Volcanic Sphere

“Ugh!”

“Argh!”

Hell was spread out before the eyes of the penis. Only the blood was not shed. The appearance of the volcanic disciples was not sufficient to bring it to a disastrous end.

There were various kinds of people, such as those who grabbed their bellies and broke their faces, those who broke their legs and shed painful voices.

They were lying on the ground and breathing heavily.

“Damn it!”

“Argh!”

Some of them shed tears as if they were angry. The unholy man who spills the dust stares at the wall standing alone like a demon.

I was not ashamed of being knocked down by Damho. The skill gap is so great. But the fact that he didn't give the damho a proper blow once upset them.

Jong-yeon sighed.

“Phew!”

“What's wrong with you? ”

The penis looks suspicious. Then, Jong-yeon shook his head all the time.

“I think he's using his poisonous hands roughly today. Everyone has an unusual internal injury, so there will be a lot of internal medicine. I'm almost out of herbs. ”

Then I realized the penis.

The volcanic wave's disciples could strike Damho with such power because of the belief that the closure would heal any wounds. God's share in the volcanic wave was just as great.

The disciples who had found the end of the year came crawling into the abyss.

“Please save me. ”

“Lord, I will die. Argh!”

Each of them complained of his own pain and asked for help. He said it naturally, as if it had not happened once or twice.

The end of the year speaks sharply.

“Hang in there. I'm not going to die right now. ”

“Whoops! That's too much. ”

“Oh, my God! I never thought God would be so cold. ”

The disciples struck the castle. However, the end of the year was not unpleasant, but words.

“My mouth seems to be intact, so I'll be able to stand it for the next three days. ”

“Khh!”

“I can't stand it that way. Please save me. ”

When the disciples of the volcano pleaded, Jong-yeon laughed.

It's been three years since I've been with them.

At first sight, they were nothing but unmanned children. I learned the volcanic anarchy, but the level was extremely small. It was good to die with a knife when you went to Kangho.

It was originally normal. If the volcano was fine. Master and Elders would have guided them, and their achievements would have increased over time. But since the elders and the work, the Jesuits had been exterminated, there was no senior to lead them.

It was impossible to pull up their forces in a short period of time in a normal way. So Damho used an extreme method.

Having a fight with himself.

Damho was ruthless. There was no law against the unarmed. Broken limbs were fundamental, and those who wandered through the limbs were deceived by the severe injury of rupturing the viscera. Then I healed them by sticking to the trumpet.

Once the wound was healed to some extent, it adhered to the wall again. And it was crushed.

At first, I was scared and sick like crazy. I couldn't fight properly to complain of pain. So I tried to avoid it. The fugitive also deceived him. But it was impossible to get out of the hands of the Wall.

Damho has captured the fugitives one by one. Those caught fleeing like that had to pay even more harshly.

Now the disciples of the volcano gave up running. Instead, I began to fight the Wall. The focus returned to the pupil, which was only puffy, and at some point the poison began to subside. Hado also suffered from Ogie and anger.

Damho was hit to the point of death. But he didn't die. It is because of the life of Jong-yeon like a ghost.

That's how three years went by. It was a short time if it was short, but it was also long enough for the baby to grow up unattended.

It was the law that no one could risk his life. Volcano giants fought like every other day, and that allowed them to grow elitist.

I watched all those sights and treated them myself. Because of this, the feelings she felt for her volcanic disciples were different. Likewise, the disciples of the volcano believed deeply in the apocalypse.

Their cohesiveness was so persistent that it was easy to tell such a nonviolent joke. Thanks to it, the atmosphere was not bad even if I became a Manshin Chang. because I know that Jong-yeon will fix it.

It was then.

“Wow! It must have been more violent today. ”

The boy's admiration resounded to the ground.

Everyone's gaze turned towards the direction in which their voices were heard. There was progress, the boy with the lead.

The dustbin whistled at the disciples of the nudist volcano. But I wasn't surprised at all. It's because I haven't seen it in two days.

The prodigy sits pecking and pokes the protozoa with his fingers.

“Are you okay?”

“Do you think you're okay? ”

“Hehe!”

“What's going on? ”

“Eat.”

“Dinner? We should. Shuffle!”

The protozoa rose forcefully from the body of Manshin Chang. It was the same for the disciples of the other volcanoes.

Progress saw them and said,

“I knew this was going to happen, and today I prepared a supplement. Come to the Old Testament. ”

“Got it."

“Thank you. Progress. You're the only one.”

And the disciples of the volcanoes stood up all over the place. Even though it was so messy, I didn't understand my penis when I tried to eat.

“We're coming, too. ”

“Yes?”

“The Old Testament. I'm looking forward to some more food today. ”

Jong-yeon grabbed the hand of the penis. The penis looked suspicious and moved forward.

The High Moon War was the largest volcanic wave in the world. It seemed like a great place with a name, but in fact it was just a restaurant. It's just that if there's a difference from other objectivity, it's big. It means that a large forehead can be used as a restaurant for more than a thousand people to go in at once.

“Death penalty, are you here? ”

“Welcome. ”

There were already many disciples waiting in the foreground. They greeted with a loud voice as they looked at the protozoa that came into the Old Testament.

Everyone was exhausted, but not as brave as his voice. He could not be seen as a disciple of the Fallen Moon.

It was the time when the period and penis entered the Old Testament.

“Sister, here. ”

A girl sitting on one of the tables of the Old Testament shook her hand toward the closing ceremony. An exceptionally vibrant beautiful girl was a silver petition.

“Let's go over there. ”

He smiled and went to the table with the silver petition.

The gaze of Eun-sung turned towards the penis.

“I'll see you here again. ”

“Phew! I'm sorry. I had no choice then. ”

A slight sigh of silver was sighed at the apple of the penis.

“I think so. But because of that, our Ngabo Merchant Guild hit the transverse axis. It's horrible what it would have been like if the volcanoeists hadn't helped. ”

“I'm sorry.”

I couldn't even answer the silver petition anymore because my penis repeatedly apologized.

Jong-yeon smiled and wept between the two.

“I'll wait before the food comes out. How's the silver hawk? ”

“Well, I spent a lot of time watching the volcanoes and eating the food that progress makes. Because of that, I got this weight. ”

Eun-sung pinched the ball with two fingers. Then I looked at him with the eye that he was cute.

“Where did you lose weight? You just got prettier. Look at the skin. ”

“Really?”

Eun-sung was reflexive.

“Well! I don't know how much progress you care. ”

“Phew! I went down the volcano because of progress. ”

“So am I! ”

At the same time, the two women sighed. The penis did not understand how they reacted.

‘What the hell.... ’

It was then.

“Here comes the meal. ”

With a strong voice, great advances appeared pushing the cart. After that, a few disciples of the volcano pushed the cart and followed it.

A large pot was placed on the cart that was pushed by the dust. It was the same for the cart pushed by the other disciples.

“My precious guests are here today, and I have a special treat for them. Eat and cheer up. ”

“Waaah!”

At the end of the prophecy of the war, a scream sounded in the Old Testament. Subsequently, Urr's disciples came and lined up.

“Now, stand in line. ”

The disciples of the volcano lined up in an orderly manner.

Eun Socheong said to Jong-yeon and Yinggyeong.

“We're in line, too. ”

The three women stood in the middle of the line and waited for their turn.

Penis has not adapted to the atmosphere of the dormant volcanic wave.

I never could have imagined such a flattering atmosphere in the pagan world. It was impossible for everyone to fit in like this. The quality of the food varied according to the sequence, and the same convenience prevented me from eating comfortably.

Because of this, the penis always had to eat alone. So I was used to being alone. This buzzing landscape was a very heterogeneous experience for her.

And the disciples who followed him distributed food to those who were in the line. Whenever he loosened his food with a ladle, a dark scent aroused his olfactory senses. The penis felt a slight saliva in its mouth.

Finally, it was my turn to have a penis and more.

He greeted me with a strong greeting.

“Hello, sister. ”

“Oh, hello! ”

“I heard from my brother. I've had a lot of cramps. If you don't have enough, say it again. ”

The food contained in the pot was placed in a bowl.

“Twelve herbs of five colours, roasted deer meat is called five-green. You'll do just fine. ”

“Huh? Huh! ”

The penis returned to its place with a bowl of five-green flesh. While she was coming to receive the food, the other disciples were standing on the table with their food and their supper.

Subsequently, Jong-yeon and Eun-sung returned.

“Let's eat. ”

At the end of the closing ceremony, three women chopped in unison. The penis carefully inserts the opaque green meat into the mouth. At that moment, her eyes widened.

When the deer meat entered the mouth, it melted without chewing. At the same time, the juice gushed out and filled her mouth.

It was the first taste I felt in my life. But he was ecstatic. The moment the food touched his mouth, his back was tingling.

The penis choked again without even knowing. It was better to eat with food. She makes fun of the chopsticks.

In an instant, the food was half empty. Then I was able to regain consciousness.

“That's ridiculous! ”

The eyes of the penis were shaken with disbelief.

It would not have been so surprising if it had simply been tasty.

In the food made by the Progressive Democracy, I felt the excitement. The moment the food entered my stomach, a warm aura arose to comfort my entire body. The stiff muscles loosen and the energy in the shorthand gently fluctuates.

I simply ate food, and it had the same effect as taking the elixir. It was an unbelievable article.

The gaze of the penis was toward the end of the line. I smiled softly as if I knew that would be the case.

“Amazing, isn't it?”

“Hey, what happened? How can such efficacy be achieved in a single food.... ”

“Pharmaceutical mobilization. Progress is the goal of my life. Progress has been trying to make food that is more beneficial to the body than just delicious food. And recently, I realized that I was able to fuse the energy of herbs into food. You can't compare it to a real elixir, but if you dress up his food steadily, you'll get a decent endocardium. ”

“I can't..... ”

He looked unbelievable.

He only looked softly at the penis and no longer explained it.

She knew best how desperately the progress had been made.

I made food during the day, and at night I went to the end of the day to learn herbology. When he mastered herbology, he searched the volcano day and night.

I tried to make food using canned herbs. I have failed countless times. Still, the dust didn't give up.

His determination to benefit people with food was desperate. When the disciples of the volcano desperately dug up the porcelain, the dustbin dug the dish to death.

I've only walked that way. As a result, some time ago, he was able to melt the herbal medicinal substance in the food intact. No, the combination of herbs and food allowed me to amplify the medicinal product that I had.

Probably from then on. It is true that the volcanic disciples' helplessness rose inexorably.

Fight the Damho and get treatment from Jong-yeon. And it protects the body with food of progress and increases its resilience. As a series of courses circulated on a yearly basis, their forces rose inexorably.

“Hehe!”

The progress was smiling, rubbing his nose with his fingers. The appearance of such progress was dazzling.