Macho Harem Paradise Project

She was very familiar with that kind of panic. All the enemies she had imprisoned in the dungeon awaiting torture would look like that. To put it bluntly, it was the anxiety and mental depression when facing the danger of survival.

Thinking of this, the unhappy expression on his face faded a little, and the biting cold feeling on his face, as if he had fallen into a glacier, just by getting close to her also disappeared a lot. The expressions on the faces of the imperial weapon users who were sitting down also faded a lot. They had never heard that their boss would be such a terrifying guy.

At this moment, they all had a question, why they had to gather these imperial weapon users together, as well as the ice queen who fought against alien races in the legend.

Among all the people present, only one person knew what happened last night, and he experienced it personally.

Dr. Fashion, a genius scientist with homosexual tendencies, dreams of creating equipment like the Imperial Tool, and the transformation of Cell's body is one of his achievements.

Last night he was happily researching new results, transforming soldiers into humanoid weapons that are not afraid of life and death. He is also the only scientist who has many private soldiers under his command. His status and position are prominent in the empire. He can proudly announce that he has contributed to the current external strength of the empire, and the weapons he produced have excellent results when facing foreign enemies.

But after a wave of fluctuations, he turned into an old man without any warning and was powerless. In panic, he activated the imperial weapon - the God's Hand "Perfector", which could trigger precise finger movements hundreds of times, making it convenient to make various fine weapons. It can also be used to check and treat human injuries. Only then did his imperial weapon, which was partially auxiliary in manufacturing, escape the disaster.

Even after escaping from that horrific time that no one wants to recall, the heavy fatigue left in the body could not be eliminated. The whole person looked listless and was the only one who knew the inside story.

Only the users of imperial weapons could resist the divine punishment last night, which meant that everyone present had gathered here to resist that monster.

After receiving the information, Mr. Fashion hurried back to the laboratory. He felt relieved when he found that his experimental subjects were still alive. For his soldiers whose autonomous consciousness had been almost washed away by the drugs, the power of judgment was only given to their master Fashion. As for those colleagues who had become old men, they would become his research materials with the attitude of dedicating themselves to science.

One of the reasons he was in this unit was to find out as quickly as possible how the force that causes aging was produced.

The poor Mr. Fashion was studying with his tired body that had been attacked, but he found nothing. He could only give emergency treatment to his work last night, the Seleucid Girl, and then headed here.

Some incomprehensible force completely distorted and modified humans from the cellular to the genetic level. This power obviously made the fanatical scientist unable to extricate himself, but the gap in vision made him unable to comprehend even a little bit.

His curiosity, fatigue, and physical weakness from the attack made him look like he was about to die. Even when he saw the empire's legend Esdeath, he was unable to produce much emotion.

His aqua blue pupils swept over the members below: a country bumpkin wearing rustic clothes and smelling of fish, a listless scientist, a tall man wearing strange bondage clothing, a well-mannered and handsome young man, and a girl with a ponytail and bandaged all over.

Including himself, there are six of them in total, each of them is an imperial weapon user. They can also be called the young elites in the imperial army.

It seems that this time coming back shouldn’t be too boring.

It can also satisfy her need to have a normal relationship. Thinking of this, Esdeath's dissatisfaction disappeared a little.

Well, as a newly formed team, in order for everyone to get to know each other, understand their companions' abilities, adaptability, etc., let's set out on the mission right away.

Anyway, the minister's mission given to her was to wipe out the rebels, and she was not bound by any constraints.

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What to do and how to do it all depends on your own ideas.

The destination is a bandit territory outside the border of the empire.

Esdeath was in full command of this mission, although she didn't take it seriously at all. She just gave the order casually and took them with her.

The best time for a combat team to get along is naturally to defeat something together. It would be even better if it is a challenge that brings crisis.

"It is our hunter team's credit to defeat this place." Mr. Fashion was determined to go there despite his exhausted body. Although he had the right to refuse orders, he still acted obediently when faced with those blue eyes that were so cold that they could pierce him.

"So what's the battle plan?" Will, the blue-haired young man was a former imperial weapon user of the navy. From the way he looked at the big man in the straitjacket with horror when he first came in to his current feeling of closeness towards the seemingly normal Seleu, he seemed to be one of the few normal people among them.

"Justice should be carried out uprightly from the front!" Seleu looked at Xiaobi who was still repairing himself on his shoulder, his eyes full of coldness.

Next time I have the chance to face that horrible evil, I must perform better.

After all, she herself is "justice".

Esdeath stood on the high platform, looking down at the team below. If a combat team wants to exert combat power that matches its own strength, it must have not only strong individual qualities, but more importantly, teamwork.

Attack, defense, assistance, charge, melee, ranged, these elements must be carefully considered, what impact your actions will have on your partners, whether there will be any negative effects, all kinds of things need to be considered in teamwork.

Esdeath, who has been fighting against foreign enemies for many years, is also extremely capable in commanding.

However, just as their team was preparing to attack in front of the door, a strong vibration began to spread from the surface. Everyone was disturbed by the unexpected impact and could not keep their balance. Even Esdeath, who regarded this mission as an appetizer, could not help but sway. She stepped back with her slender right foot to avoid falling down in disgrace.

what is that?

A strong gust of air emanated from the bandit camp, accompanied by flames shooting up into the sky.

Esdeath discovered something was wrong. This offensive performance ability was comparable to her own Demon God manifestation "Essence of Demon".

You should know that this was forged using the blood of a super dangerous species that was said to live in the far north. The mark on the chest was the sign formed after drinking the blood. It can freely create and control ice, and is praised by people as the strongest imperial weapon.

I have never heard of any weapon that can cause such a scene. Could it be that...

Mr. Esquire's words recalled in her mind.

"The Minister did not bring us together for the purpose of the Rebellion."

"He is a man who shook up the empire with his own strength."

Esdeath's blood began to boil and an extremely dangerous light flashed in her eyes.

She was born in the northern border area and is the daughter of the chief of the Baruts tribe, a race that specializes in hunting dangerous species. She has been ingrained with the idea of the survival of the fittest since she was a child. After returning from a solo hunting trip, she found that her entire tribe had been wiped out by a northern alien race. From then on, she became more convinced that the only way to survive is to become strong.

The inhumane torture of the captives was also due to the idea that had long been formed in his mind that the loser should completely obey the strong, and from the moment of failure, the loser's life belonged to the winner.

At the same time, Esdeath often deliberately lets her opponent go in order to enjoy the battle to the fullest, waiting for the opponent to regroup and continue to challenge her until she loses interest.

She is a battle fanatic at heart and a superb queen.

After discovering a possible powerful opponent, I began to feel excited and uplifted.

. . . . . .

After destroying the bandits' hideout with one punch, Yang Ming Xiuyi waved his hands in boredom, admiring the shocking consequences he had caused in boredom.

A large underground pit, surrounded by the breath of fire dragons, and around him were several civilian girls that he had rescued from bandits.

The fact that there was a bandit den of this size so close to the empire further deepened his impression of the empire's corruption.

With such close proximity and such a large scale, it would not be surprising if it was deliberately left alone.

This country is truly hopeless.

A thorough cleaning is required.

Looking at the ruins that had been razed to the ground and the land full of the smell of scorched earth, Yang Ming Xiuyi couldn't help but miss those enemies he could fight with in the main world. Whether it was Zeus who had once fled from his hands or the Apocalypse Bird that really made his blood boil, they both satisfied his desire to fight to a considerable extent.

However, the military level of this world is too low. Apart from the strange abilities of the imperial weapon, it is at most a low-level martial arts world. Even the famous General Budd would find it difficult to break his defense, so it is not worth his effort at all.

The increase in strength is certainly a good thing, and many copy worlds have become places where you can roam freely like your own back garden, but the regrettable thing is that it is difficult to find opponents that make your blood boil.

The remaining desire to fight in a man's heart will gradually ease. Force is a means to obtain happiness, not a necessary means or a rigid requirement. Just like wealth and power in human society, you can have it or not. It is just an addition to satisfy yourself.

Only the power of emotion is the most important necessity for him.

"Have you seen enough, little mouse?" Standing in the middle of the ruins, surrounded by the high temperature that had not yet dissipated, it was a strong heat enough to burn the skin, a temperature that would make the skin peel off like the bark of a tree, or even burn, and the air was distorted to the point of being crooked.

Yangming Xiuyi was still wearing the black suit he brought from the main world, with a black and red windbreaker on the outside. His appearance no longer needed any external objects to set off his appearance. Instead, all the things around him became the green leaves that highlighted his own temperament.

His black eyes had a hint of white energy and a golden outer ring, and he looked sternly at the person standing on the wall staring at him.

There is more than one little mouse.

"What is that..." Will's words revealed a weak atmosphere. The scene before him was too horrifying, just like a purgatory engulfed by flames. The scorching air felt like it was burning his throat when he inhaled it into his nose. Sweat broke out all over his body, and his clothes were soaked in a moment.

"Enemy of the empire!" Seleu's eyes seemed to be able to spit out flames. Although she had the appearance of a beautiful girl, the murderous look revealed at such moments always distorted her to the level of being hideous.

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Driven by a twisted sense of justice, Xiaobi was still waiting to be repaired, so she opened her mouth high and a pitch-black gun muzzle extended from her throat.

"Calm down." Lan, a handsome young man with a calm personality, found that the aura emitted by the person in front of him was extremely bad. His heart was trembling violently, as if he was being stared at by some extremely dangerous species.

If you act rashly, the situation may not be good, and there is no guarantee that the opponent does not have teammates hiding nearby.

He used to be a teacher in a rural area near Ruyao in the central part of the empire. He was loved by his students and fell in love with a local female governor. The imperial tool was also given by his lover. After returning from an outing, he found that his students were slaughtered by evil bandits. The local authorities concealed the news in order to protect their reputation for law and order, which caused Lan's strong dissatisfaction. In order to change the status quo of the empire and avenge his students, he joined the "Hunters".

"This power, this strength, belongs to him! Lord Esdeath, he is the rebel who stirred up the empire." Dr. Fashion's originally tired body suddenly ignited his spirit. If, he meant if he could catch this man and give him time to study what that mysterious ability is, perhaps he would become the most successful researcher in history.

I don’t know what kind of prejudice it is, but scientists in movies and TV shows always seem so fanatical.

"I understand." Esdeath jumped from the city wall to the ground in her military boots. As her footsteps stepped on the charred earth, a thin layer of frost appeared around her.

The land that had been ravaged by the fire dragon is now beginning to experience the cultivation of the cold wind.

At the same time, all members of the hunter team entered combat status.

On Will's body, Shura's incarnation "Noble Chariot" appeared - an armor-type imperial weapon developed based on the prototype of the operating armor.

Wings appeared behind Ran, and she flew thousands of miles. "Mastema" - the Imperial Wing.

Borus, the tall man in a revealing straitjacket, took out his flamethrower-like weapon, and summoned the "Lubigond" - a flame-emitting imperial weapon.

Xiaobi is still recovering, so Seleucus goes alone. As a weapon-cyborg, although he has no imperial weapon to help him at the moment, his long-range firepower cannot be underestimated with the help of Dr. Fashion's technology.

Only Dr. Fashion was still on the city wall, operating some instrument in his hand.

His imperial weapon is too auxiliary, so his own private transformation corps would be more valuable in frontal combat.

The group of six people are now facing Yang Ming Xiuyi.

They were all imperial weapon users, and it seemed they were targeting his team. However, they were too weak. To be honest, only the tall and cool woman in front of him created a slightly interesting atmosphere.

It's just fun.

"Esdeath."

"Yangming Shuichi."

The woman who looked like a superior took the initiative to tell me her name, and out of basic etiquette, I responded.

Just at the first sight, Yang Ming Xiuyi felt a resistance to the woman in front of him.

Most of the women encountered in this world have the smell of blood on them, and this is the case with everyone in the night raid, but it is already clear that they kill for their ideals and certain beliefs, with a strong sense of resistance.

The bloody smell on the person in front of him was far stronger than the smell of the vampire Tiangui Lianhua. You have to know that she was a monster that could control and feed on blood. It was hard to imagine how many lives were taken by this legendary female general.

Through the golden pupils of the big bird and the clear essence of life, Yang Ming Xiuyi discovered the other party's deep red soul, which meant that she was a woman with blood on her hands.

"Are you happy?"

"what?"

Yang Ming Xiuyi's inexplicable question made Esdeath stunned. She was ready to take action, but her proud personality made her feel that although the other party was very powerful, he would never be able to surpass her. Moreover, she herself was the kind of villain who became more excited the more threats she faced. She was a jungle beast that truly believed in the law of the jungle.

Just like Yang Ming Xiuyi, he has unshakable beliefs and rules in his heart, which brings with it the same arrogance.

Even though he smelled danger from the young man, he licked his lips excitedly.

"The matter of taking life."

"There is no such thing as high or low, the strong should dominate the weak."

"That's it."

The man showed a ferocious smile. It was not the gentle and friendly smile he showed to his girlfriends, but a dangerous smile as if a tiger was playfully approaching its prey.

Although he has a dignified appearance, this kind of expression does not make people feel any sense of closeness. It is an expression as ferocious as a demon, making people want to stay away from him as soon as they see him.

After Esdeath learned about the so-called great enemy from Dr. Fashion, she didn't actually take it too seriously.

Her power has long been proven to be a terrifying force that is completely superior to that of other imperial equipment users. Her boxing and kicking skills are excellent enough to hunt dangerous species with her bare hands, and she is the holder of the strongest imperial equipment. In addition, she is invincible in both battles and wars, and has a somewhat arrogant attitude that she has cultivated over a long period of time.

This attitude takes a strange turn when it comes to seeing young people.

Just being stared at made him feel uneasy as if his life was threatened. And although his posture was stern, one could tell he was not very old just by looking at his appearance.

At this point we have to mention another reason why she was willing to return to the empire, which was that she wanted to fall in love.

Although she is a very timid woman, she also has a feminine side at heart. She hopes to have a normal relationship and has made several requirements for her future partner.

1. No matter what, the most important thing is to pay attention to the possibilities of the future. I hope to train myself to become a general-level figure.

2. Be brave. Even if you are unarmed, you can go with her to hunt dangerous species.

3. Like me, people who grew up in border areas instead of in the imperial capital.

4. Be younger than me, so that I can dominate you.

5. It is best to be someone with a pure smile.

Judging from the strength that had just been used to annihilate the bandit territory, there was no doubt that this man in front of him could definitely become a general as long as he remained loyal to the empire. As for his courage, now facing the gazes of the six imperial tool users including himself, he had no intention of retreating at all, and instead had a mocking look in his eyes.

Dr. Fashion told her that the other party's identity was completely untraceable, which meant that he was not born in the Empire like her. As for the pure smile, Esdeath looked at the man in front of her who was smiling like a devil...

There is something lacking in this aspect, and it would be great if it could be corrected.

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