Macho Harem Paradise Project

A cave near the big forest is the headquarters of the assassination organization of the Archbishop of Lust.

Dozens of men in black gathered here, and the aura emanating from each of them was as crazy and cruel as that of a dark beast.

A guy who was obviously the leader or the head was sitting in the middle of the long table, while his subordinates were standing beside him, spreading a map on the table.

This map is a detailed route map of all the kingdoms on the continent. If you look closely, you can find a lot of thin lines. If you are familiar with this country, you will be surprised to find that those lines are actually the patrol routes of the guards in the kingdom.

Although it is still relatively rough and not entirely correct or complete, as an assassination organization, the fact that they were able to create such a map has proven their extraordinary capabilities.

Suddenly, a wave of terror passed through his heart, and he jumped out of the chair, but it was... too late.

The entire cave shook devastatingly, and before the body could even stand up straight, it collapsed under the enormous force.

What kind of power is this? It is like a mountain falling straight down from the sky, carrying the weight and pressure brought by its huge size. Revealed from this enormous force is a brutal murderous intent, even more depraved and dark than those assassins with blood on their hands.

Dozens of assassins in the cave were crushed into meat patties by this force before they could even scream.

The leader, who had not yet stood up, was engulfed by this force at the moment. Only one last desperate thought flashed through his mind, and his body was crushed, with bones and flesh completely intertwined and fused together, indistinguishable from each other.

Yang Ming Xiuyi stood above the cave, and a sacred golden outer wheel appeared outside his black pearl-like eyes. It flashed several times, and his figure disappeared. In less than a moment, he appeared in a remote noble mansion in the royal capital of Gustco.

Without any thought, Yangming Xiuyi's fist ignited with raging dragon flames. In the process of accumulating strength, the air was also compressed, turning into a substantial ball of distorted force. His figure was like a fully drawn longbow in the air, and then the power slammed down below, and dozens of life breaths returned to nothingness.

This night of killing is definitely the nightmare of all assassins.

From the forest to the snow, and then to the edge of the kingdom, the organization that the Archbishop of Lust had painstakingly built up over the years disappeared in less than half an hour.

The young man was not satisfied with this.

Licking his lips, Yang Ming Xiuyi had already destroyed two hideouts and had not yet found the bishop, which meant that she should be at the last location now.

It was a village that almost no one cared about, where poverty and backwardness were rampant.

Just like the value of this place, there is no meaning that can be exploited. Although the population is sparse, at least we can survive under the protection of loving life.

The girl who was resting in the dilapidated wooden house suddenly felt something was extremely wrong.

The sharp intuition of the owner of the protection is bringing this strong sense of crisis to his head.

As if they had telepathic connection, the Archbishop of Lust immediately displayed his most powerful transformation, which was the pitch-black "pseudo-dragon".

The gigantic pseudo-dragon tore the mansion apart from the inside out, its pitch-black wings splashed out from the broken rubble, and its ugly, ferocious dragon head faced Yang Ming Xiu Yi.

With the blessing of the powerful transformation force, the shivering coldness in the surroundings was instantly dispelled, leaving only waves of fighting desire. Just as it was about to spew out the inextinguishable dragon breath towards the hostile guys outside, a wind pressure that caused the space to vibrate completely destroyed the mansion.

"Sage!?"

"Hoohoho!!!"

The roar of the pitch-black pseudo-dragon did not make Yang Ming Xiuyi's iron fist retreat at all. The young man sneered and faced the enemy head-on. The fellows of the divine dragon were completely torn into pieces and smashed into horrible corpses under this pair of iron fists. How can you, a defective product that relies on protection to transform into a "pseudo-dragon", resist?

Boom-! ! !

?835 Not worth it

The loud noise began to spread from the dragon head where it landed. After hitting the target, the black dragon was completely defeated. The confrontation of strength was now meaningless. Any enemy who wanted to try to fight Yang Mingxiu head-on could use a thousand-word essay to tell how painful that realization was.

With a smile on his face, Yang Ming Xiuyi mercilessly knocked the black dragon backwards, and one could clearly see the deep dent in the dragon's skull.

Yang Mingxiu swung his left arm. There were still some differences in the Great Sin Protection. Even the powerful defense that only existed in the dragon clan was replicated. Otherwise, this blow would be enough to tear the dragon head off.

The lesson of Pandora is still fresh in our minds. The protections of these Archbishops of Sin are all kinds of strange and cannot be evaluated by the power of the Witch of Sin. What if the Archbishop of Lust turns into some microorganism or bacteria through the protection and escapes, it will be difficult to find him.

"The wise and sage, Yangming Xiuyi."

“Uh…Capella, the Lustful Archbishop of the Witch Cult.”

Out of the strong pride of a person with a protection, Capella still gave her name even after being hit hard at the beginning. She was a little confused now, not only because of the severe damage to her brain just now, but also because of how the Sage had found her.

She had just sent Elsa and Merry to target the sage, and they came right after. Could it be that they betrayed her? No, even if they really betrayed her, it would not be possible for them to betray her so quickly. There must be something special about the sage.

"What the hell is that bitch Elsa doing?"

The angry black dragon soared into the sky again. Capella, with her dark personality, blamed the current crisis entirely on the two incompetent subordinates. As for what they had done, Capella obviously no longer cared.

"The woman you sent is indeed delicious."

Just like his peculiar habit of inflicting pain on stubborn characters during battle, Yangming Shuichi can be very vicious with his words if he wants to.

Those arrogant and insolent guys, when their self-esteem and face are trampled under their feet, when all the happiness they deserve is built on the suffering of others, the desire for violence in their hearts will be infinitely magnified.

When Yang Ming Xiuyi wants to be a good person, he will do more than anyone else and be more practical. When Yang Ming Xiuyi wants to be a villain, he will be the worst kind of person.

Different from the physical brute force that shocked everyone, Capella had already sprayed out dark dragon breath with an angry roar. Just a punch to the face made him dizzy. There was no need to think about whether he could take on the subsequent moves. The Sage's reputation was made in bloody battles just like Heavenly Sword Reid's punch and kick. That punch would shatter the Sage's luck that it might be just a false reputation.

"Playing with fire? I'm pretty good at that."

His entire body was ablaze with fire so hot that the air became thick, and the dragon's fire was burning everything around him. The power from the dragon Seti was also being strengthened at a strange speed as Yangming Shuichi's power expanded. As a young man who believed in physical violence, this simple and crude power was exactly what he liked.

In addition to representing the manifestation of civilization, fire also foreshadows threats and destruction.

Depending on how it is used, it can bring people abundance or danger.

The young man who was addicted to fighting exuded a ferocious and terrifying aura. Facing the black fire that would never stop burning, he simply sneered with contempt, and easily swung out a pillar of fire with a hurricane and dragon flames with one hand. In just a moment, the overly large scarlet flames engulfed the dark dragon flames, and completely hit Capella in the desperate eyes.

The hard dragon scales can resist most purely physical attacks, and the huge body can also disperse the attacks very well. As Capella's most powerful and proudest form, although she likes to use various appearances that make people let down their guard to confuse the guys she wants to kill, when it comes to direct combat ability, she can also compete with other Archbishops of Sin.

However, this is the divine dragon fire that can instantly engulf one's own pitch-black dragon flame.

It was as if the whole body was placed in the sun, and endless pain and burning sensation followed. The pseudo-dragon immersed in pain could only fall from the air and roll on the ground in a very embarrassed manner.

Finally, the dragon flame dissipated, and just as Capella was about to breathe a sigh of relief, she found a grinning man standing on the dragon head that had just been smashed into a groove.

He is 195 cm tall, with almost no excess fat on his body. His casual movements can generate explosive power. From the huge size of his body to the threatening look, Long should have the advantage.

Things like strength and weakness are sometimes difficult to distinguish intuitively with the naked eye, and can only be determined by personal comparison. Capella is now deeply regretful and annoyed. She should have turned into a creature that is good at escaping quickly the moment she discovered the sage, and perhaps there would be a glimmer of hope.

The body was graceful like a full moon bow. The moment the fist came down, Capella felt the unquestionable courage from it. Any enemy who dared to stand in front of it would be completely crushed by this fist, without any room for fighting back.

boom--! ! !

The ground cracked, and deep pits were smashed into the thick soil. Just like the first dragon who died at the hands of Yang Mingxiu, Capella's fate was self-evident. Her existence only added a legendary record to the reputation of the great sage.

Pandora was able to survive because of her beautiful appearance, and the same goes for Elsa.

They have the value of becoming their own hot weapons to survive. Although they will lose their self-esteem, being able to become the hot weapons that dominate life is also a wonderful thing that most people desire but cannot obtain.

But as for Capela, Yang Ming Shuichi really has no interest in him.

The body of the pseudo-dragon was left in place, and soon the remaining life force would cause her body to begin to decompose, becoming part of the cycle of nature, perhaps before anyone who heard about the battle could come and confirm it.

Looking at his hands in boredom, Yang Ming Xiuyi had experienced many such one-sided battles, and sometimes he really felt a little bored.

Can't these enemies be stronger? At least they can take more beatings, so that I can hit the sandbags more comfortably.

After fully awakening his power, the young man standing alone on the top of the mountain felt bored...

?836 Give your child a surprise

This kind of boredom made Yang Ming Xiuyi silent for a short time, but it was as if something in his heart was touched and he was savoring the silence carefully.

Finally, after a brief silence, he smiled again.

"The next world, let's go to a challenging world."

Honestly speaking, it would be better not to smile. Standing next to the miserable corpse of the giant dragon, the blood and broken body of the pseudo-dragon made the scene extremely terrifying. If it weren't for the little bit of humanity in that smile, one would really doubt whether this was the smile of a ferocious beast.

A beast with sharp teeth and beak shows a ferocious expression when it is about to hunt. Perhaps it is making the final preparation to devour its prey. It would be a huge fallacy to interpret it as some kind of gentle emotion.

. . . . . .

Fortuna woke up from her dream.

Tall and plump, a rarity among the elves, this magician, who was deeply trusted by her people, felt the unnatural changes in the air. The terrifying pressure was as if there was a physical pressure in the air. She looked at Emilia who was still sleeping soundly, and realized that a strong man was approaching.

This powerful aura is not directed at ordinary people, but at oneself.

Could it be a gut hunter...?

You have found your place, so you seek more powerful helpers to get back the losses you suffered at my hands?

But that was not true, she was confident that she had not been tracked by anyone. A powerful magician not only had long-range turrets that were difficult to approach in combat, but also had many wonderful uses of magic, which allowed a magician who was afraid of close combat to show his combat effectiveness even in an absolutely unfavorable environment.

Magic power began to condense. Who on earth dared to appear so blatantly in the Dragon Kingdom? With the defense of the city here, it might suffer temporary damage when facing the extraordinary person. Once the kingdom began to realize that it was under attack, the knights and mages stationed in the city alone would be enough to give the invading protector a hard time.

Before going to bed, she was still missing a certain man whose gentle eyes bloomed with a captivating aura. Fortuna immediately judged from this aura that she could not deal with it alone, so she subconsciously began to prepare large-scale range spells, so that Longguo could react faster and avoid meaningless casualties.

Just as she started to use her magic power, the terrifying and oppressive atmosphere that made people tremble disappeared. Instead, Fortuna felt something familiar from this atmosphere...

Ling Ran's eyes once again became gentle without any hostility, and filled with surprise.

The person she wanted to see most was approaching her.

Under the bright moonlight, Fortuna opened the window, and a cool breeze blew in from the window. She looked up at the sky and soon found a figure that could break through the clouds.

"Mr. Sage!"

With a cry of surprise, the figure had already stopped at the window, and Yang Ming Shuichi was smiling at Fortuna.

"You've settled in so quickly?"

"Well, the Saint of this session is an acquaintance of mine, and I have already arranged for her to be appointed."

"Saint."

Yang Mingxiu thought of the unusually gentle Satira and the wonderful time he had spent in the Saint's Mansion.

When the elf saw the young man's evil smile, he immediately thought of the various frivolous scenes that happened in his own study, the study that he had lent to the sage. He shuddered all over, as if his sensitive areas were being touched, and even his expression had a strange blush.

"Hey... why are you here all of a sudden?"

Fortuna's voice became soft.

Her dark purple eyes clearly reflected the pink background. When she found that Yang Ming Shuichi had walked into the room through the window, she suddenly covered her red cheeks and looked at the sleeping Emilia, then silently took a step back.

"Emilia is asleep. She can't be disturbed."

"Yeah, don't bother."

Yang Ming Xiuyi looked at Fortuna, whose pretty face was flushed with red, and smiled, but did not take any further action.

The reason he came here was because on his way back from killing the Archbishop of Lust, he discovered the familiar aura of the power he had left behind, and was surprised that Fortuna had actually left Gustiko.

The handsome young man smiled and touched Emilia's little head. The silver hair felt very good, like the finest silk satin, and the power with a hint of life also made her sleep more deeply.

"How about giving Emilia a surprise?"

"What surprise?"

Fortuna lowered her voice for fear of waking the child.

"For example, when I opened my eyes, I was already in the Sage's mansion."

"Pfft... sounds good."

Fortuna accepted this slightly humorous answer.

The young man put his arm around her waist, picked up the sleeping Emilia with his other hand, and then disappeared into the inn.

Anyway, if you pay for the accommodation first, it won’t be considered as running away.

"Since you know it will be night when you arrive at Lugnica, why don't you wait until night to go out and come directly during the day?"

"It was a bit of a twist. We ran into a killer who had been committing crimes in Gustko. We set off immediately after forcing her to retreat."

It can be said that Elsa was forced into a desperate situation by Fortuna at that time, and she barely escaped by using her immortality. But if she continued to stay in Gustco, she might be targeted by this agile hunter. Instead, it would be safer to leave Gustco and go to Dragon Country directly.

The strength displayed by the Bowel Hunter is not weak. If you are targeted by an assassin of this level, your life will be difficult.

Just like when he first met Elsa, he didn't notice any dangerous parts of her body, and he warned her only because he was worried that Emilia would come into contact with outsiders. Unlike Yang Mingxiu, who was an upright warrior, if the Hunter concealed his breath and hid in various dark places, it would be difficult for anyone to discover him first.

"Killer? You didn't encounter any danger, did you?"

Yang Ming Xiuyi held the slender waist and sniffed the cool scent coming from the elf. He asked this question even though he knew the answer. If any danger occurred, the power of life would come out in full force to protect its master's woman.

If one is eroded by life force at close range, even a powerful protector will fall into the dilemma of being completely deprived of physical senses, and at the same time begin to become nourishment for power.

Although he could do whatever he wanted with his strength, girls were not as overwhelmingly strong as Yang Ming Xiuyi, so the young man took great pains to do so.

?837 Where is Mom?

"No, she escaped, so I left Gustko faster. I was afraid that if I left too late, she would target me."