Volcanic Sphere

The unprecedented cold dominated this winter.

For decades, it was my worst word. Eyes were stacked higher than adult height, and temperatures fell and the verbs were deceived.

Because of this, most people had to refrain from going out and stay in their homes. The snowy streets are cut off.

Most people in the world were refraining from external activities, but only one class was different.

It was they who were called unmanned, or gangsters.

Last winter, the Moulim and the Horse Brotherhood clashed all over Zhongwon.

The biggest collision among them occurred in the thickness of the mature bag. Baek was a large prefecture in the Nanju foothills, a saint of maturity.

Mourimblin set up a branch in Baek Eun, which was raided by pagan giants.

Back then, the branch had more than four hundred unarmed men, and more than a thousand were raided by religious unarmed men.

At first, of course, paganism prevailed. Marxism has an overwhelming advantage, both numerically and qualitatively.

In front of the immeasurable Great Depression of the pagans, Baek was in danger of being exterminated. Back then, there was a place that supported the branch, so it was a commune that was in the same place of maturity.

In the Communist Party, he sent five hundred elites to help the Baek branch. Baek could barely defeat the pagan branch and sigh of relief.

But the pagan did not retreat gently. After reorganizing the power, the Horseman again attacked the Baek branch.

With intense fighting, casualties increased rapidly. Baek was in crisis again.

At this time, the Jongnam faction's support troops ambushed the backbone of the Horseman who was attacking the Baek branch, and the Horseman was forced to retreat with great damage.

Fortunately, the damage inflicted by the Moorish, communal and sectarian factions was indeed enormous, although they defeated the pagan religion. More than a thousand unarmed people died or were injured.

The shock of the war against the pagans in White Silver was enormous. People were terrified, and the economy of maturity became paralysed.

Beyond Bags, there was a clash of moods and horseshoes all over the place.

The white eyes are red with blood, and the voice of the wounded unharmed is echoed in the sky.

The gangsters knew. I know this is only the beginning.

The Buddhist ceremonies, including Mount Xerxes and Mount Xerxes, were still not visible. The moment they showed up was the beginning of a true Roman War.

At that time, how many more people would die would not even be captured.

I was in such a chaotic age.

The moonshines of Murimblin and Gandhi were moving more reluctantly than ever to survive.

There was one doorframe that took the exact opposite route when everyone was so busy moving. It was one of the great South Palaces.

The Southern Palace locked the gate and summoned the unarmed men of Sega who were outside. And the troops deployed to Murimblin remained minimal.

Rumor has it that he was heavily damaged by a horsepower and a brawl. The Sword Kingdom, a secret organization of the Southern Palace, was exterminated and the householder was said to have suffered serious injuries.

People were curious about the truth, but the Southern Palace kept the door locked and did not answer.

According to him, people speculated that the rumors would be true.

People have now touched the walk of the Kwon Horse Damho. However, Damho, a party to the rumors, hid his face in Kang Ho.

Damho did not appear, but his name is now at the top of Kang Ho.

People began to recognize the Damho as the archetype of the Old Moon Party, or higher. That's how Damho became a legend.

Sackju State is located north of . Although smaller in size than the Saint Taewon, it was also a major city in Seongbuk, due to its well-developed pipelines and waterways.

But unlike that geographical significance, the sack was so desolate. It is located at the northern end of Mongolia and adjacent to it because of its rugged terrain.

The situation was such that Sachu did not live with so many people. However, the situation changed last winter as the Mourimblin branch came in here.

Given the importance of the library, Mourim has created a branch here, with numerous supplies and personnel.

When supplies and personnel came, the money turned, and when the money turned, merchants and maidens came after him. Thanks to it, Sacju was instantly transformed into a city of cheerfulness.

While wandering the streets, the unbored met, and the maidens of honor who illuminated the red light seduced the unbored.

The Mulimblin Sachu branch was situated outside Sachu. The height of the wall exceeded this chapter, and the perimeter reached over a hundred chapters, reminiscent of the small castle.

There were dozens of unarmed men standing at the front door, whose eyes and mood were not usually mild.

The Battle of the Baek branch is also known here. Because of this, the boundary position of the Sachu branch was at its peak.

A light of vigilance appeared on the faces of the unarmed.

It was because of the unarmed who came all the way to the Sachu branch. In the wake of the tens of thousands of unarmed people frozen in a cloth from head to toe to stop the scorching wind, they became nervous.

"Is it a pagan?"

It was my first thought.

I was powered by a weapon in my hand. The one at the back prepared to fire the emergency buzzer.

The promoter shouts at strangers.

“Who are you? Identify yourself. ”

The unarmed who were approaching the Sachu branch stopped walking. One of them said with a cloth that covered his face.

“We're unarmed from the volcanoes. ”

“Volcanoes?”

“Yes! I am Ungyeong, the first disciple of the Volcano Clan. ”

“Ungyeong? Did you really come out of the volcano? ”

The promoter's voice slightly lowered.

The location of the Old Moon wave, among others, the volcanic wave's first disciple, was never light.

The promoter was memorizing the names of the Old Moon and the Old Zega, so he knew the location of the Vultures.

‘Priest of the Great Apostle Martial Arts and a tribal sack of volcanoes. ’

Obviously in no time, the Martial Arts will be the Moonlight of the Volcano. At that time, it was clear that Ungyeong would also be the elder of the volcano.

He was a brave man who could not be found as a promoter.

Ungyeong threw a shrine to the promoter, symbolizing that he was a disciple of the Volcano.

‘You're absolutely right.’

The promoter spilled an invasion.

He politely returned the relic.

“Confirmed. Tongyeong stamp. What are you doing here without contacting Sachu? ”

“I came to the Book of Books and came by to see if I could get help. ”

“If you need help?”

“I just want to go inside and see the branch manager. ”

“Ah!”

The promoter, who was unwittingly asking, red his face.

The opponent was definitely the elder of the volcano. It was a great honor to confirm his identity and keep him here.

“Sorry, I'll walk you through it. ”

“Thank you!”

Ungyeong followed the promoter and stepped into the Sachu branch. Afterwards, the disciples of the volcano followed.

Ungyeong nods as he looks inside the Sackju branch. It is because the eyes of the invisible were seen to be alive.

The promoter escorted the unaccompanied people from the runway and volcanoes to the Slum Office.

“You'll have to wait here. ”

“Thank you!”

“Then!”

The promoter rushed out and only the volcano disciples remained in the empty bureau.

“Phew!”

Then Ungyeong sighed.

As a sign of his sighing, the volcano disciples loosened the cloth that had been covering their mouths and nose until now.

“Hu!”

“That's horrible. How people live in a place like this. ”

The disciples said one word at a time.

I had to deal with the cold that I didn't experience on the volcano while I was here, so I wasn't the only one.

When the disciples of the Volcano roared, a visit opened and someone came inside.

Beautiful woman in a slender parish. Now she looks suspicious of the appearance of a woman in her twenties.

Because he knew that the head of the Sachu branch was a forty year old unmanned man.

A woman took over the fence.

“The Moon of the Sea Nam Wave is here to see you. ”

“Ah! You're a saucer. I call myself a volcanic wave. ”

Ungyeong also took the siege.

The woman in front of her eyes was a member of the late Gumurong Index of Kangho. I heard that he was sent to the library last year, but I still didn't expect him to be here.

Last summer, I came here to Sokhu with a mission to find the site of the pagan religion. After a few months with his disciples, he wandered the North of the Book of Libraries.

However, I could not find the origin of the pagan religion anywhere. The same was true of the disciples who searched the southern part of the Bible.

After a few months, they immediately tried to return to the Mulimblin headquarters. However, the situation has changed with the decision to set up a branch here in Murimblin.

In Murimmang, the Soju branch ordered the Thao Sow Moon to remain in Soju until it stabilized. Because of that, Thaxowall had to winter here, not Bonn's.

The harsh life of the North was never easy for the disciples of the Red Sea and the Red Sea who had lived in the warm waters all their life. However, I could not refuse to listen to the individual's reasoning in a situation where I did not know when the pagans would raid.

That's why the Seattle Wall is here now.

“Where's the branch manager going? Where's Sozer? ”

“You have to leave for a while, and I'm on assignment. ”

A bitter smile came to mind at the mouth of the Sea Moon for a moment.

I didn't know how many months I was wasting here. However, the Branch Leader was not very competent, so he continued to hold his ankle.

I wanted to live freely as a swordsman, but the world continued to impose great responsibilities on her.

After receiving the expression, Seo Moon asked.

“But what are you doing here without contacting the volcano? ”

“I came here because I needed help. ”

“If it's a request from a volcano, of course I can help you. ”

“Does anyone here know a place called Purple Songs? We have to find it, but we don't know the geography here. ”

“Limestone?”

The seaweed frowned on the glans.

It was definitely a word I had heard once somewhere.

After a long time of stuttering memories, the month of Thaxon finally reminded me of where I heard it.

‘Northern Calculated Cryptography. ’

The moonlight shines.

Northern calculations were high mountains located outside Sackju. I heard that the name of the little valley to the north was a crypt.

“You know what? ”

“I've heard of it. ”

“Excellent. Will you escort us there? ”

“It wasn't difficult to guide you, but may I ask why you're looking for a piece of wheat? ”

“Because there's someone we're looking for. ”

“Do we know who that is? ”

“I can't tell you yet. I'm not sure if he's there. But if you're there, you'll know it. ”

“All right, I'll show you. ”

“Thank you, Sozer. ”

Ungyeong respectfully greeted me.

“Right away. ”

The month of the year took place in its place. It was a pretty frustrating car, as the Branch Head left his post and continued to have to be within the Branch, not Bourne's.

As soon as she came out of the branch, she performed the rigorous procedure. Ungyeong and the volcano disciples followed her with awe.

The crypt was also hidden in a very secret place in the Northern calculations. If he had come without a guide, he would have had to wander around for days.

The disciples of the Devonian and Volcanic Societies went back to the cryptography.

Everything was cut off because winter was not over yet, but if spring came and flowers blossomed, it would be so beautiful.

‘Was this the place where the cryptic song was? ’

Even the dew moon was so impressed by the landscape of the crypt.

The disciple of the volcano shouted, pointing to the sand sands by the valley.

“Here's a trace of a man. ”

A man's footprints were dizzying on the sand.

“Here we are. ”

Other disciples also found traces of others.

An invasion flowed out of the mouth of Ungyeong.

“Umm! Are you really here? ”

It was then.

“Sir! There.... ”

One of the disciples suddenly called out to him in a loud voice. When the disciple pointed in the direction, he saw a beautiful place.

More than a dozen children were running in the stadium.

“Waaah!”

The vibrant voices of the children were ringing in the valley. And in the middle of the children he saw an old man with a face he knew.

“Sa, sleepover? ”

The voice of Ungyeong resounded in the valley. Then the old man raised his head and looked at the fortune teller.

The old man's eyes were shaken big enough to recognize it even at a distance.

“A fortune teller?”

“Premises. ”

The Doho of the Old Man was a phenomenon.