Volcanic Sphere

The Southern Archer bounces back. He vomits blood in his mouth.

“Argh!”

Built-in shaking by shock penetrating the entire body. Still, I saved my life.

Thanks to the unarmed men of the Southern Palace who sacrificed their bodies to save him.

In front of him, three southern paladins were being rolled into blood loaves. They took the shattered chunks of the wall instead.

“Stop him! ”

A southern palace was thrown by the unarmed.

Not necessarily, the grudges against Damho reached the pole. They fled their lives and blew away.

That became a painting line.

“Kill him! ”

The unarmed of the Mourim Blade rushed to Damho in unison.

As if they were wolves running through food, so were the unarmed.

A space dominated by madness and livelihood.

The wall stood in the middle of it.

On his back, he carries a golden spirit, with a silent light on his side.

Silent light has long since lost its mind.

Damho throws silent light at the enemies running from the front.

Kuwaang!

“Argh!”

“Ugh!”

An unarmed man clashed with a giant fuselage of silent light and fell screaming.

In an instant, he became an Asura.

That was the beginning.

There were two axes in Damho's hand. It was a weapon of silence.

Damho throws the silent axe toward the front.

Huung!

The giant axe rotates terribly and sweeps away the running enemies.

“Argh!”

A desperate scream resounded in the bowel.

The axe in the other hand of the dam flew toward the other side.

Kukwaga Angle!

The flesh is split, and the sound of a broken bone is echoed.

“Crazy!”

The Southern Archers trembled at the sight.

It was like a tiger jumping alone in a flock.

He was slaughtering sheep as the bloodthirsty tiger came.

Blood splashes all over the place, people scream.

The Southern Archer tried to run away.

I couldn't handle this fear anymore.

‘I won't see him again. ’

He pledged and pledged again.

At that moment his neck became cold.

"It's him."

No one told me, no one saw, but I knew instinctively.

It was as he expected. Someday he occupied the back of the Southern Archer.

The Southern Archer turns around like lightning and unfolds the Southern Archery's tributary, the Heavenly Land.

Intense power has flew over Damho's forehead. However, Damho avoided the power of the Southern Archer by slightly slackening his head and immediately dug into his chest.

I encountered the damho with my eyes. I felt a hot breath of life and bitterness.

I didn't even think it was disgusting.

Quad Yip!

Instead, I felt terrible pain in my chest.

The fist of Damho is stuck.

Broke his chest bone and dug his wrist. I felt a shaky heart held in the hands of the wall.

“Huff!”

The Southern Archer vomits blood.

The indifferent gaze of the Wall caused the Southern Archers to swallow.

Fuseok!

Heart exploded in Damho's hand.

In the eyes of the Southern Archer, the light of life faded. But paradoxically, his eyes were filled with relief.

‘I don't have to be afraid of you anymore. Come see if you can chase me to the end of hell. ’

That was the last thought of the Southern Archery alive.

The body of the Southern Archer collapses like a broken doll.

Following the demands of the Jinn, as far as the Southern Archery, the Mulimblinds lost their minds and took the throne.

In the meantime, the wall blows.

The place where he blew up was right in the middle of the crowd.

“Huh?”

There was a man there with his mouth open. I didn't have the strength to run.

“Funny?”

“W-what do you mean? ”

A man asked in a trembling voice. Then the gaze of the wall was roughened.

“I've been wondering. I don't know who keeps inciting that. ”

The madness of the soldiers was not burned to the ground. Someone hid behind and debited every Gobi.

The man retreated behind the dance.

In his eyes, the light of terror was potent.

A man's name is a public prosecutor.

The debtor of the Black Water Bond was Deep Chul.

He has been hiding among the blind and unruly until now. It was a plot to kill the Empress by borrowing the power of the blind.

At first, it seemed like it was going their way.

Without even knowing that they were being used, the unholy people of the Mourim Blade attacked the Silent Light and the Empress Spirit.

It was a fight that broke his nose without even touching his hands.

‘But I didn't expect these monsters to get caught. ’

All their plans were broken by only one damho.

For him, the sense of empathy did not work.

Numerous unarmed men were rather swayed by that one.

A smile caught in the mouth of the dam-ho who was looking at the public prosecutor.

“It was you.”

Faces that are still vividly remembered after all these years. The prosecutor was also one of them.

The moment I saw Damho's smile, the public prosecutor felt a chill in my whole body.

“Me, do you know me? ”

“You don't remember. ”

In the words of Damho, the public prosecutor stumbled upon his memory. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't think of anything. That's why I gave up nonsense. If I met someone like Damho once, I must remember.

How can you forget someone who has such an intense presence?

Damho asked.

“I couldn't have done it alone. Who is it? The one who bought you. ”

“Wh, what nonsense? Who said he was a quadrilateral. ”

The public prosecution made haste.

“Is this Mt. Jo Yoon?”

“Well, how do you know that? ”

Quajic!

The moment the public prosecutor's eyes turned round, the fist of the damho was intense on the public prosecutor's stomach.

“Wuweek!”

The prosecutor threw up everything he ate in the morning with his back down.

I can't even breathe because my abdomen seems to be breaking.

The dam-ho grabbed the throat of the public prosecutor and moved his steps. His body was paralyzed and dragged to the vagina.

“Ugh!”

There were many, but no one could stop the wall.

The wall in their eyes was not human.

I couldn't do this if I was human.

“Wuweek!”

Some were throwing their heads at the floor. They dared not even face the wall.

I tuck the silent light on the floor.

On his back, he blew his body, holding each man in his arms.

The image of Damho disappeared in an instant. But no one was strict enough to track him down.

Bang!

The Southern Archer spurts his seat and rises.

Then his face was white and tired.

“Say it again. What did you say now? ”

“That is……. ”

An unaccompanied South Palace resident came to report.

“Come on!”

“The Southern Archery Confucius..... died. ”

“This is ridiculous……. ”

The shoulders of the Southern Archer trembled. But he took the liberty of asking.

“Where is the body of the number? ”

“It's out there. ”

The Southern Archer kicks out the door.

Outside the Great War, the Southern Palace was filled with unarmed men and lay in the middle with white cloth.

“No way?”

The Southern Archery takes a trembling step.

The white cloth was red with red blood. The Southern Archer listens carefully to the white cloth. Then I saw the Southern Archery lying inside.

The face of the Southern Archery, whose head was half shattered, was filled with the horror of life.

“Uh, how? Who the hell made this? ”

“Bokma……. ”

“Voodoo? You mean the wall? Why the hell would he do that? ”

“That is……. ”

He explained in detail what happened to the unarmed.

The Southern Archer, who heard all the stories, closed her eyes.

After all!

The heart beats violently and breathing is exhaled.

It was a change that had occurred to him since that moment when the name Damhoe was mentioned. The name Damhoe left an indelible fear on his chest as a stigma.

“Dozens of unarmed people died or were injured because of it. ”

“Where is he now? ”

“I got out of the ocean. This was an emergency for the entire Mulimblin. We are publicly identifying him and constructing a tracking unit. I told you to bring the Elder. ”

The Southern Archer hurriedly steps toward the Feud of the Mourim Blind.

His complexion was unbearable.

‘Because of that one.... ’

The Southern Archer bites her lips with all her might.

Everything he and the Southern Palace made was shaking. In this way, the foundation of the Mourim Blind could be shaken.

When he opened the Feud door and entered, twenty pairs of eyes turned towards him. They were all presiding officers of the Mourim League.

“Welcome. Elder of the South Palace.”

“I was waiting. ”

The meeting began when the Southern Arctic Council was in a hurry to take a seat.

“You've all heard the story. A man named Kwon Mar has fulfilled the authority of the Mourim League. ”

“We must eliminate him and establish the authority of the Mourim Blind. ”

“A stubborn one is beating right. I can't stay any longer. ”

The elders insisted that they punish each other with one voice.

The gaze of the Southern Archery turned to the elder of the volcano.

“What do you think of the Mission Trustee? ”

“Why do you ask me that? ”

“You're from the volcano, aren't you? ”

“In the past, ”

“Are you saying it's not now? ”

“He refused the volcano first. ”

The voice of the missionary truthful who answers was much colder.

He was still not forgetting the wool he had been subjected to.

Are you a disciple who denies the apostleship?

That's from a prestigious volcano, too.

The missionary Jinn could not forgive the damnation.

To tolerate him is to deny the volcanoes, but it is no different.

“If you don't mind the volcano, I'll take it as no matter how we deal with the horsemen. ”

“Volcanic waves are also part of the Mourim Blade. I want you to keep this in mind. ”

“I understand the meaning of the volcano wave. ”

The Southern Archer nods.

The faces of the elders who were listening to their conversation also had a satisfactory smile.

If we tried to protect the Kwon Horse from the volcanoes to the end, there would almost be division within the Mourimblin.

The elder of the Qing Seong clan, Cheongwal Jin, rose from his seat.

“Let's start organizing tracks. We must eliminate him before he becomes a bigger threat. ”

“That's right!”

Elders were sympathetic to Chengwall Jin's opinion.

The face of the Southern Archer darkened.

It was nowhere else, and the blindness moved. Now there was no place for the horsemen to stand under heaven.

No matter how powerful the Vortex was, I could not turn the whole kingdom of heaven around as an enemy.

That was the rule of the world, and the law of instruction known to the Southern Arctic.

‘But why are you so anxious? ’

Hangi has been pushed.

He wraps his shoulders around his shoulders.