Limits - Chapter 2: Adventure with Berries

[Complete your story by challenging countless monsters, demons, and legends]

This is the last sentence I saw before I lost my mind.

And it’s one sentence that I’m still holding on to.

That’s how the journey of killing monsters and wandering in search of all kinds of rumours began.

And it will continue.

Until the day I get out of this damn game.

It was an era of war unlike ever seen before in Murim history.To end the horrible war, numerous heroes had sacrificed their lives and disappeared on the battlefield.This is the story of a man that longed to be a hero and the story of his brilliant rise to the top.***Joo Seo-Cheon is a man who luckily survives the Warring Era and becomes the Hwasan sect’s elder, only to live a life full of regrets and doubts.He lays on his deathbed waiting for the inevitable when he is returned to the past…

Monsters appear frequently, instances are everywhere!When various classes shine brightly, Li Haotian awakens to what everyone considers the most useless Illusion God class—the Mechanic!But what others don't know is that Li Haotian's Mechanic can unlock a special talent every ten levels![Unlimited Ammo]When others are cautiously navigating instances, Li Haotian is already surrounded by countless Superpower Mechanical creations—Gatling guns, Rocket Cannons, bombers, Wolverines, Terminators, intercontinental missiles, Aircraft Carriers...and, unlimited ammo![God's Eye View]While others are carefully exploring the enemy's situation, Li Haotian is eating hotpot and watching the enemy gradually fall into the encirclement of the superpower army, grinning.[Air Drop Support]When the enemy is playing outdated tactics like blitzkrieg and encircling points to reinforce, Li Haotian remains calm, pointing to the sky—the superpower army instantly descends thousands of miles away, covering the skies of Sakura Country!Abyss Dungeon, Slaughter Dungeon, large group instances, international war instances... Li Haotian sneers and goes alone.Because, I alone, can rival a million troops!

The protracted ’witch hunting’ had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years’ War, and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise. Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said— “Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!”