Limit Breaker

Spot-Kung!

About a dozen people landed on the ground at high altitudes, teleporting and physically enhanced, revealing the area where a battle broke out.

Most of them had torn clothing and red blood stains on their skin, visible beyond the torn clothing.

"Hehe! It's too late...! Psycho Meters start looking for him!"

Despite defeating all of the Slums' talents, Roschild's pursuit team was also hit by a force that was unexpectedly strong.

Two people died in the first raid, and those who acted separately from the pursuit team and prevented the retreat of the camp asked for support, attacked back and forth, and killed four people who flew free and fired machine guns, and three more druggers died before they died.

Other than that, many were injured by enemy attacks, large and small, and this is how they decided to join the retreat blocking team and track down the group, leaving only heavy casualties who could no longer fight.

The problem is that over time, it's been a long time since Jinwoo disappeared.

It was a place with a slaughterhouse-like atmosphere with torn limbs and fouled blood and guts everywhere, but they looked at the horror in front of them and looked around.

Psycho metrics in the pursuit team are complex abilities that are not only psychometric in nature, but also have the ability to fight directly, such as mind-bending and physical enhancement.

That's why some psychopaths who were injured in the battle quickly touched the heads of the corpses and confirmed their memories.

The memories of the dead come like waves, and psycho-meters focus their minds on picking out the information they need from the waves of information.

They saw a man brutally killing people, just like the face of a coworker they knew only beyond the screen, but with more visible information.

"Jin Woo is not alone, he's with two Asian women, white women."

"Women's abilities are unclear, but they must be quite competent, given their simple handling of the Slum's talents."

"Looks like someone joined the group along the way."

They didn't have time to focus on dissecting the memories, so they chose only the information they needed.

"They found their way!"

"Great! We're in pursuit now!"

One psycho Meter raised his hand to see where the group was headed, and the team leader immediately ordered a recall to resume pursuit, as if no longer needed to be read.

At that time, psycho Meter, who was touching Jack Hammer's head and checking his memory as his skull was shattered, read strange information.

"Boss! I can't remember this guy!"

"Huh?"

The pursuit team that was moving to secure Jinwoo's status gathered in his cry.

"Speak quickly!"

"Yes! According to this guy's memory, that guy over there is known to be a Grade 10 Body Strengthener! An Asian woman who was accompanied by Jinwoo unilaterally...."

"Foot!"

At that moment, even before his words were finished, someone who was particularly weak in laughter burst into laughter.

However, no one blamed or healed him for that.

He would, too.

"... you. Do you know whose puppy's name is Grade 10 Talent?"

"But still...!"

"Ah, I'm not saying you're lying. That's what the person who read the memory really thought."

In other words, the Team Leader of the Tracking Team is not unwilling to believe a member of the team, but rather not the memory of the corpse he read.

Psycho methodologies can read each other's memories, but there is no case that the information they say is 100% true.

What if the owners of the memory they read knew that 1 +1 was 3 or 4, not 2?

What if someone was using mind control to manipulate the memory?

Because there are so many problems, there is a problem that everything psycho-metre says is not 100% true.

"But that big guy is a grade-10 physical enhancer? And one of Jin Woo's women took care of him like that?"

After telling him that, he pointed a finger at him and showed him a game of chess to touch his head.

"What I'm thinking now is a video of the Grand Arc and Qiu fighting in Korea. Take a look."

Then, as I put my hands on the team leader's head and read his memories, he was able to see the video.

The battle between the Grand Arc and Qiu was a disaster.

When they fought and moved, they became a huge vortex, destroying everything. When they sat down and fought, the surrounding buildings were destroyed and destroyed.

On the contrary, the signs of a fight that took place here....

"Do you understand the difference? If you really were Grade 10 Talents, this slum would already be one-fifth destroyed."

The ground was dug a little deeper and part of the building wall was destroyed.

"This can't have been the end in the first place, but even if you were both grade 10 body-boosters, does that mean the winner's yellow monkey female triggered the situation? Have you ever heard of such a strong presence?"

"I... I don't have that..."

"Neither do I. You've never seen or felt a real Grade 10 Body Strengthener, and you think that's because you're stronger than everyone else."

"… Got it."

Psycho Meter nodded and accepted the team leader's voice.

"We've been delayed a lot! We're moving now!"

The Team Leader confirms that the team members took a short breath, then resumes pursuit.

"……."

However, psycho-metre did not hide anything.

'He was afraid of a man named Jinwoo. It's just fear of death, more than fear. What the hell does he know?'

He had read roughly the information to find Jin Woo's whereabouts and wanted to take the right time to find out what information he had, but as the team leader said, he had no time, so he had to go behind his back.

As such, the followers of the Rothschild family confirm with their group that someone joined them and initiate a movement only in the direction they were headed.

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"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk."

He was shaking excitedly with a submachine in one hand and a grenade in the other, whether he knew he had a tracker attached to him.

"An atomic bomb, a little atomic bomb, wants her inside my circular tent."

Then he pulls out the pin of the grenade and rotates his wrist in a playful pose, throwing the grenade over the window, just like a basketball hook shot.

Tsk, tsk!

"Gaaaah!!"

Inside, there was a woman screaming, and then...

Kuaang!

The sound of grenades explodes.

However, Jinwoo smiles gladly at the sound of the explosion, as if it sounded like a luscious melody. She tucks the submachine in her back pocket, takes out a grenade full of hands, pulls out pins, and throws it through any window.

"She's exactly what I want, a million times more than a TNT bomb."

Boom, boom! Boom, boom! Boom!

"It's hotter!"

"Aah!"

"Shhh!"

The sound of people's screams echoed with the explosion of grenades everywhere, but the dark smoke was rising in the background, tapping and dancing excitedly.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk."

No matter what song he sang, he traveled along the road in a brutal attack against the people who were hiding in the house.

"Ahhhh! Son of a bitch!"

At that time, a black man burst out with tears into the snow, regardless of whether his family had died or his loved one had died.

"Die!"

He swings his knife to dig out the eyes of Jinwoo, but drops the heavy submachine gun and grabs his neck, forcing his lower back to become a 'B'.

"Yaaa! Brave! Go to hell and tell him. If Jin-woo beats me to death, I'll be the most popular person in hell. This is to prove it."

Then he flicked his finger lightly onto the black man's forehead and wound the wound. After turning hard, he lowered his forehead to the ground.

Pussy!!

As if he were not capable, the head of the man who hit the ground was smashed into pieces, leaving one arm and arm of the right ear covered in blood and flesh.

"Hmmm! Smell the aromatic blood, Smell the fresh blood!"

Those who mimicked Professional Ressler's finishing skills smiled with a pleasant smell of blood, and those who were secretly watching him through the window began to tremble with fear.

I've seen a lot of crazies in the slums so far, but that's because he was one of the craziest real crazies out there.

"Hehehe. All men are big and babies, really."

"Yeah. Would he want to run like that when he grows up?"

The two women who followed with a moderate distance from the back smiled and gladly smiled as if they were cute.

When the sighted people saw the shooting, throwing grenades into people's houses, catching the angry man and killing him using professional wrestler technology, they also smiled as if the slums were insane to the residents.

Anyway, whether they're hiding out or fighting, as they make a mess of the slums, the group reaches a clearing where a lot of people can gather in narrow slums.

And there it is.

"Woohoo! So many people!"

Among the members of the slums, only outstanding talents gather to stare at the group.

Among them, the leaders of the five organizations who judged that they could no longer be left alone showed up.

"You've got some pretty tough chicks, too, huh? The slums' garbage collection?"

The slum with a mean impression makes the group look liveable, but it's a relaxing fit.

Either his appearance continues to bother you, or Iron Muscle steps forward and opens his mouth.

"Let me ask you one question."

"Oh, what an impression of a garbage can maestro on a platter! What an impression!"

"……."

Iron Muscle wanted to run out and kill him as soon as he saw the Jinwoo maintaining MyFace, but first he had something to ask.

"What are you! What's the point of invading our territory?"

This is what everyone wanted to know.

Why, for what reason, did you come all the way out here looking for something?

"There was a kid who asked me that before? I'll give you the same answer I gave him."

Then Jinwoo scratches his nostrils with his little finger and opens his mouth as dry as possible.

"Just a hobby."

"……."

"……."

"……."

"……."

Immediately, emptiness began to envelop the lively void.

"W-what...?"

"It's a hobby of the body. It's fun to trample the bastards who think they're the strongest! It's fun to enjoy life! Especially the world's second most desperate son of a bitch who didn't know defeat! Level!"

Jinwoo cries out in high tones at the top of the world.

The people gathered here began to frown at his reply.

"Son of a-bitch!!"

"I'll kill you, motherfucker!"

As well as the Iron Muscle, others started screaming as if they were vomiting fury.

Just-

Shhhhh... Kwung!

However, in their appearance, something fell from the sky and landed on the ground as Jung flicked his finger.

Those who uttered profanity in his appearance quickly became alert, keeping their mouths shut.

"What... is that...?"

"Machine……?"

"A robot…?"

"Aren't they power suits?"

What they saw was a humanoid stage with a 190cm height with black, straight gloves with a scaly color.

I don't know if it's a robot or a power suit.

Jiing -

It landed on its knees like a scene from the Terminator, raising its body in a mechanical voice, revealing its appearance as if it were to appear as a SF robot.

"You want to fight me? If we're gonna do that, we're gonna have to take this guy down."

"What? What are you talking about?"

Death Army frowns at his unilateral argument with a Marine hairstyle.

"Hey, you. You look pretty tall. Let me ask you one more question."

Jinwoo pointed to his finger and asked the opposite because he felt the view and impression of the least underboss.

"Why would an unheard scoundrel take your place and offer you a duel and accept it?"

"Ha. Why would I listen to that shit? Duel with me..."

At that moment, Des Ami silenced as he felt something strange, and Jin Woo opened his mouth as if he was waiting.

"That's my situation. Even if you want to fight me, there's no reason for me to stand up for myself or Merritt. All right, you unheard of scumbags?"

"!!"

Death Army and other chiefs impressed by his abuse.

Black Gold was the first to understand what he was saying.

"We... aren't you worthy of us...?" "

"Oh, you know what I mean by ignorant? Exactly. So if you want to attack this body, you have to prove its worth, and you have to prove its worth by fighting this guy, right?"

"Khh... khh... khh... khh...!"

Black Gold begins to laugh as if it were true to the sound of the bombs. He soon stops laughing and stares at it with a lively look.

"Yes, I admit it. You... are the one I really want to kill."

The appearance of fat, dull-looking Black Gold doesn't seem very threatening to others, but those who have fought him know better than anyone that they shouldn't judge him by his appearance.

The boss says he shouldn't move his butt so easily, but Black Gold, who has always been at the center of the organization, has committed murder by himself.

"Huh. You want to kill me? You're dreaming. You're all going to be eaten by this thing."

Jin Woo opens his mouth as he laughs at those who spread his life towards him.

"Starfish MK-2. Crush any insects you think are strong in this small trash can."

The mystery destroyed by this weapon's attack has managed to transmit battle data sparsely.

Jin Woo created a new starfish body with the bones and scales of a weapon harder than all the metals on the earth, and using the battle data collected so far, the starfish became more powerful than ever before and became the first to enter the field.

Jiing -

Starfish MK-2 began to pose like a dual mediastinum and rushed forward to launch a preemptive strike.

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FG: But when are you going to find Magnus?

Jin Woo: Just play with this.

FG: You've been playing for a while now!

Jin Woo: Just play with this.

Perisha:......

By the way, how many people want Lunatic money?

But now that I've used it again, if I see Joara rape monsters and beasts, I have to strike warnings like a knife and delete the writing...

So the answer is remake, and if you remake it, it's just a worldview, no matter how completely different the content is?

To be honest, the worldview is not bad, so even if you leave it alone, there's a lot of content development to fix, so it's very likely to be a different novel, just like the title.

But if you don't mind, try to remake it, and if you'd rather expect an external microscope, focus only on the external microscopy.