Volcanic Sphere

There was a sunset in the volcano.

At the top of the softening rod, a red bitten volcano came at a glance. As the sun sets, the lamps begin to shine brightly all over the volcano.

There were also lanterns in the Jin Moo Palace at the top of the Undaeongbong, the Golden Heavenly Palace on the hillside, and the Bonheon Palace. The figure was very beautiful, but the Hyuncheon Jinn could not feel such excitement.

“What did you say now? ”

There was a crack in his face that didn't seem to shake even if the lightning fell.

In front of him was a dancer and a ponytail.

The expression of Martial Arts was no different from that of Jincheon. His face, which was laid-back, was stiff.

Ungyeong calmly replied to the question of Hyuncheon Jin.

“The Book of Revelation is called the Book of Revelation. ”

“The Horse of Heaven? ”

“Yes.”

“Didn't you hear it wrong? ”

“Certainly. The missionary has sent a letter like that, and the rumors are floating under the sky. ”

“Umm!”

From the mouth of the Jinn of Hyuncheon, an intrusion flowed out.

His face was filled with distressing emotions. It has been a long time since he was so good at concealing his emotions.

What Ungyeong said was shocking.

Though he was a Jinn who was hiding in the volcano, he was gathering as much information as he was sensitive outside.

Bokma.

It was the master who was rattling the tune. The notoriety and prestige he had accumulated was never light, simply because he was a brilliant master.

In Kang Ho, I was already treating him as an absolute half-breed master. Rather, it is valued higher than Hyuncheon Jin, the master of the volcanic wave.

Are you from the volcano? It is also a paradise that has been looked upon by everyone as a stumbling block.

It was hard to believe.

Hyuncheon Jin felt his mouth become dull.

In the meantime, it was followed by an explanation of the operation.

“This is where he first appeared. This is where we tracked down the Horse Bridge the other day. He's obviously a celebrity. The one we threw away in the Thousand Bestial Prison..... ”

“Huge!”

This time, Martial Arts spilled an invasion.

His face was more wretched than the Jinn of Hyuncheon.

It was the martial arts who decided to abandon the sacrament that day. I suffered from guilt for years. I've barely lost my guilt, and I feel like I'm having nightmares again when I hear about the Holy Spirit.

“Yes! Let's say he's a celebrity. By the way, did you deny being a disciple of the Volcano? ”

“That's... that's it. ”

“How dare you!”

I remembered the guitar on the face of Hyuncheon Jin.

He was a Hyuncheon Jinjin who devoted everything to the volcano for the rest of his life. For him, the volcano was everything in life. No value was more precious than a volcano.

For him, the existence of the volcanic wave was never equally visible.

Ungyeong smiled bitterly as he saw such a Hyuncheon Jinn.

I don't know anyone else, but Rungyeong knew very well what Damho was treated like in a volcano wave.

I didn't have anything to say to myself. I decided that giving up smokeless early was for my own good, so I started reading without any reason.

“So where is the Holy Spirit now? ”

“I think I left the nightmare, but I don't know where it is yet. ”

“Umm!”

Hyuncheon Jin spilled an invasion.

His mind was turning very complicated.

This is when the pagans reappeared at the forefront of history.

The Mourim Blind was formed, but it is in its own power to protect the volcanoes after all.

At this point, even one more Munfa with an absolute master was in favor of survival. Hyuncheon Jin already realized that decades ago.

“Are you still issuing two statements? ”

“Yes.”

“I have to go to the current residence. ”

“Right now? ”

“Yes."

The Hyuncheon Jinn raised his body.

Since becoming the master of the volcanic wave, he has rarely escaped from the palace. Such direct movement of the Hyuncheon Jinn was a testament to what happened to the volcanoes.

The Hyuncheon Jin left the palace and headed to Undaebang. After that, dancing and entertainment followed.

The procession of the volcano masters, great disciples, and evangelists was forced to attract the attention of many.

"Where's the master? ’

‘I can't believe you're accompanying the ambassador. Did something big happen? ’

They greeted the Hyuncheon Jinn and others, but did not hide their suspicious faces.

The Hyuncheon Jin stopped in the middle of the meteorite rod.

“This was probably the place to live, right? ”

It has been more than a decade since the current Jinn settled here, but the current Jinn has never come before. Of course, we have no choice but to know the exact location.

Ungyeong took the lead with a bitter smile.

“We need to go up a little bit more. ”

“You take the lead. ”

“Yes!”

In the end, Ungyeong led the way.

The only way to enter the residence of the current Jinn is through the bush. The true man did not come out, and the disciples did not find him.

I was uncomfortable with the evidence that the wooded bush showed the disconnection of the volcano disciples and the current truthful.

Ungyeong stepped forward, stuttering his memory. After such a long walk, he could find a little haystack.

It was incredibly humiliating and shabby to think it was the residence of the Volcano Elder. The roof was falling apart, and the walls were pierced with holes, so I wondered if anyone would live.

Hyuncheon Jin frowns at the glance.

"Is there a place like this? ’

I felt like I was too indifferent to the current true man.

But that too, within a moment, he coughed and opened his mouth.

“Hmmm! Are you inside? I'm Hyuncheon.”

“ ……. ”

No answer was heard inside.

The Hyuncheon Jin raised his voice once again.

“The death penalty is here, so if you're inside, come out. ”

Again, the answer was not heard.

“This friend……. ”

In the end, the Hyuncheon Jinn entered the prison angry. When I opened the visit, the expression of Hyuncheon Jinn changed.

The prison was empty. There was no sign of the true in it.

The graveyard seemed to have been abandoned a long time ago.

“Oh, my God! ”

The embarrassing feelings of the Hyuncheon Jinn appeared in his face.

My king was the best, but I thought he'd be fine. I never thought I would have left this place and suffered so much damage as to conceal my cult.

“Goodbye……. ”

“Are you leaving? ”

Martial arts and horoscopes mutter.

Neither did they know that the current Jinn were not there.

Inside the room of the current Jinn was written in brazen handwriting.

Distortion of wrinkles.

“Huh! Can't you see the truth in it? ”

Hyuncheon Jin burst into sighs.

Thinking only of the advantages of the volcano wave, I felt like blaming myself for not recognizing the true value of talent like Damho.

Hyuncheon Jin ignored his possibilities because he was prejudiced by the fact that Damho was a cripple.

The writings left by the true man hurt his heart like a whirlpool.

I felt ashamed for the first time.

“Woonjeong.”

“Yes, Master. ”

“Find the priest. You must!”

“Got it.”

“Phew!”

The sighs of Jinn in Hyuncheon were scattered by the wind.

A cool breeze cools the heat, but Hyuncheon Jin feels rather cold.

The farmer's name was Longevity.

Zhang said to Damhoe and Jingfu to stay a day. Damho accepted his proposal.

It looked cruel on the outside, but it was a lot more serious than anyone. He gave his useless empty chambers to Damho and Jindhi.

Late at night, Damho came out alone.

After a long walk, it was once the hillside of a wild mountain.

Damho stands on a tall rock and looks at a wide open field. The wind was blowing. Rice was shaken by the wind.

I felt like I was watching the wavey night sea as the rice was buzzing under the moonlight.

Damho, who had been standing here for a while, looked at the rice paddy field and opened his mouth.

“Stop coming out. ”

“ ……. ”

“Do you want me to pull you out? ”

“I'm going out.”

Then someone answered in the dark.

A black shadow walks out from behind a large tree in the forest. He was a chaotic mid-twentieth century teacher dressed in hymns.

The young master took the siege towards the dampho.

“Numbers! Priest honor awaits death. ”

“Honor?”

In the eyes of Damhoe, Lee came to mind.

Twelve years have passed since I left the volcano, but there were unforgettable names. Honor was also one of them.

How can we forget?

When he was wandering the Dead Zone, he was honored to be a disciple of the True One.

This was the first time I saw it myself. No, I had seen him at the checkpoint, but I didn't know he was honorable at the time.

Honor has come to Damho.

“Death penalty.”

“I would have told you already. I am no longer a disciple of the volcano. ”

“I heard from Sager before I came here. I really didn't know there was such a situation. I will forgive you on your behalf. ”

Honor bows his head to Damho. But the glance of the wall at him was never favorable.

“So you snuck in like a cat-dog to apologize? ”

“Did you know? ”

Damho did not answer. But his silence became a sufficient answer to honor.

The face of honor is slightly red.

I snuck in shortly after Damhoe left the nightmare.

It was not just out of curiosity, it was not to apologize instead of master, as Damho said.

From the moment I first saw the dampho, my blood boiled and I couldn't stand it.

Myeong saw the image of an absolute strong man who had suddenly only imagined. A strong presence that overwhelmed the powerful helpless and son-in-law.

Myeong showed it in front of a number of masters who described it in their dreams. The appearance of such a wall was a great stimulus to honor.

I wanted to fight the damho. That's why I wanted to prove Master's innocence is the best.

The eyes of the dampho narrowed. Because I felt the speculation of honor.

“What are you talking about? ”

“Teach me one thing, the death penalty. ”

“ ……. ”

“Aren't you curious about the death penalty? Master's sword. ”

“I'm not curious. ”

“Death penalty!”

“I told you, I'm not your death sentence. ”

“What, it doesn't matter? No matter what I call it. Isn't it the will to fight important? ”

Honor burned the speculation.

Huung!

The sword that fills his waist bursts into a mild cry. It was a death sentence.

It was proof that the phenomenon that appeared when the sword was formed, namely honor, was not a burning child.

Damho's eyes became cold.

“Do you want to fight like that? ”

“I have to prove Master's innocence. ”

Gross!

Honor draws his sword.

The moment the light of Damho's eyes became colder, the honor ran.