"Hyaaah!!"
A dazzling blade flashed down from his hand. As the monsters rushing at the Rider were illuminated by that light of death, piles of thick, evenly sliced chunks fell to the ground.
Ever since she had unlocked the Crown of Wisdom and no longer had to worry about transformation time limits, Cure Ace's fighting style had gradually become simpler and more brutal. After knocking down several enemies with consecutive punches, she turned back, saw what Ash was holding, and could not help commenting on it.
"Um, that's the Satan Saber, isn't it?"
As someone who also loved and admired heroes, Aguri had at least watched a classic like Kamen Rider Black.
So how did you get that... did you rob the Creation King?
"Well..."
Looking at the still-sharp weapon in his hand, Ash did not know how to explain it for a moment. After all, this was something he had "dropped" from his mother. Since he had not wanted to remember that experience, he had tossed it into the deepest part of his storage space along with those memories, eventually forgetting it existed for a long time.
If he had remembered it sooner, Flame Rider would not have suffered so many setbacks with this to make up for his lack of attack power!
"Even so, I can't use it against Arisu. Someone would really die..."
Still, even if the memories attached to it were hard to face, a sword was a sword. So long as it had not become intelligent enough to develop a sword spirit, it was merely a weapon. There was no point in refusing to use it when it was needed.
"That's right. It really is the Satan Saber."
With another slash, he cleaved the seven- or eight-meter-tall monster before him in two. Ash lightly stroked