Limit Breaker

"Shit. What the hell is going on?"

The pilots transporting Bred's team are struggling to figure out how to react when the cargo bay doors are open.

Plus, if you're secretly preparing for an ambush or ambush and you walk on the radio unnoticed, the flow may break.

Specialists before a group show off their best teamwork to understand each other as if they were one body, although not as talented as the individual.

In some battles, even without radio contact, the atmosphere, flow, and eyes alone cleared the mission, so no one in China knows Bred's military presence.

That's why the two pilots weren't foolish enough to reveal themselves, though they wondered, 'Maybe there is a plan.'

"Oh! Th-that one!"

"!!"

At that moment, the co-pilot who saw something screams in horror.

Several people flew out of the open cargo bay gate.

"That outfit... It can't be...!"

Basically, pilots related to airplanes generally had to be eye-catching, and they were among the most eye-catching people in China who couldn't join the military with glasses, so they were able to see their outfits clearly.

Some were easily dressed, while others were wearing clothing and bulletproof vests for special forces.

Moreover, those who remembered Haas's unique weapon, which was a huge size and matching heavy power suit, could find him among the flying men thrown out of the cargo bay gate.

One peculiar thing was that the living were warping their arms and legs in the direction of their powerless blown power due to fear and the desire to live.

The pilots and the co-pilots were embarrassed and unable to speak to each other as the uniforms of the special forces were flying away.

"……."

"……."

In their heads, they were filled with negative thoughts such as "No way," "No way," etc.

Even so, Bred's team has been successful in stopping countless terrorists and has been successful in subduing and arresting Across' seventh-grade dynamics.

In the 10 minutes since they broke into China and gained world-class fame? For a terrorist on a plane hijacking?

Eventually, the pilots decided to check the interior of the implicitly open cargo car gate and moved to the rear of the hijacked passenger plane while turning.

And what they saw there was a class B monster movie.

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Boom, boom! Pair!

"Well, it's been 10 minutes. Let's start as promised."

As he clapped, Jiwoo focused on the attention of the hostages and glanced at their weapons once.

They were all fully armed, such as holding golf clubs, fans, kitchen knives, etc., but the aspiration to survive was the same.

Jinwoo jabs at Riellus, and she walks boldly out to the hostages.

"Khh……."

"Oh... It's coming...!"

"Hiic!"

As she approaches, the hostages take a step back in a terrified look.

No, Riellus, who had a disgusting appearance with eight eyes, including up to his forehead, intuited that something was mixed up with their disgust, lowered his head as if he didn't understand what they looked like.

"Oh, you're so pretty. I don't know why everyone treats you like a monster."

'Especially when I get down on my knees and feel like a Pelagio and try to lift me up.'

Those who like Pelazio like to give in to their opponents like to have women put their stuff in their mouths.

There, when tastes become dull, they can be divided into many different kinds of segments. Jin Woo's favorite expression is the expression of a female slave who likes to kill herself with hatred or anger, tearing her eyes at the agony of pain caused by the powerful expression, and rather, is happy to be stabbed in the throat while obeying herself.

In the case of Riellus, I liked the unique feeling that the eight eyes were looking up at him, as well as the characteristics that he had enjoyed from other games to extraordinary women who were not like humans.

The problem is, it's not for the average person.

"As promised, I won't use Riellus' mutant abilities. If we do that, it's only fair that we unravel him now, isn't it?"

Hostages thought that the spider's eye was caused by a mutation in the body, and Jungwoo added horses to enhance the aggressiveness of those hostages.

"Oh, and the way Riellus is back to his old self is pretty cute. If you win, I'll give you the right not only to protect your life, but to do as you please with her."

Some of the more aggressive men swallowed dry water in her appearance with a fairly sophisticated and sexy-looking figure when only eight eyes returned to normal.

"Th-that's... that's true?"

Some bite suspiciously, but Jinwoo nods lightly.

"I never lie. If I want to kill you, I want to die. If I want to save you, I want to save you. Ah, of course, after returning to the boarding cabin, you must follow the rules as a hostage. Is this the basics?"

How much trust he felt in explaining his discipline after they had survived, and the hostages all swallowed dry water and stared at Riellus.

"Here, Riellus. Return to your original form."

Cough!

As soon as his command is completed, both legs of Riellus crumble and turn into a huge mass.

"Huh?!"

"W-what!"

Quadrud--!

When I heard the sound of bones crumbling, the sound of flesh and bones clumping together and turned into a giant black round mass, the hostages instinctively felt that something was wrong.

Gaaaah!

However, their sentiments did not last long. A giant spider's front leg protrudes and three legs protrude from it.

Gaaaah!

Four legs protruded from the other side, raising the body on the ground.

Tsutztsu...

A massive black mass slowly begins to form a spider, and as the eyes protrude into all sides of the spider's signature, the images of the hostages start to spread in horror in her retina.

"Kiiii-i-i-i-i!"

"Ahhhh!"

"What! What is that?!"

Returning to its original form, Riellus makes a scraping iron roar, and at the same time, a scream of horror erupts from the hostages.

"I've been back."

That's when Iris pulls out all the dead bodies from the inside.

As the men who have handled each hand until now are dragged out, they jab outside the gate of the cargo compartment and mutter indistinctly.

"Throw it away."

"Yes."

Unlike other slaves, the mechanical, expressionless answer makes you swing your right hand forcefully, and the corpses that were dragged around in her right hand are thrown away.

Huff!

After that, he threw the bodies again with his left hand, and several corpses flew out of the cargo bay by her power. After being caught in the wind, he quickly got out of sight, swinging his arms and legs.

"Oh, this is an unexpected guest."

In the form of flying corpses, pilots who were piloting the aircraft turned to the rear of the passenger plane and revealed themselves.

"Riellus. Don't mind the spectators. Start hunting." "

"Kiiiiiiiy!!"

At his command, Riellus once again roars, swinging his front leg up and down, and the arm appears to have disappeared momentarily in the eyes of the commoners who are losing reflexes.

"Eh……?"

When the front legs of the spider are visible again, at the same time, a man in the front row looks over his body at the strange senses he feels in his body.

'Huh? Why do my eyes…….'

The man's consciousness, strangely feeling as if his vision was flaring to the left and to the right, was cut off from there.

Uahhhhhh!

Kung-

As his body split to the left and to the right, guts were cut in half and red blood was spilled onto the floor, and a huge pool of blood was created in an instant.

"Ugh... Ahhhhhhh!!"

The hostages who felt that what was right in front of them was not a vision were scattered in all directions, screaming.

However, the area where they could escape was extremely limited, and about three hostages rushed towards the entrance to the cabin guarded by Jinwoo.

"Oops, that's far enough."

Tatattan!

With the firepower of the weapons embedded in the Power Suits so strong, he aims at the legs of the hostages running towards him, holding the SMG in both hands of a special squad of slaves.

Tata, Tata, Tata--

"Shhh!"

"Ahhhh!"

With a loud thud as you pull out the silencer, the hostages are roughly twisted in their legs, unable to cope with the pain.

Boom!

At the same time, when Riellus stabbed the hostages with his front leg in a row, the three hostages became skewers.

"Khh... Cough..."

"Glug glug..."

"Keheh……."

The three men with penetrated abdomen scream and struggle in pain, but Riellus whips his front leg around and throws all the men in his front leg.

"Th-this is a vision! This is a fantasy!"

At that time, a man cried out because he was hallucinating.

"There have been a lot of organizations that have been trying to command monsters to power them, but they've all failed! I heard you can't power a monster in the United States, so you put your hands and feet up! So this is absolutely a fantasy!"

He shouted, whether he wanted to hypnotize himself or someone who knows the world of this ability better than ordinary people, to make him realize that this is a fantasy.

"Oh? Can you still think like that? Are you sure this is a bad idea? Unfortunately, the monster in front of you is real."

"Don't be fooled! Trying to deceive us into illusions...!"

Whether he didn't like the roar of the man or not, Riellus slammed his shoulder down with his fang-sharp front leg, and the man cried out in agony that seemed to make sense.

"Shhhhh!"

Puck!

The boy's wrist size is subsequently pierced into the man's abdomen with a giant venom, and the man feels the pain of a burning body, but does not scream properly.

"Huff…."

The venom injected into the man's body started to melt his visceral, bone tears, and instead of screaming, he only emitted a groan that seemed to escape the air in his lungs.

After a short time, as his whole body grows colder and colder, Riellus instinctively began to suck out melted bones and visceral liquids, instinctively feeling that the time had come.

Tsuuh-

Enemy, enemy, enemy!

The frozen hostages could hear the sound of the flesh chewing with the sound of the sucking liquid, without even screaming when the body of the man who had just lived was drying up.

Exactly when she sucked the body of a living person, Jinwoo was grabbing the steak with her bare hands and eating it as she ate it.

"Hmm, I didn't eat it just yet. It tastes a little less. Hey, can you bite him with your teeth?"

Dory. Dory.

Though a ginger ale covered in steak sauce was bitten from the mouth, Riellus shakes his head to the left and to the right because it was impossible to eat meat due to the spider's physical structure.

"Tsk. I can't help it. Keep eating."

Nod. Nod. Nod.

With a nod, Riellus turns to the stiff hostages, unable to scream. As the giant eight eyes raise their lives and face the prey, some weakened men begin to incontinence.

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There are some criticisms that I personally find really intolerable.

Can't write? I can accept that I'm not a good writer myself.

Problem with setting up? It's also my common sense, my knowledge, so we have to accept that. Rather, if you're going to criticize me for this, it's also good for my basic common sense.

What I can't stand is the critique of, "Why are there so many stories?"

The comments window, as you can see, is the chapter of peaceful societies, where only the gentlemen of darkness live.), but often there are disruptive molecules that appear without your knowledge.

Of course, I just accept or ignore the above (blocking you when swearing is added), but if I don't write anything that ridicules my mental state because of hard language scenes, I often get swearing, etc.

Now, the two issues above, if you can convince me by comment or admit to my mistakes, would that be a bit of a problem?

Well, to be honest, I'm a pervert, but there doesn't seem to be a problem with just expressing it globally.

I can understand some very unusual writings in the early stages of "I can't see it like this. I can't help but appreciate their enthusiasm, because some of you keep following me around and putting bad comments on them."

There's only one thing I want to say. I'm a pervert, and this novel is a pervert, so please stop poking me.