Volcanic Sphere

During the crisis of the Southern Arctic, the escorts moved.

“Stop!”

“Save the army. ”

Those named the White Sword were the foreigners who were sent from the South Palace.

The Southern Archery was the strongest lifeline of the Southern Archery that was destroyed by the dam. Thanks to his clandestine support, the Southern Archangel was able to recover a lot of energy. Because of this, I fought for the protection of the Southern Archer.

The result was a white sword.

‘We must protect the military. ’

‘Absolutely!’

Ha-ha-ha-ha!

Their swords bloom with swords.

The sight of dozens of swords slicing through the air was spectacular. Dozens of swords flew into a terrifying climate that seemed to slaughter the wall in no time. It was so vivid that any masterpiece could not be shrunken. But no one here thought the attack would hurt him that much. It was the same for the Baek Sword who was attacking.

Their purpose was only one.

Just one step back.

It was to get a chance to save the Southern Archery.

The target of the White Sword, the elite of the Southern Palace, was very simple. But the opponent was Damho.

A monster comparable to the Old Moon of the Lieutenant by its own power and presence. I didn't even think it was a dream to take advantage of such a person.

It was time for them to wield the sword desperately.

Hooooooooooo!

Suddenly the wind blows from behind my back.

At first I thought it was a mistake. But the moment the winds gust like storms, they realize it's not an illusion.

The surrounding air was sucking rapidly towards the wall. The earthquake triggered by the body of the dam-ho is drawing even air. And even sucked the white sword.

“Argh!”

“What does this mean? ”

The balance of the White Sword is broken in the earthquake of the power to be processed.

They tried to get out of the receptacle with all their strength. However, the workforce generated by the conflict was not able to escape their ranks.

Kuwu!

“Argh!”

“Damn it!”

The white sword's screams burst.

They make deep troughs on the floor, and they are quickly sucked into the dam.

The black feet, black pavilions, and black eyes of the Wall were rapidly enlarged by the storm.

At that moment, the White Sword saw the darkness of hell. Death, from which nothing can escape, was before their eyes.

I saw the dam-ho punching.

Bang!

And there came a dark war with great noise.

That was the last sight they saw alive.

Huduwei!

Meatballs and bone fragments splashed everywhere.

A drop of blood splattered through the face and body of the soldiers. I turned the blood and flesh upside down on my sleepyhead, but no one dared to open my mouth. Because it was such a shocking sight.

It was only a strike.

It was the Feast of Statement of Damhoe, which all the great men of God knew.

There was no one who did not know how terrible the power of the sacred spine was. So it was the subject of vigilance, and it was fashionable to be advised not to stay away when faced with a wall lately. Once you put the distance away, you can avoid the fatal spine.

But now it was different. He draws his enemies and destroys the entire space. With that shock, many of the unarmed near the wall burst into tears and bled, and their eyes twisted.

“ ……. ”

I could not hear a loud breath, even though so many were gathered together. It was such a shocking sight, and the soldiers lost their horses.

The air around the Shaolin Gate sinks heavily. I felt terrible digging my lungs cold and humiliated. Enough to hit Gingerly.

“Ah!”

The one who broke the silence was the Southern Archer.

His eyes were fluttering. The southern paladins, as they used to carry around twelve shijin a day, were shredded to such an extent that they could not even recognize their original shape.

The Southern Archer thought he was having a nightmare. Everything that happened in front of my eyes didn't seem like reality. However, I felt the humiliating breath of the wall, and the spirit of the Southern Archer was forced back to reality.

“Yes, you.... ”

The shoulders of the Southern Palace trembled. The roar of a newly wounded beast bursts out.

“Why are you doing this to me because you have a crush on the Southern Archangel? What did I do wrong? ”

He forgets his face and yells at the whales.

Kwachup!

At that moment, the body of the Southern Palace was heavily swayed. Damho smashed his knee.

The Southern Archer knelt on one knee. But his eyes have yet to be broken. There was still anger in both eyes that looked at the dam.

Damho stares at the Southern Archer like that.

Inside the black eyes, there was an image of the Southern Archer who was miserably kneeling.

The Southern Archery raises its head and gazes at the wall.

“Good. Kill me. But don't forget that the moment you kill me, you will be in a disadvantageous position in the fight against paganism. Don't forget who has led the fight against evil until now. This Southern Palace led the creation of the Mourim Blind and has been raised to this extent. Can you imagine a blind man without me? Is that really the best? ”

Now he's only evil. The Southern Arctic forgets its face and yells at the whales.

Some of them nodded unconsciously.

The role of the Southern Archery in scaling up the Murimblin was so great. Because of this, it was true that many were feeling a crisis in his absence.

It was then.

Fuseok!

“Argh!”

One shoulder of the Southern Archer was completely crushed. The bones are shattered by the blow of the dam. The Southern Archery screams at the whales as their shoulders collapse while they are intact.

“Argh!”

Damho asked.

“Does it hurt?”

“Does it hurt? Of course. You son of a bitch. ”

The Southern Archery falls on the floor and shouts as she spits.

It was too painful and painful. And I was ashamed. No matter how I thought about it, I could not accept this situation.

The same was true of the national anthropology that created the Moorish blindness of today. There may be minor defects, but I haven't done anything bad enough to deserve this kind of treatment.

“Yes! You feel pain, too. ”

“I am a man, too. Of course it hurts, it hurts. ”

“You were human, too. Then why did you do it? ”

“You!”

The Southern Archer thought that Damho was laughing at himself. Reason flew away because he thought that he was laughing at himself, not anyone else.

He puts a fitting around his neck.

“I'm not cheap enough to be laughed at by you. Show me your reverence for all that you have done for the cause of God. ”

“So did you have sex with the devil? ”

“What nonsense? ”

“I already know. To kill me. To kill me. ”

“You know, don't lie. Do you have proof?”

“I don't need proof. ”

“Do not impersonate me. I am an important greeting from the Southern Palace and the Mourim League. I didn't live a life small enough to be mocked without proof. You're persecuting people on a subject with no evidence. ”

“I told you! I don't need proof. ”

Quajijic!

At that moment, the left leg of the Southern Arch was lowered. The left leg of the southern arch was completely crushed from the shin, as if crushed by a giant spearhead.

“Turn it off!”

The southern arch, which whitened his head, could not even scream at the extreme. I just curled up and trembled less.

Damho stares down at such a southern palace indifferently. His invisible eyes bore the southern arches.

He realized instinctively.

I know that Damho barely intends to end this.

He will continue to harass and afflict himself until he hears the answers he wants.

It was the Southern Archer who thought it was okay to inflict pain on others, but he was infinitely weak in front of the pain he would suffer.

“Oh, you devil! ”

I'm choking. I thought I was gonna suffocate.

That's what Damho's eyes did. It was as if his psychiatric body was being sucked into an endless deep sea.

I choked on something in the Southern Arch for a moment. I couldn't help but vomit it up deep in my heart.

“Yes! I did. To eliminate you. I spilled information on them to erase you who are not human. Why? Because you're only harming Murim. So..... so I spilled information on the pagans. Is that wrong? I don't think so. ”

As if the shield had exploded, the Southern Archer poured out her words. The paralyzed Southern Archer didn't even know what he was talking about. I just wanted to pour a curse on Damho at this moment.

“If it weren't for you, the Southern Archers would not have fallen, and many prestigious Archers would not have been harmed. It's all about you. The old order was shaken by you, and many people were affected by it. You're like a plague that doesn't help the world. That's why I tried to get rid of you using the pagans. Is that such a big mistake? ”

“ ……. ”

Damho had no words.

Any human being can react at this point. The figure completely blows away the reason of the Southern Arctic.

“If it weren't for you in the first place, my imagination would not have been twisted, and there was no reason to be so fierce in Shaolin. Your arrogance, your unhappiness, has caused tragedy today. So resent yourself rather than resent me. Khhh!”

A stream of saliva and bubbles gushed down the mouth of the South Palace. The extreme pain and tremendous horror of being born and experiencing for the first time paralysed reason.

“Did the military have an affair with the devil? How could you do that? ”

“That's ridiculous! ”

“I can't believe the Southern Arctic soldiers did that. ”

The soldiers roared.

Their faces recalled an unreliable look in common. But I couldn't believe it. It was uttered directly by the Southern Archer, not by anyone else.

It didn't take long for the expression that began with disbelief to turn into fear and anger.

It was unforgivable, however, that the military, who should lead the Mulim blind, provided information about the enemy religion.

When this happened, not only Guangcheon, the director of Shaolin, but even Namcheon Mountain, the blind man, had a formidable look.

“Amitabul!”

“Oh, my God! ”

They couldn't manage to look at the fact that it was so shocking. That much the Southern Archer said was tremendous.

It was then.

The eyes of the Southern Archer, which was slightly focused, returned to life for a moment. Reason has returned somewhat.

The troops gathered at the mountain gate were roaring. When the sound provoked the tympanic membrane, I remembered the words and moments I had just uttered. As he excreted himself, there is a secret that must never be known to the world.

Immediately, the complexion of the Southern Palace faded white.

“Oh, no! ”

I felt the look of mistrust and anger.

Thousands of people were staring at themselves with hostile eyes.

The eyes of the Southern Palace were shaken as if an earthquake had occurred. I couldn't even feel the pain of the flesh.

His remarks today put the honour of the Southern Palace on the floor and left no room for lectures. With his own hands, he could not help but cut off the breath of the Southern Archery.

The Southern Archer looks up at the wall. In the meantime, his face was deeply wrinkled, as if decades older, and his head turned all white.

“Cruel..... are you satisfied now? ”

“ ……. ”

“Because of you, everything in the Southern Palace collapsed. Are you satisfied now? ”

The voice of the Southern Archer was closer to screaming. But there was not a single one among those in the bowels who sympathized with him. Rather, he looked at the Southern Archer with contempt.

Though I wanted to punish the Southern Archer myself, it was up to me.

“You devil. Now is the time to win, but your end will not be good. The volcanic waves will fall because of you. You will not escape the seeds of disaster, all that is associated with you. ”

The Southern Archer cursed the Damho.

His appearance of spitting evil words with bloody eyes made the mother of the seer delicate. However, there was no change in the expression of the parties. It made the Southern Archer more vulnerable to evil.

When he tried to spread more evil words, the wall grabbed him by the neck and raised him up. The trunk of the Southern Archer rattled in the hands of the Wall.

Broken shoulders and a broken southern arch with one leg could not even resist. Still, I did not avoid the glare of the Wall.

It was his last pride not to avoid the gaze of the Wall. His retina is full of faces.

The mouth of Damho was opened.

“There's only one reason you die. ”

“What is that...? ”

Damho's eyes sank.

He kills a man with his fist, but a Southern archer kills a man with three tongues and only three muscles.

His wrong decisions, the number of those who die in one wrong order, are not comparable to the number of those who kill with their fists. They do not think of their troops as merely men.

“Having been in the highest position and not looking at the lowest. ”

Bang!

With the sound of the wall, there was darkness in the field of view of the Southern Archer.

I won't walk forever.