Limit Breaker

"Hnng."

Magnus groans in his absence and starts squeezing his forehead with his fingers.

In a U.S. military base, a murder that happened in a crowded area.

This was an unbelievable situation.

Some had already insisted that he should be arrested as a criminal and forcibly deprived of the knowledge he had.

What was even more disturbing was that they called the person and found out that they had only done what was described in the 'User Manual' and presented item 8 of the user manual.

-8. All warnings above take precedence over all laws and regulations in the United States. -

All the soldiers, technicians, and government officials were furious at this.

So you're telling me you're willing to commit murder and not be punished for it on an American base?

Besides, how dare you disregard the laws of the United States?

As the atmosphere escalated, there continued to be a plea for punishment against him, and Laurend Rothschild, who had decided to confront the president properly, could not conceal his embarrassment.

It's because if you really had kept your mouth shut, you wouldn't have to deal with the voices of the public demanding punishment again.

After all, Magnus, who was only impressed by Jinwoo, was busy squeezing his head together because he didn't understand why he was so capable.

The president also felt a gentle anger towards them for wanting to rise above the laws of the United States, and a sense of slowly trying to use physical means.

At this rate, he decided to go to Jinwoo and explain the situation.

No matter how shitty his personality is, he expects the president to go easy on himself.

"Jinwoo!"

Magnus runs into a private room reserved for Jinwoo, and he looks bored and sits in a chair watching the TV, greeting him with a familiar face.

"Hey, just a minute."

"Not just the liver...! This is not the time!"

He urgently opens his mouth to Jinwoo.

"Why? Oh, 'cause you killed those bums?"

"Phew... I feel uncomfortable with the 'rattlesnakes' of the president and the Rothschild family. There is a compulsive atmosphere that will use your hands to restrain you."

"Hmm! Is that so?"

Jinwoo smiled because of the favor of Magnus, but he still didn't understand.

"No, why did you kill them before? If you were good enough, you'd be able to contain it."

"Tsk. How many bastards attack because they're illegal immigrants and think they're Chinese or Japanese? The way I look at it with those bastards, it's out of control. Right?"

Jinwoo nods lightly as he approaches Gunho, who is guarding his rear.

Moreover, Magnus was well aware of what kind of people Jinwoo was.

He certainly had a human face and was a kind human being who helped him with his dreams, but he was also humbled by the cruelty of taking people's lives very simply in the process of rescuing himself who had previously been taken hostage.

I knew he had a cruel and fierce personality, but I never imagined he would take a human life so publicly.

"So, shall I start moving?"

"Moving? To where?"

"Where am I? It's a workshop. If you have a complaint against me, you can silence it."

So, as Gunnho and Jiwoo head for the workshop, Magnus follows behind, wrapping his aching goal again.

And exactly 30 minutes later, the president and Lauren came directly to the base selling their shipments.

The bio-nano-suits were completed on the right side because they announced they would do a performance test.

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"Looks like I'm on fire now."

When President Jacob heard that the bio-nano-suits, which he said would take a week after Jinwoo's murder, were made in an instant, he spoke to himself with an uncomfortable look on his face.

He also heard reports that he was going to ruin the atmosphere on the base by making it within a week, and he was also planning to physically suppress him in the part where he caused the murders.

However, after hearing a report that it was made immediately after the murder, we have no choice but to assume that the bottom line burned later and made a fuss.

Unfortunately, there was another reason for his fast-paced bio-nano suit.

- Aaron, how are you feeling? -

Three-story heights and a clearance of square footage.

Above the third floor was a spectacle made of bulletproof glass, and several officials were gathering together to anticipate what Aaron would do.

"I hear you're a Grade 8 Body Strengthener."

"To be honest, I have my own doubts about that nanosuit. Is this some kind of artificial muscle technique?"

"External power. I can do that, but I won't be able to get it until the healing function...?"

"I saw the video of how he made it, but I still don't understand. Does it make sense to just put something on and be done with it?"

Scientists and technicians debated with their own knowledge, but they had no idea how Jin Woo made them.

Anyway, in order to control the performance test, the officer holding the microphone re-opens his mouth to Aaron, who says it's okay.

- Let's start the performance test now. -

At the same time, the door opens on the wall facing Aaron, and there are three Power Suits and Hellhounds that are similar to the Hellgate but slim.

Associates who had already learned about Aaron and the Hellhound pilots ahead of the test began to struggle on their own in small ways, wondering who would win.

"Even a fighter genius, the opponent is a fully armed Hellhound 3. They're ace pilots, too. Can you beat them that easily?"

"Aaron's skill is not important in this situation. It's important that Hellhound attacks are carried out barefoot, even if they explode without hands or feet."

Yes, this is not a place to test Aaron's skills, but a test to make sure that he, who has perfect zero talents, can truly gain the power of a class 8 body enhancement in bio-nano suits.

'Everyone's not expecting me.'

Aaron was also feeling that way.

He would, because that's the Ace Pilot in action against these abilities, and he was a test subject confirming the performance of an uncertain object called a bio-nano suit.

Aaron turned his head for a moment and saw Jinwoo and Gunho staring down at him over the bulletproof glass. He had to suppress the struggle he felt every time he saw them.

After wearing living nano suits, an uncontrollable force rose from his body, but every time I saw them, a struggle and defeat was suppressing him.

'Finish quickly. And then…….'

End the feeling of defeat that oppresses your body!

- Are you both ready? -

In the officer's voice, questioning the situation on both sides like the referee, I sent a signal that all four of you are fine.

On the count of -3, we will begin. 1… -

As the countdown begins, the three Hellhounds have the power to strike on all sides while holding their formation in sections.

- … 2… 3! -

Quadruple!

"Huh?"

"Oh…?"

Suddenly, the atmosphere of distraction disappeared.

He will as soon as he counted 3, Aaron's figure, shot forward, disappeared, and the Hellhound in front of him was smashed into the wall with the sound of something breaking.

Instead, Aaron stands with his fist extended.

-Damn it! -

One of the Hellhound pilots quickly flew up into the sky using a booster, frightened by unimaginable movements.

It was to fly up and take a peek at the opportunity.

Boom!

Aaron raised Hellhound's flank to his knees as he flew up at the right speed with the word "shot" using his golden Awakening power to the ground.

Kwazazak!

You hear the sound of the metal shattering by a strong shock.

Cough!

"Suck!"

The impact caused Aaron to stay in the air for a short period of time, as he plunged his elbow firmly into the wing bone, Hellhound, who was about to fly, crashed into the ground and became unable to move anymore.

- Aah!

After a quick sighting of the two allies, the first Hellhound started firing toward the expected landing point with a small guerrilla gun placed under the arms of both hands.

Kakacakan--!!

Aaron landed on the ground, almost amazed himself at the sight of a mini-gun firing bullets with a deafening sound in his ears.

I see it!

You see a massive amount of ammunition firing at you.

No matter how hard you train your body and eyesight, it was hard to avoid the bullets that shot this many times.

However, as Aaron entered the world of this ability, he saw the bullet slowly fly, rushing forward toward the bullet to check his curiosity and limits.

And then...

Fifi Fiping!!

Aren't all the bullets fired at him going in the wrong direction as they change trajectory?

"What the hell!?"

"Brainstorming!?"

Those who could not keep up with Aaron's movements were surprised, but those who could keep up with Aaron's movements were surprised in other ways.

I'm taking out all those bullets! '

How the hell? Even if you're an eight-grade physical enhancer, that's...! '

Surprisingly, Aaron is advancing through the back of his hand with a lot of bullets fired at him.

However, the god of the South Palace disguised as Gunho was surprised in a different sense.

'I know the subtlety of subtlety. At that age...!'

Competence.

Soft beats strong.

Often, when you apply this word to a fighter, you think of it as a counterattack that harnesses the power of the other person, but the real metaphor of the power of the other person must be perfected by the stroke of the baby.

Others appear to be rapidly firing bullets with their hands, but you can see the trajectory of the bullets flowing to the back of your hand, turning the wrist gently in the eyes of God.

Of course, although it is not perfect and has a lot of rough edges, it is clear that the movement of people who know the description of competent steel is clear.

Apparently, he's wearing a bio-nano suit, he's lightly adapted, and at that point, he's showing a movement that knows the mystery of the potentials?

'It really is the age... No, I was born in the wrong world. If he had mastered Manana, he would have been on the best path.'

If he had learned any of the mana used by the artisans or knights, he would have become a force that no one can underestimate, but this world is a world where there is neither public nor magic.

No matter how brilliant he was, he was only a layman who could not overcome the limitations of this ability, but he was reborn as a strong person who gained the power of the 8th grade of physical enhancement even higher than himself... Maybe even a 10th grade physical enhancer could not be ignored.

"Suck!"

Kudeuk!

- Rrrrgh!

Soon, Aaron, who drilled through the minigan's shell and dug inward, smashed Hellhound's chest with a light fist.

"……."

"……."

"……."

Less than a minute after we started, Hellhound Stage 3 and Ace pilots were defeated.

- T-test over! Paramedics! Move quickly! -

The officer who grabbed Mike called the paramedics in a hurry, and as the bulkhead opened, the paramedics began to gather the wounded in a hurry.

- This will end the test……. -

Anyway, now that Aaron's victory is over, the moment I said I was going to end the test,

Sok-

Aaron points his finger at someone on the third floor, beyond the bulletproof glass.

Everyone's gaze followed the presence at the fingertips, and at the end they could see the appearance of Jinwoo and Gunho.

"... Gunho."

"Yes."

In his appearance, Jinwoo, who looked arrogantly down like a Roman aristocrat who seemed to have seen a funny match, called on the name of God.

"Do it."

"How much?"

In God's question, Jinwoo thought about something for a moment and opened his mouth again.

"Half. Fighting with half the force will be fun."

"Yes, of course."

Then God answered and headed out.

Jinwoo smiled at Aaron, who was going to say, "How about meeting my bodyguard since we're done so lightly?"

You made it fast because it burns like shit?

No, I created it on purpose to tell them that if they touch them, they will get really fucked.

Others looked at them with a silly look, but Jinwoo was smiling at the expectation of seeing quite an interesting spectacle.

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Occasionally, I think there are more and more pastries like me.

Do I look like I have people looking over my shoulder?

No! I'm so glad I have a sandbag to greet you, or a colleague to greet you, even if it is for me!

I hope there are more pastries, and today the writer is beating the writer's daughter!