Volcanic Sphere

“Hmmm!”

The entire isolated village was experiencing symptoms of addiction. Most people were rolling around the floor with their faces turned to dirt. Breathing was rough, and there was a thick cord of blood all over. The bloody eyes seemed to spill blood in no time.

“How?”

Lion Yeon's eyes shook.

I tried so hard to defend it, and the poison didn't spread, and the whole town became addicted. Among the addicted villagers, there was the Im Qingqiang family who cheered them up.

Jong-yeon was distressed because he felt all of it was his responsibility. Especially the poisoning near the Immigration Office gave her a big shock.

“Can you save me? ”

“We have to save her.”

“But……. ”

Eugene Moon blurred his words.

Even those who learned the inner arts lost their lives without much patience. Otherwise, the general public would survive.

I looked at the people of the village where Eugene Gate fell. They already had the shadow of death. No one will be able to remove an envoy from them.

‘They have no hope. We have to give up.’

He was the promoter of the Golden Stage.

Even those who were still healthy had to be saved and returned to Mulim.

The closure was desperately looking for an antidote. But the first time I couldn't save a bunch of addicted golden dancers, it was even more impossible to save a lot of villagers.

Eugene Moon quietly came out and summoned the unaddicted.

“You all know the seriousness of the situation, right?

Unmanned people nod without saying a word.

“We have to decide. I don't know if I'm going to stay in this town anymore.... ”

“Or are you leaving? ”

“Yes."

Eugene Gate nods at the question of luggage.

He is the position to be determined.

For the sake of fairness, I could sacrifice as many cows as I could. If I have to.

A few more have died since. Only about a dozen people survived. Three of them were being treated by the clergy, but I didn't think they could survive.

“I had a nightmare, but there is no guarantee that he would have gone to Murimblin alive. If we poisoned the whole place without knowing it, we wouldn't know the movements of the nightmares. ”

“Maybe the nightmare is dead? ”

“Yes! Now we have to make a decision. ”

“ ……. ”

Everyone shut their mouths.

I know what Eugene Moon is trying to say.

“This place gives up and escapes with magnetism. ”

No one answered again. It is sympathetic.

At that time someone asked carefully.

“How do I……? ”

“Bohemian?”

“Will he leave us out of it? ”

“I will. ”

“Yes? On what grounds? ”

“He's a man who lives alone in the world. You think he cares about us leaving? And I don't care because I'm going out of there anyway. ”

“Still, the Barbarians. ”

“Let's call it an operational retreat. There's enough reason for us to take action, even if we have to live. ”

Eugene's words were convincing. Not necessarily enough, but enough to get over the horror of the golden stage.

Eugene Gate asked the unaccompanied man.

“Where is the horse now? ”

“He's in his place. ”

“Then there's no problem getting out. ”

“Yes.”

“Well done! We're leaving town now. ”

“Is that right? ”

“Yes! Right now. ”

Eugene Moon moved straight away. After him, the golden dancers followed.

They went through the darkness and out of town.

“This is all I have left. ”

The gaze of the lotus was fixed on the herb placed on the table. It had a common herb and a different subtle red color.

Radiant herbs.

It was a rare herb that was hard to see.

At first glance, it looked like an old-growth herb, but the medicine was completely different. Phototherapy had the effect of driving people crazy just by taking a little. So it was mostly used to make poison.

“Admiral. ”

The thistle bites his lips.

For the past three days, I have been fighting the poison that dominates the town for so long.

‘The owner of this poison is a madman. He doesn't want people to die easily. I want to die in as much pain as I can. I've formulated so many poisons that I can't easily decipher them. There are ingredients that unite all of those poisons. We have to destroy it. Then we'll be able to decipher all those poisons one by one. ’

Jong-yeon saw the possibility in the broad hemisphere.

The question was, who do you take photobleach from?

Jong-yeon's gaze turned to the golden dancers who were still alive. Only two of his companions died and survived.

They lay down without even knowing that their companions had abandoned them.

In order to test the photohematopoietic herbs, they were perfect.

Jong-yeon was looking for Eugene Gate and asked if he could use photobleach.

“Do as you please. ”

Somewhere the wall appeared and said so.

“Yes? But how..... ”

“Do as I say. ”

Zhongyeon looked at the wall for a while. But it was impossible to read his thoughts in the face of the Wall.

“I see. If you are..... ”

“Get started!”

“What about you?”

The gaze of Damho turned to the work of Im Lee Qingcheng, who was lying on the floor.

Im Yingqiang's work, which allowed him to stay overnight, was in danger of losing his breath. If they do not deliver the Gobi, they too will lose their lives, just as others do.

“We have to catch those who made it like that. ”

“But how? We didn't even see their shadow. You were in the house almost because of the gold stage. ”

“Just because you were in the house doesn't mean you stayed put. ”

“So?”

Jong-yeon stared at the wall.

Despite her eyes asking for answers, she did not answer.

He chose to move himself instead of buzzing over passages.

* * *

There was a cool breeze.

A smile came to my face as I stood on a tall tree.

Wind was the best tool for poisoners. Some people who were less likely to approach them directly and poison them through contact, but that is what they do to those who are incompetent everywhere.

I looked at the tree across the street. There was his companion. Beyond that, there were a few.

They were all the ones who had been given syphilis by a coincidence. The syllabics were learned to the fullest extent, but they did not become readers in the true sense.

Soul coincidences brought the Monopoly to the land of art. He himself was a genius in tax evasion, so he learned all about it, but his lighting and so on did not become that much timber. That's why I've only been handed an extremely small portion of the syphilis.

A complete reader was just a coincidence. So they could not become disciples by chance, but were acting as faithful handmaids.

One person, one reading is not that great. But if they had a syllable together, the story was different.

The coincidence told them how to use different poisons. One was the most frightening poison, but the more frightening was when more than one poison was used.

Different poisons are combined to create a whole new poison. It was almost impossible to decipher the poison so created.

In the past few days, Sowang has been blowing poison in the wind with his colleagues. One day, two people blew a completely different poison, and the other day, three people blew a poison.

Today was the day all five gathered to blow the poison. If you spill five poisons at once, there was no one alive in the village.

― Let's get started.

My colleagues took out a bag of poison in the sound of the light.

Their eyes were filled with madness.

The poison in the pouch of light is extracted from a special venomous toad that lives deep in the forest of the South.

It was time for him to blow the blood poison into the wind.

Kwaang!

Suddenly, the tree he was climbing shook with a loud roar, as if it were a cannon. and slowly moved backwards.

“What, what is it? ”

Lightning frightens me and blows my body with another tree.

Bang!

The moment he lands on another tree, a thunderbolt bursts again and the tree collapses.

The sparkling light inevitably blows itself over another tree. But the moment he tried to land, the tree fell again.

When he stepped down, the tree fell with the sound of his brain. After all, the light had to come down to the ground.

Naturally, it could not be. Someone deliberately knocked down the tree he was walking on.

“Who are you?”

Light bursts into old age, scattering blood poison everywhere. It is to instinctively feel at risk and protect yourself.

Blood poison scattered everywhere.

Do you think he's a genius? White blood toxins were also a threat to miniatures. Because of this, Light withstood his breath and retreated.

Jaw!

“Ugh!”

At that moment, his neck was in someone's insidious hands.

He felt his chin choking and opened his mouth.

At that moment, a large fist was intense in the mouth.

Quajic!

I smashed my fist teeth and got stuck in my mouth. He couldn't even scream and trembled.

At that moment, the body of the sparkling light was lifted into the air and plunged into the ground.

Kuwaang!

The earth cried.

The luminous spine was crushed and the limbs were deformed. Sowang choked and vomited.

Sprinkles in front of your eyes. Someone twists his neck and is using violence, but he doesn't recognize his face.

Who is it?

He shrieks, but his voice does not flow out of his mouth and hovers only in his mouth.

Instead of answering, the opponent resorted to brutal violence.

Quaji-tung!

Clavicle collapsed, both knees crushed. The fact that you can't scream even in extreme pain has made the light even more insane.

Until then, the opponent has said nothing.

It was the spark that used poison to drive the golden stage and the villagers to the crucible of terror. Then he could feel their sentiments.

Who the hell are you? ’

Despite his voiceless screams, the opponent did not answer. Instead, I put a pouch full of blood poison in his mouth.

‘Oh, no! ’

The disparate feeling in my mouth made me tremble, but it was useless.

The unknown opponent takes a step back after pouring the blood poison into his mouth. Only then can you see what your opponent looks like.

A black one-eyed man with a beast-like pupil twitching through his black hair.

He was the damho.

Damho smashed all the standing trees with a blueberry spine. And he waited to land and exercised ruthless violence.

Boom! Boom!

The blood poison was boiling from the mouth of the light.

The foam blooms and flutters to see if the spotlight has caused a seizure. Now that I've put the poison that can kill a hundred people in my mouth all at once, no matter how immune the poison is, I can't stand it.

“Turn it off!”

The last time I heard a loud scream, I lost my breath. The eyes and neck melted first due to the toxicity of white blood poison to be processed. It was horrible to see the sparkles melting away from the bones in an instant. But Damho watched all those sights without a single blink of an eye.

When Eugene Gate and the Golden Stage turned around to defend the invisible enemies, Damho studied how they behaved.

It was virtually impossible to do Haddock without getting caught up in the spirit of Damho. Nevertheless, poisonous people continued to emerge.

The conclusion was that they spray poison without access. The only thing that could be done without access was to spray poison into the well, which is the drinking water of the villagers, or to use the wind.

Well confirmed, all that's left is to use the wind to hack.

Damho confirms the direction in which the wind is blowing and retreats. And I was able to meet the sparkle.

In the darkness, the light of the wall shines brightly.

His companions, aware of the death of Shenzhen, were fleeing everywhere.

Hunting dogs that have been backlashed will return to their owners.

Damho quietly followed behind them.

The wind hasn't stopped yet.