Volcanic Sphere

Kukwaga Angle!

Is this what happens after a landslide? Hundreds and thousands of massive rocks rolled over the floor, and the sound of the shrieking echoed in the bowels.

Dozens of masters committed suicide with blood oxidization. Bones and flesh became memorized, blood splattered everywhere became poison. Even an attack that doesn't take care of the survivors' bodies.

The Sword Kingdom's foreigners were closer to evil than humans.

Every human being saves his life and fears death. But there was nothing like it for the Swordsman.

As if it were someone else's work, he threw his life away like a rooster. They thought their death was for the Southern Archers.

A group that was raised to kill opponents you can't handle.

The Sword King did.

Thousands of people asked for it.

‘You don't know. How desperate a lot of people are to protect. ’

He was a Southern archer with hundreds of years of history.

I couldn't even count how many Gobi and crisis the Southern Palace had handed over until I had the present convenience. At some point, I went right before the real extermination.

It was also done by only one absolute master.

At that time, the Southern Archery realized. Hundreds, thousands of unmanned vehicles.

So, the war of the Southern Palace versus the palace of the Southern Palace created the Sword Kingdom.

I secretly selected the substrates and trained them in a special way. They were given numerous herbs and vitamins from the Southern Palace.

Until then, it was true that the brains of the Southern Palace family knew. But there was one more secret to the Sword Kingdom.

That was blood oxidation.

Final entrenched technique. Even if you give up your life, you must die with your opponent.

It was followed by an attack on the rest of the Sword Kingdom, with all the strength of its own soul.

Quack, quack!

A series of explosions occurred.

The squadron shook, and the dirt rose violently.

Jaw!

Thousands of people who threw up everything in just one day barely supported their bodies. It was the same for the twenty swordsmen who survived.

‘There must have been a feeling. ’

‘He's dead. ’

Not one or two. Almost a dozen unarmed people were touched by the sword. So they were convinced that Damho was dead.

Finally the dust sank and the view of the intestines was revealed.

The view in front of everyone was horrible enough to evoke hell.

My colleagues, who were laughing and breathing together until just now, were dismantled and scattered on the ground.

Ripped coccyx, bones, and blood flowed inside. A man stood in the middle of it.

Someone's chest was fractured with a piece of bone, and the side and thighs were punctured with a large lifeline. There were countless other minor wounds, but the only thing more noticeable than that was the two swords attached to his back.

One sack belonged to thousands, the other to a dead Swordsman. Both sacks were deeply embedded, and there was a tremendous amount of blood flowing from the wound.

The dam-ho's body was shaking like it was about to collapse. His body was washed with dark red blood and could not recognize his original form.

His eyes were firmly wrapped around his split hair. It's like I'm losing my mind.

If he was an ordinary man, three or four times he was already dead, but it wasn't unusual. The fact that he could still stand with such wounds was astonishing. But I wasn't worried about the thousands.

The wall in his eyes was like a dead man. No human being could survive with such wounds. That was an extremely reasonable common sense that thousands of people knew.

Thousands of mouthpieces dried up.

“Now you see? I fear the Southern Archery. For the Southern Archery, we can abandon it at any time like this one life-form. ”

“ ……. ”

“You should never touch the southern palace. Your universality and recklessness have shortened your life. Don't forget that even if you die. ”

Thousands turned around.

There are only twenty survivors of the Swordsmanship. Only forty survivors were added to the twenty or so sent to the end of the year.

Sixty of the hundred swordsmen lost their lives by one Damho. It was unbelievable damage.

Now rebuilding the Sword Kingdom will take a lot of time and a lot of money. But thousands didn't worry much.

It was talent that remained in the South Palace, and there was a lot of money that didn't dry up no matter how much it was spent.

He shouts to the survivors.

“I hold on to my faith. Afterwards, find those who are associated with the horsemen and kill them all. No matter how long it takes. ”

Musculoskeletal ().

I don't want anyone who lives in Gandhi to be left behind. It was the same for the Southern Palace.

It was then.

Lightning!

Damho suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes were all red, and he seemed to spill blood in no time.

“Me, me? ”

The unmanned Swordsman who saw the sight stumbled upon the horse.

The body, which was in danger of collapsing, was standing upright at some point. As it stood, the wall took his hand behind his back.

I caught a body stuck in my back. His flesh was cut off and he bled. But the wall was rather strong, pulling out the sword.

Argh!

The sound of the sword slicing through the flesh and muscles grows creepy on the battlefield. Immediately, the Sword Kingdom's unarmed men slit their throats.

Damho drew another sword.

Argh!

The blood rises like a fountain from the wound drawn by the sword.

It was then. Suddenly, the wounds that were splitting apart like the gills of a fish. Then the bleeding stopped a little.

Tightening the muscles, not sparging, prevented the bleeding. It was an unbelievable sight.

I pulled out a piece of someone's bone that was stuck in his chest.

Pasak!

The bones become dust from his hands and scatter.

“Guy!”

Thousands looked at the wall and bitten it tightly.

His whole body was creeping up.

An elongated raceman was raising his head. The body first feels and reacts to the crisis.

But thousands tried to ignore the body's response.

The opponent sustains heavy injuries even if it is difficult to move. What can you do with a body like that?

“Don't be afraid. He must have bluffed right before he died. ”

At that moment, the gaze of the wall turned towards thousands.

I learned something good.

The eastern approach of the Sword Kingdom was an extreme method that was not even anticipated.

I also knew that humans could give up their lives so easily, and I realized how foolish I was to be defenseless in an attack like this.

In the meantime, it was too easy.

I didn't even know I was careless because I didn't meet the right enemy. Heartbearing led to arrogance, and Zaman left a great wound on him.

I couldn't even breathe to see if the broken bone fragment pierced one lung. But Damho laughed.

He was still alive.

That was the most important thing.

A living person can do many things.

Pot!

Damho hit the ground.

It was filled with a body that became a slut.

Thousands of eyes widened. It's because I didn't know that Damho would target himself with his body.

But thousands are also called masters. Even though he was active in Memzi, he was superior to the elders of the Southern Palace.

“Guy!”

Tsutz!

Because there is no sword, I pull up all the remaining power and open the Thousand Landmines. In front of him, a membrane of the brain was formed.

Bang!

At that moment, the whole body of the dam hit the cerebral meninges.

The cerebral meninges burst with intense shock and burst into thousands. Thousands of bloodstains on the mouth.

“You evil bastard! Can't you get away from the Great Lord? ”

“Please die! ”

Later, unarmed men of the Sword Kingdom attacked the Wall.

In their eyes there was a light of horror and anger.

They were terrified by a human being called Damho himself. I was shocked by the strength and persistence of Damho.

I can't believe I jumped out of my mind with a scar like that.

If we don't kill him today for sure, the consequences will be endless.

Their faces were full of desperation. Because of this, they did their best to resist this one attack.

Kwakwakwakwakwak!

A tremendous wave sweeps towards the wall like a storm.

At this moment, the eyes of the Wall were filled with madness.

Huung!

His body caused hyperoscillation. The shield is unfolded.

Titting!

The enemy's aggression against the shield is combed.

Damho's palm struck the air. It was a technique that impacted the surface of the air and destroyed the tympanic membrane.

“Argh!”

“Ugh!”

The tympanic membrane is torn by the unwitting.

Quaa!

Damho's fist was emptied nine times in a row.

It is an unfolded cell.

Quack, quack!

Subsequently, the heat burst and the body of the Swordsman bounced back.

“No! ”

Thousands of people shouted at the sight. If they die, the Sword King's mac will all be cut off.

In an instant, there was a further twenty balls of coconut milk. Hot vapors were rising from their bodies, bitten by blood.

“You evil bastard! ”

Thousands spit out old age. But he couldn't speak any more.

Jaw!

Because the strong hand of Damho was holding his neck.

“You?”

Kwachup!

At that moment, thousands of ruptures sounded on the sides. The fist of a new wall is intense.

“Huff!”

Thousands vomited blood.

Woo Ji string!

Once again, he was stabbed by the fist of a wall.

I could tell without looking. I found out that the flank bone was crushed on the mandible.

Damho slams thousands of bodies high.

My feet fell off the ground and shook like a broken thread kite.

Damho literally threw thousands of bodies on the floor.

Bang!

“Argh!”

Thousands screamed desperately.

The spine is crushed, the back is broken and a huge amount of blood is poured out.

I was blurred.

But the violence in the Wall wasn't over yet.

Kwachup!

Damho lifted his feet and took down thousands of abdomens.

Thousands of eyes blurred by unbearable suffering. But thousands opened their eyes to see the face of the Wall like evil.

Damho who exercises ruthless violence.

Obviously, he was badly injured, and there was no light of pain on his face.

It was as if only the use of violence was the goal of the ground, trampling thousands. It doesn't seem to have anything to do with his wounds.

‘It's all different! ’

Thousands realized it then.

The damho knows that he is not what he can do.

Being born only for destruction.

‘I didn't pretend to be with interest in the first place. ’

Late regrets encroached on his head.

“Th, save...... Once again, the Southern Cross... again. ”

He tried to ask Damho for peace. But I couldn't.

Quajic!

Because Damho's fist was stuck in his head.

My head was smashed.

That was the end of thousands who had defended the Southern Palace in Memzi.

Then Damho stops punching and raises his body.

“Khh!”

A rough breath came out.

The wounds that were kept bleeding by tightening the muscles burst again, causing blood to flow.

My mind was stunned and my eyes sank.

Argh!

Damho wipes his eyes with his sleeves. Then the vision became a little clearer.

“Ugh!”

The dam-ho takes a step with a loud breath.

I wanted to sit back and rest, but I couldn't. His enemies remained.