Volcanic Sphere

Jn 6: 217. Different walks, different places of arrival (2)

“Rotten! I'm still shaking. Kaaak! ”

With swearing, the supernova spits on the floor.

I hurriedly walked away, trembling as if supernova were horrible.

The moonlight followed him.

“Don't get too upset, Secondary Compromise. ”

She said so, but her face was not very bright either.

“Are you all right, Sozer? ”

“I'm fine. ”

“Damn it!”

“Secondary Compromise! ”

“I don't know why it feels so dirty to see them all the time. ”

“I understand.”

“I've been coveting the ball. ”

I shook my head like I was bored with supernova.

The atmosphere of the meeting in the foreground was terrible. Everyone was talking back because of the body, but the content was simple.

I'm going to set up a ball in the war against evil.

They thought that the war against the pagans was a great opportunity to consolidate their position.

It is difficult to need a hero, and if you build a ball in such a great war, you can become a hero of strength.

If that's the case, I could take off the Gulls of Gumoo Dragon and be recognized as the Supreme Leader of Kangho. Like a damsel.

He was about the same age as them, but no one in Kang Ho thought of Dong Ho as the same as Gumoo Dragon.

The walk that Damho has shown so far has been so devastating. So he went beyond the Late Index and was recognized as one of the best masters of Kangho.

What Gumurong wanted was a reputation that surpassed the wall. Not everyone spoke openly, but their eyes were filled with desire.

Of course, there is no confrontational abuse with the supernova, not even the leader of the shaman who is considered the best Gumurong in the world.

They wanted to get information about the motto from the supernova. A little information that no one else needed was also valuable to them.

In his stubborn gaze, and in his stubborn attitude, he took his studies apart.

“Wouldn't it be nice to stand up and fight if you needed such a reputation? Why do you need information about Damho? ”

“They'll be afraid too. ”

“What do you mean? Damhoga?”

“Yes, because he's the one who scares everyone. ”

“But it's too sleepy. ”

“Thank God.”

“What do you mean? ”

“It was clear to him that there was someone like Secondary Compromise. He has an early compromise, so he won't be lonely. ”

“What? ”

He shook his hand with a gorgeous expression. In response, the Moon smiled with a subtle smile.

I was jealous of the supernova.

But he was able to express his feelings honestly. Unlike yourself.

‘Neither am I. I also have to show my face in this war for the honor of the Inquisitor. ’

Hae Nam, who used to be the pride of Thao So-moon, was now grasping her ankle. I couldn't help feeling that fact.

The Moon shakes its head and shakes its head.

The annex appeared in front of me. Following the supernova, I came all the way here.

I smelled a dark potion from the annex. Lion Yeon was boiling the potion again.

“Secondary death penalty. ”

At that time, the woman of the grave came to the supernova. It was a non-weekly egg.

At one time, however, it was a monogamy egg called death penalty that was once cooked together by a white specialist.

“Well done.”

“Why are you here now? ”

“What's going on? ”

A supernova who felt an unusual atmosphere in the voice of a short-haired egg promptly asked.

“The Great Barracks and the True Witch went out. ”

“You two?”

“Yes!”

“When?"

“I left two weeks ago, and I'm still not coming back. ”

“Damn it!”

The supernova reacted right away.

A warning sounded in my head.

He knew best what was not good between the two of them. It was hard to expect the two of them to settle so well as before if they fought again.

“Where is it?”

“I went to the quarry on the east side. ”

“I'll go first. ”

The supernova rushes toward the direction that the short-eared egg gave it. I watched the eggs move away with a worried expression.

“That rattleneck. Please be careful. ”

The voice of the short-haired egg was filled with anxiety towards the supernova.

The Moon looked at the egg without saying a word.

‘Dan Sozer likes second-order compromise. ’

There was an atmosphere that I didn't have to express in words. The eyes of the short-eared egg were like that.

Chongyeon hoped that the catastrophe would not happen. If Dam Ho killed the real man by mistake, then the apprenticeship was impossible.

“Please……. ”

It was when the supernova murmured and entered the eastern airfield.

Suddenly his steps stopped. Because something was weird.

Exceptionally heavy sunken air and cool feeling tickled my back neck.

Jaw!

At that time, there was a hand holding his shoulder.

“Damho!”

The supernova was semi-colored. because the owner of the hand was a dampho.

At that moment, the eyes of the supernova shook. It was because the front toe of the chest of the wall that grabbed him was long. I saw a trace of blood in the truncated clothing.

If you don't look closely, it was just fine enough to think it was a red line.

The moment I saw the scars, I felt the creeps rising all over me.

‘An unimaginably sharp sword. ’

Charla Damho, who was about to open her mouth, pointed to one side of the stadium with her hand.

The truthful stood there.

With his eyes closed, Zigsy stood as a sword support, reminiscent of the statue.

Shuwoo!

Suddenly the wind blows around him.

The hair of the sporadic true man is scattered by the wind.

“What do you mean?”

The wind that swirled around the true man stopped at some point. And the static moments that have come.

Shoot him!

Suddenly, the air of the first squadron is sucked into the true true true man, and the clothing of the wall and supernova is roughly swayed by the wind.

“Ah!”

That's all I realized.

We know that the martial arts of the True One have progressed. This was a phenomenon that had just emerged due to the enlightenment of the truthful.

What kind of an enlightenment did you get? ’

The atmosphere felt by the real person was unusual.

Damho looks at the true man with his eyes deeply sunk.

Heart map.

Heartbreaking Sword.

The way of man is in the midst of the heart, and the sword of the heart is the sword of heaven.

It was spoken by a truthful man unconsciously while fighting the Damho. In a sudden realization, he uttered his insight without even knowing it.

The original insight was of no use if others knew it but did not know what it meant. But the walls were different.

The heart of the truthful was also consistent with the result of the mediocrity with which the motto was learned.

An old unauthorized mediocrity of volcanoes forgotten in people's brains. It was now absorbed into the dark air, but as much remained in the memory of the Wall.

I don't know if so, but the heart of the True Witch has caused a great debacle in the heart of the Wall.

At that moment, the truthful man opened his eyes.

An intense frenzy burst out of his eyes. The intense gaze that seemed to humble a man's chest shriveled within.

Normally, the eyes of the true man were very intense. But now his eyes were no different from those of ordinary people. Rather, it seemed more gentle.

The supernova did not know what the true man heard. But only one thing was certain.

‘The true man crossed the wall. ’

No one knew what the wall was like. It could have been a low wall that could have been crossed by a child, or it could have been as tall as a fetus.

He wondered what the true true man had accomplished. But his appearance alone could not figure out anything.

“Whoo!”

The vigilante takes a deep breath and exhales all his energy.

He walked towards the dam.

“Thank you.”

“ ……. ”

“Never forget this grace. ”

The moment the True Man gained enlightenment was perfectly defenseless. If someone touched him or her uncomfortably, he or she immediately bled and his or her heart beat burst.

Damho stood up for such a truthful man.

‘Lost. Perfectly. ’

The real man smiles.

It didn't feel bad.

“Hahaha!”

The real man suddenly burst into laughter.

No timing, no jealousy. The sound of clear laughter, like a child without foolishness or obsession, spread far from the sky.

‘Not bad. ’

Damho turned around.

* * *

After returning to the villa, Jong-yeon welcomed me first.

“Are you okay?”

“It's okay.”

“Really?”

After looking at the body of the wall, Jong-yeon found a sword on his chest.

“You're hurt again. ”

“Mmm!”

“Sit down for a second. ”

Jong-yeon forcibly sat down and looked closely at the wounds. And I was surprised.

“Wounded by the sword? I can't be so sharp..... ”

“ ……. ”

The more I looked at the wound, the more surprised I was.

Because if the wound had been a little deeper, the heart rate would have been the same, and the heart would have healed two sinuses.

The seedlings were rapidly sprinkled with a hemostatic agent and acupuncture was performed. The wall remained motionless until she took all the action.

“Thank you!”

“There's nothing to thank. ”

Jong-yeon looked up at the wall.

Damho still had an unfathomable look on his face. It's like a man who doesn't know pain.

‘A man born to fight. ’

I felt uncomfortable.

Damho's life was a continuation of the struggle.

Since the moment the village was born, it has not been a day for his life.

Fight for another day, and those days were repeated like every day. That too for decades.

If anyone had such an experience, their personality would have to change like a wall.

Thinking of your survival first, and thinking of everything that bothers you.

Then, I wanted to be able to fully understand the person named Dharma.

‘This man is never a cold-blooded man without demons or blood or tears. I just sealed all the emotions I didn't need to live. ’

The blood flow from Damho's body is evidence of his struggle to keep his life. Perhaps in the future, there will be no disappearance of blood from his body.

Kang Ho was struggling.

I could not even predict how many more people would die in the war between the pagan and the Moorish. It was impossible to live alone in such a world.

I didn't know how much more hardship was waiting for him. And it will never be avoided if it is the nature of the wall.

Damho will come back with more wounds.

Suddenly, Jong-yeon grinds the back of the wall into the palm of his hand.

Mate!

A cheerful sound sounded.

When Damho looked at him, he smiled widely.

“Be alive. If your arm is severed, if your chest is punctured, you're still alive. Because if you don't stop breathing, I'm going to save you somehow. Okay?”