Limit Breaker

Generally, monsters with ferocity enjoy eating human meat.

However, as the rapid industrialization made it harder for them to breathe because of the air that was becoming contaminated and disappearing on their feet, they were forced to flee and drool into human meat that they could only eat.

"Kickecket, female meat." Cutting soft female meat is the best! '

Weasel monsters with sharp sickles on their arms rush towards the place where human energy can be sensed at the same speed as the wind.

'There are some who look strong, but they're only human!'

At the speed of its processing, humans die screaming pitifully, or paralyzing their weapons into the air.

The Weasel Monster, who considered Humans at the same time as Humans at that time, first found a group of Humans heading towards the monsters' camp, and quickly rolled their eyes and searched for the first victim to be cut off in his hands.

"That bitch! '

A human female with big breasts and soft looking body.

There was only one reason to target females with black leotard-like clothing that revealed curvature.

The breasts of human females taste the most special! '

Suddenly, the weasel monster, who was caught up in the desire to cut off a breastplate so abundantly that he mistakenly assumed it was a three-headed beast, rushed forward cheerfully, cheering for the image of the female with the abundant chest that was crawling forward on her own.

Spot-

Immediately, the image of a human female with a large chest disappears, and you hear a faint sound from behind her back.

"Huh…?"

Gaaaah!

With the sound of something being cut off, the weasel monster loses consciousness without hearing a human woman with a large chest appearing behind her.

"You'd be lucky to report me with those eyes."

She prides herself on being a slave to Jin Woo, becoming very sensitive to the feelings of other males who target her.

The eyes of the Weasel Monster were stained with life, but after all, I dared to target the female herself, Jinwoo, so I felt dirty. Aki, who killed herself, swirled her ninja blood into the air.

Whether he was the fastest of all the monsters running around, raising dust, there was still quite a distance to reach the others.

"Whew! Those are monsters, right?"

"Hm. Definitely curious creatures."

Although monsters have often seen the existence of the yogurt, the Grand Arc was briefly amazed by the sound of whistling, and Jack also did not conceal his curiosity.

In one eye, there were creatures like the doppelganger in an old fairy tale with hoppies on it, and monsters like four-legged animals with multiple tails, and monsters that had tigers or snakes on their faces, but had armor and weapons of the Cold Weapons Age.

Although it seemed to scare the common people together, the humans here were not weak enough to be afraid of such things.

"Hey, heh."

"Huh?"

The Grand Arc tilts his head toward the voice of a herd called the 'Grr'.

"You keep bothering to call the Grand Arc, the Grand Arc. So I'm gonna cut him some slack. Honestly, the Grand Arc isn't even his real name, is it?"

Of course it does. Who in the world would name a kid that? He just renamed himself to forget his past.

Regardless, I didn't like the name 'Grr', but the Grand Arc smiled faintly.

"... Just call me Arc. Don't strangely shorten someone's name."

"Oke. We have to test the performance of our weapons anyway, so leave the battlefield to us."

"Sure."

The Grand Arc also nodded softly because he wanted to know the performance of the 'weapon' that Jin Woo spoke of.

I don't know what "haemorrhagic" is, but we need to find out this time. '

To be honest, the Grand Arc didn't understand a few of the weapons of the Three Taipei Poles.

Robots can only be understood by using jihad technology, but despite the bloodshed and bones that they say they made with 100,000 units of human blood, the moving Death Knights do not make much sense of themselves.

By the way, Dess Knights, which were active in the Japanese War but reduced to 300 because of their high magical consumption, are placed inside Jihad's ship as decorative armor. Why is the Grand Arc such a decorative armor that it doesn't fit the theme? 'I carelessly approached the Grand Arc and attacked Jack by Death Knights, confirming the existence of the outside world.

That's when I learned that the Grand Arc was moving skeletons, not machines, by beating down dozens of Death Knights, and that he had no such capabilities, so I became very curious about the existence of Death Knights.

If you ask me how I make it, Jinwoo smiles bitterly and tells me that I can't use it even if I tell him.

The Grand Arc, who had confirmed that Iri, the former faced Raider of Wok-Il-sun, had become Bloodshed, stepped back to see what a bloodshed was, and how powerful it was.

"Now, shall we begin? Iris!"

At the end of each series aiming for the Pokémon Master, Iri's eyes and expressions raise two japanese legs made of the front legs of the sickle weasel that she used and rush toward the voices of her classmates with tones that reset all her experience and memory.

Previously, Iri was only in the 5th grade of physical strength. It may not be a bad skill, but it is an inexhaustible skill to play on a world-class level.

That's why she had a life-or-death clot based on her desperately refined sword and two artificial Japanese fighters, and was able to build more specs than the known physical enhancement.

What happens if she becomes a Grade 9 Body Enhancement?

The Japanese power of two swords made from the front legs of the Sickle Weasel, a beast of the Assyrian rank, which has reached the human limit, will become even more powerful in proportion to it.

Like right now.

Skaaka Cock--!!

"Hnng!?"

"W-what the hell, you human bitch!"

"Kuaak!"

Iry's arms move at the speed of a misunderstanding that seems to split in several places, and the smooth, metallic bay sounds and the monsters' screams echo.

Being a hemophagogist does not simply mean that your physical strength has increased.

You don't need to eat, you don't need to sleep. He never gets tired of pulling out all his power to the extreme.

Can perform Grade 9 physical enhancements at all times to the max.

Despite significant strikes by human-fired missiles and mechanical weapons, monsters with the stereotype that humans always borrow the power of tools because of their weakness began to panic at the onslaught of Iri, who rushed into them with desperate effort.

Of course, Beijing is just a small group of monsters who don't know the situation, and senior monsters have been distant for a long time, judging that they can't use their force properly in this struggle.

"Aye! Everybody out of the way!"

A beast with a lower tiger head and a trident presses against the lower monsters and aims at the Bloody Bloodshed Airy with its tip.

Krrrrrrrrr...!

Like lightning... No, with the sound of real lightning, a tremendous amount of electricity went out.

A tiger-headed monster with the power of real lightning, who thought no matter how strong I was, would never be able to win a natural disaster and expected a cocky human to burn to the ground.

Mr. Parts!

Knuckle!

Even though you were struck by lightning with a bolt of lightning, I mean, did your muscles harden when struck by lightning, swinging your sword with rigid movements, and cutting down the lower monsters that surround you?

What is that? How can a human butterfly move like that even when struck by lightning? '

No, the smell and appearance are definitely human, but after digging into the smell more, I could smell an unpleasant smell.

"An enchantment? A human corpse made of enchantment!" '

"It's magic! She's a man of magic!"

Other monsters have also issued a warning, shouting whether they've identified Iri.

"Hmm!?"

At that moment, some monsters who felt a strange flow of energy turned their gaze to the sky.

"Th-that...!"

In the sky, a cloud of coal-almost black clouds formed unnaturally only at the top of a crowd of monsters.

Despite this phenomenon, only a few monsters have noticed it.

In short, it meant that humans possessed enough magic or sorcery to hide the attention of many monsters.

"The trap...!"

Kuang! Kuang! Kuquang!

Some of the elite monsters looking up at the sky tried to call it a trap, but at the same time, they struck down a group of monsters bound by Bloodshot Iris with a huge amount of lightning that could only be described as artificial.

Shoot me-- teeth!

Moreover, when the green rain rained like a rainstorm, the monsters who touched it suffered from the burning pain of their bodies.

"Kiek!"

"Gaaaah!"

The acid that is harmful to the human body is just a little stinging water for the monsters, but the green rain from the clouds contains enough acidity to pierce the monsters' thick skin.

"Charge! Ignore the human females and attack them!"

Some of the strongest situational judges decided that humans using such tricks would be in the rear, ignoring Iri, and forced them to charge towards Humans.

The elite monsters who quickly used force to protect their bodies rush towards the humans, trampling on the afflicted minor monsters, but they stand still, as if watching.

No, the Southern Imperial God was the only one with countermoves, no matter how many swords were drawn.

"A mere mortal would face us alone!"

"Die!"

Major monsters rush forward, applying force to their weapons, and at the same time, the entire right arm of the god of the Southern Palace suddenly disappears.

'My arm is gone...?'

Boom! Boom!

Several high-ranking monsters began to cut off as soon as they realized the southern god's arm had disappeared and appeared, and dozens of monsters were slaughtered in an instant.

'Th-that's ridiculous...! How... How can such power be given to Humans...!'

The way humans deal with monsters generally uses the power of numbers.

It was common practice to fight monsters with fewer lives and hundreds, and some of them were strong enough to defeat hundreds of shamans.

Since they were not able to cope with a single human, they were torn apart by dozens, and the monsters could not even sense what had happened to the humans during their hidden centuries.

But more surprisingly, it was the Grand Arc and Jack.

What kind of ability is this? '

'It is amazing to make clouds and make lightning and acidic rain, and it also has a body strengthening capability that cannot be ignored.'

They were amazed at their unfamiliar abilities, and even with such abilities, the shaman of the Grand Arc, who couldn't be ignored, instilled a strong awareness into them.

By the time the higher monsters were slaughtered by the demigod of the South Palace, most of the lower monsters were destroyed by lightning and acid rain by a class 9 magic called 'Watcher's Killing Cloud'.

The cloud will hold its place, so if you just run away, you might be able to avoid extinction. However, the name "Watcher" is named because the caster can randomly move the killing cloud that pours out lightning and acid rain.

At the same speed as the wind.

As it was not a class 9 magic for no reason, the god of the Southern Palace, who had dealt with many monsters alone, shoved the duo into the sword shed and bowed politely to Jinwoo.

"I took care of it."

"Meow. Well done. It's time for us to move on, right?"

Despite demonstrating this tremendous ability, the Grand Arc and Jack could feel the trusted relationship between the two of them, taking it for granted.

A warrior who does not resist his subordinates who show strong strength, and a god who does not have a sad or discontent tone despite his actions lightly.

This trust relationship could not be made of money or material.

'Remove……. If it wasn't for jihad, I don't think I'd be hungry...!'

Except for the existence of Jihad, the Grand Arc, who had secretly thought he was ahead of him, was impressed by the ability of the Southern Imperial God.

God glanced at the Grand Arc and unhesitantly turned his back, and for some reason, he merged with Airy who had come back alive from lightning and acid rain.

"Kiritani Iris. I didn't see that kind of ability before... What could have possibly made her that strong? '

Jack also became very nervous about the secret of the Tritiac, which he made Iri a bloodline and strengthened his power, and he became aware that as time went on, the gap became larger.

Due to the bloodshot resistance, Iri's clothes melted, and even though her chest and body were exposed, she only wiped the sword with the tip of the monster's clothing cut off by the god of the palace as if she didn't feel anything.

"Ugh... Ugh...!"

"Huh?"

At that time, even though the throat was cut off, a life-long monstrosity revealed its existence with a painful moaning.

The skin is the bark of a tree, and the peculiarity of the impression of forcibly pulling a person's head up and down is groaning as he rolls his eyes and rants toward the expedition team.

"Humans... Them...! You took care of us... Don't like it...! There are people... a few times stronger... than us...!"

"Yeah? But what do I do with this? We only used one-tenth of our total power. I'm glad you're only a few times stronger than yourselves! Isn't that right?"

"Hahahaha! So do I! We didn't even make it to the mainframe! Thanks for the tip, freak! Thanks to you, the nerves are gone!"

Jinwoo and the Grand Arc loved the fact that only a few times.

The skull-looking creature curses at those who mock him.

"All of you will die to him! Despair and despair of his power!"

"Thank you so much for asking. I'll crush your head myself in return!"

As he approaches with a playful tone, he treads on the monster's head and slowly exerts his strength.

Very slowly.

Pow, pow, pow.

"Khhh... Khhh...!"

Slowly crushed, his face begins to crack open, but he squeezes and tightens the pain of the monstrosity to make it last as long as possible.

Crisp!

Eventually, my head broke, and briquettes and debris protruded from everywhere, scraping my feet off the floor and pulling out the maggots.

"Now that you know there are stronger monsters inside, let's take care of ourselves." "

The monster said it to feel hopeless, but it was used to fulfill the expedition's purpose.

"Great! I'd be disappointed if that was all!"

The Grand Arc marches forward curiously, following which the expedition begins its journey to the home of the monsters.

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No matter how much I curse and shit, you people love it when I say "Sivaldere."

All right, let me show you what the fuck it is.

I fucking told you not to do that shit, and the fucking readers don't listen to shit, and then the fucking shit goes up, and then the fucking fire goes up.

Well, what's it look like after?

Anyway, let's get out of here and get out of here before I make a fucking sound.

Oh, and, um, have a good Thanksgiving. It's been a while, but when do you want to rest?