Volcanic Sphere

The face of the Southern Palace, which looks at the Yeongcheon Cheon, recalls an unreliable color. Looking at the Southern Arch, Yeongcheon smiled.

“Why can't you believe it? ”

“Didn't you die during the Great War? Everyone knows that.... ”

“There was an unfortunate situation. ”

“What's that supposed to mean? ”

“I'd like to talk about that for a drink. Aren't you the culmination of the current and future? ”

Yeongcheon looked at the Southern Archer with a blurred expression. The Southern Archer could not resist his words.

Hongcheon was a person at least a generation ago. Even though he was covered in apostles, his absence was at the top of Kang Ho at the time. If he died, would he even call himself King of Heaven?

The absolute mastermind of the battlefield is that there is no enemy with just one sack. Now, decades later, I could not easily imagine what his absence would be.

The Southern Arch is pierced and I look at the Horn of Horns. While conscious of his gaze, Ryeongcheon did not change a relaxed expression.

‘What is this? ’

This time, the Southern Archer looked at the blind man, Namcheon Mountain.

The Namcheon Mountains he knew were strong but not very extensive. The new window he had as a doorknob was also not a very powerful doorknob compared to the Great Moon. That was the reason why the Namcheon Mountains were predicated on blindness.

Namcheon Mountain was not as strong as Shinchang, but lacked political power or a variety of connections. Because of this, I was forced to be isolated within the Mourimblin. That was what Southern Archery and others wanted.

We need a hunting dog to protect the Mourim Blind, the Brain Department, and the main moonshine, not a beast to threaten.

At this moment, the Southern Archery was feeling creepy.

Namcheon was smiling. In the appearance of Namcheon Mountain, he felt an unknown threat.

‘How did the blind man attract the king of heaven? ’

The Old Moon faction and the Orthodox generation did not know that King Yeongcheon of Cheonan was alive. However, Mount Namcheongcheon, which was not like the rest of the world, found the Red Crescent and dragged it in.

"How?"

It was a question of filling his head right now. But he was a militant of the Mourimblin.

There were so many questions in my head, many doubts, but my face was smiling.

It was his theory that in no case should he lose his smile and his leisure time. So I laughed.

Yeong Kyung Cheon nodded his head as he looked at such a southern spear.

‘It's a good thing you said it was the sack of the Mourim Blind. ’

Before they left the table between their seats, Shivi came with his drink and his mistress.

“Take it first. ”

“Thank you.”

The Southern Arctic receives the liquor from the Yeongcheon Cheon. Yeongcheon Ryeong-cheon then filled his cup with the drink of Namcheon, the blind man.

“Don't drink.”

Yeongcheon first took the glass to his mouth.

Namcheon Mountain and the Southern Arctic drank along with him.

Drinks spun a few times. In an instant, their faces darkened.

The first thing I opened my mouth was a red cloth.

“It feels good to drink with a junior like this. I wish I knew this would happen a little earlier. ”

“How have you been? ”

“There was a lot going on. ”

“How could you have been so quiet while you were still alive? ”

“I told you, there was a lot going on. It's gonna take a lot of time to talk about all that. ”

“This is a blind spot. And I'm a Muslim soldier. If you just take your mind off it, you can spend a lot of time. ”

“Is that so?”

I looked at the Southern Archer with a new look on my face.

It is because I felt quite fresh in the face of the Southern Archery, which is not shrunken at all by seeing myself as a person of the battlefield.

Yeongcheon poured the glass back into his mouth. I have a sore throat because it's a very bad drink.

“As you all know, when World War I hit the last mile, we ambushed the Horse Legion. The Demonic Musketeers were the only ones who had been robbed of death traps and numerous pagans. So we had to go beyond the oblique line. I don't know how many people have died. The Apostle led us, and we followed the Apostle deep into the Rifle. Many people have been hurt, fallen, or lost their lives. I was also left in front of the last gateway with an immovable wound. ”

A shadow has fallen on the face of Yeongcheon.

With the bishop in sight, he fell by his own decision. Because he decided that it would only be a burden to help him in his condition.

“Instead, I blocked the gateway and prevented the reinforcements from coming in. Fight, fight, fight. I forget myself, I forget the situation around me. At some point, I woke up and found myself in the middle of a bunch of bodies. I didn't even have time to figure out what happened. I really wanted to live. I crawled like a bug and got out of there. ”

I didn't remember how I got out of the Rifle. When I woke up, it was a long way from the Rifle.

The Southern Archer asked.

“Then why didn't you come back to justice at the time? ”

“The wound was too severe. I couldn't even move. So I went to a quiet place and made a fortune. It took me five years to be able to move by my will. ”

“Umm!”

“I was desperate to return to justice, even if I could heal my wounds. But when the wound healed, all desires were gone. I was wondering what I should do now that the demon has been destroyed. That's why I'd rather stay calm. ”

“For decades? ”

“Yes. Why can't you believe it? ”

“Honestly, yes. ”

“You'll know when you get to my land. Everything I've valued so far has vanished one day, and the boundaries of my lust have vanished. I also lost all my motivation when I thought my role was over in Gandhi. ”

“It's hard to understand for me. ”

“I'm sure you will. But what I'm saying is true. ”

“Very well, I'll understand and move on. Then why did you come back to Kang Ho? ”

“It's also because of the sorority. ”

“Demonic?”

“I've abandoned all my desires, but I still can't forgive witchcraft. That's why I'm back in the world. So I contacted the swordsman privately, and I swore that I would give everything I could to help him. ”

“You made a difficult decision. ”

The Southern Archer takes the glass in his mouth.

He was smiling, but his mind was getting complicated.

Yeongcheon said he would help the blind, not the lame. It was like declaring that he would take the blind side rather than the whole blind side.

Joining the Yeongcheon Dynasty is welcome from the point of view of the whole Mourimblin, but I was forced to be dismayed by the Southern Archery and the Mourimblin Cerebrae. So the Southern Arch had to be checked again.

“So you're going to help us fight the Horse Blind in the future? ”

“A blind man is prepared to follow anything. It's for the blind. ”

The eyes of the Southern Archer trembled. But his surprise wasn't over yet.

Yeongcheon followed the glass and said,

“There are a few more like me. Friends who survived the last war. Tell them they want to help the blind to defeat the pagans. ”

“Enemies..... are there others like you? ”

“I see.”

“Umm!”

The southern archer's lips were squeezed and an invasion gushed out. Looking at the southern sky, Namcheon smiled.

“The senior masters of the battlefield are helping us. This is a big boom for Murim. Isn't that right? Military. ”

“That's... that's it. ”

The voice of Mount Namcheon was full of power, and the voice of the Southern Archer was frequent.

The two voices made a strange contrast.

* * *

The boat stops at the foot of the river.

The damsel and black ears descend from the ship. The boat that disembarked them was flowing back into the river.

Damho stares at the ship, blinded by an indifferent eye. The sword cloth stood on the deck of the ship and looked at him.

The two looked at each other without saying a word.

It was only after the ship finally disappeared away that the wall mounted on its black ears.

“Let's go.”

After a long time, the black ear stepped on the land and walked gently to see if it felt good. Damho closed his eyes, leaving his body in black ears.

It was not known at this time whether it was a good thing to decide to cooperate with the sword cloth. However, Damho believed in his own eyes.

The sword cloth he saw was not the one to break his hoof. Once you say something, you must be a keeper. It was the same class as yourself.

The sword cloth has the role of a sword cloth, and there was only one thing you could do.

There was still a fortress.

For now, I had to get out of the Sacred City.

I could have escaped the Sacred City with the Sword Cloth, but I broke up because my role was different.

Damho drove a black ear along the duct. Once the direction was given, the black ears went on their own, so Damho was passionate about the air and meditation.

The fight with Lord Cheonan hurt him, but on the other hand, it was true that he gave him another clue of enlightenment.

He retreated countless battles with Lord Cheonan on the back of a black ear.

It was repeated that Lord Cheonbae was conducting a full inspection and jumped into enemy space against him.

Beginning with the replenishment, there are cuttings such as shallots, danyang, and earthquakes. However, no herbivores hurt the microscope.

Gyeonggi-do's movements were very beautiful.

Even though he had been rough for a long time, his movements were very encouraging and he was clearly aiming for his breath. By comparison, the vegetation of the dam was very rough.

It was because of his animal tendencies.

Once he bites his breath, his persistence and willingness to kill are combined until he is cut off.

Hexahematopoiesis, the final chapter of the monogamy, was a prime example.

If there are twenty-four strikes, it has already been proven through the microscope that no absolutist can withstand them. But I thought that was not enough.

I rubbed my lips and a rough voice flowed out.

“One line. ”

A line from life to death.

The line of death that begins with replenishment and ends with hematopoiesis. Damho wanted that line.

Damho imagined.

Create a line of death for yourself.

He was completely intact in his imagination.

Purr!

At that time, the black ear twitched and the wall woke up and returned to reality.

The first thing I saw after Damho opened his eyes was a crowd blocking the sewerage. The unaccompanied men who were dressed in rust were checking the passers-by, setting up checkpoints in the sewers.

A lot of people were looking anxious in a long line.

“There, stand straight in line. ”

“Where are we going? ”

The green-dressed unaccompanied confirmed the identity and destination of the people who were about to pass through the temple.

It was a conduit through which anyone could pass. Those who behaved unreasonably, occupying such a view, could not say anything.

People knew. We know that those who are blocking the coronation are unmanned, belonging to the most fearsome group in the Sacred City.

Those who were greeted were those who came out of the Faction Gate, the family with the most absolute power in the Sacred City, alongside the Chongqiang and Amifa.

For some time now, the entire Fortune was being held in a frightening atmosphere by the unarmed.

The Party blocked the Sacred City and restricted the movement of people. Because of this, people's dissatisfaction was growing every day, but the blueprints and Amipha, who had to suppress the door, kept silence.

For ordinary people who did not know the details of the situation, it was foolish. But I couldn't dare to listen to the party door that was dominating the four thousand.

All they had to do was stretch a long line and pass through the checkpoint.

Damho drives a black ear towards the checkpoint. Then the unarmed of the faction who were guarding the checkpoint showed great vigilance.

“What the hell? ”

“Stop right there! ”

They point their weapons at the dam.

“You're a suspicious man. Get off the horse and reveal yourself. ”

Damho looked at them speechlessly. Then they raised their voices even more.

“Can't you just get off the horse? ”

“ ……. ”

The dam-ho descends from the back of the black ear.

Immediately, the Faction Gatekeepers winked. Because I saw the dam-ho coming down from the horse.

“Bohemian?”