Limit Breaker

"Huff… huff…."

"Th-that should be it... ugh...?" "

A small group of about 10 people.

They were packing a bag full of stuff, creating a refugee atmosphere.

These are the survivors of a city where the host of planet predators has fallen. The neighbors who used to live together managed to escape from the city.

Because the interior of the city was so shitty that they quickly packed emergency supplies and clothing that they could wear comfortably, walking and alleyways enabled planet predators and necromancers to Luckily escape out of their influence when they were playing RTS games with human resources.

Those who didn't know that the heroes of the Pentagon, including Evel, had arrived while they were on the run, scouting for dangerous parts, were happy that monsters from zombies and planet predators might come back.

"Ahh... Ahh... I... survived..."

"But we don't know when they'll catch up to us. Let's take a little break, and then we'll get some distance."

While someone was being cautious, some argued that they should be a little further away from the city.

"Look over there, everyone. The army is here. Monsters are more dangerous than soldiers with guns. Do you care about civilians like us?"

"That's why we have to go even further. It means this place is going to be a battlefield."

"……."

"……."

When the cautious man explained that he "became a battlefield," everyone's mood became depressed.

Not long ago, war was so close to the world on TV that it felt like war was their skin.

Anyway, being depressed is depressing, and survival is survival.

Everyone followed their cautionary tales, took a break and decided to move again.

School-

Along with a distinctive sound of air escaping, a group suddenly emerges from their location in the vicinity.

Since it was a teleport at first glance, the survivors became half surprised and half anticipated by the group's appearance with their eyes wide open.

Survivors thought they were the government, or the Pentagon, who showed up through their teleport abilities.

Instead, there was no uniform, and the thought of the Pentagon was full of survivors because they were wearing something together.

"Huh? Survivors?"

An Asian male on the front lines opens his mouth, slightly stunned by the survivors.

It's like, "Are you guys still alive?" 'Survivors' expressions were crumpled, but the cautious man took the lead because survival was important.

"Are you a member of the government? Or the Pentagon? Whatever. Get us out of here."

He called for their rescue, but the crowd that appeared as Teleports seemed to ignore them.

"Hey! You don't want much, you just drop it a little farther from here!" "

Though men who were cautious also raised their voices in resentment at their appearance, the Asian man who opened his mouth at first made a gorgeous face while scratching his head.

"Hey. These people don't know me... I thought they were full of shit."

"Hehehe. No way. In the meantime, you've been acting like a different face, haven't you?"

Soft yet authentic voice.

Everyone is baffled by the sudden emergence of a group of prodigals, and not many people have had a chance to look at other people's faces as their eyes are directed at the Asian voice scratching people's nerves.

"W-well...?"

That's why they were embarrassed.

"Y-Scilia...?"

Practical NO.3 in Round Knights

Knight favored by the Queen of England.

A dramatic protagonist of life when the spiritual love of a historic aristocratic family takes on the opposite side of the family and marries a bodily orphan young man.

However, it is now the unlucky woman who has been caught in the triangle and subjected to mind control (people think she has been mind-controlled) and has become the wife of Qiu in the name of an open wedding.

It's because Ycilia Maxwell was right in front of us.

"Oh, right. I wasn't wearing it when I left."

Then, an Asian man took his hand to his waist and wore a dark red mask on his face.

Distorted in the form of demons.

"You asked me before, didn't you? You want me to take it a little further away from here?"

An Asian man smiled at his mouth, slightly bending his neck to the left and to the right.

"Very good choice. My deceased father was the president of Express, so I followed him to set up a proprietary Express business for the Jordan. I'm sure you know the name of the business."

Then, he slowly grips his fist and approaches the survivors whose faces have turned white.

"Samtaegeuk."

"Huh-huh-huh-huh-huh…!"

"Ugh... Ugh!"

People started running scared to run away in the name of Sam Tai drama, but as they watched as they cleaned up, they began to say only their own things.

"I'm busy, but I have time to grant your desperate wish to get away from here. If you leave this world and send it back to the afterlife, you'll be satisfied, right?"

Rarely, the survivors of Abigail meet the devil.

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Puck!

"Huff!"

Two Trident Spears of the Destroyer Shiva and Trishra's Spear stabbed him in the side.

"Khhhhh!"

With both hands, Asura grips Trishra's spear, screaming in agony, and strikes Evel in the face with an arm resting on her shoulder.

"Suck!"

However, Evel strikes back at Asura's fist, using the power of Barunastra to become one with her wings, overlaying her wings like a fist.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom--!

A violent shock wave erupts as a massive brawl erupts.

The ground splits, debris flies, and the ground howls around two people.

Even though Evel's physical abilities outrank her, the weight of time on Asura's fists that had been trained for decades has allowed her to fight the beatings.

However, their fight was not a fair one-to-one fight, but a war in which they risked everything and killed each other.

"Iris!"

Asura turned her gaze to check the situation, knowing that a sharp voice came from Doyun.

"Hot!"

One of the five leaders of the Pentagon, Scott Horner, who was a grade-10 physically deformed person, suddenly ran in and flexed his body like a twinkle, calling his body a snake.

"Take the sword!"

Scott succeeded in restraining Iri's body and ordered the Pentagon heroes to join forces to take over the two Japanese provinces she holds.

If Iri is defeated, there will be no one left who can serve as a shield for Yoon.

"I can afford to look elsewhere!"

Evel slaps Asura in the face with a big swing of her wings, and Asura takes Evel's fist in a defensive posture.

Boom!

A single punch strikes the target with a gunshot sound.

Asura flies back low without resisting the shock inflicted by Evel.

"Scott!"

Blood spills from the flank, but Asura rushes toward Scott, holding Iris by swinging his four arms with a steady motion, ignoring the wounds.

"Hehe!"

Despite the resistance of her allies, the impenetrable figure of Asura loosens Eiri's restraint and opens the distance to avoid being caught in the soles of her feet full of scars and sturdy elbows.

"Huff -! Huff -!"

I barely stopped Iri from becoming incapacitated, but Asura was controlling her breathing roughly to make sure the wound on her flank went deeper than she expected.

Doyun quickly approached Iri and Asura, and the three of them were surrounded by the Pentagon's heroes in a back-to-back position.

The number of zombies they killed doesn't match the number of zombies we made. Looks like the other talents are working as zombie handlers. '

A siege that keeps people from escaping.

And a treatment trough that prevents turbulence in case of an incident and prevents it from escaping.

Asura is confident of the fewer and fewer zombies coming, and his expectations are correct.

'Dammit. If only the Flesh Golems would come...!'

If only the Flesh Golems from Doyun come, we can use them as meat shields to escape...

'No, but it's impossible.'

... I couldn't do it.

The talents here are first class together.

While the high and low forces are different, they are all skilled at making sure that their efficiency and power interventions are accurate within their abilities.

Those skilled in the art will take care of the Flesh Golems so that Evel can track them down.

'This is getting really dangerous....'

Asura had a hunch that they would be taken captive by the Pentagon.

Evidence suggests that Evel was not using the artifact's special power to kill alien monsters.

If you are a prisoner like that, all these abilities and interrogations will be waiting for you to take all the information from Xi Tai drama.

'I don't care. But...'

There is only one goal of Azura that is not foolish in life.

Escape from Doyun.

However, in reality, it was hard to save one of his own.

I don't give a shit about junkies, but I will be caught only by Evel, who frankly aims only at herself.

"Hah... Hah..."

Doyun was also breathing heavily because of her failure to distribute her strength, whether she had never been in such a violent battle.

"Just hold on a little longer. If we hold out, the cleaners will come to help."

"You're dreaming in vain. Chiu's coming to help? Do you think that evil human could risk his life to save yours? At best, the drones of the Three Taipei Poles will come for us."

When Evel heard Asura's voice trying to boost his morale, she laughed back at him.

He will, too, in the RPG game of cleaning up, the Demon King, the Final Boss.

But have you ever seen an ultimate boss step up to rescue a man in a RPG game?

I don't know about your loving subordinates, but there are hardworking elderly people here, monsters, but women and young girls are all of them.

Moreover, all the evil and misdeeds humans have shown us to put away have given people the stereotype that some of their subordinates can be lightly thrown away for their own purposes.

Because the wicked think of their own lives first, and do not try to save others.

That's why Evel and the Pentagon's heroes thought that the mannequins were all she had to queek, and that was the right plan.

With this attack, Evel prepares to give orders, raising her hands to take all of Azura's group captive.

"Power ball……!"

"Stop!!"

"!?"

"!!"

At the top, you hear a familiar man's voice.

"There he is!"

Someone climbed onto the rooftop ledge of a 10-story building, found a man covered in a black cloak and pointed with his finger.

As everyone turns to look at you, the man in the black cloak pulls his arm and covers half his face with his cloak.

"I am the Dark Flame Knight. A knight who illuminates the flames of truth in the dark."

"……."

"……."

"……."

The man in the black cloak, lowered his voice, continues to open his mouth without lowering his cloak's arm to make sure he still doesn't show his face.

"Hehe, you look embarrassed. It's only fair. Ordinary humans like you will never understand my line of truth."

The man in the black cloak continues to say what he says, whether people are embarrassed or not.

"Failure to understand my words means that your synaptic functions do not reflect properly. You are not yourselves, but the inferiors who inherited the simplicity of old human life. The intricate system that surrounds you enslaves your mindset!"

"……."

"……."

"……."

At this moment, the Pentagon's heroes and Asura's group all feel the same way.

What the hell is that? '

"Hear! And tremble! I will destroy the old order! Dark Flame Knight, a knight born to destroy new creation!"

"What are you!"

Finally, someone in the impatient Pentagon exclaims, "What is he?"

"I have no name to give to the apostles of justice!!"

"……."

"……."

"……."

You said dark flame night.

You said your name twice before, didn't you?

"But! This is the true name only those who know the truth know! For your understanding, the true name of this body, using the words of the Summer, is!"

No, I thought you said you didn't have a name.

Flash-!!

The man in the black cloak blinded his vision with a loud rattling of his cloak, and quickly wore the mask he was holding with his opposite hand.

"Move out of the way! Break the ugly old order! The true identity of the Dark Flame Knights that will create new order!"

"……."

"……."

"……."

This elaborate, clutter-free atmosphere.

I love the vibe, so I'm going to use the emoticons to tell everyone's faces in fiction.

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It can be explained.

Evel, Aslaura, Doyun, and the rest of the crowd face mixed with panic and embarrassment, and their heads stopped with their mouths open like fools.

'I can understand the heart of Perisha....'

"Why are you telling me this, sir? Why are we ashamed of you? '

And he wore the devil's mask next to him, but only his slaves, who were too ashamed to face the eyes of those looking down, remained stubborn and in a crooked position.

No, except for one.

"Ugh! So cute!"

Aki admired Jinwoo's mediocre posture, voices, and dialogue and admired Jinwoo's cute behavior with a small voice.

'... This is why I'm afraid of women who burn in love late...' '

Neither Aki nor Iscilia, but rather a passion for love that is more intense than when she was younger, Celia and Liliya who came with Jinwoo, complained about Aki (?).

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Now that we've met someone who might be able to spare us, we'll be able to give out two bottles of our own.

In the meantime, there's no one to play with but me. I'm serious, but two bottles of Jin Woo haven't completely disappeared.

PS: I did a lot of searching around to make a Medium 2 Ambassador... but I almost got internal injuries... or time slipped away and my existence disappeared;