Volcanic Sphere
350 Ch. 8. Not weak enough to live by swinging (4)
The scarred hand touches the flag like a slut.
The Baekjeon period.
It was the name of a flag that had as many scars as the scars on its body. Now the flag is torn to shreds, and the hedged flag has been raised thousands of times to maintain its shape.
If you hold it a little harder, it will break with the sound of 'ripping', and the supernova is looking at the flag with calm eyes.
It was the only legacy and symbol left by Baekjeon.
‘I wanted to be a man who wasn't ashamed of the battlefield.... ’
I sighed with a deep sigh.
Looking back on the last three years, it was a nightmare.
I was madly immersed in the air, but it was hard to shake my guilt that I had survived alone. That's why I relied on alcohol to seduce or train my body.
As a result, he didn't know if he was strong, but his heart was devastated. If Damho had not come in time, he would not have escaped Simma.
"Damho."
He was the only friend in his life. For him, he could have thrown his life away at any time.
It was then.
“What do you think? ”
A boy with two bowls in his hands approached him and asked.
“Just this..... ”
“You may have a lot to worry about, but you should try that too. Here."
I gave out a bowl that the boy was carrying.
His eyes widened.
“Did you make it already? ”
“I'm barely dying. What's so new? ”
Boy, the progress has a nice face. I couldn't help but admire the supernova.
For three years, the dustbin has become incredibly cool. The weight loss resulted in a clear resurgence of the throat area buried in the flesh. It was not a commonly spoken man, but it was enough to call it pleasant.
I really didn't know that the progress of the supernova would change like this. So it was also true that it had not yet been adapted.
The wanderer grabs the dead bowl and sits beside the supernova. And I started to eat until I died. I also felt the feeling of death when I lifted Suzer.
I killed the man who made the chips with the ingredients I had.
It seemed to be made roughly, but it also tasted good.
"This guy! ’
The supernova couldn't resist the admiration.
In the past, the culinary skills of the dustbin were excellent. But now simply expressing excellence was not enough.
Eating food made by the progress of the war stabilized my mind and body. Now I can remember the food my faint mother gave me.
‘Progress has been a tremendous effort for three years. ’
He gazes at the progress with a new eye. Then the advancement frowned at the glance.
“Why are you looking at me like that? ”
“Just magnificent. ”
“What is it?”
“Just move on! Just move on, dummy! ”
“Chet! Freaky. ”
Progress snorted. If it was the same as before, it would have been sticky. I also laughed.
Where they currently live was a wilderness in the western strait east of the Haman. The western strait was a landmark area of traffic that coexisted with the waterways. It was only about a thousand leagues away from the backbone of the Shaolin Company.
It was only three or four days' drive to get there, but the supernova was never in a hurry.
At that time, the Dust Progress carefully asked as he lowered the dead bowl.
“Are you okay?”
“What's wrong?”
“Bridge……. ”
“What else did I say? It's okay.”
Bang! Bang!
In response to a cautious question of progress, the supernova knocked on his leg with his back. Then the iron sounded. It was the sound of a metal clasp.
“At first it hurt a little, but now it's stronger and better. Hahaha!”
The supernova burst into laughter. If it had been before, it would have tarnished such a supernova. But now I was just looking at it with a sad face.
It would not have been so easy to lose a healthy leg and adapt to the legs. Moreover, the supernova was an unaccompanied UAV.
It was never easy to equip an unmanned prosthesis that was more sensitive to the balance of the body than anyone else, and to regain its former invisibility. I couldn't easily imagine how much sweat he would have shed.
It was then.
Suddenly, the supernova reaches out and shakes its head.
“Ouch! What's wrong? ”
“Don't look at me like that. ”
“Brother?”
“I'm fine. I'm unmanned without one leg. So don't look at me like that. ”
“I'm sorry, brother. I……. ”
“I know your mind! Trust me, though. ”
“Yes!”
The Progress replied without even knowing it.
‘Yes! You can trust me. Chun Chun is a sleepy dragon. The good Gumoo Dragon is also a mutilated unborn. What I have in mind is to insult my brother. ’
Progress reflected, and progress reflected.
He smiled as he saw such progress.
"Good boy! ’
Jingyo was one of the few people he believed in. So I was more willing to accompany him.
The supernova looks up at the sky.
The Shaolin is no longer here.
He was convinced that if he went to Sorimsa, he could meet Damho.
‘Just a little while, my friend. Now I will be your strength. ’
The only friend who came running to save himself, this time running to help him.
* * *
There were seventy-two large peaks in Mt.
It was one of the unknown peaks that Damhoe followed the Qinghuang Jinn.
It was a peak in the opposite direction of the Muang Party, where the population was very poor.
Qingheo Jin was leading his disciples to a mountain peak where they rarely came.
Damho followed the blue-hearted Jinn without a word. Cheonghur Jin was grateful and burdened.
There was a complex deception in the face of Cheonghur Jin.
Only one member of the Damho faction was beaten to death. Even though he was a Cheonghua Jin who had been in contact with the master recently, he was still unable to bravely accept the situation in which the leader of the Muang Party had been devastated by one person.
It was an unbelievable situation where a single person's presence was shaking the faction.
‘Whoo! I tried to mock a man like this. ’
He recalls the unpaired swordsmanship that is still practicing waste pipe training.
I was angry with the faction at first, but now I'm just sad.
Jin Moo-young was also listed.
Describe the celestial landscape that will guide the future. However, in the same era, there was a wall.
Damho was already a giant leading the era.
There was a different dimension to the descriptions.
The greatest misfortune for the authors of this era was that there was a living being called Damhoe in the same time zone.
‘Phew! You've raised a really tough disciple. ’
He was jealous and compassionate of the current Jinn who was a disciple. Embracing a disciple with too much presence is not easy for any teacher.
In a complex meditation, Qinghuang Jin arrived at his destination.
When he arrived with the dam, it was like a horsepower, with a small cliff round the waterfront.
At the bottom of the cliff, there were seven small blood clots pierced.
Cheonghur Jin looked at the wall and said,
“Phew! Here we are. Just a moment.”
Damho looked around instead of answering.
The air felt heavy with poison. It was as if the air only stopped here.
Behind the dam, Qinghuang Jin walks to the center of the resort.
He exclaims with an inner voice.
“Four hundred, Bed and Breakfast, that blueprint. I've brought an important guest. ”
“Why did Phoeberin want to vibrate like this? Where did you bring Dobu, Qinghuang! ”
At the end of the words of the Qinghua Jinn, a voice with a strong inner pore came out of one of the sinews and echoed loudly across the cliff.
The eyes of the blue-hearted Jinn frown slightly in the sound of the inner voice that resonates in the tympanic membrane. Even the Qinghua Jinhee, also called the Great Sword of the North, was so distressing in his voice that it was not easy to handle.
“I've heard you have a blood type. ”
“Terrible blood. I don't know how many people I have to kill to make this blood work. ”
“I can't believe I put this blood in the sacred mountain. Cheonghee, are you insane? ”
Different voices came from different caves. Each voice was combined and amplified more loudly.
An unexpected response changed the complexion of the blue-green Jinn. He quickly explained to the creatures in the cave.
“He is a disciple of the Volcano Clan of Khomma Damho. ”
“If you are a disciple of the Volcano Clan, aren't you a disciple of prestige? He has such a horrible blood type? ”
“There's a situation there. ”
“Huh! I didn't believe it when the master said it, but I can't believe it. A disciple of the famous volcano, who lived like this, went to the volcano. ”
A sigh flowing out of the cave swallowed up the voice of the blue-hearted Jinn. When this happened, a frightening look appeared on the face of Chenghee Jin.
Those in the cave were the vanguard of the Mujahideen. For Qinghee Jin, they were four hundred and four hundred sleepless. Because of the blueprint, even Jinjin was forced to show an example of extreme respect.
It was the living legend of the shaman, and the last bore. Despite the horror of the year, the Mujahideen were firmly convinced that they could defend the North and the Mujahideen.
It was also because of these that Qinghua Jinn was able to relieve the burden of his heart. But I didn't expect them to express such blatant hostility to Damho.
“Four hundred, please, just listen to me for a moment. He's not our enemy. Rather, it is the last borough to protect the Moorim. Moreover, he is a disciple of the Volcano Clan. It's not something you want to be open about. ”
“Cheonghur! I've already heard about him from my master. I heard you're a Demibeast who scatters the order of Gandhi. That must be true. The young blood in his breath is messing with the clean shamans. ”
“Yes, death penalty! I've been hurting all over my head. ”
“I don't know what Cheonwald was doing, and I don't know what he was sent up here to do. ”
Ooooooooooooo!
Their voices were amplified even more dramatically, as the entire cliff became a ringing plate.
It was then.
Quong!
Suddenly, the wall rolls its feet wide. Then the squadron shook like an earthquake.
At that moment, the voice that flowed into the middle heating in the frozen blood was cut off and static came.
Damho looked at the blood one by one.
The frostblood encroached in the darkness was so dark that it could not penetrate the human vision. However, the landscape in the eyes of a dark trained wall in the Thousand Bestial Prison was brightly lit during the day.
“Old people with mouths only. ”
“ ……. ”
“If you want to buzz like that, come outside. Darkness can't protect you. ”
The voice of Damho was utterly dismissed. But his voice was terribly amplified in the blood.
Kuoooooooong!
“Hah!”
“Holy shit!”
The vanguard of the party who was in the frozen blood ran out in terror.
They were seven elderly men with white subordinates on their heads. All the wrinkled faces and blurred hair made them unpredictable in their age.
“How dare you despise the honour of the Mujahideen? ”
“How the hell did Volcano teach his disciples? ”
They spit out a blasphemy toward the wall. But the eyes of the Wall were not looking at them. He was looking at the blue-green Jinn.
“What the hell are you talking to these people about? ”
“These…… are the honorary chiefs of the ruling party. ”
“Jongnong?”
“Yes, the biggest spiritual holders of the text. ”
“Are you simply a mental holder because you're older? ”
In the words of Dam Ho, of course, Cheonghui Jin changed his face.
“You!”
“How dare you! ”
It was time for them to get angry.
At that moment, Damho Najj murmured.
“Whose mouth do you want to smash? ”