Volcanic Sphere

The mountains continued constantly as if the waves were rising. Twenty warriors were walking along the small mountain path that connects the mountain waves.

Early in the spring, a cold breeze had yet to pass through the bodies of the apostles. The teachers shrugged their heads with a frown.

A middle-aged teacher at the forefront raises her head. Now, in his late forties, Dosa bites his molars tightly.

The eyes are red and there are endless spasms on the shoulders.

“Volcanoes have made great sacrifices in the war on horses. Is it only the Cold War of Gandhi that has returned? The human heart of the world is so unfathomable. ”

“Death penalty.”

“It will be strong. Once again, the world cannot look at volcanoes in ridicule. ”

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They were also the same Shaljeong in the year � Dosa . � �

There was only one person, only one Dosha, who closed his eyes in '52.

You were poisoned to death. ’

The painting of a middle-aged dancer that emitted a chilly energy from his head was owned by one of the Hyuncheon, Old Moon, and Diagonal midwives.

Such a man is furious. Then the volcano will move to where the anger is directed.

‘Where are we going now?'

A pristine figure, present ¤ when Jin-jin sighed.

“Lead smoke breaks down. ”

It reminded me of the meditation of the Jinn and the current Jinn.

Smoke was blooming right across the hill in front of me. In the bitter smell of the wind, the impression of the masters was crunched.

"Bloody"?

“Let's go. ”

In a sensual manner, Jincheon shouted in anger.

The teachers hurriedly crossed the hill. Then the plague of the wooden dog unfolded.

“Umm!”

They lost their horses because of the tragedy that unfolded before their eyes.

A small village was caught in flames. Approximately thirty houses were burned down or already ashed, and people's bodies were rolling around in the streets.

“Myriad! What the hell is going on..... ”

“Looks like you've been raided by a bunch of bandits. Not necessarily, I've been told that bandits ride all over the place these days. ”

“Oh, my God! ”

The expression of the current Jinn has changed boldly.

‘Fortune fires! This time, the hordes of thieves are in ruins. What am I supposed to do with this? ’

The masters scattered and searched the town, but no survivors were seen. More than thirty households and more than a hundred people were exterminated as children and adults.

“You're cruel. How can you kill innocent villagers? ”

“O primitive God, please look down on them. ”

When the apostles prayed for the apparel of the dead, the true man heard a faint voice. The new voice is so small that I thought it was a mistake at first.

“Umm!”

However, the moment he heard the new voice again, the current Jinn realized that what he heard was not a hearing.

“Where are you?”

The current Jinn struggles to find the place where the hearing is heard.

It used to be a precious family home, but now it's burning and crumbling and there's a faint moan in the ruins.

The current Jinn hurriedly searches the wreckage. Half the burning columns were removed and the ashes were scattered by hand.

“Priest, why are you doing this? ”

“Goodbye! What the hell……. ”

“There's a survivor in here. ”

In the words of the current Jinn, the young warriors gathered and cleared the debris.

Half cleared the wreckage? The body of the man in the fire was seen halfway through the ashes.

A real man frowns at the body of a man wearing a robe made of animal leather with a skirt on his back.

“Are you... an enemy? ”

At first glance, it was a outfit and richness that did not match the town. The hardened flesh on his fist was proving it.

The current Jinn touches the body of the thief. I didn't feel the warmth of the living.

“The priest must have been mistaken. I think he's been dead a long time. ”

“But why did the bandit die? Did any of the villagers learn martial arts? ”

The death sentences of the current Jinn, including the Hyuncheon Jinn, were said in one word. But no one could unravel their question.

It was then.

“Umm!”

Again I heard a weak groaning. This time, not only the current Jinn, but everyone here heard.

“No way?”

The current Jinn hurriedly flips the thief's body.

Unlike the back side, which was exposed to ashes and burned by fire, the front of the thief was at least fine. The eyes of the bandits looking at the thief's body shake.

The thief's neck was torn from the flesh as if the beast had been bitten, and his vocal cords were bright. The wound on the neck seemed to be a sign. However, it was not because of the bandit's wounds that the teachers were surprised.

There was a small spherical boy lying under the thief's seat. It was just not visible to the thief's heavy body.

The boy's arms and legs were deformed. It also reminded me of the terrible wounds the boy suffered.

“Huh!”

“Myriad!”

In the face of the disaster, the teachers either coughed or turned their heads and turned their backs.

The boy who kept his eyes closed as if he had died suddenly opened his eyes.

“ ……. ”

Even the void eyes that lost everything and the desperate life in it twinkled.

“Kid!”

It was time for the true man to reach out to the boy in a heartless manner. The boy turns his head hard and barely spits out something that was biting his mouth.

Tuck!

Something with only one fist rolled off the floor. The object that was made red was definitely someone's flesh.

“Me, me? ”

A devastating static sits on the shoulders of the volcano masters.

1 Ch. 1. Spring also comes to the volcano (1)

The boy, now only sixty-seven years old, was climbing the mountain hard. The thick eyebrows on his forehead, the cold, cool eyes and firm lips on his underneath, seemed to show that he was very stubborn.

The boy raises his head and looks at the summit of the mountain.

As if the sword had been put upside down, the rocks soared toward the sky. It's like a lotus blossom. Because of that external fragrance, the highest peak was named the softening rod.

It is home to one of the Old Moon Waves, the Volcano Wave. Exactly the same as the volcano, although there are only the oxen and arches that can be said to be symbols of the volcano.

Unlike the partisans who were concentrated on the summit of the mountain, volcanic waves spread evenly throughout the volcano.

The volcanic force palace was situated at the top of the Eudaeongbong, and stops such as the Golden Heavenly Palace, the Boeun Palace, and the Young Boeung Palace were nesting in places not seen from the outside.

At least the most widely known places in the world were the Okcheon-won at the entrance to the volcano and the Tapyeong Palace at the middle of the hill. The place accessible to the general public was also the limit. Because of this, the people of the world did not know the true appearance of the volcano.

“Huuk!”

A harsh breath came out of the boy's mouth.

The ladder the boy is climbing?) Between the cliffs, I was a small stone staircase. It was so cramped and close to vertical that only one adult could pass by. It was almost a hundred such ships in length, so the name was also the White Bow.

To climb the Hundred and Seventy Stone Stairs first. This near-vertical path, called the per thousand horizons, was notorious for its roughness and roughness.

Even the ruthless, polarized UAVs were climbing the hard way, and the boy was climbing the evil path. His legs were heavy as if he had cut a clump.

Sweat poured down the whole body, and the complexion turned pale long ago. The heart shook like crazy as if it would pop out of your mouth.

It felt more painful to climb a staircase than to die. Still, the boy had no way of saying it was hard or resting.

It was time to climb the stairs so stubbornly. Suddenly his left leg cramps.

The boy pauses climbing the stairs and looks down the left leg. It was thinner than the right leg, but slightly bent. I was bent under my knee and was unable to exert the proper force, and it was difficult to walk normally.

So the boy was forced to cut off his feet a little bit. It is often the stumbling block that people talk about.

There was no major problem with everyday life, but it was a fatal flaw as an unattended person who learned nothing.

With such flaws, the boy was returning to the summit and the rooftop at the entrance to the volcano every day.

Even hard-working masters follow that path.

‘It's okay! I can do it. ’

The boy maliciously climbed the mountain again.

The body was full of vigor and both legs were endless, but the boy's gaze was fixed on the summit of the volcano.

The boy continued to step towards the summit of the volcano. I moved one step at a time, and I was able to get out of the Hundred Straits.

Just because you're out of the White Horn doesn't mean you're at the top of the volcano. I was only halfway to my destination.

The boy takes a short breath and looks around. I saw a softening rod far beyond Podragon Spirit. A symbol of volcanoes with oxen and arches. However, it was not the boy's destination.

The boy took a step in the direction of the canal rod on the other side. The envelope called the softening rod, the envelope called the catering rod, and the envelope called the daffodil rod were gathered in one place, but the wand fell alone. I don't know if so, but I felt lonely.

A thick drop of sweat poured down the boy's forehead. The two legs were heavy. Especially my left leg hurts when I'm not normal.

The lower back and leg muscles swell up like bursts, complaining of pain as if the bone articulation were clenched. The lungs expanded as needed to breathe a little more air, and the heart was shaking like crazy to supply fresh air to the blood.

How long have they been like that? The boy entered the bush near the Fort Bong. Beyond the bush, there was a small grove. Soro was so secretive that he would never know if he saw it outside.

After a short walk along the road, a small forehead situated at the end of the cliff appeared. There was a small medieval statue in front of the old foreground, and a middle-aged master was sitting on the medieval statue.

Dosa had no idea how many times she had been raped, but she was wearing a rag.

After looking at the volcanic landscape for a long time, I looked at where the boy was.

It was a deep goal in Dosa's glance.

“Have you been under the mountain again? ”

“Master.”

“Why are you so stubborn that your legs are not completely healed? No, even if you say this, it's not you. I would have quit right away. ”

Over the past five years, the boy has climbed the volcano without a single day's drowning. It took half a day for a healthy person to climb a volcano.

The boy had a handicap on his leg. I was forced to be much slower than normal people.

Everyone said he was crazy. Nevertheless, the boy climbed the mountain.

It took the first boy three days to climb the volcano. Though the mind was already at the top, the boy's two legs did not follow his will.

In particular, the left leg, which was twisted and muscular, made the boy more painful. Nevertheless, the boy never said it was hard, nor did he rest.

One step, one step, climbed the mountain slowly without ever resting, and when he finally reached the top, the boy was almost dead.

The condition of the boy was jeopardized enough that he would have lost his life if the master had not taken life-saving measures in time.

I would have stopped there if I had been a normal person. But the boy climbed the mountain again as soon as his body recovered. Despite his firm will, the master was forced to watch the shape of the boy until now.

As he climbed up and down the mountain, the boy recovered his appetite. Even the flesh that was dry without froth was attached to the muscles. After five years, I now have the strength and cardiopulmonary capacity to quickly climb volcanoes.

“Phew! Come here. ”

“Master, it's okay now. ”

“Come here because I'm not okay. ”

The boy, who does what the Dosa says, sat on the bench with the expression that he cannot. Then the master reached out his eyes and began to wriggle the boy's legs.

“Umm!”

I squeezed the boy's lips, and I spilled an intrusion.

The Master's touch was unparalleled. His leg grows in the grip of an evil man.

But the moment of pain passed in an instant. Instead, a cool feeling took its place.

“How reckless. Is that how you want to get up to nothing? ”

“I'm sorry, Master. ”

“Myrrh! What do you have to apologize for? This incompetent master is sorry for you. ”

“No.”

The young boy hurriedly shook his hand at the words of the apostle's self-reproach.

Master was a lifesaver to the boy. I rescued and cured him who was dying. And I reaped him as a disciple. He couldn't exist now if he wasn't the master.

“Hoya!”

“Yes!”

“You……. No."

Dosa blurred her horse tail.

Dosa's painting was one of the current, volcanic elders. And the name of the boy he's picking up his legs from is Damho. He was the only survivor in the village that was raided by bandits five years ago.

Everyone saw the wound and gave up. But only one person, the current true man, was different.

He broke his limbs and never gave up his rigorous vocation. He was not a congressman, but he did his best to cure the damnation.

I don't know if there was heavenly help, but the Wall is alive. However, the sequelae of the wound led me to cut my left foot. As much as that, I could not help it with the efforts of the current Jinn.

"Oh, my God, what do you do with pity? ’

A sad light passed through the eyes of the current Jinn, who was crumpling the Damho Bridge.

The talent he saw was remarkable. But what was better than that was his will.

I don't know if it was a big deal since I was a kid, but Damho had a much stronger will than the boys of his age.

If his body had been normal, he would have been a great unarmed man.

But the wall was uncomfortable with the left leg. There was no problem in everyday life, but it was a deadly weakness for those who learned nothing.

Any moonshine would be, but the volcano's maneuverability was of paramount importance. Especially when I became a mainstream disciple and received a hearing hearing hearing, I had to learn the Old Testament.

Gu Gu Gu Gu Gu Bo, who is a remarkable change, was a method of extreme elevation that is difficult to learn from even the most talented writers. It was too contemporary for the leg to learn the uncomfortable language. Hagan Damho grew the strength of his legs by climbing and lowering mountains every day.

It was unknown if he could learn the Old Testament, but Damho trained himself without missing a day. In front of such a disciple's efforts, the true man had no choice but to blush his eyes.

“Master, it's okay now. You can stop.”

“Let's just do a little more. ”

“But……. ”

“Because I want to. Let's do a little more. ”

“Master.”

Damho closed his eyes.

In the last five years, the real person has always been the same. In order to do one more thing, I took care of the wall with the utmost care, like a man with an anvil.

Without the care of such a true man, there would have been no current discourse. Hyundai Jin nodded his head.

“There's only one thing a man needs. If your wick is not steady and shaken, the rest of heaven will take care of it and open the way. So don't be so impatient, Hoya. ”

It was true that he was a preacher to the roots.

‘Master, I don't believe in the sky. ’

Damho's answer echoed only in his mouth.