Volcanic Sphere

Chapter 8. Not weak enough to live by swinging (2)

Chengwale Jin did not understand.

There were tens of thousands of soldiers gathered on the battlefield. Even the disciples of the Mujahideen, who were scattered all over the country, were in the mountains of Mujahideen.

Differences in power existed between individuals, but they were all anarchists. Now, the action of the Wall was to turn all those unmanned hostiles.

“Why?"

He couldn't understand.

With a little more flexibility, he could be a hero with their enthusiastic support.

Is it so hard to hold hands with yourself?

Just close your eyes once.

There's nothing to hurt your pride, nothing to lose.

It was good for each other, and nothing bad happened. But I can't believe I'm making this violent confrontation.

Even at that moment, the wall was walking straight towards itself.

Towards the tyrant of the underworld.

He never stopped his legs.

Chengwale Jin asked without even knowing.

“Why are you doing that? Why are you rejecting our offer? ”

“Because that's right. ”

Damho did not hesitate for a moment, but answered so.

He was not very voted out, but he was very angry right now.

After the Mourimblings had passed over to the pagan church, there was madness everywhere. It was only the people who were powerless to suffer from the cocoa. However, there has never been a willingness on the part of the monarchs to work out a solution to that extent.

At least the sight he saw while he was coming here from Augustine to North Castle was always the same.

That made him angry.

Damho knew.

I know that I myself am not a just man. And I had no intention of being a righteous man. However, I had no intention of seeing Kang Ho go on like this.

Kang Ho has been stagnant for so long.

Everything does not move like a pond that is not flowing.

Those who take control of the existing order are only in a hurry to keep what they have. They became fattened fish.

It was so big that it left no room for other fish to scrub in and out.

The old-fashioned and the old-fashioned are the fish. And Chengwale Jin was the head of the fat fish sitting in the cramped well.

The one who knows that the well he controls is the best.

I was sitting tight blocking the way to the outside and controlling everything. Because of that, the stronghold that must be free has lost its life and been stagnant.

So I couldn't fight.

Of course it is, and so is the angel.

Kang Ho had to be stronger.

I didn't need fat fish in the pond. So Damho decided.

It was decided to impose a siege on the pond where the fatty fish was the owner.

When the ruthless fish enter, the fish in the pond will budge to live.

I saw the head of the fatty fish, the swaying eyes of the Qingwool Jinn.

The disciples of the Mujahideen were, of course, never seen by the elders.

Damho took a step towards Cheongwal Jinn.

He was barely a mean fish.

He was a giant crocodile.

Kuwu!

As the dam moves, a huge dugout is created in the pond called Shaman Farah. The echo was shaking the mountain of Wudang for the second time.

The faces of the warriors became contemplative.

It was the same for the sorcerers of the ruling party.

They were facing enormous challenges and storms that had never happened before.

The storm and the murders driven by the dam were facing them.

“The Great Barracks! ”

The faces of the partisan disciples who were slaughtered in front of them were dull and white, and even the elders were shaking their beards and unable to move.

They didn't know that Damho would let his enemies out so openly. As such, it was clear that there was more thread than the score of colliding with the wall. So I couldn't move easily.

A more unprecedented speculator, Jill Windless, stepped forward.

“Stop right here. Darling! What better way to break your emotions than this? You can reconcile good with good. ”

Others had great courage to intervene. However, Damho's reply surpassed his expectations unambiguously.

“Out of the way!”

“W-what..... ”

“If you don't want to die. ”

“All of them, the Great Barrier? ”

Her voice trembled, and her complexion became white.

“I don't like people who don't care. If you don't want to die.”

“That doesn't make any sense…… Argh! ”

Bang!

At a moment's notice, she bounces back with a lonely scream. It bounces off like a boulder fired from a dialyzer and hits the wall of a discrete armpit and falls down.

After losing their minds, the soldiers were shocked by the breathlessness of their breathlessness. Several of the dogs were furious and jumped forward.

“Advice!”

“How dare you slaughter in Mt. ”

They couldn't stand the anger and swung their swords toward the wall. But the sound of the brain rang before wielding the half-sword.

Quabang!

The beasts, who were running in good shape, sprayed blood and flew backwards. There was no common scream this time.

They were imprisoned among the soldiers, and there was no immobility. Immediately.

“Innoom!”

“How dare you!”

Again, several unarmed men ran.

However, they were also beaten before wielding the sword, just like the first beasts.

No one stopped the steps of the Wall.

“Hit me and I'll die. All those who have nothing to do with the Mujahideen are lost. ”

The loud voice of the dam-ho resounded to the ground.

Despite those fanatical words, the soldiers lost their words.

It was not a matter of gossip.

Numerous warriors were overwhelmed by the ferocious force of Damho.

The soldiers saw each other.

Although they were gathered to defend the stronghold, not many of them had the courage to truly risk their lives. It was also extremely rare for those who had such a will to give up their lives in vain.

It was a dog's death to die fighting the Wall.

It's something no one knows.

That's a pointless death.

So they hesitated to step forward and saw each other.

When this happened, the most difficult thing was the shamans of the party.

Unlike the militants, the Mujahideen were like their homes.

I could not run away from home because of the fear of damho, and there was no guarantee that I could win without great damage even if I fought against him.

Grrrrrrrrrrr!

The ominous steps of the Wall were roughly shaking their spirits.

It was they who had learned the inner arts of Hyundai Hyeong-jong. Because of this, I was proud to be a studying mind that would not be easily swayed. But I found out how arrogant it was when I confronted the wall.

Absolute fear of a strong man, such as a damsel, cannot be known until it hits him directly. Even in the age of such a strong man, it was only by maintaining his peace that he learned the inner workmanship of the discipline properly.

Chengwall Jin, who couldn't stand the pressure, shouted.

“Kwon... don't! Are you sure you want to go all the way? Won't you regret it?”

“I don't regret it. Even if you die here..... ”

“ ……. ”

“I've had to fight in front of my eyes. What do you need to calculate there? ”

In the words of Dharma, who defines the party as an enemy, Qingwool Jin lost his word.

‘You're crazy, but you're really crazy. Let's live and die like this. ’

There was no greater catastrophe than this, since the madman had the power to embrace the world.

There was no such person, at least to the extent that Chungwool Jinn knew.

He who deviates from the rules of Qingwool Jinn.

He asked.

“Aren't you unmanned? ”

It was so simple a question.

Quabang!

At that moment, a thunderbolt struck Jinn's head. His eyelids caused Farr's cough.

Chengwale Jin only realized his mistake.

The shaman has long reigned at the top of Kangho. As a result, they created their own disciplines and laws.

The ruling parties, including the Mujahideen, have adopted laws in their favour.

Within that law, Qingwool and the elders grew.

In other words, they have been fighting in the laws that are in their favor.

On the other hand, the dam crawled from the bottom. He's out of the rules.

It was someone outside the rules.

In order to deal with him, this side also had to remove all vested interests and the protection of the rules that had been enjoyed so far.

That means we have to fight only evil.

It is the shamans of the high faction who must roll the mud.

I thought he was the one who summoned the wall, but in fact it was a plate made by the wall. Now that I realized it, Cheongwal Jin shed a tearful laugh.

“Hahaha!”

Damho wanted a muddy fight.

I was forcing something to throw away everything I've been trying to do and have a primitive fight with no rules.

The problem is that there is no reason to reject the coercion of the wall. No, I didn't want to say no.

Bang, bang, bang!

His heart beat violently.

After more than sixty years of living, I felt a violent pulsation of my heart that I had never heard of.

“Good. I'll throw everything away. The identity of the shaman, the stubbornness of the old Malko. I'm unmanned, too. ”

Chengwale Jin stepped forward.

“Gatekeeper!”

“You don't have to, Gwen. ”

The elders grabbed his arm and manoeuvred.

“Yes, sir. There's no need to be swept away by a monster like that. ”

“It's a fight only for our elders. ”

Chengwall Jin shook his head and took off the conduit he was wearing.

“The gatekeeper.”

“What do you mean?”

Subsequently, I threw myself out of the splendid hallway.

All that was left of him was a white robe and a black sack that he was wearing inside. Throw away everything else that used to symbolize the founder of the Party.

Gross!

I pulled out the sword and threw the sword on the floor.

Throwing away the sword means you have a conscience to give up your life.

Chengwale Jin took a step towards the wall.

I took off the heavy body and threw it, and the steps were light.

It was a cloud-like divination and euthanasia.

Cheongwal Jin, who practiced the Euun Shin Law, immediately approached the Damho Passage.

He swung his sword.

There was no such thing as splendid herbs. I was only faithful to the original use of the swinging sword. But the air was cut off.

Shh!

The atmosphere fluttered with a scream. And the invisible sword overflows the wall.

After the replenishment, Damhoe made a burst.

Geez!

The atmosphere burst into obnoxious fluctuations, not necessarily by the sword and fist strikes.

Sieing!

Chengwale Jinn wielded an elongated sword. Then an intangible checker gradually began to reveal its shape.

The sword is stacked and stacked, creating a pattern of the sun in the air.

“Hush! It's the Ultimate Sword. ”

“Ouch!”

A great admiration burst out of the mouths of the partisans who saw the sight.

As everyone knows, the best swordsman in the party was the Tae-hye sword. But when I dug up the main stream of the Taekyeon Hye Sword, there was a Taekyeon Sword.

The Taekwondo Sword was a swordsmanship that had existed since its earliest days when the Muang faction nested in Mt. Since it was one of the most fundamental swordsmanships of the Mujahideen, I did not intend to dig deep enough for stairs or stepping stones for everyone to learn the higher swordsmanships.

But Chengwale Jin was different.

He was obsessed with, and immersed in, the poisonous Taekwondo Sword, among the numerous shamans of the Party. And for the rest of his life, he held only one Taekwondo Sword and cooked it.

‘Chaos gives birth to Yin Yang, and Yin Yang differentiates into ideas. Thought stirs up misfortune, misfortune spreads through the hemisphere, but soon it returns to one, and that is the end. ’