Limit Breaker

Jinwoo, your slaves and your kowabunga! When Ferrissa was digging through the underground entrance, God was alternately studying eunuchs and feminist studies.

"That's all for today. Even if it's too late, the body can't withstand it if you get too much power at once, so train the rest of you to use your strength."

"Yes."

He was always on the prowl, and he had never imagined that Jinwoo, who was usually hard to find majesty, was taking the fight between the strong more seriously than before, because he felt it with his own eyes and skin.

Perhaps if you had seen the recorded video, you could have thought, 'You're strong enough to surprise the world,' but you wouldn't have felt the momentum and atmosphere he showed on the scene.

'His fight... was like a beast.'

The assessment of Jinwoo's battle she felt was "beast."

An animal that can be thrown away without hesitation if human dignity is interrupted to bite and tear the opponent to death.

If she was strong, would she have fought like that?

No, because of your pride as a strong man, you would have thought you couldn't fight such a dirty fight.

'Taking pride in killing your enemies is just a luxury. You have to roll around in the Assjuice if you have to, grab your ankle and bite it.'

That is why Jinwoo gave Doyun great realization.

that fighting for each other's lives is not as beautiful or beautiful as movies or novels.

Even humans who are masters of all things become beasts or less when their lives are at stake.

That's why she captured the basics, following God's guidance even to become stronger, and began to become exponentially stronger by absorbing the fraud from the corpses of monsters.

God stepped back without delay to study the female owner in the box that he enchanted to raise the heist and prevent anyone from opening the door in case of explosion and shock.

"Haaa... Haaa..."

"Hang in there. I'm taking you straight to the infirmary."

At that time, I found Harin in distress, grabbing his stomach while being supported by Shelley in the street.

'You said you had a fight with someone new this time.... Let's not think about what we've been punished for.'

Perhaps Jin Woo would have used an unimaginable method. "

"Khh...!"

Harin, who excreted after being filled with an enormous amount of enema, shed a painful groan while being supported by Selly to see if his stomach continues to ache.

"Oh, God."

At that time, I found a god coming towards me in Selly's eyes.

God lightly greeted him with a funeral.

"Your stomach looks like it hurts a lot."

"Yes. My master..."

Shelley didn't get the last word.

He was a little ashamed to say that he was enema until his stomach swelled up like a pregnant woman and then got discharged and became like this.

"Wait a minute."

God asked Harin for understanding and lightly pressed his abdomen into the palm of his hand, energizing him and helping him to smooth the flow of his intestines.

"Huh…? It doesn't hurt... No, it doesn't...?"

"It energizes the intestines and frees up the tangles. I know it's comforting, but it's not healed, so you should go to the treatment room."

Harin, who had suffered as if his stomach had been cut off thanks to God's help, thanked him with a relieved expression.

"Thank you so much, God. I really thought I was going to die...."

"Of course you should. Sure."

If it were a normal situation, we would have had more conversations with each other. However, he thanked me for the stubborn, disconnected and knife-like nature long ago. He replied lightly and hung up his neck and finished.

Even the slaves of Jinwoo thought that God's behavior was boring and boring at first, but now the impression of trust has become obsessed with slaves.

If you behave like that without abilities, it makes the impression that you are a man of few words and no fun, but if you have abilities, you are a man who can be trusted and left behind at any time.

Moreover, since we are devoting absolute loyalty to Jinwoo, it was not a problem even if we trusted the slaves.

Shelley confirmed that she was heading to the treatment room while conserving Harin's relaxed expression, and headed to the lab on the first floor of the jihad.

After a while, the god who arrived at the lab went inside the lab.

Beep-beep-beep-beep-beep!

The sound of mechanical electronic locks and the walls made of alloys were completely isolated as they descended into the reinforced glass.

The only hole pierced is all the exhaust vents located in the narrow hole that makes it hard for a person's head to get in.

The reason why the lab was so completely disconnected from the outside was because it was wary of the woman's power.

The god took a well-placed box on one side and placed his palm on the lid with a geometric symbol on it.

Whoo-hoo!

With the sound of resonance, the lid of the box was opened, and there was a broken woman and another woman in perfect condition without any scratches.

He carefully pulled out the woman who had been torn in half by Jinwoo's attack and placed all the research equipment on the desk.

'There is only a very small level of power left in this broken woman.'

When this woman split up, the god who felt the tremendous flow of energy towards the sky was studying how she could not use this split up.

So, he left the power with an intact female owner, which had only a certain degree of strength, but when it didn't work, his research challenges were to determine how to use this split female owner in a certain way, and the risks of this split female owner.

He asked how to use the broken female owner, said he would work his magic for an hour or so, and then he pushed her into one corner and began investigating the healthy female owner carefully.

Common sense is that a reasonable amount of strength is left in a healthy female owner, and it is easy to store because it is not damaged. You can absorb it for internal air training, make elixir, or use it whenever you want.

So it's a priority to find out from the ruined feminist bird, but the reason he's studying the monk is because the suicide weapon died so easily.

The death of a foreign weapon with immense power to vibrate heaven and earth should have caused that wavelength, but it was strange to see that it just disappeared into ashes, and the feminist presence that she had spilled for suicide before she died was unnatural.

However,

'No matter how much I investigate, it is the same. It's not perfect, but I don't feel a lot of strength left, other than that.'

Even though she examined it carefully with a lot of magic, it was impossible to explain anything other than 'simply a woman who had some strength left'.

Despite spending the most time, God only got the information above, he tilted his head back into the box and started researching the broken woman.

'Since nothing seems to be responding, let's study it so that we can start using the broken female owner now.'

Even if it was broken, it was possible to use it well, so God only sold the research so that he could hold onto the broken female owner for a while.

However, he didn't make any defenseless moves.

If you feel the flow of magic in case of an incident, you've drawn a trap spell on the box that immediately alerts you.

If this woman really wants to use this weapon to strike back, the trap magic will figure out its power flow first.

Even if the trap magic is erased, defense is sufficient because there is a signal that it will be erased.

'I've lost too much time here. From now on, it's better to study useless birds.'

Feeling vulnerable to research on areas that can only be used to identify risks, God has entered a full-scale experiment to determine whether women can still be used through various kinds of magic and actions.

Jiaying……

A very faint light flows from the mistress who entered the box, but nothing works in all the trap magic he has set.

That's why God was obsessed with researching only the broken female owner without noticing the light flowing lightly.

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In doing so, everyone relaxed for a few days while taking care of their work.

Ferrissa, who held the door to the basement for a few days, finally managed to open the door.

Hiccup!

As they grabbed the door hook and lifted it up as hard as they could, the huge door opened to the right and to the left, throwing out a huge sound of iron.

"Ahhhh!!"

The usual Ferrissa cheer.

That was the proof that she was focused on opening this door.

"My Lord! The crypt door has finally been breached!"

After all his troubles, such as continuing to shock and weaken the strength of the defensive spells a little bit, and deforming the magic to break down the unique power of spells, Perisha reported directly to Jinwoo, and Jinwoo was also looking forward to what was in the basement. As soon as she received the report, she showed up using the teleport system with God.

"I feel pretty clear about Mana. I can feel an unusual energy down here."

A deep concentration of energy that you can feel, no matter how slow the average person is.

Although he was incapable of learning magic and aerobics, he could understand how intense the energy felt in the basement because his senses were sensitive.

At this rate, how about a god skilled in magic and manlessness?

"I've only felt the energy, but I can assure you of this."

God closed his eyes slightly and continued talking.

"There's never anything unusual down here."

"I'll scout the drones for now."

Perisha pulls out the drones she built just in case.

She activated a drone with a starry-shaped body, with four propellers, and prepared a small monitor connected with a camera integrated with the drone's body.

The Ferrissa, who was preparing herself indiscriminately as if she had been preparing for this situation, flew her into the basement using the drone's controller.

The entrance was very simple.

Wide hallways and stairs leading down.

Everyone's gaze was focused on the monitors connected to the drones, and Ferrissa checked the perimeter as thoroughly as possible for Jinwoo and the gods.

"The stairs end here."

It was a massive clearing that drones slowly came down the stairs.

Instead of going straight, I turned to the right to see how wide the void is, and sent it flying until I could see the wall.

Could it have taken a minute or two? At last, the wall begins to appear at the end of the light, and at the same time you find something on the wall.

"This……!"

"It's a good thing I didn't tell the Grand Arc."

As in response to Ferrissa's reaction with God, he smiled wickedly and stared at the drone's screen.

"At this point, I feel like the will of the world has finally convinced me to conquer the planet. Heave-ho!"

This is a warehouse.

A storage for loot obtained by this weapon during its lifetime.

The problem was that the loot was' suppressed by the enemy he had defeated ', but the stuffed human monster or human hand felt sharp from the video, and the armor also felt an unusual energy.

The armor worn by stuffed people would also be lighter than normal if it were made into a warehouse like this.

Ferrissa confirmed that it was only this or something else, but that it was worth searching for, because she hadn't checked the entire warehouse yet. She asked the armed vigilantes to send a preliminary reconnaissance for safety.

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Now let's check out the loot, prevent this weapon from falling behind, and get back to the main story.

By the way, when I reveal my true nature in a writer's review, they say, "I don't look sane," but even those who have seen the insanity of his writing are insane!?

Anyway, it's raining these days, and suddenly it's raining. If you have a cold, you can't hit your daughter (I've had a bad headache - let alone take care of your health).

Well, I'll hit my daughter until the day before I die, whether I have cancer or death. Heh heh heh.

I will write for my daughters and daughters, even if the world dies tomorrow! This is Savage Quality!!