why are you resisting?"

In the restaurant, Queen Mezard changed into a mimicry again, with a charming figure and clothes that seemed to cover but not cover, and the wave state flashed close to Kondo Isami, and one finger lifted Kondo Isami's chin.

"If you didn't have divine power, I would have killed you long ago!"

Queen Mezard looked at the knight's armor that collapsed by itself with disdain.

"You don't think this is the divine power I'm talking about? You don't even know what's on you, you're such a waste! Let me see what's in your head!"

The TV station staff rushed out again, holding their mobile phones like zombies.

The noisy phone ringing went deeper into Kondo Isami's brain in his terrified eyes.

"No, I..."

"Da Da!"

The footsteps in the corridor came from far away, and the invisible waves radiated throughout the venue, and the puppets who were scrambling to get ahead suddenly froze.

Kondo Isami suddenly found his ears quiet, and the headache that had been eroding him receded like a tide.

Even the provocative mimic monster in front of him changed his expression instantly.

Fear appeared on the beautiful face.

Who?

Kondo Isami turned his head with difficulty, only to see a shadow stretched long in the dim light.

The footsteps completely covered the ringing of the mobile phone.

The controlled TV staff all lowered their heads and fell asleep.

Half of the face could be vaguely seen through the gap.