Limit Breaker

"What!? They're all dead!?"

"Yes, old times. They say that they died horribly... together."

He shouted as if he didn't understand the principle, hearing Park's secretary's voice saying that both the surveillance of Yoon and those who ordered the tails had died horribly.

"What are you talking about! They're the most powerful men in the gallery! If those bastards are going to die horribly, even in the uninhabited suburbs, there should be a commotion!"

"I-I don't know what happened either……."

"Khh... Get out!"

"Yes, old!"

The principal yelled harshly at Park's assistant, and as he left, he distorted his impression and wrapped his aching head around it.

"Damn……!"

I couldn't understand how he could brutally kill five of the most powerful men in the gallery without a fuss.

Knowing the study of magic might have been a metaphor for the existence of the Southern Palace boundary, but the location of magic in the world was only a cult.

That's not the only problem.

In experiencing the fear of death, we had to stop the heart of the weak from leaving the colony, we had to find Harin, who disappeared somewhere, and the whereabouts of Yoon, who had to be closely monitored to investigate the case of the exploding public, disappeared as well.

The worst situation since the founding of the gallery.

The problem is that the charisma and coping skills of the principle that have to deal with this situation are significantly diminished.

His talents were useful enough to advise a mid-level manager or someone by his side, but he was greedy enough to manage and rule everyone, so he pushed the limits of his abilities.

Many began to doubt the ability of the principle gradually, and he was also feeling that way, so he was trying to show his ability to be a leader in some way.

Objectively, the best thing he can do is to elect someone with leadership as a foreign leader, and he or she is satisfied as a supportive position to help him or her gain moderate power and wealth.

However, he reached out and grabbed both wealth and power, and at least went directly to the head of the gallery because of his confidence and belief that his strength was the strongest in Korea.

Minjung is the only colleague who knows his mind, but she does not fit as a leader of an organization of thousands of people, even if she can act as a mascot with a gorgeous beauty.

Plus, I'm stress-sensitive, so I do my part in personality crap.

If his colleague was capable of courageous judgment as charisma and leader, he would be able to calm things down one by one, but unfortunately he was not capable of it.

I'd be wary of taking power from him.

After all, there was a series of events that exceeded the limits of his abilities, and he was distracted in the course of his investigation.

"Shit. Where do I start?" '

If Ferrissa were here, Harin's problem would not be urgent right now, so he would have postponed it, and the question of philanthropy would have been handled to stop her from spreading anything through the media.

And by allowing the departure of talents who are about to leave, if you had referred them to a psychiatrist or a hospital to take care of their mental injuries, many talents would have ended up encouraging them to be moved by generous action.

There will be some loss, but if the organization becomes more resilient, it will gain tens or hundreds of times as much as the loss.

Mud is quite viscous when filled with both hands, so it doesn't slip away unless you intentionally spread your fingers, but if you loosen your hands a little, the sand will sink away.

The principle missed the opportunity to make clay and chose sand because it is a lot of sand.

And the sand was slipping away, but he was struggling to scrape more sand.

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A cemetery in the deep mountains.

God went to a rare cemetery that he had previously captured through teleport magic while holding Doyun's arm, saying it was a multitasking exercise.

No, it was a historic family cemetery, actually.

I don't know when it started, but I buried the bodies of my ancestors in a good place, and I bought the whole mountain and used it as a cemetery for the elderly in my family.

Maybe we should just go to a cemetery with a lot of graves, but at least a few people keep coming at this time of day.

Since they said they would train there and put mats on them, of course, they had to buy people's attention, so they went to this place for reasons of persecution that no one should know about now.

"The power I exert is essentially the ability to exploit or match the dead. In order to utilize this ability 100%, you must first awaken the Morale Qi."

God explained that the basic conditions for learning Dark Magic and Command Magic are Morale Qi by the side of Doyun, who is twisting a throne on the grave according to his command.

"Everything is made up of life. Not only the trees and the grass, but in this land where we are standing, there is the energy of life. The first thing you need to feel is the energy of the dead. For now, focus on feeling different than usual."

However, he noticed that he didn't really know what he was focusing on when he closed his eyes.

To be honest, until recently, if it felt like a normal high school girl suddenly felt the energy of a dead person, that would be even weirder.

"Well, you don't have to wear too much chi. If you don't want to feel bad, you can dig a grave and have it lie down next to a corpse. That way you won't have to feel it."

"……!"

You're gonna dig a grave and have it lie next to a corpse?

Doyun blindly flinched at the figure of the god who was speaking eerie words.

Exactly!

"Aah!"

"Focus. Your concentration just dropped below average."

The god who struck her knee with the proper force by breaking a thick branch was cautious to pay attention.

With the necessary explanation for the training, she began to carefully wander around the ring without making any footsteps, and as she heard only the sounds of nature, she began to focus on feeling the dead energy that must be felt beneath her body.

'Even if it is extreme, it will take at least three days to feel the energy. Let's leave the tent in the meantime...'

"Ah…!"

"Hmm?"

As God was thinking about the future schedule, a groaning voice came from Doyun's mouth.

"I... I don't know what to say... Something's coming up... something's bothering me..."

"!!"

Did you just concentrate and already feel cheated?

'No matter how desperate it is, it's too soon.... Is it just because you focus too much, that you feel nothing?'

Occasionally.

You have to feel internal air or mana, who think of their senses as internal air and mana a little differently than usual while focusing too much.

However, it was clear that he felt a different sensation from his usual sense of focus, so he had to pay attention so that his senses would not be cut off.

"Stand still. Lead me to accept that energy……."

"I don't think that's necessary."

At that moment, as he reached forward, black energy gushed from his palm and struck the tree in front of the cemetery.

Ridiculous!

With the sound of a tree breaking, a fist-like hole bursts through, and Yoon looks down at his hand with a warm look.

A moment ago, the fraud was received and released into the palm of his hand. God flicked his finger and shot a black bullet, so he thought he could use it that way and focused the fraud absorbed into his body into the palm of his hand.

I didn't do it because someone showed me.

They just instinctively taught us how to use this energy.

'Now I can see why the bridges were singing a very, very slow song.'

I didn't expect to feel the energy in such a short time and learn how to use it myself.

It is because I have never fought against a strong man who overcame the side effects of horsepower with extreme stagnation, but I have never seen how the extreme stagnation is trained.

That is why I mixed up the knowledge of the Dark Mage Luo and the martial arts of dogmarine appropriately.

The result was that I felt energetic for at least three days, and I held it for two weeks to learn basic dark magic and command magic.

However, his predictions were broken in just one day.

"But you're no slower than I thought. However, if you accept the dead's energy as it is, it eats away at your body's vitality. From now on, I will teach you how to collect and process that energy safely."

Nevertheless, excessive praise is forbidden.

It was because the writers who were praised around them for being geniuses and writers were smart enough to remember how many times they believed in their talents, did reckless things, and could not even bloom flowers.

Once, the method of gathering and processing the fraud was unknown, even though the body was extremely slow, Yoon carefully listened to God's words and began to accumulate new knowledge.

'The head is the smartest of the typical high schoolers. In fact, if I don't annotate them one by one, less than 10% of what I understand.'

Magic that doesn't exist on Earth.

He tried hard to remember that magic without knowing it, but his head didn't get better.

It's just that physical talent is so superior, it has nothing to do with brain rotation.

However, as I began to enlighten myself one by one in the ongoing education of the gods, the basic dark magic and command magic had been completed.

'Obviously a monster. No matter how talented a Black Magician is, it will take two weeks for him to grow to this extent.'

Luo Messibel, who was a black wizard, felt differently from his talents and was furious enough to kill a young black wizard after two weeks.

Of course, the Black Wizard's teacher was stronger than him, so killing had to end with murder.

After all, Luo was more talented than he had cursed… No, he was overwhelmingly talented.

Wearing a patchwork pose, a unique mosquito position that allows all blood pressure to move smoothly, and growing rapidly as the Dark Wizard's Mana Processing method developed Black Magic Power, the weasel looked faint.

"I can't feel my moral Qi anymore."

"It absorbs all the energy of the corpses buried in the cemetery nearby. Time will bring back morale, but I've absorbed it once already, so it should take a few days."

"Then hurry up and go somewhere else! More……! More Energy...!"

Exactly!

"Aah!"

As an ordinary high schooler, she tried to fall into the temptation of a powerful force she had never felt before, and God struck her shoulder with a branch.

"Fool. Strength doesn't just mean accepting it. Train yourself to digest power, and expand the bowl so that you can carry more energy in your body. No matter how talented you are in fighting, how can someone challenge a world champion with something you've learned all day and a half?"

"Phew……."

After grasping the spirit of God's work, Yoon bowed his head to shame.

I've barely had the strength.

He said he was just starting to crawl, but he wasn't thinking about getting up and running, so I felt sorry for him.

"Your power can be raised in two ways. One is to accept the natural energy and process it into Black Magic Power and grow a bowl. The second is to collect the bodies and accept the fraud at once. The first is stable, but the growth rate is low; the second is less stable, but the growth rate is high."

"But now you're pulling energy from the tomb, right?"

"For novices who know nothing, this is the fastest way to feel the energy of death."

After answering his question, God moved to a moderately spacious place.

"But… umm…."

At that moment, she opens her mouth, muttering as if she had something to say.

At first I wanted to say something, but then I remembered I didn't say my name.

"My name is the God of the South Palace. Just call me God. What's your name?"

"Kim Do-yoon..."

Doyun was somewhat more dead than the first time.

She was so calm that she had just begun to seek revenge on herself because she felt the overwhelming energy of God as she entered the world of a little bit of magic.

Usually, the Sewers don't feel the energy of the Master more than they do, but that's the story of a time when the Master craved not to feel his energy, and now she feels overwhelmed that she has to become a climber twice as tall as Everest.

It's instinctive.

If you want revenge against the god of the South Palace, you don't have this much power.

"So, what were you going to tell me?"

"I don't know much about this person's world... but I've never heard of one like it. You can manipulate a human corpse on your own... There's no such thing as this ability."

"Even a mind-bender can control a corpse?"

"It's manipulating like a puppet! This is what makes the corpse move!"

She's right.

If they had this ability, they would have to be known to the world.

Moreover, although talent may take time, it was clearly strange that these abilities that anyone could learn had not been known until now.

"You don't have to worry about that. Importantly, this ability is only known to me and should only be used for my master."

"… Who is your master?"

Although not all of his abilities were seen, his strength, who lightly amused the highest powered men in the gallery, was truly extraordinary.

Moreover, it is anticipated that the fierce attacks that were swinging at him will be more powerful not only by using corpses, but also by the physical force.

The discipline of individual power is annoyingly strong to explain, and the study of magic that can be learned, even if you are not a competent person, is the ability for leaders of all countries to kneel down and beg you to come.

The President of the United States is too strong to be treated lightly, and I'm curious about the identity of a man named Lord by singing the Lord Lord's song in such a loyal voice.

In the 21st century when money dominates everything and strongly claims their freedom and rights, it is almost impossible to expect loyalty, such as bureaucracy and equipment, from three countries.

Nevertheless, the god of the South Palace was armed with fanatical loyalty unlike the modern man.

"No one can say anything about his dignity."

At that moment, he suddenly stopped and turned his head back, staring at his eyes with a lively look.

"And for the second time, I warn you, if you dare to act arrogantly towards the lord and his mistress, or try to manipulate with your skills, I will make you feel much happier that you were beaten to death by Minji and that woman."

"Ugh…!"

Living with a crushed viscera.

Though it is a step, the provocation that gained power that was beyond human standards spilled his moaning, once again experiencing a power gap in his intense energy.

"If you are strong enough to destroy the gallery, you will naturally meet the master. You're probably wondering, just hold on for now."

Thus, the god who silenced the question of cheating began to move to a reasonably spacious place and teach dark magic and command magic.

At first, she was just a normal girl for three years, so the dark magic and command magic gave her some reluctance, but later, her temper of extreme stagnation and her vengefulness of parents gave her joy in learning cruel black magic that would cause the other person as much pain as possible.

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As soon as I got home, I finished my novel and started Tōse.

Apparently, there's a team name, and they named it Limitless 48577 for people to recognize me.

Fortunately, Savage hasn't gotten the lead. He says it's open since 2: 00, but he's still available... You're such good people.

Anyway, it made me feel like, "Oh, he's a writer," so I would like to say hello to him sometimes.