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Two enormous purple energy orbs, carrying destructive power, crashed into that distorted space.
There were no earth-shattering explosions.
Shockwaves without energy collisions.
There wasn't even a sound.
Those two energy orbs that once struck fear into the hearts of countless enemies vanished without a trace, like mud sinking into the sea.
Disappeared completely.
As if they never existed.
Only a faint aftershock of energy remained in the air, proving that what had just happened was not an illusion.
"what?!"
Saeko's expression froze.
Her pupils contracted sharply as she stared in disbelief at the scene before her.
His all-out attack, the power he was so proud of, was just... so easily neutralized?
Not even a ripple was stirred?
This shock was far more unbearable for her than any physical injury.
At that moment, her mind was greatly shaken.
Before she could recover from her extreme shock...
01's figure moved.
It wasn't a rapid sprint.
With just one step, his figure blurred like a ghost.
When it became clear again, it was already very close to the forbidden dopant.
Saeko's dynamic vision was completely unable to capture the movement.
It happened so fast that her nerves didn't even have time to issue any commands.
There are no fancy moves.
Su Chen didn't even use any weapons.
It was just a very simple hand chop.
An attack move so ordinary it couldn't be more common.
However, this chop to the neck struck first, even though it was delivered later.
With an incomprehensible speed and angle, it precisely cuts into the most inconspicuous node on the energy flow path of the forbidden dopant.
That was a tiny but fatal flaw in her supposedly impregnable defense system, something she had never noticed before.
"puff--"
There was a slight muffled sound.
It's like cloth being torn.
Saeko felt an irresistible, sharp force instantly sever the forbidden energy surging within her body.
What followed was an even more terrifying reverse flow of energy.
Like a flood bursting its banks, it surged wildly into her body, tearing at her nerves and internal organs.
All the strength in his body was completely drained in an instant, like a punctured balloon.
That familiar purple energy, which had once made her feel powerful, had now turned into a deadly poison.
The intense pain caused her to groan softly.
My vision started to blur.
The purple light of the forbidden dopant quickly dimmed, and pieces of armor peeled off and dissipated.
Unable to maintain her transformation any longer, she hastily deactivated it, her body going limp as she knelt heavily on the cold ground.
The impact of my knees on the hard ground sent a piercing pain through me.
But this pain is nothing compared to the pride that has been utterly crushed in my heart.
She was breathing heavily, her forehead was covered in a fine layer of cold sweat, and her face was as pale as paper.
Throughout the entire process, Su Chen never moved from his original position.
He still stood there, like an unchanging rock.
He only extended his hand once, and swung a chop to the neck.
The training ground fell silent once again.
Only Saeko's heavy breathing echoed in the empty space.
This crushing defeat, like the sharpest carving knife, has deeply etched the cruel reality into the depths of Sonozaki Saeko's soul.
The "forbidden" power she used to rely on came from her father.
That power that made her invincible in countless battles, that made her believe she stood at the pinnacle of power.
How utterly vulnerable they are in the face of true power.
How fragile.
How ridiculous.
That seemingly powerful energy was actually full of flaws and crude.
It was nothing more than a magnificent yet heavy shackle that her father used to bind her.
She was made to become addicted to a false sense of power, unable to see the real world or touch true strength.
Past glories, past status, everything in the past, all faded into obscurity at this moment.
No.
It should be said that it was completely shattered.
Along with her pathetic sense of self-respect.
She knelt on the ground, head down, her disheveled hair obscuring her face.
My body trembled slightly from exhaustion.
But more than anything, it was a chill that welled up from the depths of my soul.
If this is all there is to her past.
So what exactly is her past?
Is it a self-deceiving farce?
Su Chen remained silent.
He simply watched her quietly, waiting for her answer.
He knew that some things could only be truly understood by her own hands.
a long time.
Sonozaki Saeko slowly raised her head.
Her eyes were completely different from before.
The last trace of confusion caused by the collapse of her faith had completely vanished from her eyes.
Instead, there is an unprecedented clarity.
A chilling, unwavering resolve.
Like the purest cold iron, it was tempered and reborn in the flames of despair.
Yes, without completely abandoning that false past, one can never gain true strength.
That strength should not come from others.
It should not originate from bloodline.
It can only, and should only, originate from herself.
She, Saeko Sonozaki, will use her own hands to seize the power that belongs only to her.
Even if that road is full of thorns and leads to the unknown.
Chapter Thirty-Six: Transformation! Kamen Rider Destroys!
The training ground was deathly silent.
The air seemed to freeze, and every speck of dust was clearly visible.
Sonozaki Saeko slowly stood up from the cold ground.
She raised her hand and gently wiped away the remaining bright red blood from the corner of her mouth with her fingertips.
That splash of red, like a withered rose, appeared somewhat eerie against her pale skin.
The dust and damage on her body from her previous crushing defeat did nothing to diminish her icy, sculpted beauty.
Quite the opposite.
After burying that weak and confused "past" with her own hands, her eyes were free of all impurities.
It has become purer than ever before.
It was also even colder and more piercing.
It's a gaze that only a top assassin, standing atop mountains of corpses and seas of blood, accustomed to life and death, can possess.
Calm, yet it harbors a chilling coldness capable of freezing the soul.
Her gaze didn't linger even for a moment on that "forbidden memory" abandoned in a corner, which once represented her glory and constraints.
It was as if it were just insignificant trash.