Volcanic Sphere

There was a light of tension on the faces of the Faction Gatekeepers.

When I found the Kwon Horse, I was ordered to kill her for a reason.

The checkpoint orders issued across the Sacred Castle were also unconstitutional to track the whereabouts of the Dalai Lama.

The oldest middle-aged of the faction's foreigners came forward and raised their voices.

“Answer me, is the horse right? ”

“If so?”

“It's him.”

A middle-aged man, the saccharification boot suddenly pulls the firecracker from his arms and shoots it in the air.

Fugue!

Despite daylight, a splendid flame burst into the air.

At that moment, the wall moved.

Bang!

“Keek!”

The saccharity painting that shoots the firecracker flies into blood bread.

The unarmed of the Faction Gate, who were besieging the Damhoe, looked embarrassed for a moment. I opened a network to catch the dam-ho, but I didn't know the dam-ho would attack without this kind of conversation.

The saccharification was unfathomable. But it also stretched his body within a moment. It's brilliant.

In the immediate aftermath of the incident, the unarmed of the faction did not know what to do for a moment. At that moment, the wall moved.

Quabang!

The two unarmed men of the faction, who were standing at the forefront with the noise, bounced off.

“Argh!”

“Sa, save me! ”

A light of horror flashed on the faces of the unarmed who had grasped the situation late. No wonder Damho didn't expect him to use his hands so mercilessly without any dialogue.

Because it was common sense for any opponent to fold and go once the door was open. Even the Qing and Amiphamages belonging to the Old Moon Society did so. So they thought the wall would do the same. But Damho's reaction surpassed their common sense.

Bang!

“Khh!”

With the sound of his brain, another unmanned man flew like a fish.

“What do you mean by this? ”

“Not even a human being. No negotiations? ”

The guards of the Faction later swung their swords at the memorial toward the wall. But the memorization they blew was swept away by a rough air stream before it even touched the wall, and it broke in the middle of the black and bounced off all sides.

“Argh!”

“Argh!”

Screaming and death were all right in an instant.

Those who were waiting for the checkpoint watched all those sights with a frightened expression.

Most of them were ordinary people. They had never imagined that they would see such a sight in their lives.

The wall in their eyes was a dead man, not a human being.

People trembled in horror at his death.

“ ……. ”

I came to a static that seemed to suffocate immediately.

There was no sound in the intestines anymore.

All of the Faction Gatekeepers are dead, and ordinary people close their eyes with their mouths shut.

They were afraid.

I'm afraid the snowflakes of the Wall are facing themselves. I'm afraid I'm going to use my hands on them. But Damho didn't even give eyes to ordinary people.

His enemies were those who behaved with hostility towards him, not ordinary people.

Damho climbed into the black ear without saying a word. Then I left the checkpoint.

“Hick!”

Someone hiccupped.

He was now a merchant in his late thirties. He desperately tried to stop his mouth and endure hiccups, but it was of no use.

“Hmph! Hmph! ”

The hiccups continued to burst.

I was scared.

I was so scared I couldn't stand it.

When I opened my eyes, the demon seemed to stand before me and stare at me. It was clear that if he were to receive that scary glance in front of him, he would probably not stand the fear and go mad.

The heart shook like crazy just as soon as it popped out. However, no matter how long I waited, I could not feel the foundation of the wall.

Then the merchant opened his eyes with courage.

The sight that he saw with his eyes opened was truly disastrous. Those who had been so desperate until just now were rolling around in the Blood Sea without leaving anything behind. But I didn't see the mural anywhere. One day, Damho left.

“Sal…… I did. ”

The powerless merchant ceases to sit in place. The one who sat on the floor was not enough silk.

All those who trembled in terror were relieved of their power and sat in place.

“We lived. We lived. Khhhhhh!”

“Uh-huh!”

The sound of people's cries resounded over the coffin where death was piled up.

Legend of the Kwon Horse.

Sometime later, the people of the Sacred City began to call the Kwon Horse a legend.

It was because of the horseback riding.

Throughout the Sacred Castle, the extermination of the Faction Gate was carried out.

Not only the Faction Gate, but all the Moon clans who sympathize with the Faction Gate were mobilized and spread the horizon.

Numerous moonshines, including Nam Myung-moon, Ha-young, and Green Sun-ryong (綠 綠 ), sympathized with the order of the party and blocked the palace.

There was an atmosphere of fear throughout the Sacred City. There was no one big enough to dare die on the sidewalk of the Party Gate while the Qing and Amipa were keeping silence.

All the people of the Sacred City died. And I watched the walk of the Wall.

If it were a normal unmanned maneuver, he would probably hide without even showing himself in the open situation of the Party Gate.

It was orthodox that an individual could not win the majority, no matter how strong the UAV was, because it was impossible to fight the underworld.

Moreover, this place is a fortress. It was already a place where the faction took complete control of everything. Due to the closed topography of the high mountain range, the sky net was tighter and there was no way out of it.

People anticipated that the dam-ho would escape the sky net while avoiding the body. But their expectations were missed.

Damho did not hide or avoid. He travelled eastward with his black ears, and eastward again.

He could not stand out from the sight of a torn, slutty black man riding on a black horse like a black horse.

The first place to stop him was in the green room.

The Ark of the Green Room was the Dangwoocheon. He was a member of the faction's defensive bloodline and set up the Green Room a very long time ago. Under the full support of the faction, the Green Room grew scarcely, and now it has a negligible mass.

Because of this, the pride of Dongwoocheon was at its peak. I thought I could beat any doorman except the Faction Gate. At least within the Sacred City.

But his pride was shattered and shattered like a piece of glass at this moment.

“Turn it off!”

The cries of the wounded beast were flowing out of the mouth of Daewoo Cheon. Blood feet stood in his eyes and red blood was pouring from his mouth as hard as his teeth were broken.

He was so proud that the greenery was bleeding everywhere. There were many people everywhere who were suffocated by the look of terror and whose limbs were so bizarre that even if they were still breathing, they would be able to live a normal life later.

Until just now, their faces were lively. There was also an expectation of participation in the party's events.

Even though the opponent said it was a vortex, he was confident that the power of the Green Chamber would be able to inflict a great deal of damage. But those expectations were shattered at the moment of their confrontation.

Damho was..... a demon.

The conversation didn't work out for him.

As he watches the green room blocking the gazebo, he runs without any conversation. And hell was unfolded before their eyes.

It was someone's body that remained silent after the ’bang!' sound of the brain rang.

For him, neither the passers-by he boasted about, nor the memorials he secretly handed over from the gate.

The moment a fierce stream of air swept through the walls of the dam, the memorials that the party was boasting lost their strength, and more than a dozen green-room unarmed flew away screaming desperately.

It was like seeing a tiger in the middle of a flock.

Until then, the greenhouse foreigners certainly realized their position. So far, those who thought of themselves as tigers have realized that they were actually only mild sheep.

No, it would be the same if I put any of those unarmed men in front of the dam.

‘In front of the author, everyone has to be a sheep. How are you supposed to handle someone like that? ’

Even Daewoo Cheon attacked Damho right away, and he was stunned by a single attack.

The sternum collapses, and the turkey bleeds. Still, risking his life was due to the very special depth with which he was trained.

Namcheon Muwang-Simong.

It was the heart of a crucible that was cooked by chance.

Breathing was not lost thanks to a deep hole with excellent efficacy in protecting the heart rate, but it was impossible to move in pain as if the whole body were dismantled.

“Argh! How? ”

He barely raises his head and looks at the wall.

I was standing in the middle of a landscape reminiscent of hell.

From the beginning until now, he had not said a word. It made the appearance of the wall even more terrifying.

Then he realized.

‘The author is different. It's definitely in human form, but it's not human. We're not the ones who dare. ’

He resented the party door, which was his first home town. I could not resent the faction's household if they gave orders to stop the violence.

At that time the damho walked.

One step, one more step. Slightly bowing one foot.

Normally, he would have laughed a lot, but now his head is full of fear.

Argh!

Finally, the wall stood before him.

Dong Woocheon raises his head for a while and then quickly closes his eyes.

The moment he looked into the eyes of Damho, he saw his own death. My whole body trembled and my sphincter fell. There were smelly and damp filth flowing between the two legs, but he was not even aware of it. His fear of damnation paralysed even his reason.

He wished for this nightmare to pass as soon as possible. And I swore by heaven and earth. If you save your life, I won't go anywhere near Dam Ho again.

I don't know if Heavenly Wisdom listened to his prayer, but at that moment Damho walked towards the black ear. Then he left the scene of the slaughter in a black ear.

“Ugh!”

“Sa, did you buy it? ”

The voices of survivors confirming Damho's departure burst out everywhere.

My lifelong companions were dead and scattered all over the place, but at this moment they were rejoicing in saving their lives.

The green room was just the beginning.

The Moon Clans, who were spreading a blue net against the Damhoe, could not escape the catastrophe.

When this happened, the Cheonraji network mobilized by the Party became useless.

The Cherry Blossom was the best way for a large number of unarmed people to hunt a few. Many people with different ideals and ideas came together to instill the perception that we are one.

It was for the same reason that so many moonshines join forces every time a Murim achievement appeared. A great opportunity to strengthen ties with each other while hunting for Murim achievements and to measure their abilities. But it was also a story about an opponent who deserved to hunt.

Damho was an opponent whose notion of superiority did not work.

He was only a single person, but possessed an ironclad tale and a striking force that would not shrink even against the Milky Way.

I didn't know I could kill the wall one day if I maintained the blue grid like this. But if that were the case, so many doomsmen would have to be annihilated or hit close to annihilation.

Even though the doorframes saw the faction door, I wanted to make a specification. Fearful doormen began to retreat, staring at each other, and when this happened, it was the party that led the Cherry Blossom Network.

The atmosphere of the Party Gate, which had been raised for a long time while sealing the Qing and Amipa, sank as if it had turned the cold water upside down.

Damho was moving eastward and eastward even at that moment.

He neither hid nor avoided. So many could see his footsteps. All the unarmed and ordinary people who live in the Sacred City are watching the walk of the Wall.

Now the faction door is rather crowded into the palace.

If Damho goes out of the fortress like this, their honor will fall to the ground. On the contrary, if you directly fight the wall, you will be forced to take huge damage.

Damho was shaking the Party Gate's survival base by breaking through headquarters without hiding.

A man's striking gait was shaking the whole gate and the archangel.