zect headquarters.
Masato Mishima is preparing to eat.
A glass of water and a few vitamin capsules.
This is Masato Mishima's meal.
For a cold-hearted person who has no sense of taste, tries his best to restrain his lust, and regards people as machines instead of life, the simpler and more efficient the life-maintaining behavior of "eating" is naturally, the better.
[Delicious food is a sin, it will corrupt the warrior's noble spirit. 】
Masato Mishima thought so, and taught and trained his subordinates this way.
[Soldiers must abandon all unnecessary self-emotions and complete orders like a machine. 】
But he also said something——
[Excellent subordinates must be rewarded with a certain status in the future. 】
In the history of Kabuto, from the beginning, Masato Mishima always regarded Kagamiriu as his master, followed him with all his strength, and regarded Kagamiriku's honor and disgrace as his own, and protected him with all his strength.
Masato Mishima doesn't love money or lust, but he loves power and is extremely proud.
【I will use everything I can use. 】
This is Masato Mishima's style.
Therefore, he does whatever it takes to achieve his goal.
As the deputy to the top leader of the zect organization, which was established with the purpose of "wiping out the zerg", he will even cooperate with the zerg in order to achieve his own goals.
But even so, he still stood on the standpoint of humans at that time and regarded the eradication of the zerg as the ultimate goal.
Moreover, in Masato Mishima's view, the protozoa that cooperate with humans are also among the zerg that are destined to be liquidated.
He looked down upon bugs.
Therefore, in the later period of Kabuto's history, when Masato Mishima saw Kagamiru's humble appearance of obeying and groveling in front of the protozoan leader Negishi again and again, his respect for Kagamiriu began to show with his naked eyes. Visible speed continues to decrease.
[Why are you able to do this to yourself? 】
Masato Mishima didn't understand what Kagamiri was afraid of.
It is obvious that the zerg that the protozoa are afraid of have been eliminated by humans. If this is the case, why should humans be afraid of the protozoa?
Doubts, dissatisfaction, followed by endless disappointment and anger.
Then, this disappointment and anger intensified when Negishi proposed to recycle all the insect devices of the Kamen Rider system and disband the zect organization established to fight the zerg, which was equivalent to asking humans to voluntarily abandon their weapons and surrender. But when He Meilu agreed without any resistance, he reached the maximum point.
This sentiment even extends to humans themselves.
[Ah, so it turns out that humans are the humble ones? 】
【It’s really boring. 】
The spring in Mishima Masato's heart called "self" that had been suppressed to the extreme by himself suddenly rebounded at that moment.
He seemed to be a different person.
He no longer suppresses his desires.
Indulge appetite, indulge ambition.
He even gave up his human identity and became a protozoa through the machine developed by Negishi that can transform humans into protozoa, and worked with Negishi to advance the plan to turn all humans into protozoa.
Swaruz admired Masato Mishima's ambition and regarded him as a suitable candidate for the alien kabuto.
but……
Time returns to the present.
zect headquarters.
I saw Masato Mishima taking out a glass bottle, pouring out a few vitamin capsules from it and swallowing it. After a while, his eyes suddenly widened, and he raised his hand to clamp his neck hard, with a look of extreme pain on his face. , black blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
It's poison!
He is poisoned!
Masato Mishima quickly figured out what the problem was, and reached out to grab the glass bottle of vitamin capsules that he had just put on the table but had not yet put away.
But his body began to become less and less under his control.
As soon as his hand reached halfway, his body fell forward uncontrollably, crushing the table.
Pacha!
The unfinished water glass fell to the ground and broke into pieces, causing a splash of water.
The glass bottle of vitamin capsules also fell down together, and the vitamin capsules in it fell all over the floor.
Tread——
There were footsteps.
Masato Mishima, who was lying on the ground, could not see the whole person. He could only see his leather shoes and a corner of his purple clothes.
"Who are you……?"
Masato Mishima tried his best to reach out to the man, but no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't reach him at all.
Powerless, desperate, unwilling, angry...he squeezed out questions from his throat.
"Why……!"
But the visitor did not answer his question directly, and only said:
"waste!"
Swaruz looked at Masato Mishima who fell to the ground due to poisoning, and continued with a cold face:
"You won't die, but as punishment, you will lose everything you have now."
Why any punishment?
What mistake did Masato Mishima make?
Swaruz said nothing.
Masato Mishima didn't have time to ask.
Because he was completely speechless at this time, and soon lost consciousness completely.
And before that, the last words he heard were...
"Fall into hell in humiliation...I will not ask for your consent!"
Domineering, with a strange sense of pleasure, like revenge or venting.
Swaruz looked at the completely unconscious Mishima Masato in front of him. The depression he had accumulated in front of Hyper Kabuto finally dissipated, and the cheerful smile that had been forced to interrupt before appeared on his face smoothly.
A wisp of chaos-filled malice flashed across his eyes, and one of the illusory alien knight watches was vaguely visible.
After a while, Swaruz looked away, raised his left hand, looked at the alien kabuto knight watch in his palm, and frowned again.
Here comes the problem...
Now, what kind of host should he choose for this strange kabuto knight watch?
Just as he was thinking about it, there was a sudden knock on the door.
Dongdongdong——
A voice came from outside the office.
"Mr. Mishima, are you there? I lost my car."
Lost Car Thinking, the elite force directly under the zect headquarters, is the captain of the Shadow Team.
When he advocates perfect harmony, he is a suitable candidate for Kamen Rider King Bee.
After giving up perfect harmony, he is a qualified person for Kamen Rider to kick the locusts.
With this information flashing through his mind, Swaruz looked in the direction of the door, and a frightening smile slowly formed on the corner of his mouth.
"Come in," he said.
A strange voice that he had never heard before sounded from the office and reached the ears of Xiang Xiang, who had lost his car outside the door. He was startled, and then his heart started to rise inexplicably.
[Who is the speaker...? ]
Thinking like this, Wu Che wanted to frown tightly and push the door open. When he saw the scene inside the door, his eyes were splitting. Then he quickly took out his pistol and pointed it at the man in the room who he had never seen before. A man who has lived.
"Who are you? What did you do to Mr. Mishima!?"
he asked loudly.
However, Swaruz seemed not to be able to see, or didn't care at all about the gun in his hand, as he looked at the elite-looking man in suits and ties in front of him without any sense of nervousness.
"Give up," Shan Che thought.
He said it in a contemptuous tone and in a condescending manner.
"The perfect harmony you pursue is worthless in the face of absolutely powerful power."
"Worthless? Ridiculous!"
Wu Che wanted to angrily pull the trigger.
"You don't need to judge the path I want to take!"
boom!
The bullet came out of the chamber.
But the next moment, Wu Chai thought and was horrified to find that all the bullets he fired were stagnant in the air.
Da da da--
With the sound of the illusory clock ringing, Swaruz stepped forward, brushing aside the bullets that were stagnant in the air, and came to Xiang Xiang, whose body was imprisoned and completely unable to move, while holding the alien kabuto knight in his hand. He asked him while pressing the watch into his body.
"Have you ever seen hell?"
That day, I wanted to see hell.
That day, there were only two people left in the Shadow Team...
By his own hands...
