Volcanic Sphere

I looked around with my good eye sunk.

The battalion was totally devastated. At least the ruins that were barely holding the shape were completely turned upside down, and there were traces of destruction everywhere.

Traces of the sword cloth and the ten soldiers fighting left great scars on the earth and ruins. The landscape of the First World War has changed completely to the point of seeing that a human battle has taken place.

The earthquake was revealing a boat, and the huge rocks that were visible everywhere were disappearing without leaving a trace.

There were clear traces of their clashes all over the earth. The sword cloth was strong against five of the Ten Soldiers.

Damho walked along the trail. Traces of waves have become more violent.

Damho finds out from the remaining traces on the floor that two more people have joined their fight.

One was light enough to leave little trace, and the other left a dizzy footprint. It was also evidence that the anarchy that unfolded was so complex.

Damho knew those who possessed these characteristics.

‘Penis, New Moon. ’

Since the penis was a woman, the body was light, and the New Moon was forced to move complicated enough to use the five swords as weapons.

It was clear that they had joined the battle of Sword Cloth and Ten Soldiers. Since they joined, the trail has become more intense.

Attack, defend, cooperate, disperse, and they sprint. Damho continued to walk along the trail of sprint.

Traces of destruction that seemed to be unfinished were completely cut off by the nearby large river. Damho looked around closely, but there was no sign of them anywhere.

After standing there looking at the river for a while, the dam-ho turned around. The trail is completely cut off. Tracking them for more than this was a crowd. I'd rather go back to this.

The sword cloth he knew was not easy for others. If he was alive, he would find himself by any means possible. So Damho decided to leave.

Damho walked along the river. How long did he walk?

Purr!

Suddenly I heard the horse turtle from the front. I raised my head and saw a black horse that did not mix a feather. Black Ear came to him.

I came as if black ears were glad to see you. Damho knocks on the neck of the black ear several times, then climbs up.

When I hit the black ear, I was tired. Damho enters the air with a black ear.

A mist blooms around his body as he runs a dark heart.

A heavy energy rose from the shear and stirred the whole body. The energy created by the dark air was like a willful creature. The wound was healed by breaking and piercing the blockage.

The dark spirit created by the combination of the medieval spirit of the volcanic wave and the deep spirit of paganism is now moving on to a new level.

It is a constantly growing sense of insensitivity that the stakes and the outsides intertwine and intertwine.

To this extent, it was pointless to build more inner air. Ogi sympathizes with the bet and can be used to drag it at any time.

That's what Dam Ho said now. He was using it to retrieve his organs and recover his body.

Just one turn with the Great Juju Cheon made the dam-ho's body feel much better. Even the pale face had a subtle return of blood.

Damho opened his eyes. Otherwise, his eyes sank deeper.

I looked around with my eyes open.

While he was in the air, the black ear came down to the bottom of the snow. However, the day was already dark and it seemed difficult to move any further.

After all, Damho was homeless, looking for a suitable place to work.

He picked up a tree, set fire to it, and leaned his back on the rock.

A fierce red flame cast a dark shadow on his face.

It was a hard journey.

I left the volcano and fought countless times while I got here. I saw blood. Still, I didn't think it was hard.

Hardship made him strong.

He became stronger as he bled, and more readable.

Numerous scars on the back of his hand were proving it.

Before the shrouded plaque fell, a new scar was formed, and the plaque and stiffened flesh were hardened and turned into iron armor. His hand lamp resembled the sole of an animal's foot rather than a human hand.

The life of Damhoe was in his hands. His life became a struggle.

I don't know how many more scars will be carved on this wound in the future. The wounds that were piled up and piled up were so heavy that I might one day kneel.

Damho grabbed his fist tight.

‘But I don't regret it. ’

His struggle is not over yet.

It was not his will to lose parents and enter the volcano. Somehow, being abandoned and walking through the bloodstream was not the life he wanted.

The inflection point of life came unannounced, and led him down this path.

It was not his intention to walk this difficult path, but I had no intention of regretting it or blaming others.

One day he may be beaten, but he will continue to walk this thorn field.

Because that was his life.

* * *

“Brother!”

Progress murmured.

“Why not? ”

One Sook, who was by his side, asked with a suspicious expression.

It was because the progress of cooking for a long time suddenly stood still.

“Oh, no. ”

Progress shakes her head and becomes passionate about cooking again. I made a few dishes in an instant, moving the candy on fire.

It was about making food for hundreds of people. The kitchen was just like the battlefield. Dozens of auxiliary students were busy assisting with the advancement, and intense fires were rising in every furnace. Because of this, the inside of the kitchen was as hot as a steamer.

Everyone was sweating. But they all had smiles on their faces.

Even as an assistant, they were also disciples of the volcano. They watched both the rise and fall of the volcanic wave.

Even when the volcanoes were scared of blood, I knew there would be no hope. However, after the current Jinn returned, the Volcanoes were doing maintenance at a fast pace and recovering their old utilities.

Though the people of the world did not know that, those living in volcanoes were reducing that fact more than anyone else.

The wind of hope was blowing.

The volcano was recovering from the holy war at a rapid pace, but in some ways it was surpassing its predecessor. I saw all of it with my own eyes, and my faith in the volcanoes became stronger.

I've been pushed to the side now, but the volcanoes will return to the center of the pack. No, rather, I have a firm belief that I will enjoy a more high season. So they had a good day.

How about a little suffocation in the heat? The foods they make will be the nutrients of the dead.

Some of the students were looking at the way the dusty progress was cooked with their eyes open. Now they knew too. We know that the cooking of progress is not usually food.

Everyone who ate the food of progress experienced a gradual increase in endurance. It was hard to feel the effect at once, but after decades and hundreds of days, it builds up and builds up to a great extent.

I don't know how that is possible, but it is through cooking that the resistance of the volcano disciples has been greatly increased.

Now all the disciples of the volcano knew that. Because of this, even though he was young, he admired him and was treated as an important greeting within the volcano.

The same was true of the auxiliary students. They admired the progress of the war, but became bloody to find out the secret. However, the dishes of progress were not ordinary enough to find out that they were just being watched from the side.

First of all, I had to know how to harmonize the ingredients, and I had to be authentic in herbs. And I had to deal with fire as a free material, and most importantly, I had to learn how to master the Roman Soldier and plan for the harmony of energy.

All of them died without harmony. I couldn't cook a dish that promoted inner porosity like a wakeup.

Jingyeo did not intend to reveal his vision yet. There was still a lot to be studied, and many thought it was incomplete to think for themselves.

“Hu!”

Finally, after finishing cooking, the progress sighed. Then his whole body was soaked in sweat. No matter how dusty it was, it was not easy to make hundreds of people's food at once.

Wangjing said, looking at the auxiliaries.

“I'm going out and I'm going to take a break. ”

“We'll take care of the rest. ”

“Don't worry about it here. Rest. ”

The assistants replied vigorously. I admire the progress in my heart that much.

The wanderer greeted them and came out of the kitchen. A cool breeze blew and cooled his sweat.

“Wow!”

Smiles on the face of progress were small.

I was exhausted, but I still felt good.

Then I heard a familiar voice.

“Progress!”

“Uh, sister? ”

Progress made a nice face. because it was the negative of the closing ceremony. When I turned my head, I saw an apocalypse walking.

I was looking a little tired at the end of the year.

“Did you make all the Plums? ”

“No! I'm going to take a little break. ”

“Yes, sister, you haven't slept much lately. ”

“Why don't you take a little break? ”

“You're doing it now. Hehe!”

Progress made a unique smile. He smiled at her in the closing year.

She said without hesitation.

“Good.”

“Right?”

“Yes!”

“Hehe!”

It was two people who had been struggling together for years. Since we knew each other so well, we also easily understood the meaning contained in the words that were spoken lightly.

Jong-yeon has been obsessed with finishing the Plum Corps all day. The Progress also helped her make the Plum Corps, except for cooking time. The Oriental Soldier he cooked had the optimal efficacy of enhancing and harmonizing the potency of the Plum Corps.

“Progress.”

“Yes?”

“I'm going to go down the mountain for a while. ”

“Why?”

“You don't have enough herbs. I asked Uncle Jean, but I haven't heard from him yet, so I'm going to go see for myself. ”

Zhang Jong-yeon was the one who runs the biggest herb shop in Huanghyeong. Even after the volcano blockade, he was constantly fed herbs to Jong-yeon.

His son was also an impatient disciple of the volcano, so his loyalty to the volcano was very firm. So if you need herbs for the Volcano wave, you must have saved them by using any number.

Never had he heard such news for such a long time. So it was also true that I was worried.

“Then I'll come with you. ”

When I heard all the stories, the progress flashed.

“Why you? ”

“Hehe! I want some groceries too. ”

“Yes?”

“Come down with us. ”

“Then.”

The closing ceremony was very pleasant.

In fact, it was much better for the two of them to go down than to go down alone.

The two sought permission from the artisan, Ungyeong. Ungyeong, who was pondering for a moment, gave permission.

There was also a hard part to deal with. They were not disciples of the complete volcano. Because of their friendship with Damho, they stayed in the volcano and helped them. They could leave at any time if they changed their minds.

Of course, it wasn't people who would leave so easily, but I couldn't care less as a fortune teller. Above all, the herb that Jong-yeon was trying to obtain was absolutely necessary to make the Plum Necromancer. I had to give permission because of that.

After giving permission to the two men, Rungyeong summoned the chief of the Plum Inspection Department.

“What did you call him? The gatekeeper. ”

“Original name.”

“Speak.”

“Take a few Plum Checkers and keep your faith and progress secret. ”

It was only a matter of going down to the sound of the waves in front of the volcano. Nevertheless, the canal was never unraveling its boundaries.

“Got it.”

The plaintiff replied straight away without saying anything. Because I also know how important it is to be close to the end of the year and to progress. Still, I had to check again.

He asked.

“That's not going to happen, but how far would you allow if there were targets or beings that threatened them? ”

“Nothing takes precedence over their safety. ”

Ungyeong said as decisively as a knife, and understood the meaning of the name in it.

“Very well. I will sacrifice my life to protect them. ”

There was a scream in the voice of the plaintiff who answered.