Volcanic Sphere

Hundreds of volcanic disciples were gathered in the ruined Great Army. Most of them were younger triplets.

It was not long before I became a disciple of the volcano, nor did I learn to fly properly. But the enthusiasm that came to their faces was just as great.

The trio looked at the large platoon in front of the Great Barracks with a tense gaze. Above the stage were the pagans who barely survived the invasion of the pagan religion.

The face of the three great disciples revealed a feeling of anxiety. I should say the oldest is only twenty years old now. Most were in their early teens.

I was a better age to embrace Master than a proper UAV. If they had not been raided by the sorcerers, they would have been trained by Master and Master by now.

But now they've lost everything. Some lost masters, others lost masters. Everything that has protected them so far has flown away.

I don't know if I wanted it to be intact, but it wasn't. Because of this, the emotions they felt had to be extremely anxious.

In this way, the volcano would be over if it were raided once more by the Horse Bridge. The three great disciples, who were devoid of knowledge, could never have suffered a religious attack.

At least one comfort is that there is a wall.

Absolutely unmanned, now called the volcanic sphere.

Thanks to his strong presence, the unarmed of the volcano could at least find a minimum of stability. But it wasn't enough to solve everything.

Damho was certainly in the volcano, but showed little to his disciples. I didn't even talk to them as gently as the others. So I was anxious. The dam seemed to have nothing to do with the volcano.

If the dam leaves, the volcano will be abandoned again. A volcano without a wall was like an idea. So they desperately wanted Damho not to abandon the volcano.

It was then.

“It's the Four Hundred.”

“There is also a prestigious objection. ”

The disciples began to roar as they watched the horoscope and the honour of ascending the stage. They had the best allocation of survivors.

Then I saw two strangers behind me. It was the real person who took a step with a penetrating expression. But most of the disciples did not know the true man.

Around the time of the elder of the Old Moon Party, there was very little law to show the face of the Tribes, not to be their immediate son-in-law. Moreover, Jinn had a long time to leave the volcano, and even when he stayed in the volcano, few people knew his face. So the face of the three great disciples who were looking at the true man was filled with doubts.

“Who is he? ”

“Is he an adult? ”

The roar grows. Then the fortune raises its voice.

“Everybody be quiet. ”

“ ……. ”

At that moment his disciples shut their mouths as if they were lying.

“This is the true man. Presentation of Hyuncheon Jinn who was the Great Gater and the Great Sword of Volcano Jinn. So he becomes a master to you. ”

“ ……. ”

The disciples of the volcano were only terrified.

I know that the current allocation of Jinn is very high, but that doesn't mean I don't know how great he is.

Ungyeong also read the atmosphere of the intestine. A stalk smile came to his mouth.

“And..... he is also the master who taught the volcanic horseback riding. ”

“Waaah!”

A tremendous cry burst out like a lie. That much bowel reverberation was immense.

Damho was the only pride of the surviving volcano giants. Because he was there, they could not be shaken with defeat.

Everyone feared that it was Mine, but for the Volcano disciples, the only one who could trust and rely on it was Damho. I had to be enthusiastic because I was the master who raised such a wall.

Everyone looked at the real person with expectation. From the point of view of Jinn, the eyes of such disciples were forced to bear the burden.

The current Jinn sighed and looked around at his disciples.

Most of them had no one-sided vision, but when they looked at it, they were all a tribute to the true. The eyes of the children who had lost their place of trust broke his heart.

The current Jinn closed his eyes for a moment.

"O primitive Cheonzon."

Everything is for a reason.

Jinjin realized that the one-on-one smoke he got from sulfuric acid was for today.

For a moment, a tremor dominated the current sinner. But that too, for a moment, when the current true man opened his eyes again, he no longer trembled.

He finally opened his mouth.

“All of you..... a lot of work. ”

I just said a word. But the tears rose in the eyes of the three great disciples.

There was warmth in the words of the current Jinn. The warmth was comforting his disciples, whose hearts and minds were turned away.

“As everyone knows, winter is here in the volcano. But no matter how cold winter may last. One day, this winter will come and warm spring will come. I'm glad you guys are here. I will have a warm spring with you one day. ”

The gentle voice of the current Jinn was clearly heard in everyone's ears. The present Jinn did not force the courage of his disciples, nor did he insist that they should be more vigorous at this time.

Just as grandfather told his grandson an old story, he told it in such an emotional voice. Nevertheless, the disciples could not bear the tears.

It was the same for the eunuchs who stood at the back, the nobles and the pagans. They shed their tears without a pinch of salt.

There are adults in private who can rely on it.

One fact alone, the disciples of the volcano gained solace.

Damho stood alone at the top of the Fort Bong.

Undaebang was one of the highest peaks of the volcano. So the view of the volcano came at a glance.

Even after so many sacrifices, the volcano still struggles as if nothing had happened.

It was then.

“What are you doing here? ”

Suddenly I heard a familiar voice. Looking back, a beautiful woman was climbing to the top with difficulty. She was the closest.

“Are you here?”

“Yes! I just got here. I didn't see it, so I asked Progress, and he said he was here. ”

Sid Yeon smiled and came to the side of the wall. Her face was red, as though it was hard to come on a steep mountain path.

“What are you doing alone? ”

“Just do it!”

“Were you chewing on solitude? Definitely worth it. ”

Jong-yeon admired the landscape that Damho was looking at.

Volcanoes were different from sulphuric acid again. The peak that lifted up like a piercing of the sky was like a lightened sword.

I also remembered the light of admiration on her face.

I wondered what kind of volcano the Wall Ho grew up in.

The landscape of the volcano I saw firsthand was a landmark. Though greatly impaired by paganism, nevertheless, the force of the volcano was piercing the sky.

Damho asked.

“Master?”

“You are meeting your disciples now. ”

“Is that so? You must be busy. ”

Damho nods.

“Are you okay?”

“What's wrong?”

“Are you okay? ”

“It's okay!”

“Really?”

“Yes!”

“I don't think so. It's not healed yet, is it? ”

“ ……. ”

“I knew it. ”

He shakes his head with the expression that he can't help it.

In fact, the condition of the wall was the worst. A series of fights severely injured his body. The ulcer was still bleeding from the unscathed wound, and the genitals were also severely damaged. Nevertheless, he never had a painful expression.

“Go down the mountain. I'll heal you. ”

“Love comes first than me. ”

“But……. Okay.”

The moment I saw the stubborn face of Damhoe, Zhongyeon sighed.

“Let's go down.”

“Yes!”

The two came down with their shoulders side by side. The place they headed was the Jin Moo Palace.

At the entrance to the Jin Moo Palace, they met with progress.

“Uh, brother? Sister?”

When the progress of the war saw the end of the line, he was repulsive. His hand was filled with a tray containing a dead vessel.

The supernova was still unconscious. Of course I couldn't eat. Nevertheless, the dust has been made to die for supernova without missing a day.

“Long time no see.”

“When did you get here? Sister.”

“Now!”

“Very nice to meet you. You're going to see Chungmun, right? ”

“Yes!”

“That's good. I'm going to take it to Chunggoon, too. ”

“Let's go together. ”

“Yes!”

The Progressive Progress took the lead with the answer.

The three quickly arrived in front of the room where the supernova was staying. The progress was first carefully knocked and then the door opened. Then a single egg sitting in the room welcomed them.

“Welcome. ”

“What about Young-goon? ”

“Not yet……. ”

A single egg shakes its head at the question of progress.

After losing consciousness that day, supernova was still unconscious. If there had been no dedicated care for the egg, he would have lost his life in the first place. Nevertheless, the situation was deteriorating at different times of the day.

The gaze of the Short-eared Egg turned to the end of the year.

“What about this one?”

“You know what? She's the youngest sister of all the gods. ”

God replied after the progress was made.

“Ah!”

Immediately, the legs of the short-circuit egg are released and twisted.

He was the hardest man in the world. I couldn't get one proper senator, so I had to watch the supernova get worse one day at a time.

Her heart decayed, and she stayed up all night with tears. Such a trunk was a light to her.

The Short Egg grasps both hands of the closet.

“Please save him. If you'll spare me, I'll do anything. Please.”

“I'll do my best. Just a saucer.”

Jong-yeon grabbed the hand of the short-handed egg.

“Please… please……. ”

“Let me start with the wound. ”

Jong-yeon approached Cho-yeong.

His complexion was worse than it was a few days ago.

When I picked up the blanket, I saw a left leg that had been severed completely and numerous wounds. Abscess was flowing from the unscathed wounds.

It was a sign of a struggle. But if you leave it like this, it will kill you too.

Jong-yeon's face was noticeably stiffened. She was also aware of the seriousness.

Jong-yeon took the saliva out of his arms and said,

“All you have left is a saucer. ”

The joy of meeting Damho has long since disappeared from my head. Her face returned to the Senate.

Dam Ho didn't say anything about asking Seung-yeon to make good luck. It is because I have a belief that even if I don't say that, Pyeongyeon will treat me well.

Damho came out of the room with the progress of the dust.

“You're going to be okay, aren't you? ”

“It's going to be okay. ”

“Phew!”

The progress sighed.

Damho put a big hand on his shoulder.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes? What? ”

“You. ”

“Hehe! It's okay. ”

Progress steals the nose with her fingers. The fingers of such progress were full of minor cuts.

Immediately after the collapse of the volcano, the dustbin alone fed hundreds of people. Making food for many people to eat on their own was not easy. Rather close to impossible. Nevertheless, the dustbin was making a lot of food that year.

I didn't just make cheap food when I was eating chinese, I made the right food with the philosophy of nutrition, flavor, and nutrition that inspires my appetite.

Because of this, there was no day when the water dried up in the hands of the Progressive Democrats. But the dustbin made food with a willing mind.

I didn't think I was tired, though. It was thanks to the Misfortune Soldier.

Following the teachings of the current Jinn, his misguided soldier gave him a new month's salary. This made it possible to incorporate the principle of misfortune into food.

Damho rubbed his head with a large hand and said,

“Now you are the master of volcanoes. ”

A new volcano was about to erupt.

The new water had to be put in the new unit.

Progress was the beginning.