Volcanic Sphere

Chapter 67: 6. Blood shines, and everyone kills their breath (2)

It was a scholarship that rolled out the floor and was stuck on the wall.

Blood was pouring down the scholarship's eyes, ears, and mouth.

“Turn it off!”

His lips fluttered with what he was about to say. But instead of a horse, a mixture of broken guts and splinters bled out.

It was only a strike.

A scholarship in a fist of a wall that stretches along a line becomes irresistible.

The body of the scholarship was also so shattered, as if the caterpillar had smashed the walls.

“ ……. ”

At this instant, a choking static descended in the bowel.

It was an unexpected sight. No one thought that many of these people would do such reckless things while watching.

Landscaping, of course, and even Lee Sin Wing, the owner of the red rock lodge.

“Me, you lunatic! ”

It was flowing from Mo Jung-hyun's lips. It also represented everyone's feelings.

The landscape lifts its finger and points to the wall.

“You, you? ”

“Why?"

“Do you know what you have done? How dare you commit murder in the Red Rock Mountains. ”

“So?”

“Can you handle this aftermath? ”

“Why should I think of retribution? ”

“Don't you have any thoughts? You!”

“I mean. I don't think so. When it comes to killing, think only of killing. How to kill the most efficiently. I don't know how else to kill them the fastest. ”

The gruesome voice of Damho dug out the ears of the people around the object. People trembled at the sound of the wall whispering in their ears.

Damho's gaze was toward Mo Jung-hyun.

“I will break all your teeth that lie, and pluck out your tongue. ”

“Don't be ridiculous. ”

“Stop it if you can. ”

Damhoe walked towards Mo Jung-hyun.

Unlike just now, his legs were cut off slightly.

I took a right foot, pulled my left foot.

Everyone saw the sight. But no one laughed at the discourse. Because the sight he had just shown me was just as shocking.

“Ugh! Don't come. ”

Mo Jung-hyun retreated, striking Jin-jeo-ri in the face of the forthcoming dam. It was not usual to be a senior bridge for a transport officer.

His face was terrified, and his body trembled. The wall in his eyes was not human.

He yells at the unmanned whales of the Transport Officer who followed the landscape.

“Don't, stop it! Stop him. ”

Unmanned men of the Transport Officer noticed the landscaping.

The look on the landscape was terribly distorted. I never expected Damho to be so reckless.

Damho was much stronger than he thought, and more ruthless.

Even at this moment, Damho was approaching Mo Jung-hyun. Now I had to make a decision.

“Stop it!”

As the landscape fell, the unmanned men of the Transport Officer rushed towards the wall. And the landscape moved.

Gross!

One day, his hand was filled with a blue moon sword.

A saber used by Lee Sin Wind as a young man.

There is nothing that cannot be cut and a sword that has no life that cannot be cut has flown towards the wall.

The courage of holding the Cheonwall Sword was overwhelming.

Though he was crushed for a while by the power of the Wall, the landscaper believed in his hand-held Cheonmoon Sword and his statelessness with decades of skill.

‘There's nothing to be afraid of. He's human, too.’

Shh!

The Qing Moon Sword flies around the neck of the wall.

The idea of finding out the truth has long since disappeared. At this moment, the only thing that dominated his mind was that he had to kill one, Damho.

Unmanned men of the Transport Officer were attacking the Wall.

The artillery that made it possible for the farekeepers of today were spread out from their hands.

Shhh!

The black wind rises and sweeps over the wall.

It was the perfect herbaceous plants that I didn't usually show when I was working. If I was in training, I would have complimented you generously.

But their opponent was Damho.

Quabang!

The moment Damhoe's eyes threw up a terrifying spectacle, a sound rang out. At the same time, the unarmed who attacked the dam became fish flesh and bounced around.

Before I could figure out what was going on, Damho's hand stretched out toward the Cheonwallstone Sword.

“Crazy bastard!”

The landscaper summoned pleasantries and injected power into the Cheongwal Sword. In this way, I was deceived to cut off the wrist of the Wall.

Choke!

However, Cheonwald Sword could no longer go forward. It's stuck in Damho's hand.

It was a blue sword that had no object to cut. Such a cheeky sword was in the hands of Damho.

There was no direct hit on the wall by the Oziam waves, but the landscaping made it clear.

The landscaper thought his heart was popping out of his mouth.

“Uh, how? ”

Without answering, Damho waved his other hand and pushed the sword of Cheonwall.

It was devastating.

Pacan!

Along with the sound of iron, the Cheongwal sword was struck in two eastern cavities. The broken body rotates terribly and splashes into the air.

The landscape is dazed, and I look at the view. It was so shocking that it didn't feel like reality.

Damho reached out. His hand was grasped by a newly broken Cheonwall Sword.

Puwook!

Damho sticks the broken sword to the forehead of the landscaping. The body of the landscaping fell back like a log.

“Death penalty! ”

Mo Jung-hyun shouted at the unbelievable sight.

At that moment, the wall was coming across the collapsing landscape toward him.

The pearl is a black pavement, black hair, and a twinkling black eye in between.

If there is a messenger, it must be like that.

“Oh, don't come! ”

Mo Jung-hyun opened his eyes to Damhoe.

Iron pox ( )

It was his lifetime herb that concentrated all his maneuvering power on the strike as if he were blowing a bullet of iron.

Bang!

I bumped into Damho's shattered spine and iron bullets.

Quad Yip!

“Argh!”

Mo Jung-hyun's right arm smashed into the fist of a dam-ho.

Mo Jung-hyun's mouth was opened with pain. At that moment, Damho's fist was stuck in his mouth. The toothbrush broke.

Mo Jung-hyun's face was instantly bitten with blood. But the pain isn't over yet.

The coarse hand of Damho rubbed his lips and grabbed his tongue. And I pulled it out.

Boom!

Mo Jung-hyun couldn't even scream and rolled off the floor. The blood bursts out like a fountain in the uprooted mouth.

Mo Jung-hyun frowned like a shrimp and trembled. Damhoe looked down at Mo Jung-hyun with such indifference.

The appearance of a wall that was not roughened by a single breath was terror itself.

Mo Jung-hyun reached out and tried to hold onto the wall. However, his hands are empty and he loses his strength and falls to the ground.

“Turn it off!”

Mo Jung-hyun took a big breath last time. That was the last thing I did in my life.

Damho threw Mo Jung-hyun's tongue on the floor.

“Ugh!”

A moaning burst out from all over.

Then I remembered the words of Damho.

He broke his teeth and pulled out his tongue. And as Damho said, he lost his teeth, and his tongue was plucked, and he died.

It has become like the words of Damho.

A series of events occurred so quickly that it was impossible to react. It was the same for Lee Sin Style, the owner of the red rock lodge.

The incident occurred before he even made his position, and the sergeant who was given a blue moon sword in front of his eyes died.

Of course, I had to punish the mistress and make a disgrace. However, the exotic wind was not able to move forward.

It was like a big beast in front of my eyes. His black eyes were full of murder, and his white teeth were as sharp as they would bite his breath.

Damhoe's black eyes turned toward the exotic wind.

“Mmm!”

The exotic wind frowned.

It's because my chin is choking.

It was also an old lake that had been rolled in the river for a lifetime, but I had never seen such fierce eyes.

I felt like I would run ahead of the scary one if I touched him.

Damho was staring at Lee Sin Wind. As an exotic wind, I had to react in any way.

The exotic wind finally opened its mouth after clearing its mind.

“How dare you wreak havoc in the Red Rock Mountains, and the liver is poured out as poured out. ”

His voice contained a heavy force.

It contains the will not to lose its majesty as the owner of the red rock lodge.

If it were a normal UAV, Gigi would have died from the fear of the exotic wind. But Damho was no ordinary unarmed man.

He stares at the exorcism without a single blink of an eye. Then, the expression of the exorcism slightly distorted.

“For some reason, committing murder in the Red Rock Mountains is unforgivable. I promise a fair investigation if I am overthrown. ”

“Fair investigation……. ”

“I will swear by the name of the exotic wind. Whoever you are, wherever you come from, I promise you I will never be penalized. ”

Lee Sin Style's remarks seemed very relevant when he heard something.

The position occupied by the exotic wind in his maturity was remarkable, because if he made such assurances, no one would easily resist.

Lee Sin Wing thought that Damho would accept his offer. Even though his martial arts seem strong, Gangho is not just a world where martial arts are all.

There were hundreds of unarmed people in the Red Rock Lodge, and more than a thousand people participated in the festival.

There was no reason to be afraid. He thought that Damho would follow his words.

“Bullshit!”

But the answer he heard was to exceed his expectations.

“What?”

“Didn't you hear? He said" bullshit. ”

“How dare you!”

I remember playing on the face of the exorcism.

It was a pagan style called the Great Bargain, but now Damho's remarks are unbearable.

“It seems that you believe in weak force, and your helplessness doesn't work for me. Therefore, it would be better to be subjugated. ”

The unarmed in the Red Rock Mountains stand behind the exotic wind.

There were only thirty of them, but they were in a fierce mood. He was a foreigner of the Blood Flower Corps.

They were tasked with pursuing and punishing those who had done harm to the Red Rock Lodge to the end of hell.

He was as strong as that, and his loyalty to the exotic wind was also great. They were in a position to rush out to Damho even if the exotic wind gave the order.

When the unmanned of the Blood Flower Squad stood behind him, a grin of ecstasy appeared on his face.

He looks at the wall with his backpack.

“The choice is yours. ”

“ ……. ”

“I hope you don't have a choice to regret. I mean it.”

“Today's your birthday, isn't it? ”

“What?”

“If you want to enter the coffin on the day you were born, I will. ”

At the moment, a devastating static descended into the bowel.