Harem Streamer System: Every Crime I Broadcast Wins Me a Superheroine - Chapter 94

Chapter 94: Final Effort, Naked Dreams
“System…”

A plume of steam left Scott’s heated breath.

He almost looked overstimulated.

But in truth, his adrenaline was at its maximum.

“Activate Bloodwing Overdrive Mode.”

The BDA growled into activation.

[Warning: Activating Bloodwing Overdrive Mode will require 30% of your blood reserves. Any attempt to exceed this threshold risks death. Do you wish to proceed?]

Scott’s red visor pulsed faintly and cast a sinister glow over his face.

He nodded once.

“Do it.”

[Affirmative. Calculating trajectory…]

The suit’s HUD displayed a flurry of data: wind speed, trajectory angles, distance to target, and heat signatures.

[You are 30 meters from the target. Current wind speed: 15 km/h eastward. Adjusting stance for optimal impact velocity… Calculation complete. Prepare to launch.]

Scott planted his armored boots firmly against the crumbling rooftop. The claws of his gauntlets dug into the surface to anchor him in place.

“Okay…”

His voice could barely be heard over the growling hum of the armor’s systems.

“Go.”

[Bloodwing Overdrive Mode activated!]

A deafening BOOM erupted as the armor flared to life and released a torrent of bloodfire. Red flames roared from every seam of the suit, engulfing Scott in a hellish blaze that shimmered with raw, destructive energy.

The armor’s sleek black exterior transformed, becoming sleeker and more menacing. Robotic wings unfolded from his back, each membrane-like panels ablaze with crimson fire. A spiked, flame-coated tail emerged, whipping through the air like a serpent from hell.

The livestream chat exploded in response.

[HOLY S— BLACK KNIGHT WAS COOKING FOR REAL!]

└ [Bro looks like the final boss now. 💀]

[THOSE BAT WINGS LOOK AWESOME!! 🔥🔥]

└ [He’s like a friggin’ demon 😱]

[Bloodfire?? ROBOTIC WINGS??? THIS IS INSANE!]

└ [He’s HIM. Always has been.]

└ [Nah, Pulsar still solos, don’t @ me.]

･･･

As Scott crouched, the building beneath him trembled under the sheer pressure of his power. The air hissed and popped as it sizzled against the intense heat radiating from his form.

With a guttural grunt, Scott launched forward like a cannonball from hell.

… DOOOOOOOOOOOOMMM!!

The rooftop disintegrated under the force and collapsed in on itself as he rocketed toward Red Titan. A blazing trail of bloodfire followed in his wake, lighting up the battlefield like a meteor descending from the heavens.

Miss Mercury’s eyes widened in shock.

“What the hell──?!”

Before she could react further, Scott’s flaming form closed the gap in an instant. The sheer heat of his trajectory scorched everything in its path.

Mercury turned to Pulsar and scooped her up.

“You’ll thank me later…”

She zipped away as fast as her legs could carry her.

“Hey! Put me down, you—”

BOOOOOOOM!!!

Scott slammed into Red Titan’s chest and unleashed a catastrophic explosion. Bloodfire erupted outward, consuming everything in a hundred-meter radius. Buildings crumbled like paper as a wave of heat and debris tore through the East District.

The livestream chat descended into chaos.

[WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!]

[BLACK KNIGHT IS CRAZY!!!]

└ [BRO JUST WIPED OUT THE EAST DISTRICT LMAOOO]

└ [Do y’all know how big the East District is?]

[I’m on vacation. My penthouse is in East District 😭]

[THE ANIMATION BUDGET WENT CRAZY HERE.]

└ [This is a livestream, idiot.]

[Miss Mercury better not be crispy after that, I swear…]

└ [Nah, she’s fast. She’s good. Right? RIGHT?!]

･･･

The East District was now an unrecognizable wasteland, reduced to scorched earth and rubble. A massive plume of smoke billowed into the sky, visible from every corner of Metro City.

Reporting live from the North District, Judy turned to the camera with wide, fearful eyes.

“We… we have no way of knowing what just happened in the East District. B-, But if Black Knight truly gave his life for this city… he’ll go down as a hero. A true hero.”

Behind the camera, the cameraman wiped tears from his eyes, struggling to keep the shot steady.

The livestream chat softened momentarily.

[Man, if BK’s gone, I’m legit crying.]

└ [Same. Dude carried this whole fight.]

└ [Bro, even Judy’s tearing up…]

[Nahhh, Nightwatch isn’t gone. 💪🔥]

└ [Bro, let’s face it… that explosion…]

└ [I can’t even cope rn. 😞]

･･･

But the hope was short-lived.

ROOOOOOOAAARRRR!!!

Through the smoke and fire, Red Titan’s colossal form re-emerged as its body regenerated at an alarming rate.

The glowing red eye pulsed with malice.

It wasn’t gone in the slightest.

Judy dropped to her knees. “No… no, it can’t be…”

The chat erupted again.

[YOU’VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME.]

[THE PLOT ARMOR ON THIS THING IS CRAZY.]

└ [Bro, where’s the cheat code? We need one NOW.]

[Dude, someone call Fortitude!]

└ [So he gets absorbed too? Fuck off!]

└ [Man, this sucks…]

･･･

As panic spread, a gruff voice cut through the chaos.

“This is General Stone…”

Barked a man stepping into the frame.

He adjusted his comm device with precision as his sharp gaze fixed on the camera.

“I’m taking charge now. Deploy the jets and artillery suits. Start evacuating the city. These so-called ‘heroes’ have done enough damage.”

The livestream chat was relentless.

[Not this clown. 💀]

└ [“I’m taking charge now” yeah okay, General NPC.]

[Man’s about to send jets to die. 😭]

└ [Bro’s about to get farmed like XP.]

[Let the REAL heroes cook, Stone. SIT DOWN.]

[Bro really thinks he’s finna do something. 😭🙏]

└ [His wife’s probably watching. These guys be doing anything for the huzz, I swear. 😭]

･･･

The sound of roaring jet engines sparked as squadrons of sleek fighter planes zoomed into view.

Their sharp, triangular wings glowed under the dead neon lights as they flew in a perfect V-formation to circle the towering monstrosity that was Red.

[General Stone here. All units, open fire on my mark.]

The HUD screens of the jets lit up as pilots locked onto their target. A synchronized volley of missiles launched, streaking through the sky with brilliant trails of light. They slammed into Red Titan’s enormous body and detonated in rapid succession.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The explosions sent shockwaves rippling through the air.

For a moment, the battlefield was obscured by thick clouds of smoke and flame.

[FINALLY, AIR SUPPORT. LET’S GOOOOO.]

└ [America about to nuke the problem, classic.]

└ [Wait, does this even work on something like Red??]

[That was some crazy damage. Look at that explosion!!]

└ [Bro, it’s over. GG EZ.]

└ [Nah, y’all are celebrating too early.]

･･･

As the smoke cleared, the victory cries quickly turned into gasps of horror.

Red Titan stood unscathed.

Its glowing red eye flared as it raised one massive hand.

With terrifying speed, it swiped through the air and absorbed three jets mid-flight. The machines disintegrated into streams of red particles, fusing into the creature’s body.

[OH HELL NAH.]

[It just ATE the jets??]

└ [“Absorbed” is wild. This thing is built different.]

└ [It’s farming XP live on stream. 💀]

･･･

The beast turned its glowing eye skyward.

A sudden beam of crimson energy erupted from the orb and pierced through the remaining jets. The resulting explosions painted the sky with fiery blossoms as debris rained down.

[NOOOOO, MY TAX DOLLARS!!]

[Bro just turned those jets into confetti. 💀]

└ [Imagine being a pilot and your final boss is THIS dude.]

[Respawn timers gotta be crazy long for those guys.]

└ [No way you just said that… 💀]

└ [Naaawww, that’s just evil.]

･･･

On the ground, soldiers in Artillery Suits charged forward.

The advanced mech suits were painted in black and green camouflage, their massive arm cannons primed and glowing with energy. Equipped with short-range jetpacks and rocket thrusters, the soldiers zipped through the battlefield with impressive speed and agility.

One group of Artillery Suits took to the air, flying along Red Titan’s enormous arm.

[On my mark, fire!]

[Yes, Sergeant!]

They fired concentrated beams of plasma and unleashed volleys of energy grenades, each explosion leaving molten craters in its metallic flesh.

The livestream chat kept rolling.

[OKAY, THIS IS KINDA FIRE.]

[Artillery Suits >>> Jets. These dudes are BUILT.]

└ [Nah, they’re just delaying the inevitable. Look at that thing regening.]

└ [The Artillery Suits better not get farmed too.]

･･･

Red Titan roared and swung its massive arm.

Soldiers dodged with precision, using jetpacks to weave around its attacks. A few even activated laser swords as their glowing blades deflected the energy blasts from cannons that had grown out of the beast’s evolving body.

But it wasn’t enough.

A single swipe from Red Titan’s clawed hand caught three soldiers mid-flight, absorbing their suits and leaving nothing behind. The monster grew larger, incorporating the stolen technology into its form. New weapons sprouted across its surface—small cannons that fired rapid bursts of energy.

[It’s evolving AGAIN. WHAT IS THIS, POKÉMON?]

└ [Bro just unlocked DLC content.]

[Prayers up for the Artillery Suit guys. 🙏]

└ [At least they’re trying. Respect.]

└ [No cap, they’re doing better than the jets.]

･･･

Meanwhile, chaos reigned in the North District.

Soldiers herded panicked civilians toward evacuation zones and barked orders over the deafening noise of the battle.

“MOVE! NOW!”

Shouted one officer as he shoved a man forward with the stock of his rifle.

“But my son—my son’s still inside!”

The man pleaded as tears streamed down his face.

“There’s no time! MOVE, DAMN IT!”

Another woman, pregnant and struggling to walk, was helped into a military vehicle by two junior officers. Elderly civilians were carried onto stretchers and loaded into transport trucks.

The intrepid reporter, Judy Cho stood her ground, microphone in hand.

“I can’t leave!”

She protested as a stone-faced female soldier grabbed her by the collar.

“I have a duty to report this—”

“Get your FAT REPORTER ASS MOVING, or we’re gonna have problems!”

The soldier snapped, and then shoved her toward the evacuation zone.

Judy slapped the soldier’s hand away, glaring before storming off toward safety.

･･･

Back at the Forward Command Post…

General Stone lowered his high-tech binoculars.

His face was grim, but there was no emotion.

The chat turned its attention to him.

[General NPC, what are you even doing??]

[Bro’s just standing there like he’s in a cutscene.]

└ [“I’m taking charge now” headass. 🤡]

[At least he’s trying something, respect where it’s due.]

└ [Nah, send HIM out there. Let’s see those leadership skills.]

━ ━ ━ ━

Mega Tower, Falan City…

Maxwell lounged on a plush couch as a stunning European woman curled up beside him.

She moaned softly as he gently grabbed her butt while watching the chaos happening on television.

Scottie burst into the room with a pale face.

“Dad! Metro City is under attack! You’re a Z-tier hero! You have to help them!”

Maxwell yawned and stretched. “Nah, I don’t feel like it. Be a dear and get me some cream, will you?”

Scottie’s eyes widened in disbelief.

“D-, Do you even hear yourself? Your son is there! And mom is also th—”

He gave her a cold, side-eyed glance.

“Let’s get one thing straight. That disabled bastard and my crackhead ex-wife can die for all I care. Good riddance to my greatest shames.”

Scottie’s hands balled into fists as tears filled her eyes.

“Nightwatch… he saved a child holding your action figure and then told the child to get a better hero to admire. And now, I just know he’s right!”

She stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind her.

The European woman whispered something in a foreign language.

Maxwell smirked, pulling her closer.

“HAHAHA! Don’t know what you said, babe, but I know what you want.”

He gently grabbed her by her neck and pressed her against the soft couch while grinning.

━ ━ ━ ━

South District, Metro City…

Miss Mercury and Pulsar watched from a safe distance.

“I don’t get it…”

Mercury looked broken and sounded panicked.

“Why is the military fighting this thing? Where are the other heroes? What’s the Hero Agency even doing…”

Pulsar shook her head in disbelief.

“I don’t know… I don’t know.”

━ ━ ━ ━

Scott’s eyes fluttered open.

His vision was blurred by an overwhelming red that stretched endlessly in every direction. He blinked a few times, trying to focus, but the crimson haze persisted.

It was like an eerie, all-consuming void.

“Where… am I?”

His voice cracked, barely above a whisper.

“Am I… dead?”

His gaze darted around, desperate for anything besides the suffocating redness.

Nothing. Just more red.

His breaths grew heavier as he felt an unfamiliar weight pulling at him.

“My arms feel… heavy.”

He glanced down and froze. His jaw dropped, his brain barely comprehending what he was seeing.

“Why am I naked?!”

His voice cracked into a scream.

“AAAAHHHHHCKKK!”

But it wasn’t the nakedness itself that made him yell.

No. It was the tiny figure cradled in his arms.

Lady Fortress. Naked.

She was curled up like a delicate little pangolin as her petite body impossibly small against his chest. Her serene face was tucked against him, her hands balled into tiny fists.

And—she was snoring.

Soft, rhythmic, and completely unbothered by their more than abnormal predicament.

“They’re out there going through hell… and she’s just… snoozing away like a baby.”

He let out a breathy chuckle, then shook his head. .

“Guess I should figure out how to get out of here. Not that I’m thrilled about running around naked…”

“Yeah, me neither…”

A woman’s voice suddenly said.

It sent Scott jolting backward.

He instinctively floated a few feet away as his eyes darted toward the source of the voice.

Two figures emerged from the haze—both naked.

One was a woman with long, jet-black hair and pale skin who had that gothic presence about her.

The other… Future Scott.

Scott’s jaw dropped.

“WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU GUYS?!”

He bellowed, flailing backward as his eyes darted between them.

“AND WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU NAKED?!”

The goth woman giggled, casually placing one hand over her porcelain-smooth crotch.

“Relax, Scott. I could make it worse~”

She teased, then flashed a sly smile.

“Imagine if my hand slipped, and you got a good look at my──”

“Denise…”

Future Scott man interrupted, holding a hand in front of her like a shield.

“Don’t.”

Scott squinted as his face scrunched up in disgust as he focused on the man.

His mouth opened, closed, then opened again.

“Why do you look like me?”

Scott finally blurted out.

Then, as the realization hit, he pointed an accusatory finger.

“Wait—are you me?!”

Future Scott smirked. “Bingo.”

Scott’s eye twitched.

“Oh, no. No. No. I’m not doing this. First, I’m naked. Second, there’s a naked lady in my arms. And now you’re telling me there’s a naked me standing right here?”

His voice rose with each word.

“WHY ARE YOU NAKED?!”

Denise leaned in closer to Future Scott, clearly enjoying the chaos.

“Kinda cute when he’s panicking, don’t you think?”

Future Scott rolled his eyes. “Don’t encourage him.”

Scott’s eyes darted back to Denise.

“And you! Stop giggling! And cover yourself better!”

“Oh?”

Denise smirked and shifted her hand slightly.

“What, afraid you’ll see my throbbing death hole? ❤️”

“Denise!” Future Scott snapped.

Scott covered his eyes with one hand.

“This is hell. I’m in hell. That’s the only explanation. And why, why…”

He peeked through his fingers.

“… is your… junk… so big? It’s like a freaking yam!”

Future Scott glanced down, unimpressed by Scott’s commentary.

“Don’t be jealous. In the future, they invent exercises for, y’know, enhancement.”

Scott groaned, running a hand through his hair.

“Can we not talk about this?”

Denise tilted her head as her eyes drifted to Lady Fortress, who was still sleeping soundly in Scott’s arms.

“Aw, she’s adorable. Hey…”

She turned to Future Scott.

“… why don’t you carry me like that?”

“Absolutely not.”

Future Scott said without hesitation, slicking back his hair.

Scott sighed as his shoulders slumped.

“I’m dead. I have to be dead.”