Limit Breaker

"Hnng!"

Jinwoo, who was slammed around by the Humvee, opened his mouth with a slight boredom, relaxing his neck to the left and to the right.

"Oh, damn... it hurts so bad. Aren't you a little tired? I want you to fall."

"Hahahaha! I've never had such a fun fight in my life! How could I have ended it so easily!"

"Hey, does that mean you can end it easily if you want to?"

"Hehe, if that's what you mean."

As the two of them approached again, they were unable to figure out the mood of the Special Forces leader who was wearing the Captain's Mark. He was known for being strict in keeping the rules according to the FM, but his stubbornness instinctively triggered this urgency.

"W-wall stop! Move and I'll shoot!"

"!!"

"!!"

When two men who could not explain themselves as monsters recognized their existence, the Special Forces reprimanded him with grumbling eyes.

"Hey, are you guys still hanging around? Still can't figure it out?"

"I don't want to mess with you guys. As the Grand Arc, get out of my sight."

Jinwoo and the Grand Arc, who waged a short war between military vehicles, threatened to disappear quickly, and the special forces and talents were astonished by what they had to say.

"Th-the Grand Arc!"

"Oh, look at you. You're going to fulfill your goal, aren't you?"

"Heh-heh-heh. Of course. If you're a soldier, I'll give you information on me on the radio."

Soldiers were the first to report any special problems to the top, so his goal would be more than half achieved once word had reached out that someone claiming to be the Grand Arc had appeared.

The rest of you can do brute force in downtown Seoul.

'The Grand Arc...? Grade 10 Enhanced Talent?! Why is he here?'

Bae Yong-joo and Han Bak-gu thought it might be due to the strength that can only be seen with a grade 10 enhanced body strength, but there is a question that naturally arises.

'Then what is this man fighting the Grand Arc for…?!'

What is this man who fights the Grand Arc so hard, and speaks half-heartedly towards him?

Among the two historians who were baffled by the sudden situation, Baekjoo, a telepathic person who was able to communicate with his team because he was judgmental, sent a telepathic message to Han Bak-gu.

= Mr. Park, whatever it is, it seems that the man who calls himself the Grand Acre wants us to contact his superiors. =

Nod. Nod. Nod.

He also agreed with the silence, nodding his head and giving orders not to report to all Special Forces as if they were not to be dragged as he intended.

"Aha! Now that we've rested for a while, let's go to the second round!"

"You guys! Don't report it! If I report it, it will flow as this bastard intended... Huff!"

Jinwoo yells at them to stop Across' cunning, but the Grand Arc lashes at him with a flash of a military truck.

Kwajic!

The Grand Arc, which was hit so hard that the car of the military truck was dented, was still headed for Seoul City.

The captain who shouted at Jinwoo and the Grand Arc shouted as he ran as fast as a sports car.

"Stronghold! Base, this is Alpha Team! Th-the Grand Arc is headed to Seoul! I repeat, the Grand Arc...!"

"You fool!"

Han Bak-gu smacked the radio urgently, but the important thing was already going up through the radio.

"Didn't you hear what he said?! He said he wanted us to report it!"

"Ha... But the Grand Arc is headed for Seoul!"

"Damn it!"

His words were not uncommon. The dangerous physical enhancement force known as the Grand Accra is rushing to Seoul, so at least we need to evacuate the civilians.

Why, heheheheh!

At that time, the warning siren rang out from downtown Seoul.

At the end, Park Gu dropped the radio message midway, and the top side thought the radioman had died or been injured.

"Damn it. It's too late."

"!!"

The sights of special forces and talents converge on him once again, as the allies who missed him in the Grand Arc's surprise attack.

"W-what are you?! Besides, is that guy really the Grand Arc?"

As the reservoir bites only the core, it opens its mouth, purging the dust, thinking his head was rotating fairly fast.

"I'll answer in order. My name is h-no," put it away. "And that son of a bitch is the Grand Arc. With that evidence……."

Bang! Rrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!

As he revealed his ambition to conquer the world, he hid the name Jinwoo under a real name that only those who knew his identity could call.

As he blurred his tail in the 'evidence' section, a tall skyscraper in Seoul began to collapse with the sound of an explosion.

"That's the proof."

"!!"

"!!"

"Damn it. I'll swallow Europe in the end, according to Across' plan."

Now that the Grand Arc has arrived in Seoul, the thick rain sword, which confirms that Across' plan was a complete success, is headed in a different direction than where the Grand Arc was headed.

"W-wait a minute! Where are you going? And Across' ruse?!"

Jinwoo asked me as if the reservoir had no idea what was going on. However, Jinwoo only answered one thing.

Explaining Across' tactics will take too much time.

"With Across' plan working, you might want to rip the Grand Arc's head off if you want them to be dazed." I need something to do that. "

"So where are you headed?!"

"My home."

"??"

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"Ahhhh!"

Breaking down the pillars of a large building, the Grand Arc picks up a large freight truck and throws it toward a 40-story building.

Kwaaaaang!

Large freight trucks that flew about 20 floors hit the building, and the shock wave broke the windows on either side of the building.

"Who! Who would dare kill the daughter of this Grand Arc?!"

The Grand Arc only prioritized building destruction by ignoring civilians who would bring their news in an exaggerated voice to show the 'wrath of a father who lost his daughter' as planned.

Of course, there were many citizens who were unable to get out of the building, but if they thought about it and stirred up the commotion, they couldn't do this in the first place.

"Halt!"

At that time, talents from the United States appeared in a hurry to learn that a man claiming to be the Grand Acre was destroying the city.

A balanced U.S. Talent Team of five was one trillion, including Brainstormers 1, Telepathy 1, Body Enhancer 1, Teleport 1, and these four as primary bases, while the remaining one included Talents using Psycho Metry, Claire Boyans, Mind Control, and Power Suits.

"Hehehehe! It's like he's been waiting! You assassinated my daughter!!"

"?!"

Americans who quickly arrived on the front line with the capabilities of the teleporters were puzzled by the Grand Arc's words.

This is the last time! '

"I swear to you as Grand Arch, the head of Across! I will punish all of you for assassinating my daughter who went to this country to study abroad!"

"Ha! Don't be ridiculous! The Grand Arc doesn't belong here!"

'This is the expected response. I have to make sure that my body realizes that I'm doing more destructive work here.'

However, Americans who thought the Grand Arc was not a small country in Northeast Asia treated him as a psychopath who thought he was Across.

"Crazy, but don't make fun of your skills! Take action on each team and stop him! Let's go!"

Four teams of five were scattered in four directions to fight for the personality of their teams, shouting for leadership among the leading white minds in the United States.

"Ahhhh!"

Whoo-hoo!

A black female hypnotist tries to take a piece of the building off the Grand Arc's head, but he simply grabs the piece with one hand and throws it to it.

Booooo!

Weeing--!

However, a nearby teleporter teleported with her to a safe place, and while giving her some time, young Americans surrounded the Grand Arc.

"Wow, that's pretty well trained."

"Attack!"

At the same time as the leader of the white male shouts, the impulses pour out toward the Grand Arc, lifting the fragments.

Strengtheners hurl with shrapnel or broken vehicles, teleporting heavy objects over the head of the Grand Arc and launching long-range attacks.

"Fire the flare!"

Heave-ho, heave-ho! Brace yourselves!

Finally, an American power-suit who was flying in the air (not much to call it) pours out all his weapons as he looks down at the Grand Arc.

Phew! Phew!

Tutatata...!

Another Gatling Gun protruded from the arm, a small rocket missile on the shoulder, and finally another Gatling Gun, which opened its chest flap, striking the Grand Arc relentlessly.

Kukwakwakwakwakwabang!

Tata, Tata, Tata, Tata!

The sound of the rocket missile erupting and the Gatling Gun constantly spilling, and the Power Shutter spilling the flare put all the weapons back in, posing for a cheerful or somewhat ridiculous victory.

"Hahahahaha! What's the Grand Arc? We're barely getting this far!"

Those who had lived in a world where people died quickly tried to forget the Korean citizens who had died by his hand, smiling deliberately.

This is not to be ignored, because it is another country, but rather, it was their own consolation to restore mental stability by stopping the terrorism of the ability to kill dozens of people a day.

Boom!

"!!"

"!?"

At that time, something popped out of a pile of concrete dust, starting from the explosion.

"Is this the end?"

"!!"

The Power Shuttle, who was posing for victory over the Grand Arc's head, tried to flee using a booster in shock at the voice coming from behind him.

Ridiculous!

The Grand Arc, which grabbed the head of a Power Schutz prodigy and simply pulled it out, opens its mouth as if it were pathetic, throwing away a corpse that was vomiting a fountain of blood.

"If it were me, I'd be quite interested. But... you're wrong. There's no excitement or emotion at this level anymore! I'm angry at you for not being able to fill my curiosity with your toes at this level!!"

Peter and Jinwoo, who had become addicted to blood clots, shouted as if they were screaming at American talent who could only afford to be disappointed.

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