Limit Breaker

With hatred for the Japanese in Japan and China's Harbin region, the Southern Palace god, who had collected all the spiritual demons filled with malice, returned to the deceptive Japanese ecoma tunnel and controlled the entire tunnel by numerous magicians and the demons he had captured.

"Khh... ugh...!"

'Strong...! If I don't get it together... these demons will take over my body...!'

Even though I had never heard such fiercely vengeful spirits in my previous life, I was a god who was harder to control than I thought, but I started to put them under my control gradually because I literally accepted the energy of the universe and became much stronger than before.

'If it had been me before, the demons would have invaded the bone marrow…….'

Even though the original spirits took longer than I thought, God relaxed them a little by a little to make hundreds of original spirits into soldiers who obeyed his commands, one by one.

The evidence points to a group of skeletons standing in line behind him.

One strange thing is that there was a small bead on one side of the skeleton's body, the location of the bead was completely random.

Some are elbows, some are heart, some are knees, some are pelvis.

This orb contains dark magic combined with the deception gathered at the Maruta Experiment in the Ecoma Tunnel and Harbin. As long as this orb is not destroyed or all the magic contained in the orb is not consumed, the spirits who are revived as skeletons will be resurrected no matter how broken.

Of course, there was a safe way for God to distribute his magical power directly to the evil spirits who were resurrected as skeletons, but as the distance got further away, the rate of consumption of magical power increased exponentially, and it was made to maintain its power in this way because its power was weakened.

But controlling demons isn't the end of everything.

In some ways, it was the biggest work from now on.

"Phew……. Now all that's left is to build an armor."

He then opened the cargo compartment he had brought with him to the teleport to distribute his armor and personal firearms.

"Put on all these uniforms."

Dagnac-

Resurrected by divine command as Skeletons, the demons were all wearing bulletproof military uniforms one after the other and all wearing military boots.

The reason I was dressed was so that I wouldn't be exposed to the location and existence of the magic beads.

That's why I never placed the magic beads on my deliberate head.

Perhaps the enemy will be puzzled how to attack different skeleton troops with different weaknesses.

When in turn, you put on your uniform first, pick up each of the same assault rifles, and line them up one by one in the enchanted jewelry that led the prepared skeletons.

"Hmph!"

With a short sigh, the black clouds, which are ominous, once cover the skeleton and disappear, give off a hint of typed black morale in the uniform and personal firearms.

Luo Messibel, an assassin and a black wizard, was focused on cleansing the Undead because he had many enemies in his job description, but he made an undead to protect himself.

The current sorcerer unifies the equipment in the undead with the undead, and when this is done, the armor will become stronger and more powerful due to the undead's morale and Qi.

Melee weapons continue to inflict damage and are less easily recovered by the power of a curse. Ranged weapons are made of Morale Qi even without arrows to produce the same effect as melee weapons.

'Hmm……. But does this trait really apply to guns?'

One worry is that since Luo lived in the fantasy world and was a medieval world without firearms and gunpowder weapons, God himself wondered whether this magic group would be applied to modern weapons.

Once the work is done, the skeleton is ordered to fire into the air.

By the way, all the weapons are empty... No, not even ammo.

Skeleton aimed at the air with one hand, pulling the trigger of the assault rifle in fire mode.

Kka-ka-ka-ka-ka-ka-ka-kun!

With a rough scratch from metal to metal, something black comes out of the barrel at the speed of a bullet and hits the wall.

When I gave the order to stop shooting and looked at the bullet that hit the wall, I could see that it was the same arrows that Luo Messibel's Escort Undead Archer used.

However, God was cautious without excitement.

As I continued to make them shoot in succession, I began to carefully analyze how much strength the firearm had diminished, how many numbers it could have poured out, and how much power it had.

And the results were surprising.

'Even if I shot hundreds of shots, the durability of the gun was not worn at all. Maybe the body just disappears into a normal gun again. Moreover, I think bullets are almost unlimited, and the power of the metal can be easily pierced.'

Death Soldiers that can be used indefinitely until the main body is destroyed, enhanced by common firearms.

God smiles at the excitement of creating soldiers close to invincibility with his own hands, although only a few hundred of them.

Hundreds of Death Knights armed with assault rifles pouring out infinitely. These are unbeatable soldiers worthy of the worst names. '

Yes, all of these skeletons are Death Knights, all undead top-level objects.

Generally, Death Knights are said to be made by powerful knights using the vengeful spirit, which is half wrong and half right.

To be honest, it is no exaggeration to say that the undead's power is all the cylinder and anger that the soul possesses. That is, if the power of vengeance exceeds the threshold, all can be made of Death Knight.

Nevertheless, the reason why the Black Wizards are searching for the souls of all the Knights who want to make the Death Knight is because if you become an undead without a self, you can only use skills that you have in your life, and you can't learn more than that.

Because of this, Des Knight's power, which is made up of knights that are professionals of grudges and battles without any combat skills, is of the highest caliber.

Death Knight without combat skills is a cult that consumes only a lot of sustaining magic, so the Black Wizards are trying their hardest to find the hateful knights.

But guns don't tell the same story.

The demons here were all threatened or killed by the power of the gun used by the Japanese military, so they know roughly how to use the gun, and they all have the capability of the Death Knights, so just by firing an infinitely usable gun, they were able to achieve enough power in melee and intermediate combat.

'A battle between magic and superpowers...' Hehe... This is going to be fun. '

Competition between function and function.

When God returned to the fantasy world, he continued to work on uniting the armor of the Dead Knights with evil and a joyful smile at the birth of an undead force with the power to conquer the world.

'By the way, what are you doing? I told you that if you listen to the schedule ahead, you will focus on training to revive your fighting senses.'

You've already acquired the power to measure your loyalty, but for a man you swore allegiance to, you wonder what the group is up to now.

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"Yes… yea!?"

"H-you slept a day!?"

"Yeah. You didn't know either of them?"

It was surprising that they fought for 15 hours, but at the same time, the two unconscious people did not hide the slight malignancy from the news that they slept all night.

Somehow I thought my body was strangely warm, but there was a reason for it all.

Jinwoo, who woke up completely, explained in detail what had happened to them, and opened his mouth again to two people who were embarrassed.

"Anyway, I'm sorry about this."

Then bow your head and apologize.

Until now, Ji-Woo, who had never bowed his head to anyone (though he had often bowed to deceive someone), bowed his head to himself, and Aki was baffled, and Jin-woo and old Ycilia did not hide their horrors as if the world was ending.

"I didn't know you two hated each other this much. But they're all my slaves, and I can't have just anyone favoring them."

Aki and Iscilia do not understand what he is trying to say, but wait for him to take a break and add it back.

"So nobody's going to know you until you two get along."

"Yes……?"

"Yes……?"

At that moment, two women who did not understand him turned their heads without knowing it.

"Well, I'm 3P or 4P, and I can hug all the girls if I want, but it's hard to enjoy 3P because two people hate each other so much. But if you give someone a hug, of course the other side will have a grudge against it. So I won't give you two a fair hug until we get to know each other."

"Jin-woo..."

"Th-that's ……."

"Ah, don't worry. After all, it's enough to enjoy with the other slaves. Well, it's not like you guys are so immature, but the young people are so unique that you don't have to let go of my lust."

In his declaration that they hated each other and would not hug each other until they became close, Isaiah and Aki immediately looked into each other's eyes.

The two women who exchanged their eyes for the speed of light, smiled widely and touched each other's bodies.

"Oh, no! How close are we?"

"Th-that's right! We've been intimate ever since!"

"What are you talking about? You two have a bad relationship..."

Jinwoo tilted her head and tilted her head with a look that she couldn't understand.

"Absolutely not! We were rivals, but secretly acknowledged each other! Right, Aki?"

And I said, "Yeah! I just had a bad fight when I was a little young, but it's been over 20 years, right? It's just that we all went so well at one time, I didn't mean to come here!"

As if they were really close to each other, they desperately appealed to each other for being close to each other.

'Jin-woo, don't look away from the young people here!'

'Young people are fine, but Jin-woo picked them together, right? If Jin Woo gets into the taste of young children...!'

They tried desperately to make him feel their bodies, thinking that if Jinwoo fell for the peculiar charm they felt in the bodies of young children, they would be so careless.

Aki and Isilia, who had shown so desperately how close they were to each other that there was no room for any hostility or rivalry between them, made an implicit alliance here to help young children avoid being deprived of compassion.

"Really? You sure you don't want to fight them both?"

"Yes!"

"Of course!"

In the desperate reply of the two women, Jinwoo opened her mouth with a relieved smile.

"Hah! I'm so glad. I hate fighting amongst my slaves. I was so determined that I would never hug you again."

"Ho-ho-ho-ho……."

"Haha... Haha..."

After saying that if they fought one more time, they would never hug them, the two women who put their arms between their arms and said to each other that they would settle another battle before extending their verdict, showed an oppressive smile that seemed to be as natural as possible, with a heart-shattering shock.

'As expected, if you raise a problem more important than your pride, you try to show how close you are to one another.'

Jin Woo, who purposely declared that she would not know if they fought, secretly smiled at the two women who wanted to appear to be close somehow.

'But ending this is no different than forcing adults to shake hands and apologize to each other and then just leave. It's not a fundamental solution.'

He planned a way to make her feel at least a peer consciousness if the two of them could not get along during the day she had fallen apart. After spending time with Akie to come dressed as Kuro Okami, he headed to the torture room where Masjid was assisting.

"Heh-heh-heh..."

In the torture room, all kinds of masjids hung in the air and became 20 times more sensitive to ordinary people's bodies. Although the masjids were faded by the hundreds of peaks, the purpose of the masjids was breastfeeding.

"Huh. Because of this trashy bitch...."

You recall the days that Masjid bothered you, raising her belly to the back of your foot.

Phew!

"Kah-ah-ah!"

The masjid, whose whole body became as instinctive as it was, sprayed his assistant to see if the abdominal pain made him feel pleasure, but his whole body began to tremble. However, after finishing the Aki and Iscilia case firmly and deciding to assist the masjid, he returned to his room with a barrel full of milk.

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Now the next one will be Aki and Iscilia's last.

And he plays the masjid briefly, and he has 100 likes, and then he leads the slaves back to their fighting senses through God and training who have completed all the troops.

PS: I still don't get it, but I don't know why, if I take a break, the number of sailors is growing so fast. The inconvenient truth that the player slowly rises when reproduced.

So what's the problem?