Macho Harem Paradise Project

In a flash, a white formation appeared under the feet of all the contestants.

No wonder Odegulus could thrive here and become a god and be revered by people.

At least it has done a good job in this aspect of appearance. It is not like Celestia, who is free to do whatever she wants and only takes action when a commission comes.

In the space of the arena, several apertures like display screens appeared in the empty venue, and within those apertures was the virtual wilderness of the Gustiko border.

"Well,,"

Sakuya Izayoi felt a strong dizziness and was almost nauseated by the space transfer. Anyone facing such a rough space transfer would feel more or less uncomfortable. Even Yangming Shuichi had become familiar with it after training with Irena.

The young man, who had become proficient at this, grabbed hold of Sakuya, who was teleported to the same area as him.

"are you OK."

"Ah."

Although it is a random teleportation, only those teams that have already formed teams will be randomly teleported to different locations. This is why they gather together in groups of two, for fear that they will be teleported to all corners of the world in a moment. Those teams that have formed teams early will naturally not show mercy to such people who are left alone.

The surrounding environment does not seem like an illusion at all, it feels like real land.

There was the sound of the snowy wind blowing by my ears, the ancient trees covered with white snow, and the soft frozen soil under my feet.

"Thank you. Do you want to find weapons first?"

Izayoi Sakuya spoke to the young man gratefully. If it weren't for him, she would have made a fool of herself. This was her first time experiencing such a scene, so she felt such strong physical discomfort.

"Just look for it, it doesn't really matter."

"That's it."

It seems that I have underestimated this great sage.

He is a powerful person who is as famous as the God of Death, which is his secret title. He must be well-known in Lugnica.

?394 Please respect yourself, Lord Saint

Such a husband will never disappoint the Saint's pure kindness and peerless appearance.

However, the personal morality of this sage still needs to be verified.

He just held her arm to prevent her from falling, and she was very grateful. Just as her title of perfect and elegant head maid was, in fact, she was a woman who attached great importance to her appearance and face.

But now, the palm of his hand that had just supported his arm has unconsciously climbed up to his armpit.

Although her combat uniform covered her entire body and there was no exposure issue at all, she could not resist him putting his palm under her armpit and rubbing it gently.

Even her body temperature, which was slightly lower due to the cold wind, rose a lot because of this bold action, and her face turned red.

"My Lord, please respect yourself."

The strong legs that had just recovered now felt sore and weak again, just like...

Just like last night.

Seeing this situation, she couldn't help but call him by his title, Your Majesty, the Holy Lord, so that he would understand her identity.

You are the future husband of the Saint Lady, how can you do such a vulgar thing?

"I'm afraid you'll be cold."

"Maybe so."

He pulled his arm out, but the remaining warmth from his armpit made his cheeks hot and couldn't be cooled down, so he turned his head and looked to the southeast.

They have some sense of the shrinking world, and they can tell that if they allow it to shrink, the final safe zone is there.

"Let's go, take your time and earn some points."

"Ok."

As a result, the moment Sakuya agreed, his big hands directly hugged her.

Then, he leaped into the air and flew high into the sky.

"Lord Holy Lord!"

“It’s faster and gives you a wider view.”

What he said made a lot of sense and I couldn't refute it.

Yangming Xiuyi has the ability to fly, so doing this is undoubtedly the most efficient method.

But Sakuya knew in her heart that this man really had improper thoughts about her.

. . . . . .

The old monk who was maintaining the aperture outside was sweating profusely because of some problems.

You have to know that this is a grand holy war held for the gods and the Holy Lady.

If anything goes wrong, even death would not be enough to atone for the mistake.

But why is that?

Why is it that with one aperture, only a mosaic image appears, similar to a program error, with no clear image at all, while the other apertures are functioning normally?

So weird, so weird!

The most important thing is that as a magic power outputter, I can't find any reason at all.

Satila puffed up her lips, looking displeased.

There is no way, because the aperture with problem happens to be the one between my sister and husband.

I originally wanted to witness the exciting moment of them fighting side by side, but now there is nothing to see.

What a disappointment.

. . . . . .

"There are three teams ahead, several hundred meters apart."

When Yang Ming Shuichi reported the data accurately, Sakuya's eyes widened.

He hadn't seen anything clearly yet, so how could he feel anything in this heavy snowstorm?

In his own guess, Yang Ming Shuichi has the blessing of "flying", so now he may need to add a blessing of "farsightedness".

How many secrets does this sage have?

Since we are fighting in a team, we naturally have to show our abilities first and get to know each other.

Yes, but not necessary.

Yangming Shuichi let Sakuya see what is called incomparable power.

The two elves were still advancing in the heavy snow. There were no other outsiders among the contestants here except Yang Ming Xiuyi. This was not surprising. Due to the relatively closed environment and country of Gustiko, most people were leaving and few were coming in.

If people don’t have resistance to the environment and climate, it will be very difficult for them to live here.

The two people in the sky found the target. This battlefield is a battle royale where you fight to the death, so you have to stay alert at all times.

There will always be enemies hiding in the dark who want to gain points.

"let me,,"

Sakuya wanted to show off herself in front of the future Saint King, and she also had the idea of positively reflecting her own abilities, hoping that this would make the Saint King, who was not very honest, pay attention.

I am not a weak person who can be bullied by others.

"No need."

The young man's face suddenly came very close to her, and the breath he gave her made Sakuya shiver again. Then she found that she had been freed from the embrace, and to her surprise, she was actually wrapped in a very warm and gentle force and stayed in the air.

Come to think of it, when I was flying close to him just now, I really didn't even feel the biting cold wind.

When I came to my senses, there was already an explosion-like shockwave from below.

"Hello."

"Then, goodbye."

"It's that outsider, get ready to fight!"

In fact, since everyone is from a country, a big or small family, or a young strong man, they are more or less familiar with each other, so in the arena, the tall Yangming Xiuyi is particularly eye-catching.

Whether it was the physique that martial artists dreamed of or the extremely dangerous aura he exuded, they all became quite wary of this burly warrior.

Killing intent is an emotion that is bound to appear in a bloody battle. Perhaps an experienced warrior can hide this intention, but now these two elves have been completely exposed to the killing intent that Yang Ming Xiuyi has released.

Contrary to the illusion that many people imagine that murderous intent is linked to how many lives have been killed and how strong one's own strength is, pure murderous intent can only be influenced by one thing.

That's how strong the will is.

A chill far more biting than the wind poured down from head to toe. The two elves had the illusion that they had already "died" before even fighting.

The young war ghost has already announced that the outcome of this battle is undoubtedly suspenseful.

However, the hard training over the years, which proved the diligence of ten years, could not be wiped out simply by killing intent.

They went to the battlefield in pursuit of some kind of glory, and they would certainly not be willing to leave in such a shabby way.

Even if the result is already determined, we still have to give it a try.

The ice cones were howling towards him along with the strong wind. Yang Mingxiu moved his shoulders and felt the surging power wrapping around every part of his body.

?395 Jealous Maid

This is the attitude that war ghosts admire. The courage to take the initiative to challenge even when knowing that one is invincible is a spiritual force of great significance to mankind.

Then, give the person you admire a chance to make a splendid exit.

The corners of his eyes became sharp, and the pure white power between his fists was mixed with flames, the furious fire of a dragon, and an invincible momentum.

If such a young man were on the battlefield, he would be a general who could influence the outcome of the battle by his own strength.

The moment the two elves were covered by the fist wind and flames, this thought flashed through their minds.

Long Yan and Quan Feng did not stop after devouring two people. Instead, they charged forward with the power to devour everything.

The snow on the ground melted and evaporated instantly, and the ancient trees were burned to ashes. In this blow, the young man's fist exerted a powerful force that was enough to split the earth in two.

No one would believe it if I told them, but Yangming Shuichi's state of mind had indeed changed, making him no longer so keen on fighting. It was as absurd as a bloodthirsty beast suddenly announcing that it would eat grass from today on, but it was also because the fog in his heart had cleared up a little.

Fighting is not a necessity, but a means to achieve your own happiness.

If he did not have such a state of mind to support him, he would probably become addicted to this invincible power, and because of the fierce fighting spirit that kept growing in his mind, he would become a cold-blooded guy who fought tirelessly.

Only women, that is, lust, can become the power to support one's progress. All other things are external to the body.

In the sky, Sakuya Izayoi opened her eyes wide. The scene in front of her was too shocking.

In her heart, she had already predicted his strength much higher, and even felt that he would be far superior to her. Otherwise, the Lord God would never have broken the rules and made him the Holy King directly, and even skipped the status of the knight who won the holy war and moved on to the wedding after cultivating their feelings.

Sakuya always believed that any will of God was meaningful and could not be figured out by mortals like them.

But if the object is a man like this, who can create scenes as if a natural disaster has come with just a wave of his hand, then many things can be understood.

Could even their god Odegulus really have the ability to cause such destruction?

Maybe, but it can also be inferred from the side that Yangming Xiuyi's strength is by no means as strong as himself in the country, but a real god-like existence.

So this is ah.

The person who can make the gods break the rules is not a human at all, but another god.

At this moment, Sakuya Izayoi's original pride in her own strength, the source of the perfection and elegance she showed to the outside world, began to give rise to a sense of inferiority.

As a human being, there is a god-like being by my side at this moment. My training and pride seem to be a useless puddle of mud. His powerful strength is really amazing, especially since I can infer that I am older than him just by looking at his face. However, with the power I possess, I am no longer on the same level as him.

The emotions people have towards things that others have or qualities that they don't possess are either admiration or jealousy. Sakuya now clearly knows that she is the latter.

However, this feeling disappeared as soon as Yang Mingxiu returned to the sky and looked at her with a smile, his expression clearly saying, "How about me? Am I also very strong?"

I am a servant, and it is a blessing to serve such a powerful master. The power displayed by Shatira will definitely surpass my own in the future. The shadow that can devour the world is also beyond the reach of my protection.

However, this little jealousy is still deeply hidden under the cold mask, and she will not let anyone discover it.

"It is indeed powerful, Lord Yangming."

Izayoi Sakuya looked at the still burning earth that was swept by the strong wind and raging flames. This frozen land was probably enjoying this treatment for the first time, and the traces were bottomless in the front, extending for thousands of meters.

Sakuya looked at the numbers generated by magic in her palm, which also represented points.