Volcanic Sphere

‘It's cold.'

Myeong-cheon rubbed her shoulders with both arms.

The creeps that followed her back created creeps on her shoulders and neck.

The air was heavy. And it was cold.

The eyes of the wall changed the moment the sword cloth appeared. Then the intestinal temperature dropped rapidly.

As if the flow of air had stopped, his chin was choked, and a tremendous sense of heavy pressure pressed his shoulders and chest.

The tension seemed to have been tensed. The peace of the intestine remained subdued, as if it would soon be cut off if a little more power were added.

Kung!

The sound of the sword cloth breaks the silence and resounds violently.

If Damho had the perfect stagger's step, the sword cloth was the owner of the anchor's step.

Strong steps, powered like a tiger, and accompanied by strong strength to leap at any time, were spilling the power of a defeated king.

With the advent of the sword cloth, the eyes of the wall began to shine brightly. The face of Myeongcheon, who pretended to be a critic, hardened, no matter how fierce his eyes were.

‘As expected, this person.... ’

Scary.

It's not just because the air is strong.

Damho had something primitive that shook a man's soul from the bottom. There will probably be few who will be able to confront him face-to-face and maintain proper thinking and reassurance.

The Sword of God was one of the few, and only one man believed and relied on by Myeongcheon.

Untouchable.

No hardship or adversity has ever brought him to his knees. His legs were strong enough to support the sky, and his breasts were as wide as to embrace the whole world.

Sword cloth revealed his presence with all his heart. This was the first time he had opened his posture like this. That's how conscious I am.

It was the same for the wall. The stakes accumulated in the dark air were fluctuating. It was so strongly stimulated by the power of the sword cloth.

Finally, two people faced each other.

It was the sword cloth that opened its mouth first.

“Long time no see.”

“Were we supposed to say hello? ”

“That doesn't mean you don't know it. ”

“What's going on? ”

“I wanted to see you. ”

“Why?”

“I had a reason to meet you. ”

Normally, a person would be tired of peeing, but the look on the sword cloth was so obvious.

But the sword cloth was also somewhat nervous. It was not because of the fear of the dam, but because of the fact that the conversation might be closed.

“I know you don't trust me. But I want you to hold on a second and listen to my story. If you won't be able to convince me when I hear the story, it won't be too late to fight. ”

“ ……. ”

“Please.”

It seems like it will never come out of the mouth of the Sword Cloth.

Damho stares into the eyes of the sword cloth. In the eyes of the Sword of God, there was no reckoning.

I didn't know anyone else, but I could definitely feel it.

Damho nods.

“Tell me!”

“Thank you!”

“There's nothing to thank. I just want to hear the story. It's in my heart to make any judgment after that. ”

Despite the cold answer of Damho, the sword cloth smiled. Knowing the nature of the dam, he realized that he had achieved such a concession.

“I don't like you talking back, so I'll tell you my point. There are rocks flowing in Kangho Prefecture. The rocks are fuelling a clash of power and theology. Your master was assaulted by a conspiracy of rocks. ”

“Rock?”

“Yes! We've been tracking the rocks for a long time. And only recently have we approached that entity. ”

The sword cloth's voice was pale and heavy. His tone, which did not use any rhetoric, was enough to give trust to the listener.

“Angel, the name of the species we approached. ”

“Angel?”

“Exactly an angel. Society that swept away the blessings before the Protestants. They're encouraging a clash of religions and teachings. ”

“ ……. ”

“The golden masseuse you met in the Evil Sea is also part of the Angel Society. He showed up at a crucial moment and gave away the monolith from which the Moorish Blind would be formed. If it wasn't for him, it would have been too late to form a blindness. We then tracked the whereabouts of the Golden Martyr. It was the true connection to the Angel Church. ”

Tracking led to boredom.

The golden masseuse was so desperate. It was never easy to track him down because of that. However, the New Moon persistently tracked down the golden masseuse, and eventually found the golden masseuse not far from here.

“We were able to defeat the golden masseuse. But he was so horrible he blew his own heart out at the last minute. I could find this in his dead arms. ”

The Sword Cloth takes a note folded out of his arms and sends it to Damho. The note that left his hand slowly flew away like a butterfly with wings.

It was a miracle that could not be shown without craftsmanship. But the Wall Ho caught the note lightly without any surprising hues.

[Continuing the collision in Sacred Spirits by colliding with the horsemen.

― Thousand shares]

It was written in a note.

Deep goals were lost in the glabella of Damho. It was brief, but it was not as light as the meaning in it.

“They chose to kill your master in a way that provoked you. Because your master judged you to be your opponent. ”

“ ……. ”

“When you clash with a Protestant, you are forced to go to war for a long time. The longer the war lasts, the greater will be the damage done to the Protestants and the Moorish, and eventually all the regulars will be lost. That's what they want. ”

“How do you believe this note is real? ”

“Haven't you already doubted it? That's why I found Hao Moon. Don't trust me, trust your feelings. Haven't you lived that long? ”

The Sword of Sword has stabbed a thoroughfare.

He was neither humble nor trying to persuade. I just dare to say what I know. And yet, I dug into the inner ear of the wall.

“They are the source of all this. On the one hand, it stimulates blindness and on the other, it encourages Christianity. As long as they exist, the two forces are forced to fight until they have exhausted all power. ”

“Where is the headquarters of the Angel Society? ”

“If I knew that, I wouldn't be talking to you like this. No one knows the headquarters of the Angelic Church. The members are, of course, small and unknown. Sometimes I want to chase ghosts that don't exist either. ”

“Can't you tell if it's real or not? ”

“It's awkward. Because of this, I can't help but let anyone know who they are. Except for us, you're the first person to know their existence. ”

There was not a single swing in the sword cloth's gaze. His eyes are like tigers, so the blue eyes are barely thrown out.

It was scary enough to pee when faced with a normal person.

Damho looked straight into his eyes. The young eyes of Damho's ear felt a sense of intimidation that was not traced back to the eyes of the sword cloth.

In response, these were Myeongcheon and Jano.

‘I thought you were the only invincible unarmed man in the age, but you have the same presence and power as him. Going forward, Gangho will be moved by those two. ’

It was also a big shock to Myeongcheon. and once again made me think about the cloth.

‘The sky is evil, too. I can't believe I sent a thousand people to this land again. ’

Myeongcheon looked at the two of them with his head quietly.

Damho asked.

“So what do you want from me? Do you want me to fight with you? ”

“No! I know better that you're not the one to hold hands with someone. ”

“ ……. ”

“There's probably no one in the world who can understand you better than I do. ”

“That's funny. Nobody understands me. ”

“No, I understand. Do you know why?”

“ ……. ”

“You and I look amazing. If there's just a difference, no one gave you a hand when the biggest gossip in life hit, but there was only a difference between me and them. Without them, I wouldn't be as lonely as you. ”

The gaze of Sword Cheon turned to Myeong-cheon. His eyes at Myeong-cheon were full of trust.

To trust someone completely. It was never easy to risk everything and give full faith.

He had spent so many years together, and it was possible because he let go of everything he had.

For Myeongcheon, Penis, and New Moon, the sword cloth could have risked its life. It was the same for Myeongcheon et al.

Their bonds were incredibly persistent, as they could risk their lives for each other, and those feelings appeared with a glance.

“Like them, I believe you. Like I said, you and I look amazing. ”

“Hah!”

The mouth of the damho is twisted. Then his eyes became darker and his ears became darker.

The stiff air sank even heavier. According to him, Myeong-cheon and Jano could not even breathe properly.

“No more bullshit. If we're going to continue this nonsense, we're going to smash that face. ”

“ ……. ”

“If you want something, make it clear. Don't pretend to understand uselessly. ”

“I don't want anything from you. It's only up to me to track down the Angel Church. I have no intention of letting you carry that burden. ”

“But why did you call me? ”

“You should know that. What you know and what you don't know is as big a difference as heaven and earth. ”

I saw the power of the sword cloth looking at the wall. As much as that, his eyes were also defeated.

“I don't care if you don't believe me. By referring to the Angel Society, you will also recognize that word. That's enough. ”

“Did you just meet me to say that? ”

“Yes, it's up to you to listen to me and make any judgments. But just keep this one thing in mind. I know I'm not your enemy. If you don't believe me, I won't rebel if you kill me here. ”

“Large!”

“Lord!”

Myeongcheon and Jano were astonished at the words of the sword cloth.

Damho looks at the Sword Cloth. He also did not avoid the gaze of the sword cloth.

I looked at the sword cloth for a long time and opened my mouth.

“Angelism?”

“I see.”

“If they really ambushed you, they'd kill you all by my hand. ”

“Then it's me. You have reliable power. But you won't have your share back. They owe me, too. ”

“Debt?”

“Do you think I'm just moving for the cause? I'm not that broad-minded. A man who thinks he should only pay for his blood. ”

The voice of the sword cloth was filled with a deep breath of life.

It did not suit his personality to continue the passage. It was also because the opponent said so much.

Damho asked.

“What does it have to do with paganism? ”

“A place that was...... in my body a long time ago. ”

“Does that mean you don't have a relationship right now? ”

“You don't even know if a country exists. ”

“So you don't care if I crush the devil? ”

“Of course. But..... ”

“But?”

“The pagan isn't that green. Because the force that was unleashed on the world is only a fraction of them. ”

“I don't care.”

“Then I don't care. ”

Damho read the words of the sword cloth with sincerity.

There may be something he hasn't said yet, but at least there wasn't a lie among the things he said.

After looking at the sword cloth for a while, the wall turned around. Then, as if he was suffocating, the prayer for processing the son-in-law disappeared as if he had washed his eyes.

Then Myeong-cheon and Jano could breathe a sigh of relief.

The sword cloth sighs of relief as Damho leaves the house.

“Phew!”

I got the best of the many results he could think of. That alone was sufficient harvest.

I didn't say it, but I was feeling pretty nervous, too. That much of Damho's prayer was his imagination.