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Transforming into Dylan is not just about enhancing physical performance for Roki.

At first I almost lost my sanity every time I transformed, and I was devastated by severe pain. But I got over it all.

To protect, to fight. To discuss those who disrupt this wonderful world that she also loved.

I am no longer just a man, Thousand Ishitsu, knighted in silver by the light. You literally 'transform' into a righteous incarnation with a soul facing any difficulty with any enemy.

"... well. I miss you." Silver. "

Standing in front of you is Lars transformed into a golden lion. It's dating from a time when he was young, Takashi, but still chasing Fujiro, who was just a scoundrel. I used to say things when I was infiltrating Metallica at dawn.

"Lars...... Let me start by thanking you. You responded well to this battle."

This word was meant to be. It's ridiculous, such as a solo attack on Metallica headquarters if it's supposed to be. No matter how strong you are, it is you who will be crushed before an overwhelming number.

But Dylan was certain. The cause we have and the pride of Lars, we have to.

Fujiro is no longer in this world. And it's hidden, but Lars absolutely knows the truth. Then I will be the vengeance of Fujiro for Lars. And above all, Lars wants a fight.

Maybe Hammett stopped, but eventually Hammett would break.

So I went through the Guardian and sent a message to Metallica. If Lars, he believed he was bound to respond to this one hit.

"Hmm. Don't be complacent, Hiroki. I'm the one who wants to thank. This is the only thing that has set the stage well. I'll destroy you in front of the whole world."

I know Lars' personality. This man considers the struggle his own essence.

Though it is to suffer from understanding from transcendence, Lars has walked on its intrinsic impulse and still survived because of its strength. Unlike other executives, my loyalty to Fujiro is probably thin. I've just been fighting as a friend with Fujiro, who can prepare a place for battle.

"You're no different, Lars.... but even you can't beat me"

The air shook. I guess that's due to the fighting between the two of us.

"Let's go. Hiroki.... no, Dylan"

The roaring sound was the sound of Lars kicking the ground. Assault by a big Phantom leap with a lion's head is no longer equal to firing a cannon

In an instant it accelerates to super high speed, and in the next moment the auspicious arm is coming near Dylan's face.

If you're a regular person, you're blown in the head with a blow, and the blown head puts a big hole in the rear building. Such an attack.

But.

"Ha!!

Dylan also puts his own hands on Lars' fist and takes it from the front.

The super energy of the bump spread around the area as a shock wave with explosion sounds. I can see the crowd around me under that wind pressure covering their faces with their arms.

"... you seem to have lifted your arms a lot..."

"Oh. Sadly."

Dylan releases a high kick at the same time as releasing Lars' fist, pointing it at the side head of a lion more than two metres high, accelerating his right leg, which cleaves through the sky, to near the speed of sound.

This kick is a move powerful enough to make a large vehicle dance in the air like a leaf of a tree.

"Wet!"

But not Lars eating this decently.

Lars sinks the giant quickly and squeezes a whirlwind-generating high kick. Dylan's kick blurred some of Lars' tategami and passed over its head.

This attack was sent.

We know from the beginning that that will happen.

"So yah!!

Dylan spins himself like a tornado, keeping the momentum unleashed by the right high kick. Turn your back only on Lars for a moment, and in the next moment put your left back fist on a knocking track on Lars' face as he crouches.

"Ngu!

I didn't even direct this attack. Lars responded to Dylan's attack at a rate far beyond the limits of normal neurotransmission, and when he woke up, he jumped this fist with his brass arm.

But the attack won't end. Using the momentum that unleashed the left back fist and the jumped up position of it, punch the right upper cut from the diagonal down against Lars' abdomen

Direct hit. Heavy and sharp shocks remain on the fist and Lars blows up diagonally.

Through the darkness of the night there was a building ahead where Lars blew up, just crashing into the wall on the fourth floor. The walls snap like craters and Lars looks buried there.

At the same time, the cheers of the surrounding people rose.

Still not distracting. Because Lars can't possibly be fatally injured to that extent.

Leaps for immediate chase. Fly like an arrow against the outer wall of the building where Lars is engulfing.

I should have been able to make another blow in time without just 0 commas for less than a few seconds, but it doesn't seem to work that well.

Lars, captured by Dylan's enhanced vision, was already in interception position.

Lars kicked the exterior wall of the building and rushed toward this one. It will definitely clash in the air.

"I'm sorry to hear that!! Dylan!!"

A golden lion approaching at a fast speed, using the building city of the night as a backdrop.

Dylan timing and releasing the straight left.

That fist, which is roughly impossible to even see in the human eye if you think about it at relative speed, was cut off by Lars and avoided with a single piece of paper.

And it will be assembled on Lars' auspicious arm as it is.

"Hmm......!

The blow that is unleashed while assembled is a head-bad. The destructive force that also grinds the Great Rock struck Dylan directly in the face. An awesome shock echoes Dylan's head.

"Ha ha ha!! What to do, Dylan!!

And Lars presses and tightens Dylan's arms fluttered for a moment. It's a move close to a bear bag in martial arts.

Dylan's reinforced exoskeleton (extra-metal frame) lifted a glimmer on Lars' auspicious arm as he tightened up.

More immobile Dylan is forced down, and as it were, the two fall according to gravity.

If you crash into the ground while being held down by a super heavy lion, you're guaranteed to have a lot of damage.

"To this extent!? It's soggy!!

Toughness to regain position immediately from the first attack, judgment to spot this move and intercept it in the air in an instant, and a sense of fighting that leads from the head-bud to the bearbag. Dylan was reminded again that Metallica's strongest name was not Dade.

But.

"... it's you who's lukewarm. Lars............!

Don't think you can defeat me to this extent.

I've fought countless times. Not once or twice have I been dying. To stop the evil that tries to destroy this world. I kept getting stronger.

Warcraft, Reinforced Armed Soldiers, Modified Humans, Psychics. I kept winning with my life.

Don't lick the battle I've been fighting, the fate I've borne.

"Haaaa!!

Dylan boosts and unleashes the body's enclosed light power (vital energy) to its limits.

The silver light exploded and Lars' bear bag was successfully removed.

And kick Lars' body as it is, distance it in the air, and land passively. Asphalt got a crack in it, but there's almost no damage from the drop.

But that's the same thing as Lars.

"That's hilarious. Come on, call me. Same type zero to each other, let's do it in full... Dylan!!

Lars, who landed in a slightly remote position, was taking a strike fighting stance.

The intimidation from its appearance to its devastating nature is unleashed. Man crushing everything he touches. That hasn't changed since then.

"Lars!!

Run to Lars again, releasing striking moves in a row.

Hit a fist (knuckle) and a kick (kick) in the face of a fast fire cannon.

Lars strikes while preventing it again. Take it with your arms, feet, and shoulders.

Roll out a never-ending series of attacks on each other.

Attacks beyond common sense, like a series of machine guns hitting concrete straight in a row, the crushing noise sounds constantly and shockwaves tremble the office streets.

The battle between the lion and the knight was almost mutual.

That would seem natural to those who know the two backgrounds.

Because you two are of zero type.

The first modified human, Type Zero, devised by the Mad Genius Headfield, was much more dangerous than it is now. That was it.

It gives immense power instead of imposing harsh loads on the spirit and flesh of the human being who becomes the body. That is the concept of type zero.

At that time, almost all the human beings who became vegetarians could not withstand the load and ran off or died.

From this, while the headfield moaned, Metallica's modified humans shifted to a safer concept at the expense of power, to a level that withstood pragmatism. A completely different concept, the Silhouette Series, seems to be adopted these days.

But the strongest modified humans in theoretical values have not changed once in 20 years. That's type zero.

And there are only two men who endured remodeling as 99.8% of their primitive bodies ran wild and died.

Only two people with a strong body, excellent motor skills and, above all, a strong spirit that never wavered applied to type zero.

0.2% success stories. That was Lars and Shinki.

Unlike Lars, who had used that power from the outset without any problems, Transhi would not have been able to apply it without that incident and the thoughts determined by it.

But that doesn't matter anymore. The two men, who have continued to fight and gained experience in each path, have already manipulated their power to the full.

Now it's just two fists crossing each other's extremes of power beyond man. That was all.

"Ngu!!

Lariat of Lars struck Dylan in the neck.

Dylan leaps and avoids it, spinning in space and turning behind Lars.

"Chop chop chop... Don't you think it's time to settle?

"... right"

They are depleting each other, and the next will be the last integration. They're almost two of each other, so I can see that.

"Then I'll show you. The power I created."

Dylan boosted his whole body's energy.

"Haaaaaaaa!!

Raise the energy output from the visceral photovoltaic engine (vital factor) to the critical point with the force of will.

And pour that energy into your right fist.

Use enhanced vision (overvision) to the limit and fix the exact point to be struck out.

Pull your body like a bow and take a stand to maximize your propulsion.

A silver glow dwells in his fist, and the atmosphere sounds.

"That's it. My friend's enemies, and a hero who was only one enemy...!

Lars also responded to it, wrapping his whole body in a golden aura and taking the offensive posture.

Golden Assault by Super Energy. Simply the ultimate Lars' special move.

But Dylan is not frightened even before that move, which shatters all matter in the world. I don't even take defensive positions.

Just pick him up and hit him.

"... we're gonna settle this. Lars."

Take it, Lars. You can't have it. I created this fist to protect you.

Dylan remembered the people he had protected so far, and now looked over at the general public surrounding this place.

And I think.

Lars, I'm gonna beat you. And this fist becomes a wake-up blow to the world.

Ning couldn't take his eyes off the monitor.

The battle between the lion (Lars) and the knight (Dylan) is taking place in different areas of dimension. There was a clear sense of will that simple combat power would not, of course, pull off on the two of us, always win

An attack that went unnoticed was like hitting each other's souls.

And this battle will be over soon.

"... that's..."

Dylan's fists glowing silver were the same as those in Ning's memory.

That is the Iron Fist (Hammer) of Justice (Justice).

That move that defeated Mr. Masaka. The output is the wrong digit, but definitely.

I didn't know that time, but now I do. Open it up.

That fist that releases is beyond the specs Dylan is supposed to have.

And what makes it possible is the firm will of a man named Chijiishi.

"... Huh!

It was a moment. The two are fast and different. In the eyes of the Ning, who had not even transformed, it only appeared that the flashes of gold and silver crossed.

After the flash, it was Dylan alone standing on the screen with his fist swinging position. A little, the blown Lars fell into asphalt.

Lars' transformation has been disarmed and is not moving.

Maybe he's not dead, but it turns out at a glance that he won't be able to fight anymore.

Metallica's most powerful masterpiece was defeated.

I can't catch up. I can't keep up with my understanding of things.

The crowd on the monitor is cheering.

And Dylan went into even more unexpected behavior.

Solve the transformation and expose your worn out face in a fierce fight. As soon as the battle was over, it was gone. It's clearly a heterogeneous behavior than before.

Dylan began to speak in that low voice against the camera as he muddled the blood flowing from his forehead. It's not the same as it was just now. This, with a clear intention, seeks to disseminate the word.

"... my name is Shigeki Chiishi. He's called Dylan. Take this opportunity now, I have something to tell you)

The crowd that was giving the drink was quiet at some point. Perhaps that is a phenomenon happening all over the world where this relay is arriving.

Everyone should be getting punched in the chest by the noble figure of this man who broke down but fought through.

Dylan continued his words slowly, but forcefully.

"There are people in the world who have fought just like me. Those who have stood up to and defended this world.

Thousands of stones breathed constantly, but in their eyes, the words felt unshakeable strength.

And in the brain of the Ning, who heard the word, are the heroes who have fought so far.

Beetle, Ramone, Maloon 5, Slipknot, Sonic Youth. They were all very strong men.

And there are other beings like them.

"I hope that what we are about to talk about will reach those people. To those who are called Heroes.

Rox, the man whose words were born, Dylan.

The man was now about to speak to the heroes who ancestored themselves.