Limit Breaker

"Tsk. You've arrived."

Among the American talent who were divided into two teams to kill planet predators and Necromancers, Yuan found them shooting up buildings to kill Necromancers with their tongues crossed.

"An alien creature may belong to the Cali Empire, but you'll deal with me. I don't know if you think it's foolish to insult me, or if you've set a high risk for me." "

I don't know what to say about this profound sense of frustration and recognition, but Doyun moved to the territory he created because he had to deal with them all by himself without the help of Azura.

From the moment I decided to attack this city, I embarked on creating my own territory because it was clear that American talents would attack them.

Generally, the only wizards people know are those one-dimensional wizards who can wield magic behind warriors or strengthen their allies through buffs.

Of course, a wizard's true fear of wizards reveals its true value in the realm he designed from beginning to end, although he must have a strong barrier to protect himself to exert great power.

'Those monsters have gathered fewer zombies than I expected... No, let's not get too full right now.'

Perisha ordered you to attack the American army rather than capture the city. Now that you know how to attack yourself, you can bring them into your realm and deal with them.

Doyun leads her own five Flesh Golems and begins her journey to her realm with Iris.

Obviously, they are experienced and capable of responding to these abilities, but they do not know how frightening the wizard who built the realm is.

"I'm looking forward to it. I don't know how much more hell I can make."

It took Azura a little time to leave to attack the attackers who were coming towards them, but I didn't doubt that she would come back with a lot of experience.

If it seems really dangerous, Perisha will send the soldiers on her own.

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Physical strength is the foundation of all sports.

That's why Aaron tried to maintain his stamina anytime, anywhere, and ever since he became an eighth grade body enhancer wearing a bio-nano suit, he had to run all day long without resting and barely exhausted.

"Huff… huff…."

However, he could see his strength dropping as he was sweating in a few minutes.

"Suck!"

At that time, Asura's fist shot out quickly, with a rougher gasification.

Kuaa--!

When Aaron felt the pressure of his fist on his forehead, he saw a vision of his brain and flesh splatter being sprayed as one side of his head was torn off.

"Hehe!"

Aaron opened the streets in a panic, and Asura slowly approached him in a relaxed manner.

It is often thought that attacks consume more health than defenses, and this is actually the way they work.

However, the situation was the opposite.

The attacking side doesn't sweat, but the avoiding side is sweating and breathing heavily.

"Didn't other people praise you a lot for your good senses? But if you're not trained to live with your senses, you'll be soft."

Asura, who was walking towards Aaron, got into position once again with a voice that was not even hard.

"Your senses may have allowed you to flee at a slight rate, but not for a moment when you're low in stamina. Farewell, young man."

Asura chases after Aaron with his own strength, though it may seem like he's purposely blurry without breaking a sweat.

The only problem was that his talents and senses were real, so he couldn't attack easily.

"Khaat!"

Asura was now convinced that he had no more avoidable stamina, so he fled to crush Aaron's torso into pieces, and as he expected, he no longer had the stamina or strength to avoid his attacks.

You can't die like this! '

However, Aaron now met an environment where he could only go on the path of a true master, and a teacher who could present his vision, became stronger in his desire for life than before.

At that moment, Aaron had a vision of Azura piercing his position by stabbing him in the regime.

We must evade! '

Aaron once again posed to evade, preparing for Asura's regime.

50332; ex-!

Asura quickly leaps as low as he laughs at his expectations, swinging Aaron's temples with his heels, halving his torso.

At the same time, Aaron had slowed the world down like a comma by comma, but he could instinctively understand what this situation was.

'I see……. Is this... the taste of death...?'

Aaron could see that his lack of experience was once again exploited, thinking he had shown himself a parody of illusions that seemed to give him the power to live.

A flying kick strikes his temple, but Aaron's body moves slower than that.

'Too bad. I realized there are such masters in the world...' I realized that martial arts was too sporty to go on the path of a true master… but the price of that realization was death…. '

Along with his lifelong struggle with Azura, Aaron felt that his martial arts were sporty and full of life.

Alive, willing to kill your opponent.

You just can't learn with the martial arts you learn to defeat your opponent.

I felt that only when I could learn to live and control it would I be able to walk the path of a true master, but all I had left was my strength.

At that time, Aaron had a vision of how Asura's kick flew in and smashed his head in.

This sensation saved his life many times, but in the end, he was exploited by his opponent and rushed to his death.

At that time, I remembered the advice he gave me when I was fighting Gunho (the god of the South Palace) in my head.

- Competence is simply controlling the other person's power at their own will. What you're doing is just spilling the enemy's power, and you can't control it in any real way. -

- And what about proper enforcement?... This is a little hard to say. Should I force you to say that you're not against the flow? -

- Flow is not out of order. Rather than overcoming the waves as a sailor, I feel the flow of the waves and adapt to them. -

Why did this idea come to mind at the end?

An illusion that you've never been to before? Admiration?

Now that I'm standing here, what else can I do?

- A master who has mastered the principle of true mastery can change the flow of power by swinging it lightly. This must be the condition that you can see your opponent's flow first. -

'Flow……. Change the flow...'

Having a vision of how Asura's attack would take place, Aaron slowly raised his hand in a comatose world and grabbed Asura's ankle about 10 centimeters from reaching his temple.

And I hunched down instinctively, without thinking.

Kuang!!

"Huff!?"

Out of the comatose world, the flow returned to its original state, and there he found himself pulling Asura's ankle and lowering her body to the ground.

"You little brat!"

Asura burst into old age easily because of the humiliation of her child or because of her temperament and life. She grabbed the floor with her arms and stabbed him sharply into Aaron's body with her feet.

However, Aaron once again sees a vision of his torso shattering, turning his torso and grabbing his ankle with both hands.

At the same time, Azura takes the direction of power, and begins to proudly exert power towards Aaron who grabbed his ankle.

'I can feel it. I can feel the power flowing in their direction.'

Sweat flows through his body and he has no strength to clench his fists, but he twirls around in the flow of power, snatching Asura's ankle and sending her flying.

"Huff!?"

Kwachang!

Asura flew away while Aaron held his ankle, smashing into an abandoned car with a moaning.

The first is coincidence, even if it repeats itself.

Asura, whose fury reached the end of her head, went through a series of ridiculous things, and her fury subsided.

"Huff… huff…."

Aaron is giving out a faint groan that seems to be going down right now.

Of course, I stood defenselessly with my arms hanging cold, rather than attacking.

However, Azura was able to feel a lack of emptiness in the appearance of such a defenseless Aaron.

Others would run thinking they'd made a mistake or cheated, but as a magician, Azura could feel what Aaron was like.

"Ha. Hahahaha. Hahahahahahahaha!"

And he blew up the lighthouse, and just now, his demon-like expression began to unravel.

"I see. You've enlightened me on the principles of mastery. There are often times when death is right in front of your eyes, but I can't believe I'm going to give the other person a performance."

At that time, I could see American talent coming from afar from the eyes of Asura, hearing the commotion.

Moreover, if Aaron takes time away from his attack while he is ecstatic, he is surrounded by these abilities.

How scary the violence of numbers was, and I wanted to never experience it again as Azura, who felt desperate to deal with China that no matter how strong the talents with different abilities combined, they couldn't win with one kind of power.

"My name is Asura. What's your name?"

"Aaron… Aaron Macfield……."

"Aaron... Yeah, I'll keep that name in mind. Next time, I won't make the same mistake of underestimating your skills."

So, Aaron's name was engraved on his head, and he began to flee before the talents came, confirming that he could not see his calling, and then retreated to the 'realm' that she had made.

"Chase! One left to take the wounded!"

As the one who looks like a leader raises his voice and commands, the lowest performing person approaches Aaron.

"Are you okay!?"

"……."

Fluffy...

"Hey! Wake up!

As Aaron was relaxed in the face of an ally, he fell down exhausted, and this powerhouse built him up and moved him to the roof of a perfectly safe building, rather than knowing when the zombies would arrive.

'Ah... Th-that's it... Next time... I too...'

The next time Aaron decides to kill himself, he is also more mature and unconscious.

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Readers, I'm very happy right now.

The dragon dogma, which I've always wanted to do but couldn't do as a language barrier, has become a hundred percent.

And it took me a while to translate these two games, the Dark Kiss Dungeon, that I wanted to drive myself crazy.

Ha... Please don't do this... At least give me time to write...

The real body is divided into two parts. One is a game, one is a repetition of writing.

If there's a secret to splitting your body in two, I live with a real slave contract. I want to do so much!