Volcanic Sphere

One side is the work of an apostle who has long been a legend of Kangho.

On the other side is one of the thirteen tribes of the pagan religion, the owner of the walleye.

Their brawl was indeed processed.

Bang! Bang!

Every time they struck, the ground split open and the beautiful willows were plucked and flew away.

Glug!

Dozens of chains stretched out like serpents, mocking the lumps of the Stone River. Against him, the whole body of the Stone River was being erected like a mountain.

Wallstones were rocks.

Sturdy and unshakeable, like a giant rock, it was its essence.

The Stone River was a man who was faithful to the teachings of such wallpapers.

Quaah!

Every time he moved his body, a fierce aura erupted.

“Die, old man. ”

The Stone River blows its body fiercely.

Oh, shit!

The silver chain bounced off his body. However, the Moon opened its palms and gently shed his body without panicking. However, the silver chain was exquisitely manipulated to attack the Stone River.

“That's amazing.”

I couldn't help but admire the scent.

Despite the fact that he is an enemy, the forgery of the Moon has been crafted. I didn't fight one of the Thirteen Clans, the owner of the Wall Leopard. Given the fact that he was deeply wounded and exhausted, he felt even more extraordinary.

“That's enough to hurt the Teacher. ”

In other words, the Stone Rifle could not have been his opponent if he had not fought the bishop and suffered internal injuries.

The owners of the Thirteen tribes cannot all be the same. Among other things, there is a dividing line, and there is a special exception.

The Stone River was certainly an outstanding man. He was also strong enough to be among the owners of the thirteenth tribe. Thinking of his age, it was an incredible achievement.

So I was very happy when he said he would be with him. But on the one hand, it was also true that I regretted it.

“Noya.”

This was the moment she remembered, not anyone else.

One of the Thirteen Tribes, like the Stone River, the head of the whole world. But his absence was incomparable to the Stone River.

Even when the owners of all the other thirteen tribes changed, he was still the master of the whole world.

Even when he was young, he was still the same, and now he is older.

There was no one who knew exactly how long he had lived in the pagan world. There was very little commuting with the pagans. But the symbolism he had within the Thirteen tribes was extraordinarily great.

It was unfortunate that Dandong was unable to attract such a celestial wonder. If I had stopped, I would have been able to defeat the Moon Moon easily without suffering like that.

“By the way, why did that old man crawl here like a bad boy? ”

There was a light of suspicion on the face of the dandruff.

She decided she didn't have any ointment here. There is no reason to flee here with serious injuries. Nevertheless, Dang Duke Moon came all the way here by drawing the sword cloth.

“What's the reason? The reason that old man had to come all the way here with his life. ”

I looked around.

Then the surrounding landscape came into my eyes.

It was a ruin that seemed abandoned a long time ago. Only the cornerstone of the liver tells the story of the old movie.

A deep goal was struck in the glabella of a monotonous gland revealed above the red cotton thread.

“What the hell?”

In her eyes came the light of suspicion.

As a saint of the pagan religion, it was a singular trend that had ravaged the whole world for a lifetime. He was proud that he knew every corner of the world.

She decided to know that there was very little folk in Sulsan. It is because of the Ten Thousand Year Old that does not melt in the middle of the summer. I can't believe there's such a huge ruin here.

‘On this scale, hundreds and thousands of people could have lived. The headquarters wouldn't have known if it had that many people. ’

It was when the suspicion of monotony darkened.

Kwaaang!

There was a tremendous sound that was incomparable until now.

“What do you mean?”

The dandruff hurriedly turned his head. Then I saw a huge rock shattered and scattered all around. And I saw the Stone River stretch out its fist with a slightly ridiculous expression.

Just a moment ago, the Stone River opened its doors.

Even with the same strength, the power varies according to the quality of the concentrated inner air. Of course, the power is unimaginable if it is a masterpiece of the Stone River. However, Dang Duke Moon twisted the power of the Stone River. I changed the direction of the power that was flying towards me and hit the huge rock under the scream. That's how a rock was crushed by the power of the Stone River.

As the Stone River paused in shock, the Moon Moon flew towards the rock. It was precisely the black frostbite that appeared after the rock broke.

Mongolian Moon's new life was instantly lost in the darkness of the blood. The Stone River then burst its fistula, realizing that the Moon Moon was borrowing its power to break the rock that was blocking the blood.

“How dare an old man harass me? ”

He flew along the monotonous moon without further thought.

“Wait……. ”

Later, Danhyun shouted, but the Stone River had already disappeared into the blood.

The dandruff shook his head.

I felt reluctant to have black blood that didn't lift a single dot of light. But I couldn't go in any longer.

In the end, the monotony also blew its body towards the blood.

After a long time they disappeared, someone appeared.

It was a man in a black bloody robe who tore his black hair.

Damho looked around for a while.

There were traces of fighting everywhere. Someone must have fought here before he arrived.

In the eyes of Damho, a black frostbite opens the mouth of Sheep, the entrance to Hell. Damho moved his steps towards the East Blood without hesitation.

As soon as I entered the frozen blood, I felt a cold chill. The frostbite felt like it had been sealed for a very long time.

Bugger! Bugger!

The sound of Damho's foot strikes the wall of the cave and amplifies several times louder. The echo did not sink, but spread far away.

It was like the whole bloodstream was like a giant ringing plate.

However, Damho quietly moved his steps.

No rush, slow down.

It was an invisible darkness, but the wall's eyes were looking through the darkness.

The frostblood walls were engraved with insignificant patterns and paintings. Damho pauses and looks at the painting engraved on the wall.

How old the patterns and paintings were were so faint. As soon as Damho touched his hand, the wall broke down.

Damho took off his hand and looked at the painting. The paintings were blurred and hopefully not even recognizable in shape, but among them there was one that still remained vivid in color.

A snake with two heads. The trunk had a large pair of wings.

It was a binocular drowning ( ) that did not exist in reality.

The heads of the binocular drownings were looking in different directions, with the poisonous eyes being fistula.

Fist-yellow eyes were so vivid that they made me feel like my twin drownings were alive.

Damho looked at the twin drownings for a long time.

“Two heads……. ”

I didn't know what the meaning was in it at the moment. But the truth was like a fang in an Australian pocket, so it was hard to reveal one day.

It was time for Damho to look at the painting like that.

Quong!

Suddenly, I wonder if I can feel a strong chime inside the cave, and an intense breeze comes. Thanks to it, the hair of the dam and the bloody doctor were pearly.

Bang! Bang!

Subsequently, a violent thunder sounded through the walls of the cave. The entire cave trembled like an earthquake. The stone debris fell from the ceiling, and the dead water splashed on the floor, soaking the panties of the wall.

Damho takes a step towards the inside of the cave.

He was never in a hurry.

After relaxing the muscles of the whole body, I moved one step towards the origin of the noise and another.

How long have they been like that?

I saw a faint light at the end of the cramped frostbite.

Quarr!

There was a rough air flow with a great courtesy. It was time for Damho to walk there.

Pa!

Suddenly, a black spirit pops out of it.

It was a human with a sword with blood on it. The black seal, who is turning over the mask on his head, gasps and takes a breath, wondering how surprised he is by the appearance of the Wall. However, it also swung its sword fiercely towards the wall for a moment.

Wieing!

I filled a narrow frostbite with the wind.

The dam-ho grabs his fist and jumps toward the wind of the sword.

Bang!

The sword breeze that was blowing so fiercely in one room was as swollen as a lie.

An ordinary unattended man breaks and touches a chamberlain's shabby spine. However, the Black Spirit who raided the Wall was not an ordinary unarmed man.

“That's nice.”

The sword in the masked man's hand changed with the sound of a heavy bass.

Shh! Shh!

His sword flies like a viper, aiming for the blood of a wall.

Often unmanned at an early age, it was designed to operate techniques such as bayonets or bayonets without even knowing how to maximize the power of the sword. But the masked man was different.

He saves as much as he can without pulling up the sword.

In the darkness, the eyes of the wall glow.

So far, it has dealt with so many unarmed people. Among them were many who were supposed to be absolute masters, and many who worked with swords.

The Masquerader's swordsmanship has not been overtaken by any of the swords he has ever faced. No. Rather, I thought it was number one.

The herbivores used by the masked man were a tribute method.

Ordinary movements, stabbing and slashing, which everyone knows. However, the masked man was exquisitely mixing the three movements and stabbing the breach in the wall.

Shh!

In the darkness, a sharp ripple resounded.

The sword's weight was not unusual. Every time a masked man wields his sword, the air splits and screams.

The masked man was in perfect control of the blood. But the opponent was bad. The one he was dealing with was Damho, not anyone else.

He made a replenishment.

His body was shattered at a frightening rate like a buggy.

It was in a cramped frostbite. There was no place to avoid it. Only the clash of forces and forces awaits.

Bang!

“Ugh!”

Along with the collision, the masked man shed a frustrating voice.

A blood trail shone through the masked man's mouth.

At that moment, a dazzling light came to his eyes.

‘I can't believe I ran into a horse here. ’

If you hold all the unmanned people in the world and ask them who they don't want to meet the most, they will all say, "Hundred and a half."

It was the same with masks.

‘Not yet. ’

It was an opponent I would meet one day, but I still wanted to slow down as much as possible. It was the honest feeling of the masked man.

As a result of a direct hit, the bohemian was strong. It was not an opponent who could defeat ordinary herbs no matter how soluble they were.

A trembling sense of intimidation and beastly eyes were pressuring him.

After all, the masked man had to make a decision.

“Chaaaaah!”

His sword made a difference with a great coalescence.

Flowers began to bloom in the darkness.

A white blossom announces the beginning of a glorious spring.

At this moment, the eyes of the insensitive wall waved for the first time.

“Plum? ”

The flowers blossomed by the masked man were clearly plums.

There are numerous swordsmanships in the world, many of which also emit flower-shaped swordsmanships. However, there is only one munfa in the world that has a swordsman that emits Plums.

Volcanic waves.

No other Moonwave can bloom Plums.

Damho recognizes the identity of the blacksmith at a glance.

“Twenty-four Plum Sword? ”

Ultimate swordsmanship that can only be cooked by a volcano's Plum Checker.

Fuchem!

The passage of the volcano unfolded in the hands of those who were not disciples of the volcano, where it was not the volcano.