Zerg Void Familiar, Gandalf!
As the fierce wind kicked up by the explosion on the battlefield slowly blew away the smoke hanging all around, the full appearance of this sudden figure
was finally laid bare before everyone's eyes.
At a glance, it stood a full three meters tall, its build extraordinarily powerful and imposing.
It was like a slaughtering demon god that had stepped out of a bottomless Abyss.
Its entire body was covered in tough black-and-yellow exoskeleton.
Those carapaces were not only thick, but distinctly layered, their surfaces gleaming with a chilling metallic sheen.
It was as if they had been cast from some unknown alloy.
Beyond that, the structure of its body was also rather strange.
On top of its thick, powerful legs and arms, six sharp, scythe-like segmented limbs extended outward from its back.
They flexed and opened and closed slightly in the air, each sweep tearing out a sharp whistle.
And in its hands, it tightly gripped an exaggerated great scythe with a long handle and curved blades at both ends.
But the most eye-catching thing of all was the yellow, inverted-triangular forehead of this humanoid monster.
A string of unknown letters giving off a faint white glow had surfaced eerily across it.
The arrangement of those letters carried a cold, lofty, inviolable sense of mystery.
Of everyone present, whether the Indian Soldiers or the well-traveled Kamen Riders, no one could tell what it meant.
Only a handful among the latter could make out that it was Runic Script.
"Wh-what kind of monster is that?!"
A Kamen Rider's voice shook terribly.
It was not because he was timid.
It was because the other side merely had to stand there, and the killing intent radiating from its body made everyone present instinctively feel fear.
The pressure was