Limit Breaker

Having deliberately released the message of Jinwoo, Harin checked the pain he felt on his forehead and checked the extent of his injuries.

Japan bled out at the end of me, but it was not a big injury thanks to the close escape. A slight split skin level?

'I don't want to leave a scar.'

A knife scar on your face and a scar on your forehead is truly fatal to women.

Of course, the experience of being treated with Jihad's medical facility would not be a problem, but the horrific scar itself was in Harin's mind.

So the two women started to look at each other and look for opportunities for attacks, and the first one to move was Iris.

Tata blamed--!

As a physical strengthener, you can consider that the half of the attack is over if you keep two things in mind when fighting against the compulsive force.

First of all, never keep your distance. Avoiding closeness is the part that motivators want the most.

Never give time for the second time. It is no exaggeration to say that the power of imagination is the most free of all these abilities.

Then we attack without giving ourselves enough time to think!

"Hot!"

Boom!

Harin, who had to use a tactic opposite Iris, flew backwards, making his hand look like a gun and squeezed and fired.

Evil!

When something flew toward him in a distorted shape in front of his eyes, the reflective shape of Iris, who was swinging the Japanese, looked so stupid at first glance.

It is because no matter how skilled a sword is, even if it can cut through anything, it cannot cut through the wind.

Paan!

However, when Iris cut out a bullet made of air, the sound of compressed air in the form of a bullet exploded and blew her hair all over the place.

"Tsk! I'm telling you, artifact weapons don't bother me!"

Harin grumbles and fires more wind bullets, but Iri does not slow down at all, but neutralizes the attack on her by swinging the Japanese way.

Although the weapons known as artifacts in the Sector are superior to common weapons, it is common sense that each artifact has a unique special effect.

However, there is one characteristic of all the artificial weapons, which is the power to cut through the force of the mind, or to lose its shape while cutting through the force of the mind.

Harin, who had several experiences fighting with relics, fired bullets that constantly compressed the air towards Iri, swinging a beast of Asura rank, a sickle weasel, and a Japanese-legged figure made of lead legs.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The bullets from the four feet that compressed the air flew towards different parts of the arm, knee, abdomen, and head.

Shhh!

Iris swung lightly twice without slowing down, cutting the bullets flying into her abdomen, head, arms and knees.

Bam! Bam! Bam, bam!

As the compressed air spread, her neat, well-groomed hair began to flow in all directions, but her gaze, which appeared beyond the flying hair, remained fixed on Haryn like a carnivorous carnivore.

Harin continued to push back and forth between him and Iris as he circled around the park, but each time, his Japanese counterattack was cut off by the wind.

The workshop of the two women who were going back and forth in the park for about ten minutes, as if playing hide-and-seek, ended Harin's footsteps.

"Are we done playing hide-and-seek?"

Even though Iri asked, Harin grinned and pointed his finger at the sky.

"!!"

Iri was able to counteract all attacks thanks to her focus on Harin, but she couldn't find the windy arrows that covered the entire park.

"I want a drink this time."

Hundreds, or even thousands, of typed wind arrows sprayed a sheer force to cover the whole park on her attack signal, and Iris lowered her waist to know that she was now late, even if she came on the run with power, by Harin's tricks that lured her to the center of the park.

"Rest assured, my lord, that the resistance is too violent to kill you."

Until now, even though it was a single smile and voice, but in the end, she couldn't hide her distorted expression and voice due to her hatred for Iri, she lowered her finger to the sky.

Shoot!

Tupperfuck!!

The arrows of the wind pour into the park like hail.

Whenever the arrows of the wind were inserted into the ground, the well-groomed floor of the park began to crack like a cracked field, and after all the arrows of the wind were poured out, there were no objects that remained in proper shape in the park.

Except for the Japanese and Iris who flew in to attack Harin.

What is that? '

When it rained thousands of arrows, Harin quickly pulled something out of his arms that looked like a blanket of pale gray and watched him wear it upside down.

Harin, who was supposed to be full of holes, turns over a blanket and watches as she defends against her attacks, reaches back the distance and prepares to attack.

Whee!

And when he started wrapping something gray like a blanket around his body, he became like a cloak.

No, I want it to look like a cloak from the start.

If a stranger sees it, he might think that the child is wearing a cape as if playing Superman, but he was saying that his instincts are unusual.

Before that, it was unusual to not drill a hole in the park by blocking an arrow in the wind.

"You're not the only one who's been looking forward to ending this tough story, Wind."

"Heh. In other words, is it like armor to prevent my own personal attacks?"

It was a bit of a shock that his attack didn't leave a scratch, but Harin asked Irene about her jealous cloak, realizing how important it was to be called Pokerface while traveling with Jinwoo.

Iris also explained the cloak unexpectedly, not feeling the need to hide it.

"The front legs that slaughtered anything, including the Asura class beast and the sickle weasel that had appeared in Japan, were also powerful, but the shock wave of wind was even more intense. Of course, if you use a Magical Hide to handle the winds, you can also stop the attack by the wind."

"That's why you brought it to get me."

"That's why I told you. You're not the only one who's been looking forward to ending this."

"Hehe... Hehe..."

At that moment, Harin started smiling at Iris.

"What's so funny?"

"It's not funny. I'm smiling because I'm happy."

"Happy?"

I don't know what you're talking about, so I tilted my head for a moment, and she opens her mouth.

"You're the worst enemy in history by yourself, aren't you? But you're also so glad that you've been so prepared to kill me, that we're so full of willingness to kill each other."

Just as he hates Iris, he hates himself.

Because of this, Harin will only laugh as she thinks that the humiliation and defeat she feels when she is defeated is proportionately greater than her hatred.

"Let's go to the second place!"

Shrek!

In a moment, Harin, who had just gathered enough scattered titanium cremoan beads to pull them together, swirled his arms wide and flew all the beads around her.

The number is between approximately 30 and 35.

It seems like a lot of them were gathered around a huge whirlpool, but they actually pulled out the beads embedded in the corpse.

Some of them were really nearby.

"The spinning of a sickle weasel that blocks the power of my wind.... By the way, I wonder if it can counteract any attack other than the wind."

Whoo-hoo!

In the past, when she fought Selly, she used the beads as arrowheads to amplify her attack power.

Harin, who created the windy arrows made by using the titanium beads as arrowheads, smiled at Iri, who acted in a precaution while speaking with her and preparing for the moment.

To the wedge!

Arrows of wind flying towards Iri.

Every one of them is made of titanium steel beads, so if it's authentic and it's a child, it can be dangerous.

Seek-

As Harin smiles as the arrow flies, Iris also grins and wiggles her cloak.

Tu-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa!

Though the arrows of the wind made of iron beads brutally strike the spine of the sickle weasel, the slight muddy beads bounce off the ground without piercing the spine.

"I told you, he's an 'Assyrian' monster from Japan. Japan wouldn't have suffered so much damage if only this much of the attack had been used."

Unlike humans who lose this ability when they die, by-products such as hides, skins, bones, and teeth of monsters remain effective even when a monster dies.

In other words, that fur has the defensive power of a beast of the Azura rank.

Harin frowns for the first time after being heavily attacked.

"You painted it with a very artifact?"

"Objectively, it's true that I have many disadvantages for you. Fills a disadvantage area with the power of the tool. That's human wisdom."

In the image of Iris with a cloak made from the byproducts of a beast of Asura class, Harin resolved his intention, thinking that she could kick her tongue and defeat it like this.

"Then let's finish the search and get started properly."

"This way, too."

Two women, who were roughly familiar with each other's strengths and tactics through the search, were looking at each other with a distinctly different aura than before.

"For the record, you might want to keep one or two limbs in mind."

"Be careful that you drop your neck on my sword. I definitely want to see you girls enjoying the seeds of the Great Japanese Empire with my eyes."

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Ugh... Slumph... Slumph is here...

It's so hard to write these days. Finally, about 350 million slumps came by... I shouldn't have gone down to that damn countryside...

Overcoming the slump is a way to relax and to continue writing, but if there are many ripples that say the quality of the writing is still okay, I would like to take a break if there are many ripples that say the quality of the writing is still okay.

You don't want to see a funny novel suddenly get ruined, do you? So, frankly, tell me about the last one and the quality of this one.