Volcanic Sphere

“Large!”

Song Gyeong-gyeong pushed the door and jumped into the Great Jubilee Army. The atmosphere of the Great Army was different from that of where the exterminators were.

On one side of the Great Barracks was a temporary kitchen, and on the front left was a large bowl of delicious foods.

In front of them were numerous tables and chairs that were pleasant to eat, and numerous people sat or stood.

However, such a sight did not come into the eyes of the Song Gyeonggi. All he could see was the bloody man lying naked in front of the left plate.

His head turned back, and he didn't see his face, but Kyung-gyeong instinctively noticed that he was a man of childhood.

“Large!”

Kyunggyeong hurriedly embraced Jang Ilwan.

Although the blood shed from Zhang Ilwan's body was all over the body, Kyung-won didn't even feel it.

“Big, what's wrong with you? Wake up."

It was Zhang Ilwan who went out to get food shortage. Why is Zhang Ilwan so bloody here?

I looked around with my eyes open. Numerous people were watching with blindness and longevity.

As if looking at others, their senseless eyes scream out in anger.

“Why are you standing so still when someone's hurt? No, what's wrong with the big guy? ”

His old age resounded within the Great Barracks. While some of the unarmed turned their heads red, most of the unarmed looked at him with a rather playful gaze.

Yu Yang-chun, who followed, yelled at someone.

“It's the author. The author made the big one look like this. ”

An intense yet arrogant eye that blends with a large stake, seven moths, and a hard-looking body that looks like it's been carved out of steel.

It was the abuse of thousands of landlords that unleashed an intense presence of poison.

Namhaek, a member of the Gumuyong family called Kangho's best late index. His eyes looked down at Song Kyung-won and Zhang Il-wan with arrogant arms.

A cynical person like Song Gyeonggi was an abusive person in a position that he would never dare to face. There was a gap as big as heaven and earth between the early days of the Old Moon, where one of the Old Moon clans boasted, and the Song Dynasty, which was only a cynic.

I approached Namhaek without fear.

“Answer me. Why did you do this? ”

“He ignored my warning. ”

“Warning?”

“This place is specially designed for elites of the Mourimblin. It is not a place for cynics like you to come in. He disregards my warnings and enters here and acts as he pleases. ”

Jang Il Wan said he would take some food from here. Then it collided with abusiveness, and eventually became this boundary.

“For that reason? ”

The eyes of Song Gyeongsang were bitten by anger.

“These are the elite martyrs who were borrowed from each of the Moon Clans to fight the pagans. If their morale or physical abilities fall, of course, their power will also fall. That is why special care is needed. ”

“Does that make sense? We are also the ones who volunteered to fight the devil. We also went out to establish the definition of good faith. ”

“Huh! Isn't that the bat-symbol that won the championship? ”

“What do you mean? ”

“I think the Mourim Blind will overwhelm the Horse Bridge, so why don't you join us and share the ball? ”

“Are you serious about that...? ”

I trembled at the sound of the Song Song Song.

I never dreamed that someone like abusive might be thinking like this. I was even more shocked.

I took out the words that I had left in my mind that I thought it was a protégé.

“Do you think it's unfair? I can't help thinking that. Because the world is not fair. The food set up here is all set up at the expense of the same big moonshine as the Old Testament. Of course it should be used for them. ”

“How can you say that.... ”

The ball of Song Gyeonggi-dong trembled.

The words of abusiveness were nothing but denial of cynics who willingly jumped into oblique lines for the definition of the stronghold.

They are barely eating a dead bowl, and the people here are filling their bellies with a luxurious diet.

It was as if only those here lived in the starry world. Song thought all this was absurd.

“Is that why you're only distributing death to us? You want me to eat and fight just enough not to die? ”

“If you're unfair, set up the ball. So, do you know? The treatment might be different. ”

A stalk smile came to mind at the mouth of the abusive. It was an obvious tribute to anyone. Then Song Song burst into fury.

“Hey! You son of a bitch. Are you the only one living alone? Are you the only advocates? Are you the only ones chosen? ”

His old age swept through the Great Army.

Some of the unarmed did not raise their heads shamefully. They thought that abuse was too much. But I didn't intend to go out of my mind because the potential of abusiveness was so great.

In the swearing of the Song Gyeonggi, the face of the abuser was bitten to play.

“How dare you!”

“How dare you? Huh? Since we've made a big one out of this mess, a bunch of cynics like us won't even notice. ”

At that moment, I remembered the thrilling life in the eyes of the abusive.

It was an abuse that grew up expecting from an early age by the prestigious Communists. The senses and stiffness of the footmen left nothing to be accomplished, and in order to complete him, the Communists sacrificed the manoeuvres of six elders and gave him the Vulcan Water.

Thanks to this, it was almost the nearest form of abusiveness to the underworld. No one dared to resist the scorn of abusiveness because they had demonstrated the power and fulfilment of others.

Even the elders of the Communist Party could not speak out against abuse. Because of this, abusiveness could not stand to make a dislike sound to itself.

“Son of a bitch! You little salmosa who ripped your mother's stomach out. I don't know how well you live... Ugh! ”

Bang!

Suddenly, the scourge that spat out the curse flew backwards with a scream. The intolerant abuse hit the workplace.

There was a clear mark on the chest of the rolling screech.

“Argh! You dog... Argh! ”

The thunderbolt that was about to happen forcefully vomited the dead blood.

The viscera is shaking and the blood is boiling. As if the whole body were dismantled, the force did not enter the limbs.

Namhaek pressed his chest with his feet.

“Let's hear it again. ”

“Do you know what you can't do? You don't even know my mother. Like you.... Argh! ”

With a thumping sound, the Song Song Song's chest is slightly depressed. I'm about to break a chest bone pressed against the foot of abusive behavior.

Living in the eyes of abusiveness was flourishing. If you give me a little more strength like this, I will break the heart of the Song Song Song.

“Quit.”

A more unpleasant euthanasia plummeted, but he vomited blood on the workplace where abuse was lightly wielded.

“These things don't burrow. Do you know they're all the same unmanned if they learn nothing? You guys are just a time-giving meat shield. Are you trying to be treated the same as us on that subject? Be aware of the subject.”

“Anatomy!”

At that moment, behind the back of the abuse, someone called him.

“What?”

Quajic!

An intense strike struck him in the face as he carelessly looked back.

“Argh!”

The cheeks of abusiveness that allowed the attack of injustice were swollen in an instant.

“What is it?”

“What are you doing? Abuse.”

The man who struck abusively was a supernova.

He was staring at abuse with a playful young gaze.

“What are you doing? A supernova.”

Namhaek asked, wiping out the blood that flows in his mouth.

“You're asking because you don't know that? What the hell are you doing? What right do you have to persecute the people who ran to help you fight the devil? ”

He cried out in a bloody vomit. One day, his eyes were filled with blood.

He looked around and said,

“What are you doing? Why are you just watching? Not one of them stepped up and drowned him. You're all the same bastards. You cowards!”

He wrapped up and sold the unarmed who had been bypassing him with a fitting band around his neck. Those who were fearful of abuse were ashamed to blush their faces, but unfortunately there were more who were not.

“What? Are you defending a cynic? ”

“You're a drunk dragon. ”

Crayfish are on their side and green is bronze, and the people who are now in the Great Lakes Army were just like that.

Most of the unarmed gathered here were from the Great Moon of Kangho. Their pride pierced the sky and never saw cynics who had no other Moonwaves as being like themselves.

Superneun was disappointed in their appearance, and deeply frustrated. He raises the back of the groin, which was brushed to the floor.

Namhaek said as he walked toward such a supernova.

“Supernatural. Let go of that hand. ”

“Don't be funny. ”

“Are you going to deny that you are a disciple of the centurion? ”

“What do you insist this has to do with it? Abuse.”

“The honor of the white specialist was established by the Old Moon and the Old Age. Not the cynics you're supporting. ”

“Bullshit! The honor of a white specialist seems to have fought against the devil himself. The Old Moon and the Old Moon have nothing to do with the same giant Moon. ”

“You?”

“Abuse! Open your ears and listen carefully. It's not just the Old Moon or the Old Age. When Gandhi was in crisis, it was the unnamed who saved Gandhi. My master also started out as a cybernetic and created the white book of the day. Don't ignore the hypocrisy of cynics. They are like weeds that form the backbone of the river. ”

The lions of the supernova resonate in the Great Lakes.

It was a supernova that only a good person laughed at. I always drank and lived to be called a drunk dragon.

Even the momentum he showed was shocking. Many were overwhelmed by the force of the supernova.

Namhaek did not like the appearance of such a supernova.

“Supernova!”

“Anatomy!”

“You can't just skip it. I will punish your arrogance. ”

In the body of abusiveness, a ferocious force blossomed. The unarmed around him hurriedly retreated.

The complexion of the supernova hardened. because I felt like I was living in the shadows of abusiveness.

“I will challenge the supernova of the Communist Party, the white specialist. If you're a man, don't run away from my challenges. ”

“Good! Abuse. ”

The supersonic carries the Song Gyeonggi down and steps toward the abusive. The laughter disappeared from the face of the supernova.

"Cheap!"

The chin muscles of abusiveness were sealed.

Choun-young.

A man who received a star with a dragon on a subject other than Gumurong. I didn't always like the way he looked when he was sober.

Namhaek decided that he would defeat the supernova and establish his majesty right away.

Horizontal pores.

Namhaek operated a joint vision mission. Then a tremendous force struck his whole blood.

Hooooooooooo!

One of the greatest manoeuvres was the abuse known to have come close to the underworld. Once he was minded and operated the manoeuvre, the air of the squadron resonated. But the supernova didn't shrink either.

If abusiveness was a pupil of the common denominator, he himself was a disciple of the white specialist. History is incomparable with the Communists, but the White House was also supported by numerous Mundus in Kangho. There was no reason for him to shrink.

The two stopped and stared at each other.

Those who were crushed by their weaponry did not dare to dry up and looked only at them.

“Chaaah!”

The first thing that moved was abusiveness.

The vision of the Communist Party unfolds.

Shh! Shh!

The void was filled with the swimming of the entire abusive.

A shadow of the hand of abuse that fills the sky like rain and falls. Even the eyes of the supernova are full of shadows of abusive hands.

The supernova did not hesitate, but blew itself into it.

The eighth century was unfolding.

Kwaaang!

Two men clashed together with a loud voice.

The two men's bodies burst into shock. Intense strikes resonated with the viscera and shook the blood.

A pale bloodstain shone between the two men's mouths. But no one stepped back.

Geez!

The supernova and elongation abuse broke out.

The news of the two men's clashes soon spread throughout the Sacred Branch.