Volcanic Sphere

The guests came to Sorimsa after Damhoe left.

“Welcome, Southern Archery soldier. ”

“I'm sorry I'm late. ”

Gwangcheon, the director of Shaolin, welcomed the Southern Palace, the military of the Mourim Blind. He led the Mulimblinds and joined them late.

“You've done a lot to get here. ”

“How can you say that you are suffering because you are defending the justice of Murim? I'm just sorry I'm late. ”

The Southern Archer bows deeply.

Behind his back, more than two thousand Mulim blind people were eager. Their faces were filled with exhausting light, but their eyes were shining regularly.

They were all elites of the Mourim Blade that the Southern Archer had borrowed. Gwangcheon also greeted them.

“Amitabul! Thank you for your hard work. I'm sure you'll be tired, but take a break today. ”

“Thank you for your consideration. ”

The Mulimblings cried out in unison.

Their cries roared in the mountains. In response, the soldiers who had joined the monks of Sorim first cheered.

“An army has come from Murimblin. ”

“Waaah!”

The dust that was accumulated in the skies was scattered high and covered the sun in the sky. The wild birds flew up into the sky in amazement, and the wild beasts ran round and round and spectacular.

Their scams pierced the sky because the unholy people had joined. Gwangcheon smiled quietly because he felt it.

“Amitabul! I was a little anxious to get out of the barracks, but the elite of the Mourim League joined me. ”

“The Great Barrier? Are you talking about the horse? ”

The voice of the Southern Archer has risen to the ground.

He was a very rational man, but he was always excited about what was going on with the wall. I had to. It's a coincidence with the damnation, and it's done a lot of damage without anything right.

Even the southern archipelago, the household of the Southern archipelago, was killed by Damho. It was the enemy of the Great Heaven who could not live with one sky, but the situation of Murim was so urgent that he had no choice but to look at it.

Gwangcheon closes his eyes, feeling the enemy in the voice of the Southern Archer. It was also because he knew the bad news about the Damhoe and the Southern Palace.

As usual, Thorim would have been on the side of the Southern Palace. But now it was tough. Even one person could not turn an enemy because he wanted the same level of absolute small-minded mastermind to the panel that needed power.

“When did Bokma come here? ”

“I was here a few days ago. And he left two days ago. ”

“Two days ago. ”

The eyes of the Southern Archer sank deeply.

“Except for someone who has already left. The Southern Palace Military doesn't care. ”

“You should.”

“You're wise, too. You're not doing this, you're going inside. ”

“Go first. I'll take them first and follow them in. ”

The Southern Archer pointed to the unarmed who came with him. And he nodded.

“Got it. Take care of everything and come in slowly. ”

“Thank you for your consideration. The gatekeeper.”

“No, then..... ”

Gwangcheon took over the Southern Arctic and went inside first.

The Southern Archery summoned the cerebral ministers and instructed them to take the troops with them to their homes.

The cerebral ministers, who were ordered to do so, moved swiftly. Mulim's troops, full of vast armaments, quickly disappeared and only the Southern Archery remained alone.

The Southern Archery stood in the middle of an armoury and did not move. His face was filled with the light of agony.

"Vodka."

It was a name that was always caught like a thorn in the throat.

The Southern Archery was the blood of the Southern Archery before he was a soldier of the Mourimblin. He pondered in his coldness as an accredited official and his personal feelings as a direct descendant of the Southern Archery.

The face of the Southern Archer, who had been pondering for a long time, finally came up with a firm light.

He called someone.

“Crimson.”

“Yes, sir! ”

A middle-aged unarmed man suddenly appeared and kneeled before him.

His name is Namgang Jinhong. He was an unarmed man sent from the South Palace to assist the South Palace.

“Know the deeds of the scribes. It has not been long since I left, so I will be able to find it without difficulty. ”

“What do we do about it? ”

“To the devil……. Inform the devil of his deeds. ”

Surprised Southern Magenta looks up at you.

“Dangerous. You can catch a troublesome bed bugs and burn them all. ”

He also hated to make the dam-ho shirk. But I didn't think so.

The Southern Archery was determined.

“Do it. Anonymous won't be a problem. ”

“Are you serious?”

“Yes."

“Al…… I will. ”

In the end, he replied with an unavoidable face.

Suddenly disappearing, as in the time of the appearance of the South Palace, the remaining South Palace murmured.

“You and the Southern Archery cannot coexist under one sky anyway. Never!”

* * *

“Hua!”

The advancement opened his mouth.

A river of immense size was flowing in front of them. The whole water was flowing in a terrifying state, creating a huge upheaval and sweeping away everything under the earth.

The place they were looking at was the Sammun Strait, where the Emperor flowed. The eclipse that flows between the scriptures and the lower man's boundaries meets and divides into three large islands, each canyon being called a newspaper, an ear, and a humanity. The name of these three doors was the Three Gate Strait.

The Jingbo is completely lost in front of the Emperor's great majesty. I've seen a gutter before, but it felt different from him. The mud from the Western Plateau of Jungwon was mixed with water. So I looked grander and wilder.

Silent light approached Damho.

“You have to go beyond the Emperor to go to Seongseong. ”

“How?”

“I've got a ship waiting upstream of the Three Gate Strait. ”

“The ship?”

“Here too, there are brothers of melting. I told them to prepare the boat to cross the river in advance. ”

Silent light replied in a confident voice.

The influence of the eighteen greens affects not only the Silk Mountains but also the rivers. Numbers also existed in the river, and they were commanded by eighteen greenhouses.

There was a yellow crow in the Empress. It was not large enough to belong to the eighteen greenhouses, but it was still the largest of the emperor's active enemies.

Going back upstream to the Three Gate Strait, the Emperor's enemies are waiting for a speedboat.

Now a middle-aged man in the majestic sphere, who appeared to be in his late forties, approached the group of Damho and took over.

“Welcome. It's a yellow-bellied dragon. It's an honor to meet you. ”

The eyes of Zhang Sang-woo looking at the dam were filled with a blasphemous light. Silk was not the only one. All the wildlings on the speedboat were staring at the wall.

Damho was a silver man of eighteen greenhouses. He had the Yellow Gate to save his life, and eighteen of them could be rebuilt. Knowing that, their eyes were so hot that they looked at the wall.

Silence smiled and said to Zhang Sang-woo.

“Brother! I'm invisible? This is depressing.”

“Oh! You're here, too. ”

Later, Zhang Sang-woo discovered the silent light and turned back.

Two men hug each other.

When I was a child, I was active in the eclipse. At that time Zhang Sang-woo was nothing but ordinary water.

Over the years, the Silent Canyon became the main greeting for Huanggyeong Gate, the total creditor of the eighteen greetings, and Zhang Sang-woo became the sovereign creditor of Huanggyeong. I had to be happy to see each other because of the connection.

Zhang Sang-woo grabbed the hand of the Silent Sun.

“Let's get on the boat. It's only a matter of time.”

“Urgent?”

Zhang Sang-woo's gaze was toward the dam.

“Haven't you heard? ”

“ ……. ”

“I knew it. Now, the South West is in a state of turmoil. ”

Zhang Sang-woo's eyes narrowed.

I left Shaolin and ran unrelentingly. Of course I didn't get a chance to get the news.

“The Jongnam clan has suffered great damage. ”

“Jongnam?”

“Yes! Half the brains of the Southern Brotherhood flew away. It's a fact that no one in the world knows yet. If we weren't the Ganja that we sent over there, we would almost have no idea. ”

“Tell me more. ”

“Let's get you aboard. I'll go into detail on the boat. ”

“Mmm!”

Damho nodded and climbed onto the boat. Following him, he rode to the end of the day, including the black ears.

The speedboat that everyone was riding started with a river flowing with yellow turbulence. A tremendous upheaval shook my stomach like it was about to turn upside down. However, the enemies of the eclipse managed to run the speedboat without a single embarrassing hue. Thanks to its close operation, the speed line quickly regained its stability and moved forward at a rapid pace.

Then Zhang Sang-woo sighed and approached Damho.

“How far did I tell you? ”

“Half the Southern Cerebrae flew. ”

The answer was silent.

Zhang Sang-woo nodded and spoke.

“But it's all because of one absolute master. ”

“One? ”

Silent light dreaded my eyes.

Jongnam was a member of the Old Moon Party. Only the masters whose names are known in Kangho are more than a dozen, and even the unknown masters are more than hundreds. If you add so many mainstream and expeditionary disciples to it, you can be called the Blind of Liberty. It was hard to believe that only one such Jongnam suffered blood terror.

“Yes! It's just one person. He was an old man who was hard to guess his age and said his name was Gyeonggi-do. ”

“Thousand...... noon. ”

Silent light raises its head.

“Yeah! You never heard of it? Neither do I. Anyway, his name is not that important. The big problem is that half of the Southern Slaves flew away because of one of them. It was a joint venture..... ”

Nolan's silent mouth opened.

His gaze turned to me. After hearing the amazing story, there was no change in the face of the wall.

‘You can't be so surprised. ’

Zhang Sang-woo's words followed.

“What's even more remarkable is that the old man had already killed the Hundred Specialist Jang Il San before fighting the Southern Cerebrates. ”

“A white specialist? Was there a white specialist there? ”

For the first time, Damho opened his mouth.

“Yes, it seems that the Great Council of the Hundred Professionals led some of his disciples to take refuge in the Jongnam. ”

“Some?”

“Yes! The Chongnam clan suffered heavy damage as the chlorination battalion passed away in Sachu. ”

The disciples of the Chongnam clan, who lost the great tree called chlorination, were like baby birds who lost their mothers. During the retreat to Jongnam, Zhang Il, the centurion master, was more likely to be attacked and destroyed.

“What happened to the supernova? Didn't he go up to Mount Jongnam with you? ”

“I don't know the details, but I know the early stages were badly wounded and I didn't have the strength to get to Mt. Jongnam. ”

“So?”

“I think I went to the volcano. ”

“Mmm!”

The first invasion flowed through the mouth of the dam. A light of relief passed through his eyes.

It was unfortunate that Zhang Il San died, but for Damho, supernova was more important than that.

“Volcano blue, right? ”

“I guess I'm forced to think that for now. ”

“If you go back to the Emperor in the Three Gates Strait, it will lead to a harmony, right? ”

“That's right. Are you going to the volcano? ”

“Mmm!”

“If you drive at full speed, you'll be there in two days. ”

Damho nodded and Zhang Sang-woo gave orders to his men.

He said, "The Great Barracks are going to Huanghyun. Stop robbing and turn the player into a whistle. ”

“Old!”

The adversaries turned the player with a strong answer.

It was a sudden order, but no one objected. For them, Damho was similar to Yeongmun, the general debtor.

‘I can't believe there's a horse-drawn horse on our boat. ’

My chest was pounding.

They were only a handful, but the fame of the castle was unmanned. People called him a bohemian, but he was forced to be seen as divine by the enemies who worshipped his power more than anyone else.

The sailors did their best to squeeze out all the power, all the power that was not there. The boat goes back upstream with a buoyancy.

The belly flutters with a strong uproar. However, Damho did not stand on his feet and move.

Brother!

The progress and silence stared at such a wall from behind.

Two days. For some, it will only be a very short time, but for Damho, it just felt so long.