Limit Breaker

“Hehe. Fool. If you'd taken my warning, you could've held out a little longer. ”

Perisha thinks luxury is a kind of democratic idea that satisfaction and self are different from other people.

But she was almost armed with a necklace and ring decorated with glittering jewels on her neck... No, she was smiling at the ruined ground, virtually like a gazelle.

The necklaces and rings were magical items made by God to protect the supreme magical 'soul imprisonment’.

Soul deprivation.

Magic that invades the souls of others.

God used soul-stealing magic against Perisha, and I could feel the spirits of the brothers and sisters that led me to the gene with her.

He attacked the souls that led to one with his own power, and all but Ferrisha were affected by the defensive enchantment.

They resisted instinctively when the soul was invaded, but they could not resist the invasion of the god of the Southern Palace, which could handle the magical power and the free materials of the soul, and the soul was eventually conquered by his hand.

It was Ross Child's way of figuring out the power of magic and curses to the end at the level of "mysterious ability."

But it's not just about them.

Even though the world of this ability, far from technology, was unfolding, magic was a force that would come from novels or movies, so it is impossible for ordinary people to believe it straightaway… no, the more knowledgeable they are, the more likely they are to be.

In particular, those who gathered in the name of Rothschild had the highest level of brains in the field, so there was no unreported power of magic, and the price was desperate.

On a sub-monitor of jihad, monsters, unmanned weapons of the Three Tai Poles, and executives of the Three Tai Poles dominated the earth.

It's natural.

Dozens of Grade 10 Talents plus that, instead of just getting old weapons and low-grade monsters, the executives of the Three Taipei Pole are pushing back and forth with elite troops?

If that had happened, Perisha would have fallen on her knees and admired the power of Rothschild.

Kuaaak -

“Heave-ho! M-master... If you hold my... heart like that... I can't... give you an order... Knng... Knng!"

At that time, Jinwoo, who moved to the back of Perisha, suddenly tightly grasped her breasts, revealing a provocative picture of her shifting over her clothes.

“What do you think? You've already won. You think a bunch of assholes who know nothing but shit can make us think of the word" crisis "in the first place? ”

The power and gold of the Rothschild family surpasses all imagination.

If they are willing to destroy anyone, they are literally the enemy of the world in an instant.

However, it is only possible if the other person spends money.

Officers don't have to pay a salary, and monsters can just throw anything that's alive at them. Since there are so many ‘human' resources in the world that are a problem, there is no big problem with food.

But you definitely need something and you don't have it? Then why don't you just take what's yours?

Since you don't need money to maintain your power, the world's most powerful Rothschild fighter doesn't stand a chance.

No matter how much money you bribe the media and attract senior officials and congressmen, you can't limit their actions.

A gangster powerful enough to stand up against the world, Samtaegjeong is, in a way, the perfect counter for the Rothschild family that rules the world economy.

“I thought you'd have some difficulty with all that bullshit, but it's nothing. Isn't that right?"

“Yes... Nehet... *

Casting Casting

Perisha starts to flush with the lustful touch of Jinwoo that brings joy and mild pain to her breasts, and her body starts to flutter.

“Mmmm! What's the matter, Perisha? The battle isn't over yet, is it? It's a little early to be out of command, isn't it? ”

“But... but... ”

Kuaaaarrrrgh...!!

Immediately, Jinwoo suddenly began to squeeze her chest forcefully, and Perisha's usual egotistical and neat appearance distorted with pleasure.

“Tsk, tsk...! ”

Perisha trembled at the painful pleasures that rose from her heart, giving her a strange look that she did not know whether she was in pain or pleasure.

Bang, bang!

“Ugh!? ”

At that time, Jinwoo grabbed her blonde hair strangely and pulled her up, and she was drawn to the captain's seat by Jinwoo's hand, which caused her to feel the pain in her head. “

Jinwoo, who sits in the captain's seat, takes off his trousers, pulls off Ferrissa's skirt and clumsy underwear, and lets her sit on top of herself.

Zbuwook-!

“Huff... huff..."

Perisha lets out a pleasant groan as her anus straightens to the pleasure of scraping at work, swallowing her thick penis from Jinwoo.

She grabbed a woman's hair and forcibly dragged it into her anal cavity.

Even though ordinary women asked me if I was an animal, Pericia, who was much smarter than any other woman, made a happy face that Jinwoo's penis was scraping off the job.

No matter how powerful you are, for a man who knows how to obey a female, the mind of slavery thinks that it is the natural principle and the truth.

With her abilities, she was able to rise to higher heights, but she was a female addicted to the joy of being ruled by men. She was sticking her tongue out of the strong male's jaw, poking her butt.

“Hehehe! Those are my females. If you don't prepare, you'll get wet just by poking it. ”

“Ahhhh… Inni…. I... have to... command... now... ”

Pow, pow!

“Hehehe...! ”

Jinwoo quickly started the piston movement with a large bounce back despite Ferrissa's plea.

“What do you think? You've already won, right? Even with this kind of penalty, there's nothing wrong with the front. ”

“Ha... But... Ahh... Ahh..."

- Sir, Miss Doyun has started to attack the rear of the enemy. -

That was the crystal blow.

After arriving at Doyun, Jinwoo, confident that the ground is all cleared out, grabbed her crooked waist with both hands and began shaking mercilessly.

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“Get in line! We're building a defense line here to counterattack!! ”

A commander-level competent man raised his voice and gave orders to those in charge of protecting the Bone Family of Rosschild. Those who were good enough to protect the Mainland ignored their conflicted allies and held their place steadily.

Running away here will kill you anyway.It's better to be prepared to die and fight the right way.

Tata Tak!

As the group with the ultraviolet knife saw the gathering of Roschild's perceived talents, they rushed towards them to break their lines.

“Rrrrgh!! ”

“Die!”

Several of the body-boosters who were building the defense lines ran to stop the monks, and the others were behind them.

Only a few body-boosters have risen up because they are sure to attack enemies elsewhere, but not all of them can rush to fight a few enemies.

Shushun?

“Up!! ”

At that moment, when someone hears the sound of something shooting from the sky shout, the strongmen quickly open their shields.

Titling -

It was an arrow that fell through a membrane made of mind-bending forces.

An arrow made of bone.

Turning your head in the direction of the arrow, you can see the Necromancer, who appeared there with hundreds of skeletons and hordes of zombies.

‘That direction……!? ’

Several of the Talents who had lived on the main street of Rothschild for a long time confirmed the direction in which Doyun appeared.

“No way...! ”

The first thing Weller did since he became head of household was to head up the family cemetery in the Rosschild family cemetery.

Prior to Weller, housewives dedicated their lives to the Rosschild family and allowed them to be buried together by building a cemetery for them near a cemetery where only the people of the household and the main house could be buried, but Weller was so unhappy with the cemetery that even the non-white ones were buried.

I wanted to dig up the race of non-white people and throw them in the garbage, but I couldn't do anything that could cause problems for their families who were buried there.

Of course, you can build with the power of money and power, but once it spreads to SNS, it's so annoying to clean them up that only the tombs of the family members have been taken over.

In addition, the direction in which Doyun appeared with the skeletons was where the tomb was.

“Th-that one! ”

The skeletons are hard to recognize, but the rotting corpses can be recognized as primordials if you look closely.

And some with good eyesight came to realize,

They're members of the Rosschild family.

“Hehe, I like the look on your faces. What does it feel like to be attacked by the people in your family? ”

After seeing some of the faces of the few who had seen what they had done, Yuan waved his fingers lightly forward and backward, and the sign revealed that skeleton warriors were holding swords and shields made of bones, and that zombies were shaking violently at the stiff bodies and rushing towards those who had built the barrier.

“Son of a-bitches!! ”

“Damn it! Genjaang! ”

An undead unit made up of the corpses of homeowners and family members.

It's hard to expect such great combat strength, but from the point of view of the enemy, we can't just stand by and attack monsters in a horror movie.

“They are our enemies, I'm afraid! Don't let them get to you. Attack! First of all...! ”

Puck!

The alert commander tried to give a swift command, but at the same time, a large caliber bullet pierced through his forehead and through his back hole.

The large caliber bullet comes through with the blood, but it turns rapidly toward those who were trying to build a defensive wall instead of going straight ahead.

Pufferpuck!

“P-stop it! Brainstormers, stop that bullet! ”

“Rrrrgh! Th-that's a breach! ”

“Upstairs! Stuffed weapon! ”

“Dammit! We're blocked off!! ”

Harin, who manipulates the undead troops in the rear, spears in the sky, bullies and monsters on the ground, and projectiles fired from a long distance from a sniper rifle with free material, quickly performs chaos through the bodies and legs of the capable people.

There would have been little hope if numbers had been superior, but those who were losing in every way became one dead body after another, bewildered by the attacks on every side.

The Rothschild family is falling to ruin.

This is not even if they are incompetent or if they are incompetent.

As originally planned, the elites of the Grade 10 Talents, Saladin's clones, could gather together to look forward to the battle for Park Bing Bing Bing, and if they were to die of illness in a mysterious way, the remaining defenders would have the tactical advantage of collaborating backwards and forwards with the support of the Pentagon and the army under the influence of the Rothschild family.

The talented people gathered here were experienced and skilled veterans who could produce such results, and the commanders were also very experienced and likely.

It's just that the power of 'magic’ in the Southern Palace is a fantasy and there is no response.

That was the biggest patchwork of the Rosschild family.

The Pentagon, the last of the burial grounds, and the military, sent their men.

“Khh... Ugh... cheap! ”

Scatter, Scatter, Scatter!!

“I... I... I... I can't... I can't...! ”

Pupperfuck!!

Perisha's orders, with Ahegaorun's expression, issued a launch order, struck the cannon of the ostriches anchored over the jihad's body, and Roschild's soldiers, who were rapidly on the move, were launched sequentially from missile sacks open around the jihad's body.

At first, they seemed to be holding back somehow, but they couldn't resist the constant pressure of the missiles firing and the cannonballs at the entrance of their skulls, so they were swept away by the flames until they became ashes... no, dust.

“Heehee... hee... hee..."

She used to be a Perisha who should have been proud of her enemies' damage secretly, but now she sits on the thighs of a hermit, groaning foolishly with a cheerful smile at the sensation of hot semen in her anus.

Rothschild with the power of money.

It was being brought down by the worst gangster force in the history of the planet, Samtaegeuk, who was unfaithful to reason and money.

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Fuck!!!

Holy shit!!!

My brother found out!!!!

I know all about my novel!!

Hey, what the fuck? If you google Naver and "Joara Sabat," can you do "writer's cub life?" "I heard a lot of people say, 'What the fuck is that?!'

I thought he looked like a pervert, but he looked like this!

Now I want to know what novel I write, where that little brother goes accidentally, family or relatives, but if I put it out of my mouth, it's not three gambling... it's not a game-over... no, it's just a dead end! Huh? This is the dead end of my life!!

If the mommy finds out, she'll shove me in a coffin and she won't hurt me!!

I played "fragile, weak, pure and slightly evil and perverted inversion" cosplay in my fucking unpleasantness, and it all went wrong! Shit! You got it all wrong!

This is all your fault! It's because you've exposed my nature to the Internet! Aaaaahhhh!!!

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