Limit Breaker

Kudeuk!

"Khhhhh!"

King Chenchen, who was almost thrown away by Qiu's assault, barely landed in a posture, but was making a painful face as he stretched out his right arm, either broken or red.

"It's not that big of a deal, is it? Where the hell did that old man who tried to kill me go?"

"Khh……."

Anger stains King Chen's face as he mocks himself, but he regains his composure.

If the target is taunted in battle, the user overexerts useless power and the target's disadvantage increases with increased movement.

It was an experienced year of violent blood clots coming and going, but that was not the case.

'Strong……. More powerful than Salahadin... More powerful than the Grand Arc...!'

King Chenchen also participated in the attack on Saladin, and in a 1: 1 battle with the Grand Arc, he ended in a draw with his enemies on both sides.

That's why he was able to go out strong against the cleaning.

The strength of King Chenchen, who experienced the battle against all the opponents and took up the post of the Pentagon, in the face of Saladin and the Grand Arc, is truly world-class.

However, King Chen was barely able to stop Qiu's attack.

It is also possible to say that softness is the level of power that is able to suppress strength.

Speed, which had lightly surpassed the 10 grade physical enhancement, had surpassed King Chen's perceived range, and was rarely able to block, rather than softness.

"Huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-"

He sighs and looks around.

"Kuhahaha! Die! Die! Die!"

The martial artists who followed them were dying miserably one by one by one by one by one by Azura.

The power of this ability reached its limit with the joy and joy that it could only kill Chinese martial artists, and the year of Azura, which had never been lazy for a minute, burning revenge on the Chinese from youth to the age similar to King Chen, surpassed the skill of the stateless martial artists.

Pan, pan!

Liliya began to whiten her surroundings with ice and frost, dealing with two women who looked like executives of the Three Taiji Dynasty, but the executives of the Three Taiji Dynasty were also excelling.

'No way...'

He was wearing a mask similar to that of Qiu, but he couldn't hide even her hair and eyes, so King Shun Chen, who confirmed their appearance and atmosphere, remembered the most prominent young talents, Iscilia Maxwell and Arino Aki, when he gathered to kill Saladin.

Aki had a deadly level of strength in the Civil War, wielding a black hair, a black eye, and a ninja like Obsidian, with glittering blonde and emerald walls.

That can't be right.

Iscilia left for Korea to find her daughter and disappeared, while Aki disappeared suddenly after Saladin's execution.

The problem was that two women had a bad relationship fighting over one man, so they could never have teamwork to fight together with each other like that.

And what is it about men who are basically trashy that makes such great women cling to it?

"Hey, are you selling eyes for me? Why don't you start worrying about your inspiration, instead of worrying about your cowards?"

As if he didn't know how to clean up and cared about others, King Chen opened his mouth with a sermon, returning his gaze.

"... Do you have that kind of power and only think of it as a child's desire to conquer the world?"

"Conquest of the World? I'm sorry, but it's world domination, actually. When you conquer, you have to deal with real estate, taxes, welfare, education, all that stuff, right? Why are you yelling at me for better if you're good, or yelling at me for better if you can't? I just want everyone in the world to kneel down and choke me, and that's it."

Then, as if my body was less relaxed, I opened my mouth again, gripping my neck to the left and to the right.

"So why make it so hard for you to just get down on your knees and be done with it? You brought this on yourselves."

"You brought this upon yourself? Then all of a sudden you want me to kneel and surrender. Yes, I understand. Do you think there are those who kneel?" "

According to King Chen.

Suddenly, a strange masked man came out of nowhere and terrorized the world, saying, "Because God is a damn great man, I want to conquer the world, everyone kneel down and surrender. I'll take it from here." Who would take that seriously?

"Why should I care if I don't have your eyes? Besides, only the Vatican and the Israelis deployed the zombie virus, and you haven't used it since. I've shown you kindness, and it's a little unfair to take it as an enemy."

"Haha... Haha... Favor... It's unfair..."

King Chenchen was convinced of Chiu's absurd reply.

"You are an animal. A beast that is only wearing a human hood. It's a shame to call you a man or a person."

"Yes, I am an animal, or less. How does it feel to have a scumbag like that destroy your country and threaten your life?"

Generally, people make excuses by pushing their wrongdoing for some reason, but Jin knows that this behavior is never normal.

Rather than making excuses while enjoying his abnormal behavior, he also responds by saying that the swearing that is rubbish under the beast is correct.

Even if you try to attack with morality or guilt, sermons do not work for those who are not ashamed of their actions.

"Hehehe! I'll tell you what this beast scum will do next. Once I get the old man talking to me, I'm going to punish China, and then I'm going to rob it of all its wealth and usable materials and turn it into robotic weapons. And it uses every single Chinese that makes up a fifth of the planet's population to make bioweapons."

"Biological… Weapon……? No way..."

King Cheng Chen paused on what Chiu called a bioweapon.

A strange human being who has a human appearance, but whose limbs or parts of his body have been replaced by animals or insects, who are losing their minds and fighting for their reasons, has emerged from his brain.

Chinese military and stateless statesmen were using overwhelming numbers to destroy the robotic weapons of the Tritiac, but where these inhuman monsters were, the Chinese had the power to push them away.

Where Noah struggled to defeat the Chinese forces with Fujimine's help, there was no bloodshed, and he was forced to be pushed into oblivion.

"That's right. Those monsters, with their arms and legs attached to them, and a part of their body. They're powerful together, but they're quite resourceful to make."

Ominous.

Something very ominous.

I have a feeling I'd rather not hear this next line.

The brain warns you with power, saying it's better to ambush him now and keep him quiet.

However, King Chenchen was curious about the information about the human bioweapons with the ability to defeat one or two that even he struggled with, and therefore reason has forced him to suppress his instincts.

The clearing began to leak as if to listen to information comparable to top-notch military confidential information.

"We call them bloodthirsty. You really think that's a good naming sense? because you need 100,000 life-forms of blood to make a bloodshot. How many of the words" blood "fit together like this?"

"… What…?"

At that moment, King Chen did not understand what he was saying.

What did he just say, 100,000 lives?

"At first, I used the Japanese. Problem is, when they see us running away, it's not very efficient to catch them one by one. That's why one of my men released a highly addictive drug and lured them into a trap."

Pair!

I spread out my clearing palm and slapped it with my other palm.

"After repeatedly squeezing 100,000 life-powered blood and using our special technique, we can give a healthy body with 100,000 life-powered blood to complete the bloodshed!"

As King Chenchen's face gradually distorted like a ghost, the delicate expectations of S and M of the opponent, when he was genuinely angry with himself, and enjoying being unilaterally beaten and afflicted by a sincerely angry opponent, made his body slightly tremble.

"Is China at least 1.2 billion people? So even a simple calculation produces 12,000 hemograms? No, wait. I don't care about the newborns anyway, so if we can catch Chinese women and build a pregnancy factory, this won't be so bad. Especially since this place is so large, it's the perfect place to build a large pregnant factory……."

"Shut up!!"

Chenchen, a furious king, rushes forward screaming, his furious eyes peering back and away with an excitement to remove.

"What? Why are you angry? Why else would it be environmental pollution that concerns environmental groups? So why are you angry that this body will reduce the number of useless people on Earth? I don't understand."

"You're a beast! Not just beasts! Your very existence is a corruption of humanity!! The worst criminal since the birth of humanity!"

He looks angry on the road, and he looks excited beyond the mask, and he feels blood rushing to his penis.

"I'm going crazy! If that angry expression turns into despair... Khhhhh! '

After deliberately expressing the words of King Chen's fury, he wanted to see that angry face despairing of pain, humiliation and defeat.

'I... can't take it anymore...!'

"Correct! Correct! Yeah, that's the right answer! I'm not an animal scum! It must not exist in human history! Being born is a sinful scum! And I promise you that piece of shit! I'm gonna take you down and I'm gonna make this China a living hell! Kahahahahaha!!"

"Ahhhh!"

King Chenchen stormed in, unable to resist Qiu's provocation any longer.

Despite the outward appearance of madness, an elderly martial artist has been studying ways to inflict damage on more overwhelming talent than himself while having a conversation.

'There is no answer in a frontal battle! Strike the critical area thoroughly!'

Although contemporary martial arts are sporty and prohibit major attacks, practical Chinese martial arts have been studied to focus on people, breasts, stalemate, and eyes.

'This residue is not available due to his homomorphic vision! Even if you give me bones, you must do damage!'

By the overwhelming fuselage of vision, King Chenchen's every move was read, and until just now he had to be unilaterally attacked.

"Tsh, tsh!"

Zheng Chen, who lowered his waist in conjunction with the old man's rough machinery, openly swings his fist toward the region of purge.

"Ugh?"

After attacking your precious item, you instinctively step back, knowing it's okay due to its critical invalidity.

It is because I know it is fine, but it is a precious part of my body like my heart for Jin Woo, and it was the greatest asset to satisfy his women and to obey many new women.

Moreover, it was a good judgment to retreat because there was something about the attack that I didn't know, so I wasn't confident enough to endure the pain if I got hurt.

"Now!"

King Chenchen, who instinctively made Shifu step back, rushes into a grapple-like position, grabs the ankle that was moving backwards and pushes it firmly onto his shoulders.

Scream!

When he used Chinese martial arts to make a grappling move, his body shifted, momentarily losing his balance, and using that gap, King Chenchen moved behind him and climbed up his shoulders, forcefully poking his fingers into the eye behind him.

Win!

At the same time I heard a bad sound from my broken arm, I felt intense pain, but King Chenchen decided that if he made me lose both eyes of Shifu this much pain would be cheap.

Exactly!

"……!?"

Exactly! Exactly! Exactly!

King Chenchen's finger does not pierce the moist eye, and he is stuck on something hard.

"Hmmm! I was just wondering what you were up to, and I'm disappointed."

The most precious thing in his body is getting attacked, and he's instinctively scared and running away.

Jinwoo, who opens his mouth casually as if on purpose, waved his torso to grab a piece of his body as if he were about to drop King Chen on his shoulders.

Tak!

King Chenchen, who judged that he could never escape if he was caught in any part of his body, once again slammed his shoulders and tried to land.

Knock, knock!

"Huff!"

Qiu, who had already anticipated, punched King Chen in the face with a strong punch.

King Chenchen himself anticipated an attack at the same time as the landing, but there was nothing he could do to resist the speed that had surpassed his limits.

Flutters -

The odd thing is, it clears itself of the rush without blowing up the chase.

'Oh, shit... I peed a little.'

A small swaddle of pleasure, watching the opponent who cried out to himself as the worst piece of garbage hit the ground in agony, succumbing to a surprise attack aimed at the pinnacle (?).

"Hehehe! What's the matter, old man? That wasn't just the last move, was it?"

"Cough! Cough!"

King Chenchen, who had a broken nose and a slight crooked nose, spilled his nose as he vomited a rougher cough.

It was King Chenchen who quickly stood up in pain as he moved toward himself who was in pain, but as a result, it was useless.

50332; ex-!

Power of Enhancement Grade 11.

The power of a class 10 does not just add up to the power of a class 1.

Without experiencing the ability to go beyond common sense, he quickly slammed his shoulder as his arm lengthened and was beaten again by the short-circuited cheek punch, and then nearly simultaneously, several fists started beating King Chen's body with a spear.

"Khh... khh...!"

King Chenchen knelt on his bare knees, draining blood, and stepped on the back of his head as he cleared it with immortal force.

"Hey, old man. Is that it? The birth of a sinner scum is trampling on your head, and you keep your head down."

Job-job-job-

As I twist my ankle to the left and to the right, I squirm my rear head like a cigarette light, and the sound of my hair being swept away is small.

"Ueeek!"

"Hey, Gigi!"

King Chenchen, who seems to endure something while trembling, vomits his crimson blood and steps back as if clearing it was filthy.

"H-god... Why did you... give... that kind of power to a Human horse...?" "

"It's hard for real deniers to say that. It's just a triumph of effort and talent. Why the hell is God out there?"

"S-slap it...! You're the one who has... 4,000 years of Chinese history!"

The fluttering...

That's it.

Rage - > Combat - > Loss - > Reality Denial - > Despair Rage.

A vicious insult from the defeated.

And what makes them even more desperate is their own waste.

"4,000 years of Chinese history? What's the point of that? Strong bastards are just strong without them. This is the law of the world. Algan?"

Slice and dice.

"Tsk!"

On his knees, he slapped King Chenchen's cheek, which was barely holding his head up, and humiliated him. He coughs a bloody spit on his face, unable to endure the insult.

Iron Puck...

The thick saliva mixed with blood was all over the mask, and he opened his mouth with a mocking look and tone like that.

"What should I do? Thanks to the mask, I don't feel bad about gold. You were attacked by a sting to clean up. But you took zero damage thanks to the mask. Kick-kick!"

"Yes... Norm...!"

"Oh, but once you spit on this body, you have to repay me, right? I was gonna slaughter him brutally, but I changed my mind. I'll preserve your body intact and turn it into a bloodshot."

"W-what…!?"

"I will kill 100,000 Chinese and make you a bloodshot."

King Cheng Chen gives a slight expression on his voice, and hopelessness begins to spread.

"N-no...! S-stop! I... never want to be that monster...!"

Phuket 52741;!

"Tsk!? Ugh...! Ugh...!"

King Chenchen suddenly suffered from the pain of a throat piercing, and looked down with a sadistic smile as he wiped his bloody black fingers off his sleeve.

"Told you? I'll keep the body intact. So goodbye, old man. You've lived a long time, and now you're going to die."

"Huff... puff!!"

At that moment, King Chen swung his fist at his head.

Skak!

Although it was meant to stop him from shattering his head and turning it into a bloodshot, King Chen's healthy left arm was severed from his elbow due to an attack by a bronze ally.

"Shhh! Shhh!"

"Oh, I cut off an arm. Well, it doesn't matter if you put a monster's arm on it."

The broken right arm doesn't fit properly, so there's no answer except for a clean kill.

However, it eventually becomes a creature called Hemoptysis, a biological stage of the Three Taipei Pole.

While he tried to kill himself in some way, King Chenchen, who had lost his means, died bleeding from his throat with a desperate expression.

"Khhh! I'm going crazy! It's going to be cheap!"

Jin felt strong pleasure in his desperate appearance, and his lower back was stiff, as if someone were touching him, not joking.

'Come to think of it, that alien bastard should have killed him like this. If you're mad at the end of your head, you need to fix this habit of getting cold and killing clean.'

When anger reaches its extremes, it reduces the number of horses and becomes colder. Rather, from the enemy's point of view, this is a much more comfortable death.

If you get irritated, things like this happen and drink.

He thought he had to make his women weep and weep instead of squeezing their flesh at Kurt, who was about to enslave them. However, he decided to be satisfied with King Chen, who was desperate and slowly dying in front of his eyes.

Fluffy...

In the end, King Chen fell helplessly and died, while Jin Woo looked down at his desperate face and cut off his head with a bronze sword.

Szac!

Jinwoo, who raised Chen's severed head, scoffed at the face of despair that his corpse should not be used as a bloodshed.

"Buungshin, who do you think will use an old man like you?"

No matter how refined I am, I am an old man's body.

Due to the disappearance of this power after death, King Chen's body was only an old body, although it was well trained.

After obtaining a head that is perfect for later viewing, he disgraced the dead to the end and sat down in a comfortable position, fixing his gaze toward Liliya, the target.

Lillia attacks by making ice or lowering the temperature to zero.

What if MMORPG is a combination of an ice deal and a decompressive debuff that lowers ambient temperature?

- Sir, it's an emergency! -

However, while relaxing, his plans to enjoy the capture of new slaves were shattered with the urgent voice of Perisha.

"... I don't need a post-war situation. Start by explaining what's going on."

Until just now, the human garbage face, which had felt pleasant because of other people's despair, disappeared in an instant, but Jinwoo, who turned into a serious face and voice, ordered us not to explain what is happening now, but to speak only about the outcome and the present.

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It's time to gradually bring up the protagonist's brutality.

Now, I'm sure some of you still have the aversion to the uselessness of my novels and sexual mulberries by posting mercilessly, but I'm glad that the existence of my blog didn't hurt you too much.

But now I have some experience too! No matter how cruel the protagonist is! If it's not a sexual field, eating a white flag is fine!

... but this is mulberry juice... It's supposed to be a sexual fantasy... (class action)

Today, I am also imagining a sexual fantasy to the fullest extent that I am not reported.

If you don't want to feel bad about it, you're just going to have to get ready to move to a blog.