The first level dangerous species, ordinary people can hardly escape its clutches, but the masters of this world (such as Xila and the Four Rakshasas of Huangquan Temple) can also easily defeat it with physical skills.

Extremely dangerous species, such as Miss Nadezhda's flying mount.

A super dangerous species, the pinnacle of non-human creatures in this world.

The super dangerous type is an area with no upper limit, and units whose combat power cannot be measured will be included in this area.

Because the ceiling of human combat power in this world is the use of imperial tools...

The combat power of super dangerous species corresponds to them.

However, the super dangerous species are not necessarily stronger than the top combat forces among the imperial weapon users.

The giant creature is just Esdeath's plaything...

Akagi's sword can also deal with them...

Hei Tong once had a super dangerous puppet...

Many powerful imperial weapons are made from extremely dangerous species as raw materials, but this does not mean that their own power is stronger than the users of these imperial weapons.

It's not surprising that raw materials are no stronger than "weapons made from raw materials" or "the combination of people and weapons."

100 Rejection, Leone wants to be my slave?

Hei Tong has a very sensitive nose and can smell the body fragrance of other "slutty vixens" that is always on him.

Sister Akahime...

......

Sibiya...

Abiya...

Main...

I can recognize these people, but there are several other scents that belong to girls that I can't tell which one they are.

By the way, there seems to be a Dotya from the secret police force next door (Wild Hounds).

This gave her a sense of crisis.

This won't work, someone will snatch him away.

Why not kill him and make him into a puppet?

But he is too strong. It seems that even Esdeath can't defeat this guy.

Curled up in his arms, I became increasingly mesmerized by the young boy's tender face and could not help thinking: This is fine, he won't die, he won't leave me, he can only be mine...

The sky was getting darker, the wind and snow were getting stronger, and Hei Tong's body was getting weaker.

He was talking from time to time just now, but now he has fallen asleep.

Hei Tong's health is not good, which can be traced back to her past.

The empire, which had lasted for a thousand years, was declining due to corruption at the center, and government intelligence agencies were very worried.

To this end, the government spy agency adopted and purchased hundreds of innocent children, and the assassination team came into being.

After undergoing a quality test, these one hundred children were selected as the elite and sent to the border of the empire for pure training.

They are the perfect tool, the perfect weapon.

Those who are considered to be of low quality will be injected with drugs to stimulate their abilities.

Hei Tong is the latter.

That drug would greatly enhance her abilities, allowing her to have agility that is not inferior to Akame in a short period of time.

However, the side effects of this drug are also huge...

Not only does it cause great damage to the body, but it will also cause withdrawal reactions if you stop taking it.

Those drugs are the snacks that were confiscated by Menma...

In the cave, Menma used his extremely strong chakra to treat Kurooto.

So warm.

The little black pupil became more and more attached to him.

As early as in the past close contact, she discovered Menma's secret: mechanical prosthesis.

But there is nothing strange about this. It is not uncommon for the empire's generals and non-commissioned officers to wear prosthetic limbs after losing their hands and feet in battle.

But today, she realized that this was something incredible.

He is so powerful that he can easily deal with even super dangerous species. Who on earth could have caused him such serious injuries?

She asked, but the answer she got shocked her: "Oh, it's because of protecting Akame."

Because of my sister...

Because I protect my sister...

At this moment, Hei Tong's heart ached.

Jealousy and anger filled her heart.

My sister abandoned me and took away the things I liked.

Unconsciously, Hei Tong developed this firm will: I want to kill my sister.

Now, having tasted the "pleasure of homosexuality", Sheila has long forgotten the humiliation she suffered from Menma earlier, and lives a shameless and incestuous life with Dr. Fashion and his gay experimental subjects every day.

In this way, Menma's next plan can proceed smoothly.

Xila was a filial son. Anyone who said something bad about his father in front of him would end up in a miserable situation.

In the past, any woman who slept with him and showed a complicated expression when she heard him mention Minister Ernest would be beaten by him.

It is not easy to cause this father and son to kill each other.

Filial piety, filial piety...

The final right to interpret the scriptures lies in the mouth of the great scholar. Menma, who came up with the idea, incarnated into a great scholar and revised the definition of "filial piety".

There are four types of unfilial behavior:

1. Do not slander your parents, it is unfilial.

Just obeying parents makes you a slave, not a child.

2. Not understanding your parents is unfilial.

If you can't understand your parents' intentions and what they are thinking, what kind of children are you?

3. Not becoming a parent is unfilial.

Status, property, and will need to be inherited, and it is the responsibility of children to fulfill their parents' ideals.

4. Not surpassing your parents is unfilial.

Surpassing parents is what parents want to see most. This is the pinnacle of filial piety and there is nothing better than it.

Every word was piercing, and these words were unheard of, but they all hit the mark, so that even the arrogant and domineering man actually asked in such a humble tone: "Sir, please show me a way forward."

"Think about it more." Menma replied, "The answer is in your heart."

Xila followed the instruction and thought about it for three days and three nights, and finally came up with the answer: replace it.

This was not surprising to Menma, on the contrary, it was all within his calculations.

People are more willing to believe in themselves than in the answers given by others.

Especially this kind of self-important and unruly madman.

This is the weakness of this type of people.

Compared with the method of "instilling conclusions", the method of "instilling inductive thinking" is more effective.

My theory does not directly lead to his behavior...

My theory justifies his behavior...

Minister Ernest was a man of high power and influence, and he led an extremely dissolute life, with countless children.

Sheela's character and thoughts are derived from his life trajectory.

He was chosen among these children, and he realized this in his childhood: My life is given by my father. Without my father, I am nothing.

He has a strong sense of crisis and is always afraid that he will be surpassed by his other brothers and sisters and that his life and status will be taken away from him.

He wants to figure out his father's thoughts and imitate his father...

"To enjoy life for a long time, you must have a strong body."

"My goal is to live to 130 years old and enjoy all the delicious food and beautiful women."

“The bottom layer should look like the bottom layer.”

This is Minister Ernest.

He wants his father's praise and recognition.

Gradually, this became his unconscious "imprint of thought", which was what he thought was filial piety.

Before he knew it, he had become a younger version of Ernest.

Now, he has to follow this filial piety.

This is the answer he came up with after much thought:

"Father is old now. If he continues like this, he will end up in disgrace."

"All I can do is..."

"Beyond the Father (Patricide)."

He found the boy and discussed the matter with him.

"It is too disgraceful to let my father die at the hands of a despicable assassin..."

Menma interrupted directly.

"No, my lord, this is exactly the most luxurious funeral prepared for Lord Ernest. Nothing could be more noble than this."

"After a lifetime of hard work, he reached the top, but was eventually killed by a despicable traitor. What a tear-jerking story this is."

"Erect a monument and a bronze statue for Minister Ernest. Such a great man will surely be loved and commemorated by the people of future generations."

In this way, Minister Ernest's sinful life should have come to an end.

However, the one who assassinated him was not Akame or Mine, but Leone.

Because the night attack underestimated the strength of Minister Ernest.

Leone, transformed into the Lion King, possesses a strong body, agile movements, and terrifying vitality, making him adept at sneaking and escaping.

I think it's enough to let Leone deal with him.

However, judging by the results, this is not the case at all...

"Huangquan Temple Hundred Ripping Fist!"

"My Teigu's ability is Anti-Teigu, idiot."

From this we can see that Minister Ernest is not only a flexible fat man, but also a powerful imperial weapon user.

In the room, the early morning sunlight shines through the window curtains and into the house.

You can hear a woman crying bitterly like this:

"Wow, boy! Tell me how miserable I am! I was almost trampled by that fat pig."

Menma stood beside the bed, looking at the woman crying with her hands buried in his chest, his face full of despair.

That's how it was, at the last moment, Menmah rescued Leona.

This is how the current scene came about.

"My imperial weapon is also destroyed. How can I return to the night raid? How can I face my friends?"

"Just go to the black market and buy one."

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