But speaking of Suel, the Kamen Rider RegadΩ he transformed into—Kamen Rider LigardΩ—was indeed rather troublesome.
It possessed the authority to destroy worlds, as well as the power to accelerate, slow, reverse, and rewind time.
Against the power of time, ordinary attacks were difficult to make effective.
No matter what, there was nothing wrong with farming more Points before facing Suel.
That would also give her more trump cards.
Compared to dealing with those Future People, there was still another place she needed to deal with first. Its danger was far more immediate.
Previously, Firefly had not known its location. It had been concealed by the DGP operators.
But now that the Vision Driver was in her hands, she had already confirmed that place's location.
It was... the base where Jyamato were cultivated.
Before continuing to deal with the DGP operators, she would clear out this place first!
Destroying such a massive scourge would surely bring no small reward.
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"This is the place, right?!"
Jyamato Garden...
"It was hidden really well..."
Firefly stood atop a cliff in the mountains, looking at the completely abandoned city ahead.
The location truly was excellent. Mountains and forests surrounded it on all sides, and the abandoned city was completely enclosed by the woods.
Like a city hidden in the mountains...
With the DGP operators deliberately concealing its data, it would have been impossible to find this place under normal circumstances. Even Firefly had not received the slightest hint before.
Otherwise, she would have destroyed this place long ago.
Jyamato were not things worth pitying. Their existence was a threat to humanity—they were monsters.
Fortunately, with the Game Master's Vision Driver, even the most hidden corners could be easily found.
Before Suel appeared, this thing truly was the lifeblood of the DGP Grand Prix.
"There really isn't anyone around. Good, that makes this even easier."
She swept her gaze around. The place was secretive and remote, practically the most suitable battlefield imaginable.
Without thinking further, Firefly leaped from the cliff and jumped directly toward the ruined city ahead. After exchanging for a large amount of Destruction Path power,
she no longer needed to transform into Sam. Her own strength had already reached a terrifying level.
Ordinary Jyamato and Kamen Riders were no match for her at all.
As Firefly gradually approached the city ruins before her, the girl could clearly sense the dense vitality and Jyamato Power within.
The garden that cultivated Jyamato was inside this ruined city.
Most of the city before her had already been completely overtaken by Jyamato plants, making it difficult to see what it had originally looked like.
After Firefly entered, what sounded like an infant's crying came from within the abandoned city.
Hearing that childlike wailing, two light swords resembling ice crystals and the wings on a Transformation Device appeared in Firefly's hands.
Even outside her Sam form, she possessed extensive combat experience and swordsmanship.
She slowly walked toward the sound, and then Firefly saw a scene that disgusted her beyond measure. Unknown plants were cultivating Jyamato head-shaped fruits one after another.
It made her stomach churn just looking at it!
And beneath those plants, buried in the damp, soft soil, were the remains of people wearing Desire Grand Prix participant uniforms, along with the ID Cores that represented their identities.
Most had not even been properly covered up, merely tossed there.
Firefly spotted several exposed, cracked ID Cores with just a glance.
One of them belonged to Kamen Rider Polar Bear...
Besides that, a small number of corpses had not completely decomposed. Their faces and features could vaguely be seen through the wet soil.
There were countless corpses and remains here, a revolting sight.
These people had joined the Desire Grand Prix for their own wishes. After paying for it with their lives, they had ultimately become nourishment for the Jyamato.
They had nurtured the Jyamato they had fought with their lives.
How tragic.
This was the Desire Grand Prix...
From beginning to end, they had remained high above all others, treating this world they saw as the past—and humanity—as toys and chess pieces.
Trampling upon the dignity of human nature...
Logically speaking, as a weapon built to wage interstellar war, Firefly had long grown accustomed to death. She had personally erased an uncountable number of lives.
She should no longer have felt anything toward death.
But for some reason, the moment she stepped into this filthy place, she could still feel as though countless wronged souls were wailing.
The corpses and remains used to cultivate Jyamato here all belonged to past DGP Grand Prix contestants eliminated by Jyamato.
Some of them were pure evildoers who became Kamen Riders to gain power, fought Jyamato, and ultimately became nourishment here.
But there were also many idealists like Keiwa Sakurai. They fought the Jyamato with ideals of justice and protecting peace.
Yet after battles fought with their lives on the line, this was all they received in the end...
A place like this should not exist in this world.
It should be destroyed!
"Perhaps this is one of the meanings of walking the Destruction Path!"
Firefly thought this as she raised the sword in her hand.
The Path of Destruction bloomed at that moment, instantly making even the weather feel oppressive. The newborn Jyamato being cultivated nearby sensed death approaching and began shaking frantically.
They struggled before death!
Having absorbed the nourishment of countless participants, the new generation of Jyamato could already think and possessed emotions and thoughts of their own.
Naturally, they were unwilling to die before they had even been born.
But it was all useless.
"For the dead, weep!"
As Firefly's sword fell, destruction swept through the plants cultivating the Jyamato. Along with the surrounding buildings and land, they were reduced to nothingness.
Only then could they be considered at rest!
May I weep for the dead, tears falling like rain, filling the river of crossing, surging in like tides, leading you home.
While Firefly made her move, on the other side, Archimedes, the gardener wholly devoted to the Jyamato's future, was carrying a small watering can and watering the Jyamato he had painstakingly cultivated while humming a tune.
Many years ago, he had followed producer Nemero's orders to modify the Jyamato, and ever since then, he had diligently cultivated these monsters here.
Although Nemero had warned him at the time that the consequences might become uncontrollable and that the DGP operators would bear no responsibility, Archimedes had not taken it to heart at all.
The Jyamato he carefully cultivated had only been born to be defeated.
But after so many years, at some unknown point, Archimedes had begun to develop feelings for these Jyamato.
Perhaps in his eyes, he had personally cultivated every one of them, making them like his own children. He had experienced the role of a father, so naturally he no longer wished for his children to become expendable items in the DGP games.
Thus, he resolved to create a world where Jyamato could be happy while everything else fell into misfortune.
And now, that possibility seemed to be growing ever greater. The opportunity was even right before his eyes.
"Grow well, grow quickly..."
"My good children, you must grow up healthy."
"Very soon, the era that belongs to you will arrive!"
Archimedes looked expectantly at the Jyamato about to be born. Ever since he began using Riders' ID Cores and their remains to cultivate Jyamato,
as a gardener who cared for the Jyamato every day, he had naturally noticed... the changes gradually appearing in them.
The Jyamato were about to evolve!!
And a major incident had also occurred among the DGP operators.
Although the Jyamato and he were also part of the DGP operators, serving as specially cultivated villain roles.
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Archimedes knew better than anyone what had happened to the DGP operators. Game Master Girori was gone, perhaps having returned to the future.
The Driver had fallen into someone else's hands, and the DGP Grand Prix could no longer continue.
For him, this was a rare opportunity. He would no longer need to arrange for the Jyamato to go die, even though a considerable number of Jyamato were cultivated here every day.
With this rare opportunity, he could cultivate the Jyamato better and no longer needed to follow the DGP operators' arrangements.
The era of the Jyamato—the era he had long awaited—might truly be about to arrive.
Archimedes was incomparably excited...
But at that moment, a sudden disturbance startled him.
Turning to look, he saw massive destruction occurring not far away in the city. He could even hear the Jyamato embryos he cared about wailing.
"What happened?!"
Could something have happened to his treasures?
Archimedes immediately rose to his feet and hurried toward the source of the commotion.
Before long, he saw a beautiful girl holding twin swords, destroying the Jyamato he had painstakingly cultivated with a single slash.
"W-What kind of joke is this?"
"Where did this woman come from?!"
Archimedes stared at the scene before him in disbelief, feeling dazed for a moment.
Then came anger he could not suppress.
These Jyamato were all children he had painstakingly raised, yet this woman who had appeared from who knew where had actually killed them.
Unforgivable. Absolutely unforgivable!
But he could not understand who she was. How could someone possess such power without even needing to transform?
It made no sense at all!
Meanwhile, Firefly had not noticed the little old man at all. She merely held her swords calmly before her, and in the next moment... blazing flames ignited along their crystalline blades.
Sometimes, destruction was also a kind of beauty?
Wasn't it...
"I, at this very moment, walk the road of destruction..."
As she spoke, the flames on Firefly's swords grew even hotter. They carried the aura of destruction.
In Firefly's eyes, everything before her could only find its destination in destruction!
Just like those insects, these Jyamato were no different.
"Everything before me shall become scorched earth."
As her voice fell, Firefly swung her sword again!
In an instant, Heavenly Fire-like sword energy descended upon the place. The moment it touched the plants ahead, it ignited them completely.
Ruthlessly devouring everything!