Limit Breaker

Chinese governments did not stand idly by while the three Tai Pole manufactured controllable bloodshotopies that produced robotic weapons with a stronger internal specification to create an ongoing, non-once-use force and strengthen the organization.

Like the military competition, they produced various weapons, led soldiers to exercise in the field, and even the most powerful martial arts group in China, the Pentagon, agreed to fight back together with the military when they attacked.

Moreover, it was easier to get cooperation from Russia, a military powerhouse in the United States.

Here, Russia and China decided to join hands to counter the attacks of the Taipei Pole, realizing that the removal of the Taiji Pole is not an ordinary madman, and realizing that his actions in Japan do not matter about the neurological wars or interests between countries.

In particular, Liliya, who was insulted by Qiu, led her elite squad of Special Forces members and joined the Armed Forces, making her a great source of conversation for those who knew her well.

The PRC has enough power and defenses to defend itself against whatever direction it has attacked, and has begun to build a defense against the zombie virus one by one.

Of course, Jinwoo has been throwing away everything that was left that was too boring to use with the zombie virus.

As time went on, the god, five days after he started making blood thorax, wrote his research on a little notebook in one hand.

During his five-day failed bloodshot manufacturing, he learned a new fact that the doggoorin did not know with the experience he had gained.

'Dog Moorine simply thought he should collect 100,000 people's blood, but this was not well known because he was a non-professional. If the Dark Ages, who dreamed of conquest of the world, weren't fools, and if they kept making blood instead of killing captives, they wouldn't have been caught kidnapping so many people.'

Medicine hasn't made much progress in the world of the Moorish, but the principle is that if there is insufficient blood, it can be replenished with enough food and rest.

Even one farmer who hasn't learned the right knowledge doesn't know that the leaders of the Dark Ages are trying to conquer the world.

Then, why did they have to gather blood while killing people?

The only real ingredient that you need to make a bloodshot is a hundred-thousandth of its vitality. It wasn't just collecting blood together, it was collecting the life force that escaped with it into a single point. '

to gather 100,000 life-forms together to create a hemophotomy. That's why the victims who shed blood had to vomit out their 'dead' lives.

However, it looked the same to the eyes of Muslims who were not interested in truth or magic, such as doggoorin, but only in the work of collecting life or collecting blood.

Moreover, since he had no interest in practicing his art and evolving his art, the god who had to rely only on the memory of the doggoorin encountered another problem at the same time as discovering new facts.

'But it's hard to make a real life preserver. It's impossible to proceed with the memory of a doggomorin who was no longer interested in the truth.'

It's not just the drawing that ends with the same look.

Each part has to meet the internal air, the energy, or something else that needs to be injected, and how long will it take to figure that out?

But the answer to this problem came up in other parts.

Luo Messibel, an assassin and black wizard.

There are two ways to combat, either with a thorough ranged curse or with poison, but in all-out war, you can safely cast and attack the undead monsters you created in front of you.

Due to the nature of the Black Wizards who were sensitive to their safety, Luo also created undead monsters that would protect his status or had a number of ways to strengthen himself, and among those 'ways', he came up with a magician who would gather life force and convert it into his mana.

Though his skill as a wizard may be mediocre, Luo's unparalleled memory of his safety and enhancement made him decide to use a distinct magic circle rather than relying on uncertain legislation.

God, who had erased all true and started to draw a magic circle, made a disappearance for a while in a bizarre situation where magic made coercion.

'I really want to live long in the world. Living in a world that has nothing to do with these abilities and using more power than these abilities.'

I would hate it if I could see the old self, who knew everything would be solved if I lived clean.

However, God realized with his body that a few helpless people were being trampled even more desperately if they were just and clean, and had no great guilt over the appearance of the humans used to make the blood thorax.

And if Sam Tai Jiak defeats China and turns his sword against the United States, they will try to stop themselves.

He knows he's a hero who's going to save the Earth in the future, and the Pentagon is the strongest, biggest hero organization.

When the time comes, I will ask them.

Why did you leave them?

To awaken his power, did he just watch his father die miserably and even destroy himself?

Moreover, he knew that if he was consumed by those memories, he would instinctively be something different than a god of the South Palace.

If I became something other than a god of the Southern Palace, would I be able to get revenge on the people who destroyed my family? No, I don't think the Pentagon did the right thing.

The god who had erased the true law and started drawing the magic circle for the fabrication of bloodshed began to mock his hands quickly, wanting to conquer China as soon as possible, and to pour out all the questions in his mind towards the Pentagon that stood in the way of the Lord himself and his pledged allegiance to drinking groundwater.

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On the other hand, when God drew the magicians at the Bloodshed, which had converted Japan's Uk-Il Ascension base, all the slaves were gathering at the training ground on the battleship to check for new weapons.

Tights of silver, all united by tops, bottoms, gloves, boots and more.

Instead of looking thicker or heavier, summer T-shirts were also extremely thin.

Pushouts -

The silver suit, with the sound of the wind, became even tighter and perfectly united with the body, with no slight gaps in the glow of flashing fluorescent suits on top of the training ground.

"Amazing? It's stuffy without a vent, but it's not stuffy at all. It's kind of like being bare and cool and moving, and it doesn't interfere with anything."

Aki has been working in leotard-like clothing that sticks to her body for a long time, so she highly rated silver suits that stick to her body but are not sweaty and do not interfere with her movements.

All the slaves smiled and opened their mouths to see if their bodies were noticeable, as they saw them wearing the silver suits they brought.

"Haryn."

"Yes?"

As he suddenly called out to himself, Harin tilted his head and replied.

"Run from that end to here. Don't use your mind-set, just act normal."

"Yes."

I don't know what he wants to say, but at least I know he's not the mean owner who bullies his slaves, so Harin runs lightly towards the end of the training ground that Jinwoo pointed at.

Whoo-hoo!

"Tsk!?"

Qadang!

"Miss Harin!"

"Ahhh!?"

At that moment, as he ran at an incredibly fast pace, he was even more surprised. Harin was cruelly unbalanced and lying on the ground, and other women tried to run, worrying about him, but Jinwoo held up his hands.

"Ouch... Huh? That doesn't hurt."

Harin, who instinctively curled up and protected his head first, prepared for a afterstorm of pain because of the tremendous sound he heard, but strangely did not conceal any doubt about the situation that did not hurt at all.

"Hm. It's physically enhanced."

"My Lord! You should have told me before!"

Seeing Jinwoo speaking as if she was taking it for granted, Harin looked disgusted.

"I'm sorry. I had no choice but to emphasize the unconscious."

He apologizes with a very sorry look, but she still shrugs her head as if she didn't want to hear.

In the cute defiance of slavery, Jinwoo approaches her and strokes her head, slowly sending her hands down.

"Come alone to my room later as an apology."

"Ah…! Yes!"

Until now, Jin Woo has called two to three women, satisfying several women at the same time.

Honestly, even though his infinite stamina knocked the slaves down first, Harin, who had been disappointed that his lust and instinct as a woman wanted to be held alone by the person he loved, immediately opened his eyes and asked him to come to his room alone.

Jinwoo, who showed the slaves Harin's demonstration, told them what his silver suit was.

"This is a new bio nanosuit that I've developed. Even if there are no symbols, the performance won't be a problem as they are customized to their own characteristics."

The bio-suit has been consumed with mechanical materials that can produce four to five units of the newborns that are currently under development.

Moreover, the materials required for the biosuit also had a large quantity that was not left behind, but absolutely lacking were mechanical materials that were consumed at a playful rate to make robots.

Fortunately, I was able to hit some deficiencies thanks to the instructions given to criminals stationed in Japan to collect metals, electronic parts, or related finished goods.

If you look at these thin shoes, I don't know where all the great quantities of materials have gone, but every day, you have to change the entire production system of the game. So, Jiwoo, who gave up on probability, opened his mouth to the slaves who opened their eyes to his dialogue.

"You don't understand, do you? Shelley, you need to change right now."

"Oh? That would tear my clothes...."

When transformed, nails protrude from your hands and feet.

Once the transformation was complete, she could go back inside, but once the transformation was done, her nails and nails would always come out, so she should have adapted her shoes to be easily thrown away for the transformation, or so.

This thin suit opened its mouth reluctantly in fear of being torn by its sharp nails, but Jinwoo could not imagine such a natural problem.

"Ignore the torn clothes and just do it."

"Then……."

Cough!

As she began to slightly curl up and transform into a black leopard, surprisingly, her suit changed shape as she fit into it, and her most problematic nails and nails were completely wrapped around her as if she were wearing customized gloves.

"Wow?"

Shelley moved her body lightly as if it were strange, without any discomfort from the body type changes that occurred during the transformation.

"Amazing! In fact, it's more central than ever... Huh?"

Something feels strange.

Jinwoo's sly smile, and the strange looks of colleagues around him.

"Eeeeee!?"

Following the end of that gaze, a suit tail appeared on top of his hip!?

"Yes, I've been in mind for a long time. I was transforming into a Black Leopard, but I didn't have a tail, so I thought I'd stop. Haaa! I can feel my insides now."

"……."

"……."

"……."

In a strange and overly spiritual way, slaves lost their words for a moment, but because they had seen many people's eyes, they opened their mouths to lightly ignore them and explain the performance of each of the bio-nano suits.

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A week before his brother leaves for the army.

It's kind of lonely to send.

Yeah, well, you better roll a lot before you go to the army... 'cause you're not gonna be able to do it unless you're on vacation later...

Today, I'm going to wrap it up and get out of the next room for your brother's smooth play.

PS: My brother and I are just lousy talkers, but mostly jokes. Rather, when you really fight, you don't curse.