Simultaneously transmigrating, I, with my extraordinary talent, relied entirely on myself.

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“Sheila and her accomplices will certainly not have a good death, but Dr. Fashion is a rare talent, killing him would be a waste.”

Although he was a mad scientist, his experiments were mainly conducted on death row inmates, so his sins were relatively less serious.

Yalin lacks talent in scientific research, but he plans to transform the technological data from other worlds into a ladder for the progress of the Crimson World.

Pay special attention to this aspect.

The technological level in the world of Akame ga Kill! is quite abnormal, with various cutting-edge technologies that would shock even modern people.

In terms of people's livelihood, however, it is extremely backward, as if it were still in the era before the Industrial Revolution.

Improving this is not easy, and Dr. Fashion is one of the pieces of Yalin's development puzzle.

As for Sheila, that wicked beast was just like his father, harming countless people.

Let him and Ernest both suffer the same fate of being torn to pieces, and let their souls be extracted and burned for a hundred years or so.

.....

"Red Eyes, gather the members and come with me to the outskirts of the capital." In the courtyard of the imperial palace, Yalin said to the girl.

He was going to Hammer Sheila and the members of the Wild Hounds.

Sheila has collected many Imperial Arms that have been scattered around over the years, and this is a good opportunity to reclaim them.

Upon hearing this, Akame immediately took action; her trust and loyalty to Yarin had now reached its peak.

If the reason is right, I wouldn't hesitate to let her commit suicide.

After Najenda regained her position as general, the night raids were temporarily led by Akame.

By combining the original Hunter members and Night Raid members, along with the Three Beast Warriors Imperial Arms and new users selected from the Five Visions Omnipotent Selection, their combat power is truly astonishing.

Yalin also wanted to work on the new Night Raid to make the blade even sharper.

Before striking down the revolutionary army, let's first sacrifice the wild hounds to the flag.

......

In the countryside, amidst the mountains.

The tall Sheila suddenly felt a chill run down her spine, as if a great calamity was about to befall her.

This made him temporarily abandon his desire to abduct several beauties to vent his lust, and focus on finding Dr. Fashion's whereabouts.

Around Sheila, five members of the Wild Hounds were also searching Dr. Fashion's laboratory, hoping to invite the doctor to join them in a big scheme.

Dao Ke Yi Cang is the most skilled among the small gang and enjoys performing blood sacrifices for his sword, "Jiang Xue".

Doshiya, an alchemist whose body has undergone countless modifications, appears young but is actually an old woman. She possesses the ability to collect the blood of Imperial Arms, allowing her to drain people like a vampire to enhance and heal herself.

Flameheart and Kosmia are the male and female perverts in Wild Hounds, who enjoy toying with the opposite sex and have ruined many people.

They wield the Imperial Arms Moonlight Dance and Earth Tremor, respectively, and can unleash vacuum blades and ultrasonic waves.

Champo, the clown serial killer, believes children are angels and therefore tortures and kills them to prevent them from growing up. His Imperial Arm, Quick Throwing Chaos, can throw balls of six different attributes, possessing astonishing power.

These notorious villains came together because they shared Sheila's wicked nature.

She had originally planned to come back with him to live a life of luxury, indulging in bullying men and women and doing whatever she pleased.

Unexpectedly, Sheila's minister father fell from power shortly after his return; this was truly a huge loss.

Unfortunately, there's no going back. He can only follow Sheila down this path until he gets enough reward.

As an alchemist, Doshia was quite interested in Dr. Fashion; the scientist's name was well-known even in the Western Kingdoms. (Moon Ripple - First Release)

Kosmia chuckled as she thought about how, once the deed was done, all the handsome men in the empire would be at her mercy, and she felt that her current fatigue was insignificant.

Especially that Yama Emperor, just the portrait alone made her feel aroused, and she wished she could pin him down and thrust into him.

Yan Xin's thoughts were largely the same; he wished he could capture all the beauties of the empire in one fell swoop.

In their eyes, there was nothing they wouldn't dare to do as long as the benefits were sufficient.

In a secret base deep beneath the mountains, Dr. Fashion noticed the wild hounds searching for him everywhere, a smug and disdainful look appearing on his face.

He had no desire to oppose the empire; it would be a thankless and arduous task.

Even if one has ambitions for the supreme throne and attempts to create a masterpiece that rivals or even surpasses the Guardian God, accompanying Sheila in courting death is anything but fashionable.

At this moment, a subordinate rushed over. The news he brought made him change color, and he couldn't help but touch his cheek and sigh.

"Ugh, they're all such a handful."

The Yama Emperor is leading the Night Raid organization towards this place, clearly intending to start a war with the Wild Hounds.

Dr. Fashion will not underestimate Yalin in the slightest.

After all, the other party's appearance was rare even in the empire, and he had to admit that he was a handsome and fashionable man who could rival him.

If the other party arrives here, I'm afraid I won't be able to hide any longer.

"Oh my, how fashionable it is to be so admired."

After making a narcissistic remark, Dr. Fashion decided to wait and see, not worried about his safety.

Once the emperor wins, I'll go and pledge allegiance to him.

Although he is narcissistic, he is not stubborn.

......

"They're quite pragmatic."

On the edge of the mountains, Yalin was very satisfied with Dr. Fashion.

It doesn't matter if the other person has a different orientation; he can sell Brand to her and wish them a long and happy marriage.

Brand, standing behind Yalin, shuddered. He suddenly sensed a dangerous aura emanating from His Majesty, causing him to involuntarily take a step back.

Nearly twenty Teigu users stood beside Brand.

Their faces were filled with excitement, mixed with a sense of eagerness.

This is a mission personally summoned by His Majesty. We must demonstrate our strength to gain His Majesty's favor.

"There are six members of the Wild Hounds, and my requirement is that they be finely chopped into mincemeat."

These Imperial Arms users possess diverse abilities, representing all three branches of the military: land, sea, and air, resulting in a significant surplus of combat power.

This operation is just to bully people.

"Yes, Your Majesty," Will, who had just transferred from the Navy to Night Raid, said excitedly.

My mom would be so proud to be able to show off my skills in front of the emperor.

As a naval soldier, he was determined to show his spirit and bring glory to his hometown.

With that thought, Will's Imperial Arms Noble Chariot transformed into armor, enveloping him as he sped toward the Wild Hound.

Brand, not to be outdone, joined Will in charging towards the Wild Hounds.

Seeing this, the remaining members of the night raid quickly divided the enemy apart and followed closely behind.

The six members of Wild Hounds were initially taken aback by Will and Brand's sudden appearance, but then revealed a sinister grin.

There were only two of them; wasn't this just handing them free food? As villains, they love to bully the weak.

But when they spotted the reinforcements behind them, their expressions changed instantly.

Damn it, with so many Teigu users, what's the point of fighting?

Your Majesty, may we surrender? We have been citizens of the Empire for a long time.

With thoughts swirling in his mind, the wild hound was already intimidated before the battle even began.

Unfortunately, before they could even beg for mercy, they were caught in a mob brawl.

Basically, a member of the Wild Hounds would have to face repeated attacks from three to four Imperial Arms users, being ravaged beyond recognition and barely recognizable. They only managed to survive thanks to their tenacious vitality.

Only Sheila, seeing the situation was dire, immediately used Shangri-La to move away from the center of the battlefield, watching this scene with a grim expression.

How did that damned Yama know his location?

Upon returning and discovering that something was wrong, Sheila immediately led her men on a flight, and never set foot in the capital again.

It's impossible to leave even the slightest trace.

This is illogical.

Despite not knowing the reason for the exposure, Sheila is ready to score again.

As for teammates? They're just strangers used as shields.

The Shangri-La glows in the palm of your hand, working according to your wishes.

"Don't leave in a hurry."

On the eve of the Shangri-La campaign, Yalin's voice suddenly reached my ears.

Before Sheila could react, her limbs were severed by the silk threads, and all her efforts were in vain.

"Didn't you want to kill me? Why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

Yalin approached Sheila, a half-smile playing on his lips.

"Don't you want to reunite with your father?"

"Yama!!!"

Sheila gritted her teeth, but her eyes showed an inescapable fear and despair.

If he falls into Yalin's hands, he's doomed.

He hasn't had enough of beautiful women yet, and he doesn't want to die.

"Don't worry, you won't die."

Yalin noticed Sheila's emotions and offered her comforting words.

It's not that easy to die.

He prepared special punishments for this father and son, both physically and spiritually.

"Honey, I'll take you to see Ernest later. It's going to be a very touching scene."

Yalin "accidentally" stepped on Shira's shoulder, then smiled as Shira cried out in pain.