Limit Breaker

As the villains and heroes wage an brawl, Magnus leaps through the rooftops of the building without travelling backwards through the crowded streets of his arrival.

Seeing the different kinds of noise coming from afar, the heroes seem to have arrived first, but Magnus ran off without hesitation towards his destination.

Today, heroes and villains will know.

There is a true hero in New York.

However,

"Live!? '

Magnus jumps over the rooftop of the building and rolls over as soon as he lands on a sudden, sudden life.

Pow, pow, pow!

At the same time, a bullet hole is formed around the location where he landed.

'Th-that was dangerous!'

At last, Magnus, who almost had a hole in his body, sweats a cold sweat.

If he had not been used to living through gunfire and struggle, he would have been screaming in agony by now.

It was a short exercise, but he learned a lot and quickly pulled out his weapon and stopped.

'Wait. The enemy doesn't know about my power yet. Let's get a fresh start here.'

In fact, even though he was a beginner and was attacked unexpectedly, his mind was still cold.

It was possible because of the fewer but fewer battles and the willingness to fight under any circumstances.

You're a pariah!

"Who are you? Show yourself!"

Magnus acted cautiously, pulling high voltage blades out of both hands on the rooftop of the attacked building, and Roschild's leaders, who had seen whether or not they had drawn their weapons on subjects they had never seen before, laughed at him with almost one mind.

Revealing your weapon like that is the easiest mistake for beginners to make.

Even if the opponent is a Straight Flash, the Pokémon is easily raised to a spoon when the Pokémon loses its grip.

Although they were supposed to ambush Magnus in a sneak attack while hiding, Roschild's strike team relaxed and appeared in mid-air.

Conceptual forces were pulling together to abnormally deflect light, leaving the ordinary view.

"Surrender, Magnus Grimes."

All the numbers from the Roschild strike team add up to six.

Two body strengths, three brawn, and one teleporter.

With the exception of those capable of surveillance and reconnaissance, those who are capable of power are now all of them.

You may ask why this is all there is, but coming here begging for a Magnus in the first place is a disgrace to them and the Rothschild family.

Moreover, if you send a lot of people to catch a Magnus and then find out from the Pentagon, an X-Force powerhouse, or the police, it bothers you.

Their goal is to be an over-technology technology that our allies have, so if the government, especially the president, finds out about it, no matter how powerful my Rothschild family, will have to face a strong U.S. government deterrent.

That's why the Rothschild tracking team's sink tanks were confident that 6 elite operators would be able to secure Magnus without a variable of 1%.

The problem is that Magnus' bio Nanosuits have been upgraded and even delivered to high-performance weapons.

In addition, there was another variable.

"From the Rothschild family."

"Yes. You don't want to ruin your life over a yellow monkey, do you? If you cooperate quietly, I'll get rid of your memory and send Goi away."

"A yellow monkey.... I never would have imagined such nonsense coming from the Rothschild family that would accept all talents without limitation, race, gender and age."

"The world is changing. And the world the Rothschild family is going to create is going to be on top of the feeble white folk. If you cooperate, we can send Goi on his way, and if you'd like, you can join us in our plan. The Lord is doing you a great service."

"Ross Child! You're kidding me! '

It's Magnus' personality that hates racists.

Moreover, his spiritual vigor, Awakened by Jinwoo, angered the Roschild family.

The head of the strike team, who explained the Roschild family's plan, opened his mouth again because there's less than a 1% chance of losing Magnus anyway.

"What are you going to do? Will you cooperate gently, or will you taste bitterness?"

There are two reasons why the head of the strike team looks like this.

The first is that there are six members of the team more powerful than Magnus, including himself, and just like the beginner I showed you.

"My answer is……."

Magnus took a big breath for a moment, and the members of the strike team who were surrounding him took a stand just in case.

"It's the Hastes."

"What?"

Schwax-

Immediately, Magnus' movements immediately doubled.

Magnus' movements, multiplied by twice the speed of a Grade 8 Body Enhancer, were equivalent to that of a Grade 10-11 Body Enhancer.

Magnus grabbed a razor blade and charged it as he ran toward the team leader in a frontal guard position at twice the speed.

Father!

I'm so sorry.

A lightsaber with the potential to melt and cut alloys at extremely high temperatures.

If Magnus had charged without the Hayes, the Team Leader could have handled it well and prevented him, but the effects of the Hayes' magic had overwhelmed him.

"Shhh…!!"

Thanks to his lifelong training in the Trident Swordsmanship Triple Swordsmanship Strategy, Magnus was able to successfully stab the bosom of the team leader who was able to stab, cut, and cut to a standard level.

Swinging the sword is basic in dotting, slashing, and slashing. This may sound trivial, but there is the best way to attack all three moves quickly and nimbly. I'll carve it thoroughly into your body until your brother returns. -

Thanks to that training, Magnus raised his razor blade significantly, ignoring the screams of his team leader in slow motion, who succeeded in making a sharp stab for beginners.

Cheer up--!

The ultra-high heat razor blade dislodges the team leader's head in two pieces, but the wound slows down the bloody tempo as it fades at high temperatures.

"Y-you-you--!!"

Subsequently, team members who were aware of the team leader's death on all sides attacked from all sides.

Magnus quickly grabbed the revolver and applied a high voltage to recharge the energy, raising the gauge starting from the gun and appearing at the top of the trigger.

"Shield!"

Ca-ca-ca-can! Kang!

As the three conspirators stare at themselves, Magnus quickly spits out a shield command, checking for the sound of invisible knocks and breaking, then pointing the gun at the nearby conspirator.

The gauge rises about three centimeters from the muzzle.

Tuquaian--!!

Magnus' ears are still ringing with slow motion, and an invisible cluster of silver spheres protrudes from the barrel at a completely different speed than the bullet.

Toorop!!

"Huff...?!"

The mind-bender, of course, spreads his mind-set and protects his frontal part.

However, his efforts go back to nothing, and the silver energy sphere pierces half the man's fist in the mind of the psychic.

"Avoid a frontal battle!"

With the team leader dying, the motivator who succeeded as subleader gave an urgent order to his team members, judging that Magnus' weapon had more power than normal.

The teleporter quickly teleported and appeared near an ally enhancer close to Magnus, quickly hugging his body and teleporting again to leave a reasonable distance.

Psychic drivers also began to zigzag away from the line of the energy sphere as they moved into the air, and Magnus brutally fired a gauge-filled revolver that lacked practical experience.

Tucan! Tucan!

Teammates focus on hand movements that pull the trigger while avoiding special revolvers that fire projectiles at a faster rate than normal pistols.

"Speaker not possible! '

"If only I could shoot with one shot! '

As they fly through the sky, the two impulse drivers fly in opposite directions, and Magnus begins to falter from either side.

"Ahhhh!"

Puck!

"Grrrgh!"

Meanwhile, the body strengthener who appeared to be in the vicinity by the teleporter made an attack on Magnus, and by lowering his elbow and blocking it, he was able to minimize the attack of the body strengthener who was swinging precisely towards the flank ribs.

However, the opportunistic body enhancer battered Magnus' body relentlessly, and Magnus once again opened his mouth to the pain he felt around his body, whether it was the same grade 8 body enhancer.

"Heh...!"

I was just about to use the Hastings that I finished a long time ago.

"Oops!?"

The forces pull together to stop Magnus' jaw muscles from moving.

In that short amount of time, he realized that Magnus must be speeding up and the effects of creating an invisible shield must be spit out of his mouth.

A typical Talent Team would have been embarrassed by Magnus' extraordinary ability, but he had the ability to judge situations as quickly as those employed by the Rothschild family.

Their team leader and his brain-dead mind would never have died in vain had he known this.

Ooh--!!

Magnus swung his razor blade in a hurry, but this is also a typical beginner's mistake.

If it was a battle between the Masters, they would have opened their distance with their knees, elbows, or through a threatening attack, but beginners with powerful weapons like swords and guns swing from weapon to weapon with the idea, 'My weapon will only have to reach him.'

That's the mistake he's making.

You have a sword that can cut through anything? You have a gun that can pierce anything?

Let's see if we can use it on this street! '

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the body strengthener burrowed inward into the infiltrator's pose, leaning his head and raising his back large, occupying as much room as he could for his arms to move, and began beating Magnus' abdomen with a stopgap.

If he can wield a razor blade, a teleporter who can hold the joints and keep them immobilized, or keep an eye on the situation and prepare for what may happen will save him.

Strong trust in team members.

With that confidence, he was able to devote his strength to attacking Magnus from front to back.

Pupperfuck!!

"Huge! Huge!"

Magnus, who was captured by his jaw joints, wanted to give orders somehow, but was blocked by the mind-benders. He retreated and was distracted by a body reinforcer who chased him like a bison and raged mad.

You used to have an army to defend you at least when you were a minority, but now you're completely alone and you're in a state of panic because you don't know how to effectively deal with attacks that focus on you.

If it was Jinwoo or God, he would have used the spikes on his boots to sharpen his shins and toes, but for inexperienced Magnus, such an efficient counter was too high.

At that time,

"Ahhhh!"

Someone kicks the so-called rider kicks the trunk of the body strengthener close to Magnus, with a rough mechanic.

"Huff!?"

Unexpected intruder attack.

Even more surprising is that even though there were those who were watching their surroundings, they passed through all their borders and surveillance silently.

"Hey, it's been a while."

"Aaron…?"

Magnus was blinded by the fact that the person who saved him was Aaron, and when he called out his name, the situation changed, so he could see that the bronzers had released him from holding his jaw.

No, why would Aaron suddenly show up here?

Even with his help, Magnus looks dazed in a sudden situation, and Aaron flinches his tongue, ignoring him.

"We'll talk later. Let's get these guys cleaned up first."

No matter what the circumstances, it was clear that Aaron had come to his aid.

Magnus had gradually regained his cool with the appearance of a strong ally, and Roschild's pursuers who needed to secure his identity continued to appear unexpected, making him a nervous expression.

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