Bit by bit...
Getting closer and closer...
In the end, a figure in a felt hat, formal attire, leaning on a dark gold scepter appeared in front of all the drivers and mechanical beasts.
In his right hand, he clutched the head of an old researcher, dragging it across the ground as if it were a dead dog.
His appearance struck like a bolt of thunder, leaving all the drivers wide-eyed and open-mouthed with shock.
"High-frequency energy reaction...why is it Door Disciple?"
"Didn't Mecha Queen detect an illegal organization? How did it turn out to be this outlaw lunatic, Door Disciple?"
The faces of the fighter drivers were grave. Some, overcome with tension, repeatedly swallowed, trying to calm their pounding hearts.
It was no wonder they were nervous. The person they were facing was a legendary individual who had successfully slain the Incarnation of Evil God!
A madman who pursued only pleasure!
A king possessing the power of aging!
