Limit Breaker

Jihad Medical Center.

"Hooaaahhhh!"

After relaxing in an oxygen capsule and eventually falling asleep, Pericia comes out of the capsule, pushing her base.

Originally, I tried to persuade Masjid to leave rather than notice her, but I was unable to get out by Iscilia, who was taking care of her, and finally took a deep breath.

Seeing that she's not here right now, I want to make sure she's asleep and headed somewhere.

'Maybe he went to his master.'

Maybe they were united in the first place around their master, Jin Woo.

Of course, it is easy to predict everyone's behavior.

'Well, I'm still feeling refreshed because I slept well, physically exhausted.'

Oxygen capsules are said to help recover from fatigue, recover from injuries and make up, and are often used by athletes.

'It was an unexpected situation, but it was the end of the Rothschild family.'

After a good night's sleep, Ferrissa began to understand the situation with a relaxed smile as she uncovered the weaknesses of the unexpected Roschild family.

If it was a DNA structural problem due to any attributes or special circumstances, she would have been quick to attack as soon as she checked the information before supplementing the problem, but there was nothing urgent about her knowing that the replicated humans' weaknesses were black magic or curses.

What are you gonna do when you find out what's wrong? If we apply cutting-edge technology, can we avoid the curse of dark magic? '

Dark magic and curses.

Once upon a time, she vomited a ridiculous laugh and felt like she was escaping, but she experienced the study of the magic of the Southern Palace. She knew better than anyone that the technology of modern science was impossible to measure.

'Once I have protected my body from the curse, I will put a curse on my hair as a medium.'

This side is already ready to cut off the opponent's head, but the opponent is determined to survive and is making all sorts of moves.

Perhaps the scientist who created the replicated human, or the head of the Rosschild family, both get nervous every day on a platter.

'Hehe. It feels good to imagine them struggling in vain.'

I think Ferrissa has been bitten by Jinwoo in many ways.

Once upon a time, I would have taken up arms fighting in the name of efficiency.

'By the way, in the prophecy that my master did not even reveal himself... it must be related to the Southern Palace.'

Just as she predicted.

According to the prophecy, the Rothschild family was successful in the production of replicated human beings, and white-famous Weller Rothschild was frustrated with the idea that the Pentagon would not spare any support.

However, Weller Rothschild was looking positively at the Pentagon's pure function, so he was going to end up only touching the god they were pushing so far as not to die.

Performance tests also led to several replicating humans, but naturally replicating humans that were appropriately touched by the Southern Palace gods and their colleagues with all of their previous abilities quickly retreated.

God gained the hair of one of the replicating humans in that battle, and experienced the power of replicating humans more powerful than he thought. He put a powerful curse on the hair as a medium to reduce even one enemy's identity.

But the curse caused all clones to die, and Walter Rothschild was baffled by the sudden death of all clones.

No matter how hard he looked, he couldn't figure out why. He eventually decided that Salahadin had failed, buried Dr. Kaid, who had destroyed his astronomical fortune, and destroyed everything related to clones.

Clones who don't show up after a single engagement.

The Pentagon's prophecy had nothing to do with replicating humans, because the mysterious battle was all about information.

I don't know about the details, but Ferrissa was able to understand the end.

'I don't know what happened to the battle, but the result must have been the death of all the clones, cursed by the god of the South Palace.'

Otherwise, this kind of power cannot be exhausted by the prophecy.

There is a myth that twins born together can sometimes feel the crisis of other twins by supernatural forces, although this myth is sometimes right.

But what if it's not just twins, it's the same person?

What if they're clones of a single human gene?

The current phenomenon proves that the souls of the cloned humans are one.

'... and I would have died with him.'

All clones were killed by the curse.

Then Pericia would also have died suddenly and unexpectedly and would not have stood out to the world.

'Now I know. Why I couldn't show myself in the face of the Earth's crisis.'

She did not doubt that her abilities could play a substantial role in the Earth's crisis.

Nevertheless, in the prophecy, he felt invisible, so he did not favor an individual who was killed or incapable of being attacked by the Kali Empire.

"Haha…."

Turns out he was already dead.

Perisha smiles nonsense.

What if I can't be with my master?

What if the Master didn't turn to the God of the South Palace?

'That's why life is strange.'

A life that can be survived thanks to a fate contrary to the existence of Jinwoo.

Jinwoo may be called the Incarnate of Evil and the Slayer to others, but it is no exaggeration to Perisha that she is the Savior of Souls.

"Knng, knng."

'By the way, I smell sweaty sleeping. Let's go wash up.'

As she shoved her nose at the back of her arm, she smelled it and headed straight to the shower...

"Oh, you're so patient."

Just as I was about to, Jin Woo opened the door to the medical room and went inside.

I had already played with someone, and the scent of dark semen was already filled my body.

"Yes, your consideration has made me healthy again. Phew."

Perisha smiled and replied with a smile that she could not hate, and smiled without knowing if she had just had another thought.

"Huh? What is it? Why are you laughing all of a sudden?"

Jinwoo tilted her head, not knowing why she was laughing, and she explained to Jinwoo what she had learned that she wanted to explain to him.

"That explains why a talent like you couldn't even be seen."

Jinwoo, who knew better than anyone, wondered why she hadn't even given up on the prophecy.

Turns out he was killed by the god of the Southern Palace, the hero of the prophecy.

"At first, I smiled because I thought that the person who made me promise not to get involved was my master, and I survived because of it."

"Huh? What? That's what you thought of me?"

"Yes. Other people would have stood up to you for your pride, but I decided I shouldn't be picking on you when you liked to torture others. Well, somehow it got tangled up."

Wise people have a strong sense of pride.

Especially, "Oh, you ignorant bastards." I knew I couldn't hang out with these inferiors. 'It is easy to fall into a kind of democracy.

However, Perisha did not have such arrogance despite having an outstanding brain.

She knows that no matter how brilliant she is, eventually one person can see everything and take responsibility for it.

In fact, I often forget a few trivial things.

"As expected, getting you was the right answer."

Jinwoo says that, then approaches Ferrissa, who is intuitive of what he wants. She quickly takes a step back and opens her mouth.

"W-wait a minute! I'm sweating in my sleep... Ugh...!"

At that moment, Perisha sensed that she had made an enormous mistake.

Heh heh heh.

As proof of that, Jin began to cast off his clothes with a perverted smile on his face.

"Huh-huh-huh……. Even sweaty females are pretty tasty."

Enjoying the body of a woman who is ashamed of the sweat.

If you are a sadistic classmate, you should not be reluctant, but rather rejoice.

"Hahahaha!"

"Gaaaah! Gaaah!" Knng! Knng! "

Bad predictions always match up correctly.

Perisha screams at the peeling hands of Jinwoo, but there is no one who can save her.

Perisha and Jinwoo quickly became naked.

He gives you a nasty smile and grabs her right wrist and forces her up.

He then pushes his nose towards his armpit and starts snoring excessively.

"Knng, knng, knng."

"Gaaaah!! Don't take it! Don't take it!!"

I still smell the sweat on my body, and Ferrissa blushes from embarrassment to her ears, sniffing like a dog and concentrating only on the smell there.

"Heheh heh heh. The sour smell has a strange addiction. Well, what do you think?"

Bite-

"Hehe!"

Lick your tongue up inside your armpits. Not only did he lick it with his tongue, he licked it with his tongue.

Perisha is embarrassed because she is sweating, but her armpits are highly activated because she is conscious of the most shameful places.

Jinwoo, who licked his armpits for fun, began poking the deepest part of her armpits with his tongue to see if the over-reaction of the Perisha was fun.

"Hiic……! Ahhh...!"

A thick tongue that continuously caresses sensitive armpits.

"Are you so ashamed of your sweat? '

Jin Woo didn't understand what it was because he was so ashamed.

It smelled a little sour, but it felt different than an unpleasant feeling because it smelled overall.

"I knew it was fun to be ashamed of Ferrissa. What's the next thing that comes up with the idea of harassment?"

Then Jinwoo began to gently caress her breasts, or stimulate her buttocks and vaginas.

"Ahh... Ahh... Master..."

Each time Jinwoo's affection continued, the sound of Ferrissa's breath became sweeter and her bright brain knew too well how to enjoy her body.

"Please... make a fool out of me..." "

"Yes, it whitens your head and makes you very stupid. Expect."

A man's need to rule is not just about dominating women.

I want to rule strong women, I want to rule rich women, I want to rule smart women, I want to rule other men's women, etc.

There is a desire for the majority of 'males' to press women according to their individual preferences and make them express pleasant moaning with their own penises.

Naturally, eunuchs with all kinds of sexual tastes, with the exception of hooks and gays, have developed a desire to jab Perisha, the owner of a better brain, and make her cry like an animal, like a fool.

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Better taste -_- ㅋ

I used to hate Scott, the dead fish, the gays, but the objection to Scott's side was gone. Perhaps the enema likes him, and his objection to Scott disappeared in the aftermath.

Instead, you'll always hate dead fish and gays. I will not stand for that!

PS: Ah... I feel like I'm getting better expectations than I am, so I'm afraid to look at the Rifle Spear these days... and then I think a deadly warrior will come out and break my mantle;