"So that's it. You wanted to use the collapse of this Time and Space to cover up these things?"
After learning all this, Zhang Qi looked at the world heading toward destruction and suddenly understood the other party's objective.
The other party had deliberately chosen this Time and Space to meet him so that all traces of it could be destroyed afterward.
That way, even if the Time-Space Administration possessed the ability to monitor every Time and Space, it would have no way of realizing what had happened.
Ohma Zi-O nodded at his words. His figure, along with the throne behind him that symbolized Finality and supremacy, gradually turned into particles of light and faded away.
"I'll leave the rest to you."
Those were the only instructions he left behind before disappearing completely.
Then Time and Space began to shift.
By the time Zhang Qi came back to his senses, he had already returned to that familiar city.
Fuuto, which was being rebuilt after that disaster.
Everything was no different from when he had left.
Yet when he spread open his hand, a cold, heavy Dial lay in his palm.
It had a black casing and a silver frame. Four digits floated silently on the screen at its center—2068.
This was what the king at the end of time had entrusted to him—
A Dial that recorded the Ohma Power—
"What a troublesome thing this is—"
Zhang Qi spun the Dial around his fingertips, its metal edge scraping against his skin and bringing a faint chill.
Though he said that, his face wore an eager expression.
This feeling was not bad at all.
Elsewhere.
The Type-Moon world.
"This is truly fascinating!"
Kenneth El-Melloi Archibald felt the information transmitted back by his counterpart in the Kamen Rider world, and a pleased