Limit Breaker

A small forest surrounding the main street of Rothschild.

There were three powered men running in the same direction with Liliya and her.

"Haaa... Haaa...!"

Blah!!

Lillia places an ice sheet a few steps in front of the hundred-millionaires, who are determined to dispose of any survivors on the subject of machines, and her sudden ice sheet makes her legs slip gradually.

Ordinary people may be limited in falling or near-balancing, but his artificial intelligence landed on the ground by turning low, so as not to overwhelm the joints with slippage rather than embarrassment.

Suddenly, if the person who was running in front suddenly jumped suddenly low, the people behind him would be embarrassed, but the few hundred thousand who were following him spread out to the left and to the right, and followed those who ran away.

“Electrical readiness! ”

However, thanks to you, I was able to buy you some time.

The longer it takes to create a gap of just a second, the more meaningful it may be, but it will be enough to kill a few people in a matter of seconds.

As the squatters slight to the left and to the right, they rush toward Lillia, where there is a damp mist that was not before.

“Now!”

In charge!!

The electricity spread out in the hands of this powered person who was fleeing ahead of Liliya, confirming that he was in the cold, damp mist.

The squatters, who were all damp, were attacked, trembled and fell helplessly.

Spot-

Whether he slipped on the ice shelf or was too late to move, he rushes forward with the strength to crush his allies, whether they fall or not, but a teleporter reveals himself behind him with a distinctive sound of falling air.

Bauung!!

Thumroni turns to attack the teleporter that dominates his back. Only his upper half swirls like a puddle and swings his knife.

The teleporter quickly flew backwards, and the strongest of them rushed towards him, restoring their torso like a bulge to deal with the nearest enemy…….

“Rrrrgh!”

Suddenly, a cyborg, equipped with mechanical parts, protrudes out of nowhere and throws his palm towards his torso.

Boom!!

A bone-like iron rod protrudes from the palm of your hand, striking the body of a hunchback, and the teleporter, waiting for the cooldown of the teleport to return, pulls out the axe you hid in your waist dance.

Disperse!

The handle is made of wood and does not seem like a very good item. At the speed of a bullet, the blade of the axe plunges deeply into his head.

In addition, the axe was inserted back into the teleporter's hand as if someone was using the psychic force.

A tomahawk used by the Indians. Of course, he was also an artifact, so the same power was possible now.

Several of the Talents successively attacked and defeated a few hundred thousand.

But it's not time to let go.

There was still no time to rest because the screams of the people were echoing far and wide.

Those who fled in the same direction with Liliya began to breathe a little, then again as far away from the jihad as possible, and it was only after they had run for 30 minutes without rest that they were able to launch an attack on the enemy.

“Hah... Hah... ”

“Phew……. ”

Those who thought they were safe had just begun to relax for a moment, sitting helplessly or leaning somewhere, but the atmosphere was so heavy that only breathing filled the surroundings.

“Phew… damn…. ”

At that time, a man opened his mouth pitifully.

“Even if those traitors weren't alone...! ”

The man was an outsider, not a Mainlander, one of those summoned when they heard that a large group of Billons attacked the Mainland.

And so, in his view, the details of the innards are almost entirely unknown, and he hates the clones of Saladin who suddenly attacked the rear of his allies.

Moreover, they all had grade 10 abilities, so it was a painful surprise for outsiders who didn't know their abilities in detail.

Villan attacking the mainland was honestly a fact that his heart stopped, but the atmosphere was going well as he fought desperately to stop the enemy's first attack.

You can win! I felt even more frustrated because it was a surprise when I came to my mind.

‘No, they didn't betray us. ’

Liliya remembers the look and eyes of Saladin's clones.

There was not a shred of death or willingness to kill an enemy on their faces as if they were bewitched by something.

It is a typical mind control symptom.

The question was, when, where, and how, can we simultaneously brainstorm so many replicated humans?

‘Nam-gu god……. ’

I remembered the name of a man in Lillia's head.

The God of the South.

They are called the Heroes of Prophecy, and they use magic and the power of a power of power utilizing nothing.

During a three-way conference, Perisha insisted that she would use a high-level curse on her soul.

Everyone else says, 'There must be something we don't know. &' 93; It & '92; s deception that led us astray in a strange direction. &' 94;

Liliya argued quite strongly, but in the end, this Satan appeared without accepting the existence of fiction.

‘More powerful than ever. ’

Not only that.

Overall, the power of the Tritiac itself has been greatly enhanced.

Until now, if the number had been reduced thoroughly through an ambush using the characteristics of jihad and the specialty of its troops, the Three Tai Pole would be expected to win an all-out battle.

Of course, some of Saladin's clones launched an ambush from behind, but if they continue to be brainwashed and become an axis of the Tritiac, they will be able to stand in a favorable position even if they consume the United States.

So far, it has gained a strategic advantage over Jihad's ability, up to a military advantage.

The power of all the executives in the Tritiac has been increased, and now that I have Saladin's clones, I have the most powerful power in the upper room.

‘If I had known this would happen... I would have.... ’

He loved himself more than Jinwoo, so he betrayed himself for his success.

However, that betrayal has made me a fugitive now.

‘Wherever is good, let's hide and start from the bottom. ’

With her ability, she could start over from the ground up and form some sort of organization.

This time, when I decided not to be greedy, but to step up again,

Fasasa--!!

“Enemies...! ”

Phew!

A black ingot protrudes out of the forest, cutting their throats at an incredible rate.

Teleporters and electrical emitter capabilities.

When the teleporter felt dangerous, it instinctively used the teleporter to spread the distance, and the movement of the black figure was at a rate that exceeded that of the teleporter's cognitive abilities.

“Ugh... Turn it off...! ”

“Glug glug...! ”

The two sliced throats curled up and scratched at the ground, scratching at each other, but without looking back, they tried to kill all the survivors of Rothschild....

“Is that Lily?"

Then, Liliya's eyes met the eyes of the Black Ingot.

“… Shelly……. ”

“... Just in case... You really betrayed Rosschild..." ”

One cyborg who was able to survive near Lillia sensed that two people knew each other, but even more importantly, she carefully examined the internal weapons within her body.

Heave-ho!

Cyborg listens as he bends one knee, takes off the clothing part of his bent knee and shoots a spark...

Boom!!

... As you try, a bullet from somewhere pierces the cyborg man's glabella.

Naturally, his entire body was compromised by the nature of the modified cyborg, but he died from a single bullet.

“Noah……. ”

Liliya turns her head toward the direction the bullet flew in, and sees Noah with two handguns equipped with silencers.

“Look, I saw what I saw, right? ”

Then, Harin, who had taken over the sky, glanced down at Liliya with a cold expression.

According to Harin's claim to have found Lillia fleeing into the woods, Seli and Noah tracked her back, killing the visible powers of Roschild, and eventually getting caught up with her.

Lilya was intuitive.

That's it for you.

Jin Woo horribly dislikes someone betraying him.

Perhaps it is very likely that Iri will succeed and become an uncomfortable creature even after death.

“... What are you going to do with me now? ”

“Kill him. You must pay for betraying your master." ”

Noah aims his gun with a cold yet lively voice, and at the same time Shelley and Harin prepare for an attack.

One in three... No, if you're lucky enough to stop two, you'll die in the third attack.

Lillia begins to gather her strength because she expected it to be so, but didn't want to die doing nothing.

“Let me ask you one question. ”

“… tell me. ”

Noah asked me to think for a moment and then speak to her voice, wanting to ask her one last question before dying.

“The last time I saw you, you clearly didn't have this much power. Was there a hidden function in the suit we were paid for? ”

“Foot.”

The first one to answer her question was Harin's ridicule.

“Well, you can't help but wonder, since the treacherous and inferior have suddenly become stronger. ”

“ ……. ”

It was a hostile detail, but I was really curious about Lillia, so I waited for an answer.

“A few days after your disappearance, I made a drug called the Inner Office of this weapon. We call it the Stone of Life. Cecilia and Aki who ate it became younger in their late 20s. ”

After Shelley answered, Noah explained further.

“It increases life expectancy while replenishing human health, and also raises the power of these abilities with collateral effects. We ate them all so we could have a grade 10 power source. Apart from the power of the suits. ”

“ ……. ”

Life Stone? Younger?

I thought it was definitely the power of the suit, so I was Liliya who was devastated by the list of unexpected words, but soon after, I recited the name of a person.

“Southern Palace God……. ”

“Correct.”

Shelley gives a light answer to Liliya's answer.

“Ha-ha-ha…. And that man... ”

The God of the South.

Without him, none of Saladin's clones' weaknesses would have been revealed forever, and without him, they would not have been obsessed with the notion that they were weaker than others.

That didn't make any sense.

To be so versatile, to be able to become a tower of an organization, to be satisfied with the work of a man called Jinwoo.

After all, if I had only known more about the power of the Southern Palace, if I had only delayed the betrayal a few days, I would have been able to go further than I am now, …

“… that's all over now……. ”

They were all delusions.

As there are no IFs in history, there were no IFs in life that had already passed. There is only the reality of your choice and the future.

“Now that I've answered your question, this time answer ours. Why did you betray your master? ”

Noah asks why she betrayed you, and Lillia answers with a bitter look on her face.

“I... considered my own ambition above all others. I'd rather have Factor Two admit it, but in my position, Factor Two was not the only Factor Three. That's why I betrayed you for the protection of Ross Child. That's how I wanted to rebuild my organization publicly. Although I will continue to be spoken by the Rothschild family, at least I am the number one in my organization……. ”

I want to go up high.

Up high where no one can look down.

That's it.

That was Lillia's life and goal, which was only a courtesan.

“I see. The master kept wondering why you betrayed him. So... get some rest."

At the end of the conversation, Noah signaled to both of them with his eyes, and at the same time prepared to use his abilities to attack.

Lillia also tried to make every effort to survive by drawing as much power as she could, but her eyes had already been the eyes of someone who knew her future and had been set in motion.

Taang!!

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Maybe if Jinwoo's group were an ordinary group of people, it would be bad for the Rothschild family.

In the end, everything that runs the organization is money, but no matter how strong the organization is, it becomes a mess in no time.

However, Samtaegeum has a deformed structure that can't be used to rob others and run organizations, so it is possible to do this now because the power of money has become untouchable.

Before that, he brainwashed Salahadin's clones.

Eighty-seven at ease, anyway! Aaahhhh!

... I said, but I don't know what would happen if I wrote a scene like "Empress," but I just changed the story to "End in 87" with the exception of "Empress and" Abel ";

Maybe we can solve 900 comfort scenes, which is impossible, but...

For your information, we've already set an end date. I pick the three most important things in a novel: probability, inevitability, and endings.

Probability and handwriting are essential elements of a good novel, but no matter how good these two ends are, I personally think they are very poor in quality, even if they are priceless in Nobel literature.

So the end that I've made is somewhat entertaining, but it's also commendable that I've managed to make sure that all the hard work up until now doesn't feel so futile.

Fast forward to the next epidural!