Kamen Rider Evolution

"But you gathered us together and concentrated our fighting power, and you monsters also gathered together." Kamiyama Touma looked up at the densely packed monsters halfway up the mountain and said.

These weirdos don't seem to have very high IQs.

If they were really smart, they should have used their group advantage, outnumbered the minority, and eliminated them directly. Why would they have gone to the trouble of mixing up the stories?

According to normal logic, they should have some other purpose.

As a novelist, he attaches great importance to the logic of the story, but it is obvious that the logic of this weirdo in front of him is not sound.

"But we are much more numerous than you." The red monster disagreed after hearing what Kamiyama Touma said.

"It will be easier for us to rule the world if we gather together and kill them all. Come on!"

Following his order, the monsters from different worlds halfway up the mountain all raised their weapons and charged towards Kamiyama Touma's group with shouts.

"I won't let you succeed." Shenshan Feiyuzhen took out the holy sword and shouted: "Transform!"

Now we can only finish the fight first.

The others also transformed, and a battle between the Knights and the monsters began.

Just as the fierce melee broke out, a young man with a mushroom-shaped hairstyle, wearing a white shirt and black trousers appeared out of nowhere on the top of a mountain.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, spread out the drawing board in his hand, and wrote and drew on the board while watching the battle all over the mountains. He looked exactly like an ordinary sketching boy.

"I found you, Shotaro Ishimori."

Jiang Xia, who was observing from the top of the mountain, noticed Shotaro Ishimori the moment he appeared.

Although he is just an ordinary teenager without any power and looks ordinary, his authority over this world is frighteningly high.

He is the original author of Knight and Sentai. Even though many things that came after were not created by him, his significance to the Heisei series is the same as that of the original Kamen Rider Kuuga.

Without him there would be no origin.

Under Jiang Xia's gaze, Shotaro Ishimori completed the first draft of his hero.

The white drawing paper was split into two, with two warriors with completely different appearances standing on either side of the picture.

The dragonfly warrior on the left is wearing a helmet and has two round eyes. He has a long brocade belt tied behind his neck and his body is covered with bulging muscles.

Although it was not colored, Jiang Xia could tell from Shotaro Ishimori's pretty good painting skills that he was drawing Kamen Rider No. 1, the No. 1 from the Showa era.

On the other side of the white drawing paper, there are two round eyes on the helmet, and a warrior wearing sportswear. He also has a half-length cape on his back.

The origin of the Super Sentai, the first Red Ranger among the Secret Five Rangers, but also without color.

At this moment, a strange figure suddenly appeared next to Shotaro Ishimori who was painting.

This is a middle-aged man with black hair neatly combed back. He wears a black shirt with a collar, a long black leather jacket, black clothes and black pants.

No matter what work this kind of outfit is in, it usually represents the villain. The protagonist will not wear all black and then sneak up on a child from behind.

"Did you draw your hero?"

The middle-aged man in black walked up to Shotaro Ishinomori, sat down and supported himself on the grass with his hands.

"It is you."

Shotaro Ishimori glanced at him and said.

He knew him, and it was he who brought himself into this world, saying that he wanted to help him draw the hero in his mind.

He said his name was Asmodeus, which is the name of the demon god in mythology, one of the seventy-two pillars of Solomon, ranked thirty-second, and also represents the king of demons.

"Well, let me see if I can help you."

Asmodeus pointed to the Saber and the fully-powered warrior fighting and said, "I've shown you so many heroes. You should have learned a lot."

"Thank you, I've gained a lot," Shotaro Ishimori thanked sincerely. "Everyone you showed me was really cool. Even though it wasn't what I expected, it gave me a lot of inspiration. These heroes are really strong and cool."

"Would you like to see the hero I drew?" Shotaro Ishinomori became excited when he mentioned what he had gained.

"Oh, then I really want to see your work." When Asmodeus heard what Shotaro Ishimori said, his pupils shrank as small and sharp as a needle tip, but soon changed. His long eyebrows trembled violently and his face showed surprise.

"Let me show you. I've already decided that after I graduate from high school, I'm going to be a cartoonist. I've even decided on a name. I'm going to use comics to tell the stories in my heart. The one on the left is called Kamen Rider, he's number one, and the one on the right is called Red Ranger, he's from the Super Sentai."

Shotaro Ishimori handed the drawing in his hand to Asmodeus, pointed at his own drawing and said excitedly, his face filled with the excitement of sharing.

He found his dream through the hero shown to him by Asmodeus. The inspiration in his heart was constantly colliding in his mind, bursting out with all kinds of indescribable wonderful ideas.

Although he is still in school and does not have much time to draw comics, he can first record these inspirations in words and start creating formally after completing his studies.

"So that's how it is. Your future should be very bright."

Asmodeus flipped through the line drawings drawn by Shotaro Ishimori one by one, and his expression and tone became excited.

His hands were shaking so much that he could hardly hold the drawing, as if he had seen some extremely precious treasure.

But contrary to the excitement in his words, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and in the end there was even a hint of chilliness.

However, he used the draft to block his cold gaze, so Shotaro Ishimori, who was immersed in the inspiration in his mind, did not notice the gaze that seemed to want to eat him alive.

After Asmodeus finished reading the drawings of Kamen Rider One and Red Ranger drawn by Shotaro Ishimori, he held the drawings in one hand and slowly stood up from the ground.

"I think so. I will let the hero in my heart pass on to every child and let them understand that this is a story of justice."

Ishimori Shotaro held out his hand to Asmodeus. "Now that you've finished reading, can you please return my drawing to me?"

"Okay, I'll give the drawing back to you." Asmodeus handed the drawing back to Shotaro Ishimori with a smile on his face.

"Thank you again for showing me the story of the hero." Shotaro Ishinomori nodded with a smile and prepared to take the drawing handed over by Asmodeus.

Just at the moment when Shotaro Ishimori reached out to catch the drawing.

"Pfft!"

Hot blood spurted out from Shotaro Ishimori's abdomen, and the white shirt on his upper body was instantly dyed red by the blood.

A sharp dagger was stuck right in Shotaro Ishimori's abdomen.

When Asmodeus was about to return the drawing to Shotaro Ishimori, a dagger suddenly slipped out from his sleeve and, with the help of the cover of the drawing, stabbed directly into Shotaro Ishimori's abdomen.

The blow hit the target, and he twisted the hilt fiercely, feeling the blood of the God of Creation spurting out of the Creator's body, splashing warmth on his chest.

Asmodeus casually threw the drawing in his hand to the ground, stretched out his hand and pushed, and Shotaro Ishimori fell to the ground instantly. The gushing blood dyed the ground red in the blink of an eye.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to kill you."

Asmodeus sighed and shook his head. He squatted down and looked at Shotaro Ishimori's pupils, which were still bright, as if asking him why.

Shotaro Ishinomori stared at him in disbelief. It was he who brought him into this world to see heroes, so why did he want to kill him now?

The dream in his heart had just begun to sprout, but he no longer had the chance. He would never be able to see the hero in his heart be born again because he was dying.

"Well, since you want to know so much, I will let you die knowing full well." Asmodeus adjusted his black leather jacket. Black is good because it can cover up the blood produced after killing someone, not to mention that it is a high-end waterproof product.

"I brought you to this world to use the heroes you're not familiar with to disrupt your creative desires, preventing you from drawing stories about Kamen Rider and Super Sentai in the future. In other words, I'm using the power of God to eliminate the heroes and then drive you out of the world of the story, thus achieving our plan to rule the world."

"But I didn't expect that my actions would actually help you and strengthen your determination to create," Asmodeus sighed, "which makes it very difficult for me."

"Generally speaking, characters in a story can't harm the author in any way, even if the author is completely powerless. This is because the so-called abilities are written by the creator, and no matter how powerful the fantasy is, they cannot be changed."

"So I made two preparations in advance. Although the story is fictional, the words can affect real people. In other words, the characters in the novel cannot directly influence the creator, but can indirectly influence them through other aspects. The dagger that pierced your body came from your real world."

"Of course, only things from the 'real world' can harm you, the God of Creation." Asmodeus looked down at Ishimori Shotaro's pupils that were slowly losing their light. He whispered, "Don't worry, God of Creation, I will continue to write your story for you. Heroes will disappear one by one, and villains will rule the world. Isn't this an inspirational example?"

"A puppet controlled by fate killed its own creator and liberated its own destiny. How inspiring and successful it is."

Asmodeus looked at the Creator's dim pupils, raised his arms and laughed. The guy who had caused him trouble no longer existed, and now it was his time.

"boom!"

Asmodeus' laughter was suddenly interrupted by a sudden burst of fire and explosion. It was a powerful explosion from below the valley.

He turned his head and saw that the Holy Blades represented by Kamiyama Touma and Goshikida Suketo's fully transformed Caesar had each transformed into their final forms and were quickly clearing out the corresponding monsters and villains.

"Why didn't the hero disappear? Even if Shotaro Ishinomori died, it wouldn't work?" Asmodeus' expression changed.

Then Asmodeus turned his attention to Shotaro Ishimori. In this case, either he had not killed him yet, or something else had happened that he didn't know about.

"Could it be!"

A rich blood color filled Asmodeus' eyes, and his pupils instantly shrank to the size of a needle tip. He found out why the heroes did not disappear.

The uncolored drawing that he had just thrown on the ground was now covered by Shotaro Ishimori's own blood.

Kamen Rider One and the Red Ranger of the Secret Five Rangers were both dyed red by Shotaro Ishimori's blood.

The moment the red drawing was filled with color, a red beam of light shot up into the sky from Shotaro Ishimori's body.

The bright red figures of Kamen Rider One and Red Ranger condensed into entities in the red light column.

In an instant, countless Kamen Riders and teams extended out behind No. 1 and the Red Rangers.

At the moment when the 50th Kamen Rider and the 45th Super Sentai gathered, a scarlet blood shock wave suddenly erupted in all directions with the light column floating in the air as the center.

“Ahhh! How could this happen?!”

Asmodeus was hit head-on by the impact.

As punishment for killing the gods, he suffered an attack a thousand times more painful than lingchi, and his body was blown to pieces in a ten-thousandth of a second.

The army he formed by joining forces with the villains from the Super Sentai and Kamen Rider worlds, intending to rule all the worlds after the heroes disappeared, was instantly turned into powder by the impact of this god.

The picture froze here. A red beam of light stood on the ground, and Jiang Xia's figure slowly emerged.

He looked down at the dead Ishimori Shotaro and sighed: "So this is the source of the crisis. It seems that after your death, although Kamen Rider continued, it has encountered very serious problems."

Then, his figure flashed, and he exited Oma Zi-O's memory world and returned to reality.

Chapter 597 Roots

"I know the cause of the crisis. It's that the author, Shotaro Ishimori, was killed in the past. But what exactly is the so-called crisis? Why did you bring me to this world?" Jiang Xia asked after coming back to his senses from Oma Zi-O's memory.

Oma Zi-O did not answer, but stretched out his finger and drew a line in the air in front of himself.

A light golden ray of light shot out from a distance, reaching far away.

This line also separates Jiang Xia and Oma Zi-O.

"What is this?" Jiang Xia shifted his gaze to the virtual light in front of him that was emitting warm and bright light. It was like a stream emitting warm yellow light, flowing continuously forward.

And at this moment, a lot of information emerged from the light, and the information was constructed into pictures that appeared in Jiang Xia's eyes.

The bloody fight between Kuuga and Daguba on the mountaintop, Agito punching the gods, the knight war of the Dragon Knights, Faiz's burning life...

Starting from the very beginning, scenes worthy of being recorded in the history of knights appeared one by one in Jiang Xia's eyes. Most of these were the scenes that people talked about the most. Even if he had seen them countless times, when these scenes appeared again, he would still look at them again seriously and confidently.

Because these images represent Kamen Rider and heroes.

"The orthodox timeline of the Heisei Knights." Jiang Xia said the name of the extending light.

As for why it is called canon, it is because this timeline only contains TV canon scenes in the 'real' world.

All parallel worlds, comic worlds, novels, and secondary creations are not included.

"This is the history of our world before Shotaro Ishimori was killed. It is also the so-called correct history, known as the official history of our knights." Oma Zi-O said.

"I see. Toei said that some of the theatrical versions are connected to the original timeline, while others are parallel worlds. Because of some setting conflicts or arrangements, they have different endings. It's easy to understand." Jiang Xia expressed it in 'realistic' terms. "If I were the author, and what I wrote was very profitable, but the original story has already ended, if I want to continue, then a sequel or an if line would be a very good choice."

"Yes, this is the predetermined ending. It is very difficult to change the Knight's Official History, it is almost impossible to do so, so the Knight's Official History is also called the stable timeline." Oma Zi-O said.

"Don't tell me that there is a problem with the stable timeline because of the impact of Shotaro Ishimori's death."

Jiang Xia guessed it instantly. It was not difficult.

Moreover, the name of the stable timeline tells us that those who claim to be stable will definitely become unstable due to some unexpected events.

It is almost obvious that only those who are unstable will call themselves stable.

"Now if you come closer and look at it, and see how it's changing, you'll know the specific reason." Oma Zi-O gave a light push, and the stable timeline moved directly in front of Jiang Xia's eyes.

Now Jiang Xia is very close to the stable timeline known as the Knight's Official History. As he waits, the stable timeline gradually changes.

A hint of red quietly polluted the golden light from the source of the stable timeline. Jiang Xia knew that this was the impact of the death of the author Shotaro Ishimori. The red looked like dripping blood.

And when the red color completely replaced the source of the timeline, the beam of light that was originally flowing forward suddenly twisted, and it formed an arc like a circling dragon.

The next second, countless tiny branches suddenly appeared on the surface of the distorted light beam. These tiny branches were very, very small at first, just like the fine hairs on the skin. If you didn't look very carefully, you couldn't notice them at all.

But as time continues to flow forward, these tiny branching timelines begin to grow outward, becoming longer and more dispersed.

When these branch timelines grow to a certain size, they will continue to split like the stable timelines before.

The result is that the originally isolated stable timeline split into almost infinite branch timelines as it flows forward.