Limit Breaker

Although the military base in Japan was intercepted at the same time as the attack on Taipei Pole, the Japanese government pretended that the attack was focused on Tokyo and asked other mules to play a role in defending the strategy.

Although the Japanese government's military and capabilities can be adjusted so that they do not encounter the forces of the Wok Il Heaven, they move independently so that if they encounter the Wok Il Heaven, the three waves can begin.

Moreover, the Japanese government's words were not very vain, as the teleport capability of a warship that moved Israel and the Vatican quickly divided the intentions of attacking them in a biblical manner.

Moreover, even though the Japanese government personally requested that Samtaegeum's plan completely destroy Tokyo, not the book of dissolution, there is enough room for excuses.

Once a request for backup was made to the home country, the garrisons were alert and ready to attack at any time, but they received an unexpected attack.

"Fire! Tie his feet!"

Tata, Tata, Tata--!!

Soldiers of the Juil-American Army in Hokkaido staggered a blatant attack on an unidentified Eastern man who had infiltrated the base.

I was temporarily embarrassed by the Raider who suddenly broke through the front gate, but I will use the barricades installed within the base to shield against intruders.

Whip it up!

However, an Asian man holding an Oriental wind sword flew out as if he had no obstacles, bouncing off all the bullets flying towards him with one hand at an invisible speed.

"No Yellowing Jacks"

Then, as if breathing, the Asian man who naturally spit something out, the god of the South Palace, unstoppably blocks the bullet, pulling the inner air up and swinging the sword to use the perforated air that was used by the Emperor.

Evil!

A sword that cuts diagonally into the air.

Some soldiers sharpened their guns with a speaker and wondered what the hell that was, but a white crescent-shaped sword formed in the direction of his sword, which quickly grew to more than two meters in size and flew towards the United States military.

Kwajic!

The diagonal blade cut the barricade in half and split the neck and torso of a couple Americans who were unable to respond to the speed of the rapid sword.

Zec! Shhh!

Swinging away lightly, swinging the sword diagonally, longitudinally, and transversely, like a flying bullet to shadow boxing, a 2m sword that sprang out of the sword struck the U.S. military.

Cock-a-doodle-doo!

"Aah!"

"Khhhhh!"

A white sword that flies at a speed that even the body strengthener can't respond properly.

The god of the Southern Palace stops the sword from swinging in the face of American soldiers who realize hiding behind the barricades is of no help.

Blah, blah! Kuang!

After the sword strikes, the barricades fail to maintain their shape, and the building closest to the entrance remains useless, leaving a powerful trace of the sword attack on the body.

Pagic - Qarrr!

Soon, the massive concrete dust spread to all directions as all the weight bearing skeletons were cut off to the unknown use building.

"This is how it goes."

It was one of the shameless acts created by the Emperor. It was developed to deal with the relatively weak majority of the purpose of stopping themselves, namely, the debris that prevented their footsteps.

The barricaded body of the barricades and soldiers blocking their way, as well as the building that was blocking their way, lightly twisted their heads as they nodded satisfactorily, saying that it was a way to create a depression in the landscape that had suddenly become ruined.

Wedgeek!

Somewhere in a spiral, an arrowhead-shaped metal flew past his head, and God confirmed that Hokkaido was on his way to a military base in Juilamerica.

"Hmm. A swift and cold response, despite being ambushed. This is America."

Although they were dressed in American military uniforms where the arrowheads flew, these skilled people who were systematically trained in a dense body and vibrant atmosphere looked at themselves with a hostile gaze.

"That's it!"

At that time, a white soldier with an angled face on a short Marine's head, who looks like a mind-bender, cried out to God.

"You're surrounded! If you surrender now, I promise to treat you as a normal prisoner!"

"……."

Like he said, these powers surrounded God one day.

No, I wasn't right. I knew it, but I left him surrounded on purpose.

However, the face of God, who deliberately let this American soldier surround himself, was not so good. A god engraved with a strong memory of nothing while using a shaman did not like the image of a white power looking down at himself from above.

"There is only one person who can look down on me in this world. So get down here right now.

Kuang!

One.

Kuku phrase phrase-----

"Huff!?"

"Ahhhh!?"

As they took a step strong enough to crack the floor, the surrounding talents felt the invisible energy pressing down on their bodies.

"N-no way...! With this many talents...! How... can you…!"

Someone shouts in astonishment.

It was because no matter how powerful the motivator was, he could not exert a long term suppressive force on his widespread abilities all at once.

Kuang!

Two.

"Khhhhhhh!"

"Th-the body...!"

Qajik!

A white man who was flying up in the air and looking down at the god of the South Palace fell without being able to bear the pressure.

Had it not been for the brief deployment of mind-bending power to mitigate the impact, it would have suffered minimal fatal shock.

Kuang!

Three.

"Ew… ugh…!"

"Ugh…!"

Second, while all of the talents were under tremendous pressure, the third groaned, choking like worms, with the exception of some of the body strengtheners.

The Emperor, who fought against the Emperor's Emperor, who often appeared in the unstable world, created his own Emperor Forest, who renamed the Emperor's part as the Emperor's part of the Emperor's Emperor.

A shameless shaman with literal meaning, it has often been used to bend the will of an enemy by showing a more overwhelming difference in power than a means of attack.

However, God, who accepts the energy of the universe and does not digest all experiences and memories of the unstoppable, is one step ahead of the unstoppable in terms of the power of the air, oppressing all these powers through the overwhelming landscape.

Kuang!

Four.

Ouch- Ouch-

(Groaning)

By the fourth stroke, all the enhancers had collapsed, and no one could scream.

They were crushing their insides with a few times the gravity. In fact, some had already vomited guts and blood with their mouths or pooped intestinal blood and were dying or dying.

"The Monarch of Empires totals 7 bobs. How much blood do you think you'll get?"

Those who barely survived dared to speak as if to save the god of the Southern Palace who had been stained with humiliation and fury that he had not allowed. However, the fifth step of the god of the Southern Palace fell unconsciously.

Kuang!

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"Grrrghhhhh! How's the mystery coming along?"

Jinwoo, who was cheering up as if he had warmed up properly for a while, thought that the god of the South Palace would do as he ordered.

The duty of the Southern Palace was to prevent the Juilliard Army from moving. The Southern Palace was to force the Confederate God to attack the American military base and to prevent the American army from moving easily.

Unlike the Japanese Self-Defense Forces and their capabilities, which are like the UK-I-Seongcheon itself, Perisha advised that the U.S. military would take on defenses around the country because of its independent movements, but Jinwoo planned to wedge them to make sure that it was one of a kind.

"Then why isn't he coming out? You already killed them all."

Ji-Woo, who was sitting on the top of the mountain of the corpse of the talents he killed, waited for Fujimine to show up, and Iscilia, who had simply taken care of him using the power of Desminite, ran to her.

"Jin-woo is really mean."

Having received Jinwoo's hard play with Aki, she was forgiven for her sins, and her old self was restored to her old self as she became her usual appearance and atmosphere.

She looks cute, puffed up with a bunch of cheeks, and smiles as she gently strokes the skin underneath the mask with her hands.

"I'm sorry. But sometimes your body gets stiff if you don't work really hard."

Whatever Fujiminy is preparing for, he thought she had time until her reappearance, and he smiled bitterly at Iscilia, who was smiling with a slightly dazzling warmth in the palm of his hand.

"If you're bored, would you like to try again with my assistant Aki?"

"H-here!?"

As Prime Minister Heisei shoveled for a week, Jinwoo further assisted Aki and Iscilia in making them feel like they were in a similar experience together.

"Huh-huh-huh. Then again, she was really cute back then. He was suffering from the pain of having a breast milk enema and swelling his stomach like a mountain..."

"Huff! Enough! Stop it!"

Iscilia shudders around her mouth as she feels ashamed if anyone hears her.

Despite the miserable scattering of dead bodies around, Iscilia seems to have gotten used to the killing spree, and even the slightest bit of awkwardness seems to go away.

Jin Woo teased the child's mother when she assisted her, laughing at Isaiah's cute reaction, which she never thought was a mother.

"There you are."

"Hmm."

At that time, the faces of both men and women who created a playful atmosphere felt hard to live towards them.

Phage job!

A lightning bolt flew from the air and fell slightly away from Jinwoo and Ycilia, leaving Fujimine standing on the ground slightly deeper.

"Ridiculous. I think someone's on their honeymoon."

"You didn't know? Did you really think I would take on the Japanese Japs? It's entertainment to attack this country. Of course, hell awaits the Japanese after that entertainment."

"… that nostril. I'll bend it with my bare hands."

Fujimine grunts and reveals an animalistic lifestyle, but Jinwoo laughs at her.

"Phew! My skills scare you so much that you're dressed like a runaway dog!"

"Phew. I want to talk to an outsider who doesn't even know how to retreat strategically...."

"Is that why you abandoned these powers that only you could trust? When about 50 survivors were left, he cried out," Where the hell is he? "I felt sorry for the betrayal, so I gave him light relief without feeling pain."

And then a partner who looks like he's got a motion to wield a sword called "like this."

She looks, no, smiling, not guilty of his actions.

"Don't worry. They'll be treated as great patriots in the name of helping me, the descendant of God, by now."

"Phew, they're fucking doing it. Son of a god? No matter what country they're in, they all belong to God. In that sense, all the people in the world are descendants of God."

"Maybe so. But I inherited the blood of Denno, God's direct descendant. The evidence is that my abilities are on a different level than my usual abilities! You of all people should understand the nobleness of purebloods, right?"

I don't know what kind of bull strongly believes he's the descendant of God.

Jinwoo leaps down to the ground from the top of a small mountain made of corpses.

"But hybrids are better on the genetic side. Most women in Brazil are pretty because there are so many races in Brazil. You know, I was beginning to think you were a different mutation from your normal abilities. All the other purebloods in Denno are so fucking ugly, and you're the only one who's pretty. What race are you breeding from? White or black? Your mother must have gotten a white seed."

"……."

Taunting each other ended Fujimine's rage.

"… even God's mercy is too poor for you. How dare you defy the son of God, Denno? I will show you hell."

"Huh? That's my big house. Don't spare anything. Don't give me shit about being careless later."

The two of them slowly raise their spirits and spread their lives toward the other, and Ycilia breathes a sigh at the gesture that Jinwoo told her to stay away from them and travels far away with the Knights.

It's because everyone knew that Jinwoo would only get in the way if he hurled his strength at them.

In front of the Bloody National Assembly gate, the two men and women embarked on a battle to determine Japan's victory.

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The fever seems to have subsided and the cold seems to have healed since I was injected and sleeping.

My head was a little dazed, and my whole brain was tingling, so I was just going to lie down, and I stopped, and my hands were tingling, and I couldn't stand it.

What's interesting is that, because of the numbness and the tingling of this pain, writing actually focuses well. I think it's because I'm sick and I can't think of anything else.

Like drug addicts cause withdrawal, I think withdrawal happens if I don't write.

I'm sorry I lied about taking the rest of the day off without Bourne.

Um... But this lie feels like people would prefer it. Heh heh.