Limit Breaker

A white man in a black jacket and military look pants, Mad Dogs learned the pleasures of killing a man as a soldier.

No, to be precise, he enjoyed the hands he felt when he fired his weapon and the screams of the victims who responded.

For this reason, he was forced to remove dishonor, but became addicted to the pleasures of killing people. He committed brutal murders even after he was discharged, and his physical enhancement skills aroused while being pursued by the police.

However, because he was being chased and had no power to watch his back, he couldn't figure out how strong he was, so he ran away first, and when he managed to escape, he went into the darkest part of town.

He was empowered to use his retrofitted weapon and became the most dangerous classification among the villains in that it was called the Mad Dogs, the massacre that killed people, and it moved around with no purpose but to kill people.

By the way, since he became a villain, since he didn't trust others, he didn't know what level of physical enhancement he was, which required the help of others.

However, he eventually came to know the extent of his merit rating, which was not an example.

Phew!

"Cough!"

The massive wings clumped together, striking Mad Dogs' body as it flew into the air.

When hit by concrete roads, Mad Dogs forms a huge crater, and as they cover themselves with a lot of concrete dust, they swoon and faint.

"Phew. I barely got it."

Evel lets out a sigh of relief as she lowers her wings slowly and flapping.

Although she seemed unharmed for someone who said she only caught it, she aimed to run away and shot her weapon at the civilians to slow them down, so she was forced to slow down her pursuit by rescuing the citizens in mortal crisis several times.

Moreover, it was a busy chase to slow down the collapse of the building while destroying it.

After a quick glimpse of civilian enhancers on the alleyway where the building crashed, Evel handcuffed Maddox's arms with the EIEW limiter in her forearms and completed the mission, assuming there would be no major casualties.

Citizens who were watching Mad Dogs fall in a safe place, as well as citizens who were anxious about the huge noise from afar, began to show up again as soon as it began to quiet down, and there was no pretentious hobby of saying, 'I caught a criminal,' she flew up to heaven flapping her wings, whether she intended to leave it to the rest of the police.

"Thank you, Archangel!"

At that time, there were citizens waving to Evel and thanking her.

All those citizens that Mad Dogs attacked to slow down Evel's pursuit, Evel waved her hands at them and said,

As Evel disappeared in dotted form, police officers who were not approached by Mad Dogs' firepower followed by police escorts who were aiding them, arrested Mad Dogs and proceeded to the scene.

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"Hey, good job. Archangel."

Evel arrives at the Pentagon's New York office secretly, blushing her cheeks at the black man who welcomes her.

"Tsk... don't say that. I'm not familiar with that term yet, Guillot."

Evel protested against the black man in a daytime voice, with a look of shame that she was never accustomed to calling herself the archangel.

Black men were the strongest heroes in New York at the same time as headmen of the Pentagon's New York office, but were now taken by Evel.

"But you have to get used to it. The more American citizens cheer for Archangel, the easier it will be to respond."

"I know. Where are we going next?"

The Pentagon uses a number of predictive abilities to predict various crimes in New York, placing them at the scene of the incident in advance.

This prediction method is used by the U.S. government or countries with large numbers of capable individuals, but the problem is that it is not 100% accurate.

The predictor itself is quite rare, and its power is high, making it less reliable for the prediction itself.

For example, let's say a husband notices his wife's unfaithfulness and foretells the setting that he is blinded by anger and wants to kill her.

The problem starts here.

It is because each and every one of these visionary powers has seen a future.

Some people see the prophecy of stabbing and killing with a knife, others see the prophecy of shooting with a gun, and others see the prophecy of conflicts and legal problems resolving because they were the wife they loved until they found out about adultery.

In fact, he foresaw a criminal organization planning to rob a bank, but when the heroes arrived, the group of criminals who accidentally got stuck in traffic and struggled to secure their way out stopped planning.

A Grade 10 predictor would have made a perfect prediction, but with each of these abilities, only a single piece of information could be known or a reliable prediction could not be obtained.

So the Pentagon's preferred method is to trust only the prediction content that predictors have most commonly seen.

Fist bump in a traffic accident.

He fights after a traffic accident and swings his weapon at the side.

I almost got into a car accident and got into a fight, but the insurance company solves the problem.

If you see a different prophecy, the Pentagon's approach is to understand and act only on the 'cause of traffic accidents' that they commonly see.

New York is the economic capital of the United States, and it is inevitably a burden on the heroes because of so many incidents, but the burden has been almost lifted lately.

It is because Evel, who can only explain that she has infinite stamina, does not have to rest on one hundredth of her hero work and solves everything by herself.

"Fortunately, there's only a small case. Why don't you take a little break?"

Even though Evel has strong stamina, the New York Branch Director encouraged her to relax worrying about the way she works too much.

Ebel is one of only three grade 10 physical strengtheners in the world, and as one of the Pentagon's five leaders, it was easy to worry about her mental health.

"No, it's important that you tell me my name a little bit more now."

"Oh, you mean that."

He smiled bitterly as he remembered what she was saying.

After returning from China through the Pentagon's Wanted Return Route, Ebel informed us that Turkish forces have teamed up with the Tritiac, and that 300,000 Chinese troops have been wiped out using robotic and monster forces operated by the Tritiac.

It was clearly very important information, but the Pentagon had no choice but to proceed to the U.S. government with caution while anonymizing the information.

It was to avoid any conflict with the government that would arise by explaining that the means of obtaining the information were illegal immigrants, that they engaged the Chinese Air Force, but not both, and that Evel's ability to come back alive in that situation.

The existence of the Grade 10 Grand Arc and Qiu is truly global.

Although the United States has set up a series of attacks against powerful firepower and 10th grade physical enhancers, it is now spending its astronomical money to discover and develop these abilities.

Now, the number of these abilities, the world of strength, is becoming a force. In order to maintain the best status in the world, we have to get one more powerful one.

Plus, what if Grand Arc and Qiu join hands and attack the United States?

Even if you can attack a Grade 10 physical enhancer and plan to capture and kill him alive, the only answer to a nuclear bomb is from the United States.

What would the U.S. government do if it was told that the Pentagon, a group of heroes in the United States, had a Grade 10 physical enhancer?

Of course, as a citizen in the United States, you will have political friction with the Pentagon in order to become a member of the government.

Even though it was a heroic group, there were still a lot of politicians who were wary of the Pentagon, a militaristic organization that wouldn't listen to the government's orders in the United States, so Evel's information was sent anonymously.

However, the U.S. government has begun tracking down anonymous sources of information rather than unrealistic information.

A monster army of 1,000 different species?

Does this make any sense?

The Pentagon eventually blocked contact with the U.S. government by backtracking, which was judged to be a matter of information disruption sent by the Pentagon.

Ebel was greatly disappointed in the actions of the U.S. government, but Griffin explained something to her.

It was her plan to tell the world the truth that she knew when the whole of the United States learned her name after Evel gained her reputation in a foreign activity.

When minorities like Griffin and other Pentagon leaders suffered enough to cooperate with the Tritiac, Evel, who wanted to ask why she was watching, decided to start by looking at information that she didn't know until now, to ask more specifically, to understand properly, and to follow Griffin's plan.

'For now, it's important to get a reputation. That way, Griffin won't forget my question of gaining fame.'

She used to be just an ordinary American girl, but when she learned the truth about her first minority countries, she decided to carry out a plan to gain her reputation while looking for information on international politics that she had neglected.

"This is no time for me to be resting. Even a little bit, and even a little bit, I have to tell you my name until the name Archangel has to resonate throughout the United States."

As Evel spoke, she confirmed the location of the events that the prophets had uncovered, and began to make large announcements about her nickname, Arc Angel, as she wandered around the Pentagon in each state.

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"Hmm! The interior of the office isn't as glamorous as I thought."

Magnus' headquarters was a massive multi-story building.

The security guards in the lobby and the concourse clerks on the first floor were genuinely concerned about Magnus' dusty appearance, but Magnus told them not to worry and moved to the floor where his office was.

Despite entering the president's room of a large corporation, Magnus began to become accustomed to his surroundings of groupmates, rather than shrinking, hanging off his suit on the hanger and turning to his chair.

"If you have money to spend on trinkets, it's better to buy more food for the Slum."

Magnus opened his mouth to Jinwoo after sitting in a chair, thinking that if he had money to spend on art or decoration, it would be more profitable for him to do charity business.

"Proud of yourself, but at least I'm not as rich in New York. So why don't we start talking business?"

Magnus, who is still excited, has expressed a keen interest in a technique known as the living nanosuit of Jinwoo.

"Why do you want power so badly? If you have this kind of power, it would be better not to have powers like this, but to work with these people."

"Hmph! How can I trust those rotten minds?" "

The sight of Magnus, who hates the Talent himself more than he thought, waits for him to keep his mouth shut.

"These people are just lucky bastards! You just want to gain money, power and fame by gaining strength without any ambition! If you fight an enemy stronger than yourself, only cowards eat them first!"

"I can't help it, can I? If you're a stronger opponent than yourself, you should be afraid. Without it, it's nothing but emotional deprivation and exploitation."

"Yes. Humans, of course, feel crisis and fear when they're fighting a stronger opponent than themselves or in danger. It's an instinct of life. But you have to fight through that crisis and fear before you can use your hero name! Do you think they can do that if you seal the abilities of these Talents and hand them a protective clothing and ask them to rescue the one trapped in the fire? Firefighters are true heroes who save someone by overcoming the horrors of their own lives! Only cowards who are fortunate enough to be empowered desecrate the name of these heroes!"

The hero Magnus talks about is generally an image of a universal hero.

A hero who sacrifices himself to get rid of his fears and doesn't hesitate to save people.

However, he was furious that the name and title of the hero were being profaned by these talents.

"So, what are you going to do if I give you a bio nanosuit that will give you this power?"

Once Magnus' plan had been heard, he would have supported him if his plan had been what Perisha had planned, otherwise guided him there for research and technological development.

"Let me know."

Cough--

Magnus clenches his fist and opens his mouth in a determined voice toward himself.

"The power of the human mind."

"Hmm… too comprehensive."

"We will inform all citizens of the United States first. If you peel off the skins of those with abilities, you're no better than a commoner."

"And do you need the strength to peel it off?"

"Yes. Heroes, Billon. All of these talents are like villains and heroes in a game with no sense of danger."

Magnus' will was firm.

Jinwoo pretended to be worried about selling the technology and was thinking about something completely different in his mind.

'That means Heroes and Villains are all about to attack. But this is too weak. We need to find a more... political way to lead them.'

Magnus is clearly just.

He is the president of such a large enterprise and hates corruption. He does clean business. He does charity business even though there is no need for image improvement. He rescues people in the slums.

All humans, however, hate racism itself, saying that it is equal, and are possessors of a mental power that is strong enough to sprinkle the brainwashing of mind control capabilities frontally.

If you ask me to choose a righteous man, I will choose Magnus.

His only flaw, with everything, is that he doesn't discriminate, but he discriminates against these talents.

It is Magnus' stereotype to underestimate the 'lucky ones' and 'fools who enjoy playing heroes and villains without any hardship and without any ambition.'

'Well, with these luxurious ingredients, it's easy to cook. But your head looks so good, if you show them the way, they'll suspect you. For now, let's just give them directions and give them a little push.'

As the hero of the prophecy, even the Southern Palace, who should be the guardian of the earth, began to turn the deceitful tongue of Seth, decided to only point the direction to Magnus, who already hated the power itself.

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Perisha is smarter than 100 Jinwoo, but Jinwoo is better than Perisha-_- ㅋ

By the way, I feel like I'm missing something after I finish the screen.

If you think badly, you want to write something less, and if you think badly, you want to write the next part more.

But there is no alliance. Because I'm going out for a drink with my brother. Heh heh heh