Volcanic Sphere

“Huff!”

The Stone River choked and vomited blood.

Red blood dampened his chin and chest. His eyes were shaking as red as the blood on his chest.

It was like hitting a rock that had just been rolled from the mountain. My whole body was creased and my gut was shaking and I couldn't even breathe.

“Dare! Dare! ”

The Stone River burns fury by wiping the blood of the mouth with its sleeves.

He himself was the owner of one of the thirteen tribes of walleye. I couldn't accept the fact that I was so desperate for the unarmed.

But he was not given the opportunity to sit still and burn his anger. Because even at that moment the wall was drifting like a storm.

Shuwoo!

The storm sucks everything.

The same was true of Damho. A strange reception force from his body grabbed the foot of the Stone River. And the fist of the dam-ho flew.

An opponent who doesn't even have a Band-Aid. There was only one way to respond to that. It looks like you attacked him the same way.

The Stone River punched him in the face.

Bang!

Punch and fist hit.

It was a fist that was human but harder than iron. I heard an iron sound and my body twisted for a while.

The face of the Stone River was distorted. It hurts like my fist is broken. So I stepped back and danced.

Damho was different. He was also a human being. I felt the same pain. But he ignored the pain and rushed forward.

Black eyes twinkling between sporadic hair.

His eyes were not filled with consuming emotions such as madness or anger. His insensitive eyes, which did not contain any emotion, made the Stone River more frightening.

“You!”

It wasn't even midwinter, but I felt a cold breeze on my back. The hair all over my body is full of hair.

Bang!

At that moment, the spacing of the walls poured out.

How did the Stone River stop the spacing? But in return, his feet twisted. Then, the intercept of the wall poured out on him.

Bang!

“Argh!”

The body of the Stone River fluctuated significantly.

He somehow wanted to seize the chance to fight back. However, the attack on the wall continued without breathing.

Bang! Bang!

Shooting, misfire followed.

The face of the Stone River became more and more distorted. The more times I repeated, the more the pain grew exponentially.

Wieing!

A strange sound echoed.

At first I thought it was a simple tinnitus. But it wasn't tinnitus.

Whenever the waist of the wall rotates, the sound of a cog spinning is heard as his fist goes through the air.

Bang!

Damho's fist once again struck the forearm of the Stone River.

Woo Ji string!

At that moment, the Stone River heard its forearm break like a handkerchief.

That was the beginning.

Khh! Khh!

It became the fist of the dam-ho and drove away.

Every time his fist is struck, the body of the Stone River shrinks slightly.

There was a huge shock through the whole body, but it was useless to open the Venus Iron Wall, the defender of the wall rocks.

It was only then that the Stone River realized that a stormy anniversary that followed without breathing was not just a short-term transformation, but a thoroughly calculated feast.

under hematopoietic blood.

The final episode of the monogamy that blows twenty-four strings between a single breath.

Damho was in action for the first time under hematopoietic pressure.

Fifteen, sixteen, and...... seventeen.

Quaji-tung!

“Argh!”

The seventeenth fist pierced a large hole in the chest of the Stone River.

The Stone River kneels to the ground and looks at his chest and the face of the wall alternately with an untrustworthy face.

“Oh, my God! ”

His cheeks trembled, blood gushed out of his eyes, nose, ears, and mouth.

The Stone River could not believe the reality.

He himself was the owner of the walleye.

He was chosen, so he had to take a noble path to the top of the river. I couldn't believe that he had to face such a humble end. So I gathered the rest of my strength and shouted.

“What? What the hell are you talking about? ”

The voice of grudge and anger melts and roars through the blood of the underworld. But his voice already had no power.

“What the hell are you talking about? What the hell..... ”

That was the last words of the Stone River, the master of the wallpaper.

His head snapped, and he didn't move anymore.

“Ugh!”

A new voice came out of my mouth that seemed to be suffering from the smell of dandruff.

The look on her face was distrust itself.

Who's the Stone River?

He was the strongest of the young pagans. Among the chiefs of the Thirteen tribes, he was an absolute strong man. Such a strong man is not able to respond and is shattered by the damnation.

It was such a lie that I would never believe if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes.

The substantial force difference between the Damho and the Stone Rivers was not as great as I thought. If there is a difference between them, the wall is unmanned through numerous operations, whereas the Stone River is unmanned in the training room.

I knew Damho would use everything he had. It's like breathing, knowing how to spread all your naturally cooked seafood in the right place.

On the other hand, the masonry was framed. It was not necessary to make an anomalous combination for each herb to be strong.

The difference was between two people's lives and their lives. However, that difference could not be seen as a short-term trend that fell far short of them.

“Don't, demon. ”

She mutters like that without even knowing herself.

Then Damho turned his head and looked at her. The moment I encountered the snow, I fled without even looking back.

Stone Robbery was a monster that killed instantly. I couldn't have been beaten by myself. It was time to avoid it.

She vanished into the darkness in an instant.

Damho tried to track that trend. But the voice of the shorthand, which was heard the next moment, grabbed his ankle.

“Bokma.”

When Damhoe turned his head and looked at him, he had a hard hand.

“Come here, Lee. ”

Damho looked at the eager breeze in his young eyes. So I approached him.

It was hopeless to anyone. Even though he was already suffocated, it was not strange at all, and he was holding on to the strap of life.

The damho knelt on one knee and stared at him.

Now that the focus was gone, he was looking at the wall.

“Huff! Huff! Let's see if the sky has yet to give you the blessing..... so I can meet you. Do you know who I am? ”

“ ……. ”

Damho nods without saying a word. Then there was a faint smile on the mouth of the short-term wall.

“That's right! I'm an old man with the nickname Windmill Festival. Now listen to what I'm saying. It's very..... john thing. ”

“Tell me!”

“This was the last church in society. We only found and eradicated what kept the veins. ”

It was a long time ago…… a secret story that was not recorded in the history of the title.

Before being called apostles, they were friends and spent quite a lot of time together.

They stumbled upon the fact that the social network, which had disappeared a long time ago, was continuing. Until then, they were burning with the sense of mission that the justice of the law must be upheld. That's why I thought I should uproot society.

“That's why I came here. And killed the people who lived here. I killed a lot of them. Like a bloodthirsty demon..... ”

The voice of the Moon was full of repentance.

“They were…… most of them who thought we were unforgivable. They were descendants of the Angel Church, but they were no different from the villagers who forget their ancestral memories and live an ordinary life. They died in our hands and asked why. Why should I die? Why are you doing this? We replied because you are the descendants of the Angel Society. ”

In doing so, they committed the sins of their ancestors instead.

The Moon could not forget the eyes of those who were dying at that time. Their eyes have haunted him for decades, and I have never forgotten a single moment.

“I didn't know then. I thought it was such a big sin. ”

“ ……. ”

“We..... the Apostle is paying for that sin. One of us opened the golden scroll of the Angel Church that was kept here. ”

“Depository?”

“It's a brochure with an angel vision. We found it here, sealed it. ”

That's why Short Works came back here. They found here a golden scroll called the Relic of the Angel.

The Book of Tabernacles contained various enchantments and the Supreme Law, which they agreed to seal here.

Single Moon's gaze looked at the stone coffin on one side of the basement cavity. It was the place where the deposits were sealed. But the sarcophagus was wide open, and the inside was empty.

Someone broke the seal and took the deposit.

“And he finally broke the seal. ”

“Who is it?”

“Escalate.”

“Escalate?”

“Iron Blood…… Atheist Transfer……. Be careful with him……. ”

“He opened the seal? ”

“He……. ”

The short-term months blurred the end of the word.

My throat was split and I was suffocating, making it difficult for me to speak.

Shortly before the complete defeat of the Horse Legion a long time ago, Escalation counted the numbers on the back of the Priesthood.

It was a betrayal that no one expected. Because of this, the apostle was divided, and the complete extermination of the pagan was returned to the sack.

I wondered why he betrayed them and why he attacked them. Fortunately, he avoided the fatal injuries, but the Hocheon Mountain and the Dragon Talisman concealed themselves with heavy injuries.

Dandong Moon wanted to tell Damho all about it. But all those stories just hovered in the mouth and didn't flow out.

“Glug! Glug! ”

From the esophagus, the blood bubbles crossed and filled the mouth.

Cough!

The Mongol Wall grabbed Damho's hand with all its might.

It was so intense that I could not even think of myself as an old man just before death.

“... The one who attacked you..... was..... his..... he was..... angry. ”

Glug!

The hand of the short-world, which held the hand of Damho, slipped without force. I lost my breath.

The Moon looked at the wall with her eyes open even though she was dead. He was already out of breath, but his eyes were talking a lot.

Damho sits in his place like a statue and looks into his eyes and face for a long time.

It was a humble death that did not fit into the mission of the Apostle.

Death has come so equally to everyone. For those who live in harsh conditions, death was never another thing.

Damho closed his eyes and stood up.

The Moon tried to tell the truth with all her strength, but her voice was shattered and her placenta could not be understood. But I knew it was important.

“What is escalation? ”

Iron Blood Mutilation Transfer.

Among the apostles, there were those who were known to be the strongest.

Very little is known about his letters or his silence. What is certain is that his martyrdom is the strongest of the apostles.

My head hurts.

I knew that Escalation had something to do with Angelism, but it was all the more complicated.

One of the apostles who enjoyed an inexhaustible film did not know why he coveted the Book of Angels and revived it in modern times.

Damho stepped out of the bloodstream with his head out.

When I came out, the sun poured brightly. But Damho couldn't afford to savor the sun.

He operates the Oziammoscope with the palm of his hand at the mouth of the frostblood.

Pas!

During his spiral career, the cave entrance collapsed like a sand castle.

This was the last sanctuary of the Danube Wall, where I've been wandering the earth for all my life. Here he will face.

Damho took a step backwards with the blood completely collapsing.

His gaze was looking elsewhere.