Volcanic Sphere

The damho was brushed to the floor and remained motionless for some time. Everyone thought that a wall could not happen. Some of them looked at him with an overhand expression.

It wasn't easy to look at. Because it could not be overcome by a pure misfortune, and even the Plum Report exploited the weakness of the Wall.

Kyung-hyung sighed.

“I'm sure it's time. No more……. ”

At that moment, the wall, which was nude without any fluctuations, barely formed a body. His nose and mouth were bleeding. Nevertheless, the pitch of the wall looking at the water was not broken.

The lieutenant said.

“Priest, it's time to stop……. ”

“Go on.”

At that moment, the voice of the truthful man echoes.

The lieutenant looks at the true man.

“But……. ”

“The Angel of Heaven is still undefeated. The opponent didn't surrender, but you intend to end it alone? I don't want to pass the ball on to someone so loose. ”

The Watchman was evil.

The intentions of the true man of the biopsy were clear.

Breaking the will of the Wall, so as to eliminate the obsession with absurdity. I think that's the best thing to do.

‘Don't resent me, priest. ’

The Watchman rushes towards the wall with a wooden sword nearby.

Like a scattered plum, the gaze of a gentleman's gaze dizzies the eyes of the Wall. Once, Damho stepped back. Once he spread his distance, he knew his opponent's intentions.

Shhh!

His feet passed through the tip of his nose.

Lobular regression method ().

The footsteps of the hydroponics cut through the air, as if sweeping a leaf piled on the floor. The foot, which wanted to pass through the dam, snapped at a bizarre angle and plunged down toward the apical tree.

Pueblo!

Damho crossed his hands to prevent the hydroponics from degenerating.

An intense shock spread through both forearms. In extreme pain, the face of the wall was severely distorted.

Myeong attacked with a mixture of soft-leaf regression and twenty-four fig swords. The sharp swords and chaotic kicks seemed to retreat without a proper response.

“Me, me? ”

A sad light appeared on the face of the disciples who were watching him. Many of them did not like the discourse very much, but I am sympathetic because I see the unilateral crowding like that.

Ungyeong said to Martial Arts.

“That's the reality. No matter how strong the will is, the essential differences cannot be overcome. The path of an unmanned man is not a match for the Heavenly Father. ”

“But..... ”

“The death penalty is the one that will lead to the volcano of the future. ”

At the end of the speech, Ungyeong tightly shut his mouth. But his intentions were certainly communicated to the martyr.

“Tsk!”

Martial arts is full of tongues.

In the meantime, he was driving the wall even more terribly. The sword and the bridle's engagement attacks curl up without finding a place to retreat.

“It's over."

The Sword of the Watchman is shot at the wall.

It was the herbivore of a plum. It was a glamorous herbivore that made the illusion that so many of the volcano's plums were in unison.

I didn't see a place to avoid the Plum Exposure.

He was convinced of his victory.

‘Now.’

It was then. The eyes of the Wall were shining.

Whether he was excited or not, the movement of the hydrophone grew. That's why Patan happened.

Pot!

Damho kicked the earth with his right foot.

One step forward, and one punch.

Pueblo!

Damho's fist pierced the plum and was clearly intense on the Watcher's chest. Fortunately, the internal combustion engine protected him, so he didn't take a big hit.

For the first time, a dazzling light appeared in the face of the lieutenant. If Damhoe's fist had a normal endurance, his chest would have been crushed by this strike. It was a strike that stabbed a loophole, and it was a spicy counterattack.

He felt his chest cool.

I saw him as a cripple, and there was a surprising number. And that number was powerful enough to cool the dorsal spine of the hydrophile.

‘If there was an inner ball in his fist, I would have died of this strike. ’

He looks at the true man without even knowing him. I can see the true man with an unworthy expression. But I didn't seem to intend to finish the rubbing.

‘If so?’

There was still a chance.

The Hydrologist sweeps the waist of the wall with a soft fall.

Pueblo!

Damho's face was distorted. It's because there's been a huge shock to my back.

A dark red blood flows through the mouth of the dam. It was evidence that he was deeply injured, not just traumatized.

With a stumbling wall of ears, the voice of the truthful man is echoed.

“You certainly have an amazing talent. The number of days ago is evidence. But such amazing talents are useless if they are not supported by the flesh and the interior. This is the reality, so realise the reality and give up. ”

“I can't ……. ”

Damho shakes his head.

He burst into tears, and blood was pouring down his lips.

My whole body ached. I felt like I was constantly beaten by a hammer. In particular, the left knee hurt. I was eager to lay down like this. Then I thought it would be convenient.

But the wall stands still.

It was not difficult to acknowledge reality as the true man said. But then you deny yourself your identity.

The idea of becoming a strong unmanned man, every effort so far, is to return to the bubble.

The eyes of the Wise Truthful shine colder in an unmistakable and stubborn light.

“What are you doing, Lieutenant? The battle is not over yet. How long do you intend to stand so far away? ”

The watchman flinches his shoulders at the thunderous voice of the true man.

Damn it!

The Watchman attacked it with a malice. With a single shot of foliar regression, Damho had already lost the ability to protect himself.

Do you want me to keep doing nothing against him? It was just a means of exercising ruthless violence against those who could not protect themselves.

Furburbuck!

The hydroponics' soft-leaf regression knocked the entire body of the elongated wall. Every time, the body of the wall shakes like a leather squad.

I hear a broken bone and my whole body is covered in a dark red hole, but the wall stands still to the end.

If he's dead, he screams.

“Please give up, Your Holiness. ”

I couldn't feel comfortable beating him.

What he wanted was legitimate rubbish, not this ruthless violence. But the cold eyes of the true Witch made him unstoppable.

“Heavenly Father.”

“Umm!”

No matter how cruel he looked, many of the disciples turned their heads and turned away. Among other things, there were those who were opposed to Damho's mastery of anarchy.

“Just fall. ”

Do you think Ungyeong would have said that if he had died?

The appearance of the wall was so disastrous.

The veil of both eyes burst and the world looked all red. I felt no more pain in a blurred world. Pain has paralyzed even the nerves.

“Cool!”

Damho vomited blood. The black blood on his chest showed that his internal injuries were not usually fatal.

I knew that Damho couldn't stand it any longer. His will remained firm, but his flesh had already reached an unbearable stage.

Damho looks at the true true man last time. At that moment, the true man of the biopsy was flawed.

It is because of the two eyes of the Wall that look at themselves.

The despair in their eyes, the ferocious life, and the poison that would never be broken touched the planting of the true.

A truthful man bites his lips in the face of a desperate figure that does not match the moonshine volcano.

Instinctive refusal to climb from the depths of the chest. His heart was refusing to exist.

I knew it was a moment to stop.

If you go beyond the line, the path of the unmanned becomes clear, and you can't even live a normal life.

‘But……. ’

The refusal in his heart was blocking his mouth. In the meantime, Damho allowed the hydroponics to regress a few more lobsters.

Damho barely shook his lips.

“I…… never give up……. ”

Pueblo!

At that moment, the last strike of the captain was intense on his temples.

The rope that held the spirit of Damho is broken. The wall collapses as if it were a strapped kite.

“Heavenly Father!”

Only then did Martial Arts and Han Ownership run to Damho.

The captain closes his eyes and raises his head. The liquid was pouring down his forehead, not knowing whether it was sweat or tears.

At that time, the voice of the truthful man resounded in the bowels.

“What are you doing? Losers don't go out of the labyrinth. ”

The disciples, who had been defeated by the same voice as the frostbite, went out of the palace in a veil.

The truthful man said without even looking back.

“Keep rubbing. ”

“Goodbye!”

A few of the disciples jumped into the residence of the present Jinn. One of them had a wall on his back that had become a mannequin.

The current Jinn is frightened and jumps on the ground.

“Ho! What happened? ”

“Stop rubbing..... ”

“Ruby? What kind of ruby is this? Isn't he the one who died? What the hell happened..... No, just get in your seat. ”

The disciples were hastily nurtured.

The condition of the dam was not good. No, it was the worst.

His consciousness was stern, and he continued to bleed from his nose and mouth. It was amazing that he was still alive in this state.

“Ho... hey! Do you hear my voice? ”

The voice of the current Jinn trembled. In front of the comfort of the only disciple, the immortality of the true man was shaking without reason.

Damho did not answer. No, I couldn't. He was wandering around the corner right now.

“Who the hell made you do this? ”

“Sleep tight. ”

“Fix it? Yeah, fix it. ”

The true man is hugged with a trembling hand. Then a small wooden box was caught.

When you open the wooden box, a black monograph appears. The current Jinn hurriedly plunges the monolith into the water and spills it slightly into the mouth of the wall.

“Hoya! You must live. Hoya! Where are you going with this master? ”

The current Jinn, who had taken all the short pills, quickly began to slurp the whole body of Damho.

“Hoya, Damho! You.... ”

The cries of the True One resounded in the night sky.