Limit Breaker

Quasizig!!

However, when I heard the sound of a splinter from a tree holding a lowly human being I didn't want to see, my glabella trembled, saying that it wasn't an ordinary tree.

"Sit the fuck down! You bitch!"

Quadruck! Quadruck!

A thick, crooked wooden column, torn by grip, leaps down from the tree and slams down its shining sword at this weapon.

Parkaaan!

However, his attacks were, of course, blocked by defensive techniques.

"You……. It really bothers me from one to ten!"

For this weapon, there is no such thing as Jinwoo.

Generally, being strong is not just about talent and training.

The strong are the ones who live through life-threatening battles and grow up in that crisis to establish their own world.

The god of the Southern Palace has a profound sense of age-appropriateness, and the Grand Arc smells violent and ferocious beasts.

However, Jin Woo is neither heavy nor relentless.

It's just a trifecta.

The lowest of the trifecta was feeling the unpleasantness in the face.

To illustrate this, we threw an extravagant party inviting only the top 0.1% of people with genuine and talented resources, and some idiot who couldn't find any genuine stuff in there is interfering to ruin the atmosphere.

If I just interrupt, I'll give you a big favor and not blame you. I'm holding my neck, the host of the party, and I have no choice but to push my anger up to the very end of my head.

"I'll tear you apart!"

Usually he uses a stubborn and dramatic tone, but this weapon that roars in fury as much as he does when attacking Jinwoo began to focus its power on attacking him.

Jiaying--

At the same time, a small lump of rice grain-sized light appeared around a moderately distant herd of snow, unable to penetrate his defenses, and he opened the distance to fall away from the lump of light.

"Dangerous!"

However, God raised his voice, saying it was dangerous, despite seeing him dodging.

In addition, even though the mass of light had fallen from the place where it was produced, we still felt curious and looked around when the clusters of light were present.

"… fuck."

He uttered a profanity as the Lumps of Light settled over hundreds of meters around him.

Puffer, puffer, puffer--!!

And all the lumps of light wrapped around him, creating an explosion the size of a human's head.

"Grrrgh!"

A typical explosion could not be extinguished even if it was hundreds of times more powerful than this, but an explosion carrying the power of a mass was shocking to Jinwoo as well.

Moreover, the Lumps of Light flew towards him like guiding bullets and inflicted continuous damage as they exploded from the vicinity.

At that time, the Grand Arc, who sensed that the weapon had narrowed his vision by vomiting fury, denied the existence of Jinwoo, suddenly jumped in.

The odd thing is, I can't see Jack standing next to him.

"Khhhhh!!"

While the shredder was forcefully lowered with both hands and attacked the weapon's head, the weapon also felt alive and had a slightly later defensive technique, creating a shield-like, colorless membrane.

Caaaaang!!

A gigantic collision between a crusher and an intangible membrane.

"Thin!"

The Grand Arc, who had been distracted by killing Jinwoo, realized that the thickness of the shield had just become thinner than it had been before, felt it was time to use the shield after some cracking while beating a few times.

"Reload!"

The Grand Arc raised its arm up again, alongside the voice of reloading.

Brace yourselves!

With a blunt mechanical sound, something like a cylinder popped out behind the shredder's body.

"Break through!!"

Boom!!

As the noise erupted, a heavily loaded cylinder backwards shot forward, striking the shield of this weapon.

Kiiiiii--!!!

That wasn't the end of it.

The front of the blown mill was shifted away from the blunt column-like appearance and turned into a sharp drill.

At the same time the cylinder is loaded backwards, the front side also looks like this.

While it is already well known that the exterior is made of the shell of the beast Tuttle Dragon, the 'file bunker' is not a pillar, but a secret only known to the engineers involved in the crafting of this weapon.

Originally, the Grand Arc required:

"Oh, Shiva, Tuttle Dragon Shell is coming out of nowhere. You can get another monster with this much defense power, so make a weapon that maximizes your penetration. '

Across' technical team began processing the turtle dragon shell to suit the requirements of the Grand Arc.

Although I initially started small in the shape of a shield, I had to have the destructive power to not only survive the collision of the strong force of the Grand Arc + turtle dragon grade defenses, but also penetrate through them. As I tried to fulfill the requirements, the pillar was almost as large as a cannon of war ship.

Fortunately, the Grand Arc was very satisfied, but the problem was elsewhere.

It had never been able to withstand the power of the Grand Arc.

His weapon, made from a bunker of files, has even earned him the name of a 'shredder', which smashes enemies with a large column.

If the battle between Jinwoo and the Grand Arc had been prolonged in Seoul, it would have been time to reveal the true nature of the shredder.

After all, the bunker of ultra-precious specifications, filled with all the internal parts of the turtle dragon's shell, began to drill through one point at the same time as a huge bang and hit the shield of the weapon.

"……!"

For the first time, one eyebrow twitches slightly as the Grand Arc's super-strength and drill-rotating grinder's aggressiveness hardens.

Parka Angle!

And at the same time, the god of the South Palace broke down the chunks of trees that stood against him.

He used his ankle to rotate the bet in his body and eject it into the palm of his hand.

"Let's go!"

God could have come out right away, but the Grand Arc and the Rain would have created a gap in the enemy, and the God who was deliberately killing himself to find the best time to make this weapon worse was indeed harsh at the best time.

'You must strike the entire shield and lower its overall defense power!'

The god who put a sword through his sword stepped forward with all his might.

"Zero turbulence!"

Of course, the god who recited the resonance into his heart only because he thought he would get a strange look as a severe end patient in two bottles when he spit it out of his mouth, heavily swing his arm while using the perforated air.

Huh-

A trajectory of the sword that seems to hit its head on the blade.

Kaga-

A trail of swords that can be cut up while cutting through the ground.

Swook-

The trajectory of the sword that shoots through the spot like a fencing.

Multiple simultaneous attacks in three directions knocked on the shield protecting the body of this weapon.

Caucasian!

In addition, Iri, who was in the rear to prepare for the incident to protect Yuan, began swinging her shield at the crossroads of two sacks, controlled by the spirit of God.

This weapon paid a handsome price for selling her gaze elsewhere for killing a rival who turned against her nerves, but she pushed the power in and thickened the defense in three directions.

Spot-

At that moment, Aki, who sensed the assassin's sense that his shield was only focused on the upper body area, teleported down the long snake's torso with a ninja dagger.

54523; -!

"Tsk!!"

The first clean hit… was very thin in depth with ninjas.

In addition to shields, the body's defensive strength is also significant.

However, the focus of the mogul, which had never felt pain since becoming strong, was briefly blurred, and thick veins of blood protruded from the Grand Arc's forearms.

"Kwaaaah!!"

Parker!

The Grand Arc's drill point has been able to break through the shields due to a powerful attack.

"Jack! Now!!"

The sensual Grand Arc chants Jack's name.

What-!

A fog erupted from a small hole at the drill tip in the Grand Arc's roar, and Jack, who had been inside the shredder's body, had just penetrated through the nose of the weapon.

"Khh!?"

- No matter how strong you are, you can't even train your guts! -

Jack, who successfully infiltrated the interior through the respirator of this weapon, began firing maximum firepower from her intestines.

"Khhh...!"

The weapon gives you the impression that a black vein protrudes from your face as you shudder.

"Now!!"

This was the target of the Grand Arc.

Breaking the shield so Jack can get in.

God and Aki did not know his plan, but it is possible for an expert of their caliber to read each other's intentions to some extent.

The gamble succeeded as Jack entered the breathalyzer of the weapon, and at first glance, everyone raised their weapons and attacked…

"Kuaaaa!!"

... but the weapon explodes with its own power, screaming.

Currrrr...!!

A huge explosion occurs due to the explosion of chi.

If you look from afar, you can see where the nuclear weapon exploded.

"Ah... ah..."

And, frozen by the difference between superhuman struggle and overwhelming force, he saw the explosion approaching him and did not cast a defensive spell.

My whole body realizes that even if I defend myself, I won't last a second.

At that moment, the god who appeared with Aki teleporting in front of her began casting all the magic defenses with both hands extended.

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The characteristics of readers who have read this novel so far.

1. The word "intercourse" makes me feel sexier than sex

2. The word 'butthole' used to be dirty, but now it's not

3. At least 1 more fetish

4. Once a heterogeneous hero, the majority wanted Elves, but now they want a heterogeneous hero other than Elves.

5. Even if the writer fucking talks, it's funny

6. I am somewhat interested in water for married women

There 'll be plenty more, so the rest of you will try to fill them up.

PS: From now on, when I refer to someone in my novel, I'm thinking of using the word "girl." That is, I usually change what I call "reader cubs" to "daughters."

When readers refer to someone, they say, "Girls." And when you mention a writer, you're a writer.

What do you think? Doesn't it feel like they're peeling each other's skins off?

So let's all take our hypocrisy off and show our true faces, girls!!

PS2: A writer who can have a 15-day daughter only on the weekends is a real daughter... well, isn't she a daughter in some way?