Volcanic Sphere

Chapter 312 4. The Blood Wind blows from the Fortune (3)

“Huff!”

A rough breath gushed out from the mouth of the dandruff. Her face was dull, and thick drops of sweat were pouring down her body.

Her legs fluttered, her heart trembled like crazy, but she never stopped. No, I couldn't stop.

Damho was tracking her. Even though she didn't see him, she could tell.

I was being told by the beast's whirlwind. In her disgusting breath, only the ruthless beast who eats the living creature seemed to vomit in no time.

If you stop, you die.

As soon as he's resting, he'll narrow the distance and bite his back.

Just remembering his face gave him a creep along his back.

‘Beast! He was only born to kill and eat. Where did he.... ’

The more I think about it, the more I hit Ginger.

He who gave her such fear did not exist so early. His spinal cord was a source of respect for her, not fear.

‘It's different! He's different. He's definitely not a normal human being. ’

I had no idea that I would think of myself growing up in the pagan land of struggle. The fear felt by the dam-ho was so great.

The dandruff ran and ran again. I dragged up my entire manoeuvre and put it to work.

Her body ran out as fast as the wind, but she thought the dandruff was still lacking.

I didn't even know how much time had passed. It seemed like it was only a dead end, and it seemed like it was just a few moments ago. She had no other way of thinking that much.

How long has it been like that? The monotonous face suddenly began to glow. Because the destination I was so desperate to come to was right in front of me.

It was a picturesque little town with countless fields stretching step-by-step along the foothills of the deserted mountains.

There was someone she was looking for.

He was an old man who was caring for paddy fields with his trousers up to his knees. He seemed distracted by pulling weeds out of the paddy fields.

“Noya!”

I summoned him with all my might. Then the old man raises his head and looks at her. It was as if the old man with the spoiled flavor was fresh.

Danhyeong came to one of the thirteen tribes, the master of the whole world, and came to the hidden old lake behind the hectic work of the world.

“Woon-hyang.”

I was a little surprised to see that Kyeong-woo was in a mess like a crazy bitch, and then I hardened my face. Because I sensed an unusual atmosphere in her appearance.

He walked out of the paddy field with a stiff expression.

“Noya!”

“What else is going on? What happened? ”

“Huff! Huff! Everybody, everybody's dead. ”

He breathed heavenly breath as if Danhyun had fallen into Lord Cheonan's arms.

“Dead? Who? ”

“The Stone Robbers...... and the Faction Gate...... all my men are dead. ”

The eyes of Lord Cheonan trembled.

“The Stone River? The Northern Iron King is dead? ”

“Yes!”

“Who killed him? ”

Young master of the Stone River of Wallstones. Though he could not be compared to himself, he was an absolute mastermind to come to the world. I wasn't the one to die so easily.

“Vol.…… E. ”

“A volcano? That volcano horse? ”

“Hush! Yes! ”

He replied with a hard breath.

Gyeonggi-do's face was hardened like a statue.

“Volcano…… Volcano. ”

How could you not know that star?

No matter how far out of the river, the wind flows in. And the legend of the young horseman was provocative enough to knock his old heart out again. Most of all, what surprised him was that Bokma was a disciple of the present truth.

A real man who became a medic with a drink. Even now, if I close my eyes, I can see his fresh appearance.

Lord Cheonbae sighed.

“Phew! You're carrying it. ”

No matter how tightly connected the world is, I didn't know it was tough and sexy.

Kuwu!

At that moment, the wind blew.

Lord Cheonbae felt a vast slaughter in the wind.

His gaze was toward the direction in which the monotony ran. From there the wind was blowing.

Dagdaek!

The faint sound of horseshoes was mixed with the wind.

When I focused my energies on my eyes, I saw a man in black riding a black horse from a distance.

Even though the distance is clear, the dark blood is hooked and pushed into the nose. He frowned at the glance of the celestial gland, intensely enough to get all sane.

‘The author is a disciple of the present? ’

Lord Cheonbae raises his head without even knowing himself.

The volcanic wave was the province of Chongju. Of course, unmanned people who had learned the volcanic waves' anarchy had to feel the peculiar energy of the road. A typical example was the current Jinjin.

In the current Jinn, I felt the energy that makes me feel good just by facing them. But only the energy of destruction and slaughter was felt from the man who came from afar.

“I don't know how such a disciple came out of this place. ”

Lord Cheonbae vomited a groaning voice.

Dagdawg!

The sound of the horseshoe grows and the feeder dam reaches his foothold.

Purr!

The black ears turned as hard as they could. The black ear is also feeling an unusual atmosphere from Gyeonggi-do.

The gaze of Damho is still directed at the monotony that is in the arms of Gyeonggi-do.

“Ugh!”

Just to get his eyes on him, Dandong struck Gingerously. In the appearance of such a short scent, Cheonbae closed his eyes for a moment.

The dandruff he knew was not someone he could easily frighten. If she had been such a weak woman, she would not have abandoned the position of Saint and called herself worn out.

The life of Damho was devouring her mind. And the reassurance of Lord Cheonbae was also shaking.

The gaze of the dam-ho turned towards Cheonagyeong.

“You?”

“My name is Gyeonggi-dong. ”

“Wonderful?”

As soon as I heard the name, the gaze of Damho changed sharply. His reaction sparkled with tears.

“You seem to know me. ”

“I know.”

“I see. ”

“I killed my friend's master. ”

“A friend?”

“Supernatural.”

“Are you referring to a white specialist? ”

“That's right!”

“Ah!”

Lord Cheonbae sighed without even knowing himself.

He thought fate was too harsh.

I don't even know if I'm a disciple of the righteous, who is my brother, but I have a connection with the supernova. There was no such thing as bad luck.

Damho descended from the black ear.

When I hit the black ear's ass, I ran away on my own. It was a black ear that jumped into the river and avoided danger even when there was a fight in the river. The black ear was avoiding the aftermath to a far place.

I felt a stronger blood flow as the dam-ho descended from the horse. It felt like I had a bloodthirsty beast in front of me.

Lord Cheonbae shook his head.

“I'm sorry about her. But I don't regret it. Why do you think that? ”

“Do I need to know why? ”

“Silver won must be solved in Kangho. I've only solved my silver won. There are no personal feelings for supernova. ”

“Lie!"

“What?”

“Every silver coin has its own personal feelings. It's just a plausible wrap. It's like you.”

“Umm!”

Lord Cheonho lost his words to the readings of Damho.

His face changed dozens of times at a time.

Confusion, anger, repentance, foolishness, and many other emotions came to mind and disappeared.

Damho looked at him without saying a word.

After a while, Lord Cheonbae sighed.

“Phew! You're right. I acted like a hypocrite. I acted like I belonged, but I couldn't escape my own personal grudge. I'm sorry.”

“You have nothing to be sorry about. ”

The gaze of Damho is still directed at the monotony that is in the arms of Gyeonggi-do. Then, Lord Cheonbae hid the scent behind his back.

“You must have a grudge against this kid. ”

“ ……. ”

Damho did not answer. But even his silence has been a great answer for Lord Cheonan.

“Yes! That's why you've been chasing me. Hahaha!”

“ ……. ”

“I'm going to ask you. I want you to listen. ”

“ ……. ”

“Go back from here. ”

At this moment, the brow of the wall twitched. Then Kyungbao smiled with a mix of self-help.

“I know it's hard to accept. But I'm doing it for you. I'll forget all the silver won when I get back from here. ”

“Forget?”

“Yes! I'll forget about killing the Stone Rivers, putting this kid in the palace, and many other grudges. ”

“ ……. ”

“I'm thinking about your master. I'm your brother and sister. ”

“So?”

“I'm thinking about organizing with the local community. ”

“If you die, will Master grieve? ”

“ ……. ”

In the cold words of Damhoe, Lord Cheonbae loses his word. Because there were so many meanings in those few short words.

Only then did Lord Cheonbae realize that he was wrong about Damho.

How many words do I have to tell you to back off? Impossible.

Perhaps no one will be able to retreat him until his master comes himself.

“You want to see blood after all? ”

“It's the war that started there first. ”

“You don't know how high the sky is. I admit you're strong, but that doesn't mean you're the strongest. If you're too strong, you can beat it, and sometimes it's much wiser to take a step back. ”

Lord Cheonbae knew. You know that no matter what you say, Damho won't listen.

One who looks at the beast's eyes like a damsel never turns or overturns his mind once he decides.

The kind that only runs in front of you.

Even if there was only a cliff at the end of the road, he ran at full speed and chose to crash.

‘That's the worst opponent. ’

An opponent like Damho, a fearful nightmare in a dream, was the one who learned nothing.

I picked up the scythe that Gyeonggi-do had placed on the floor nearby.

It was an old sickle that didn't even stand properly. But as soon as I heard it in the hands of the Lord of Heaven, the sickle of the world began to shed some insignificant notions.

Lord Cheonbae said to Mongoon with a sickle.

“Stay away. ”

“Noya!”

“It won't be an easy fight. ”

My eyes were shaken by the smell of dandruff.

Because I didn't know this would come out of Lord Cheonan's mouth.

The monotony quickly moved away from Gyeonggi-dong. Damho did not move while looking at him.

It is because a tremendous force began to flow that overwhelmed the mountain springs from the whole body of the Milky Way.

He has fought so many opponents. There were a number of absolute masterminds who tasted the world. However, none of them had the same overwhelming momentum as the Cheongyeong.

The energy of the giant who chose to hide the inflammation in the world was enough to make the skin of the wall creep up.

This was the first time.

Damho was a man of fear to others, not a man of fear.

It seemed like a huge wall was standing in front of my eyes.

There's a huge wall that won't even be strict enough to cross.

But Damho laughed.

Bright and creepy.