Volcanic Sphere

“Ah! I ate well. I've lived thanks to you.”

Yosaran murmurs as she lays down her dead vessel. Her face was full of life.

The Emperor asked Yosaran.

“Would you like some more? ”

“No! That's enough. ”

Yosaran wants to shake his head.

“But how did you wander through the wild mountains? ”

“I lost my group. ”

“Really?”

“Yes!”

Yosaran nods.

“What do we do?”

“I don't know! I must have bothered you. Suddenly it's gone.”

“Like that?”

“I've been through the mountains all day thanks to you. ”

“You've been wandering around all day? ”

“Yes!”

The Emperor frowned.

The mountain that Yosaran had been wandering around all day was neither wide nor high. It was such a small mountain that anyone who didn't know nothing could escape for half a day.

“Sister, are you? ”

“Huh?”

“Don't you usually find your way? ”

“Mmm!”

Yosaran frowns for a moment and spills out the saliva. In that way, the Empress intuited that her speculation was correct.

"That's a long shot."

Sometimes there are people like that. When the sense of direction breaks down, a couple of other people wander the same path. Yosaran was like that.

“Ha! You must have done well. ”

“Yes!”

“Then come with me tomorrow. I'll guide you to the bottom of the mountain. ”

“Really?”

Yosaran's eyes widened. Not necessarily, the visionary pupil shines mysteriously with light. The Empress thought her eyes were so beautiful. It was like a jewel shining on its own in the darkness.

“Ha! Thank you so much for this. I got some food, but I can't believe I'm taking you to the bottom of the mountain. How do I repay this? ”

“You don't have to repay me. It's nothing.”

“No, I said I must repay you if you have mercy on someone else. ”

Yosaran touches her red lips for a moment with long, white fingers. She looked very emotional even in the dark.

“All right! In return, I'll play a song. ”

“Playing?”

“I learned how to play Bifa with an old friend. I'm sure you'll like it. ”

Yosaran immediately grabbed the bifa he was carrying on his back. And he played the bifa without anyone being able to dry it.

Bitch! Bitch!

A strong thunderclap echoes in the darkness.

“Ah!”

“Umm!”

I was impressed by Yosaran's performance, not only by the Empress, but also by the silent light.

Yosaran's nonsense contained a strong power and guilt that could not be seen to be played by a woman. It was as if the Thousand Horsemen were roaring through a vast wilderness.

Silent daylight forgot to be wary of Yosaran and fell in love with the rain. My heart rang.

I swear, this was my first time in my life. Yosaran's white finger moves back and forth.

As if his fingers had increased to a dozen, the Empress was distracted by the fantastic movement. And finally, when Yosaran's bullets were over, she forgot her face and clapped.

“Wow! Sister, this is amazing. It was the best bullet I've ever heard in my life. ”

“Yes? It's rewarding to learn. ”

Yosaran was proud of the hymn of the Empress.

“It's really the best. ”

“You were good at listening to your friends. I thought it would be useful to learn. ”

“Friend?”

“Yeah! Well, I had a good friend. I learned from him. ”

“You must be a great man. ”

“It was amazing. When he plays, everyone loses their mind. ”

“I'd like to see you, too. This is how much you taught me, too. ”

“I'd like to introduce you, too, but I can't. ”

“Why?”

“I'm not a person in this world. A few years ago, he was beaten to death by a terrible man. ”

“I'm sorry. I didn't say anything. ”

“It's all right! My brother was there. What's there to be sorry about? And it's okay because it's been a while. ”

Though Yosaran had an expression that it was not trivial, the Empress couldn't. Then Yosaran smiled.

“That's nice!”

“Yes?”

“What's his name? ”

“It's called the Empress Spirit. ”

“Your name is as pretty as your heart. I like it.”

“Thank you.”

“We won't be traveling for that long, but let's get along just as well. ”

“Yes!”

The gaze of Yosaran, who nodded at the answer of the Emperor, turned to silence.

“You, too.”

“Yes?”

“Let's get to know each other. ”

“Yes!”

A silent glare nodded at Yosaran's unexpected words.

Yosaran smiled at that silent light. The moment of silence felt stunning.

It was not because the eyes of Yosaran were brainstormed or seductive. Her eyes had the power to shake people's minds strangely. Even the silent light, which lifted up its horror and alertness, was shaken.

"What the hell?"

At that time, Yosaran started playing Bifa again. This time it was accompanied by a song.

The elegant voice that flowed out of her little lips blended with the beeping sound, spreading far and far away.

Silent Cantonese forgot to be vigilant until just now and fell in love with her voice and bullets.

Yosaran's anthem continued until dawn.

* * *

The scent of the sympathetic lake was a city with a very deep history. Numerous poets and poets from the whales found this place against the beautiful landscape, and as many historic artifacts were everywhere.

However, the most famous thing in recent times was not the old artifacts, but the huge squadron of battalions that entered the old Moulimblin site.

Entering the ruins of the broken and burned vintage, the entire army felt a tremendous amount of pressure to make people weary just by watching.

The entire army reminiscent of the Great Citadel was the headquarters of the Demonic Church. The people of Homen, including the Evil Sheol, were terrified when the first religious foundation was established.

The people thought that religion would oppress the wicked and force them to believe in it. However, even after the occupation of the Evil Sea, as they expected, the pagans imposed no sanctions or coercion on the people.

The only existence that the devil reveals his enemies is the Moon Pagans who have enemies in the jungle. Otherwise, no intervention was made. When this happened, people who initially looked into the eyes of doubt were able to concentrate increasingly on their daily lives.

When the vigilance of the people was so weakened, the pagans secretly dug among the people.

The pagans who were scattered throughout the city were sent to the villages and the Homen, and they naturally dug among the common people and spread favorable rumors about the pagan religion.

“It is not a pagan religion, but a Protestant religion. ”

“The name of the pagan is a name maliciously given by the doormen of the lieutenants who feared their doctrine. ”

With the rumors, a lot of mythological merchants released huge amounts of money on the market. Many people benefited from it, and poor awareness has gradually improved.

It's hard to get started, but once the awareness shifted to the good side, the horseshoe was quickly counted in both males and females. For the people who had not benefited greatly from the rebuilding of the Mourim, religious support was like the rain of drought.

“What did the Moorish or the gangsters do to us? I knew you'd be strong. Did you give me any help with the dust? ”

“It's better to be a horse than a blind man who does nothing. ”

Those stories burst all over the place.

From the evil and the ho-man, the anxiety tilted to the horse. In particular, the Demonic Mindset, where the Demonic Party was based, was fully supportive of it.

More than half of those already living in the Evil Sea were rumored to believe in paganism.

At the heart of all those initiatives was the military, the Upper Hangcheon. A series of processes were carried out under his command, and the Evil Gospel became the definitive basis of the pagan religion.

The upper limit was the second largest of the pagan foreground angles. Just as the Southern Palace of the Murimblin did, he also had a military ministry in his residence.

Talents with the most brilliant brains in paganism were placed in the military, and information was gathered from all over the world.

The Upper Hancheon was sitting here looking at the situation of the world. His face was hardened like a stone.

“The Southern Archer is dead? ”

“Yes, the spy who came in with the payment. I'm verifying the truth right now, but I think it's true. ”

In front of him, his heart was looking up on one knee. His name was Chongwool Chongcheon, who was in charge of the religious information organization and was deeply believed to be the god of Upper China.

According to the information brought by Chongwol, the Military Southern Archer of Murimblin was killed in Sorim Sa.

Unbelievable, Chukwol gave orders to the information organization to double-check the authenticity of the information and ran to the upper limit.

“The Southern Archer is dead? Is that right for the horse? ”

The eyes of the upper Korean cloth trembled.

It was unbelievable information.

The Southern Archery was a militia of the Mourim Blade. Though he fell into his own scheme and was driven out of the sea, he was still a foreigner of a giant force called the Mourimblin. It was not easy to believe that such a man had been beaten to death by others. But the moment I heard the story of the man who killed the Southern Archer, I thought it would be true.

The wall he knew was never the one who thought of the latter. Once there was something bothering me, I was the one who destroyed and watched. I thought he might be able to kill the Southern Archer without covering his back and forth.

“Is it because of salvation? ”

The upper shelf muttered.

Three years ago, the Southern Arctic deliberately spilled information about the course of the Wall. Knowing it was a suicide plot, the Upper and Lower Archers sent two of the bloodline and the Seven Horsemen.

In this fight, the Horse lost hundreds of blood-forms, including the Platelet Platelet Ascension Center and the Great Moon Master Jin Hye-hyeon. Even if I think about it now, it was a painful loss.

At that time, Damho was caught by their ankles and arrived late at the volcano. Because of this, the volcano was hit hard, and his friend, Cho Yeon-eun, cut off his left foot.

“Did you repay your grudge without forgetting it? ”

I was persuaded because it was done by a horse-drawn horse, not by anyone else.

The upper cloth knocks on his chin with its fingers. Chongwool looked at the upper ceiling like that without saying a word.

It was a long time after the upper limit was reopened.

“Identify the mood of the Sorimsa and Murimblin. If the Southern Archery really is dead to the Kwon Horse, we should use that situation to defraud. ”

“Got it.”

The chaos of the enemy is a great opportunity for this side.

Upper Hancheon was never the one to miss the opportunity. At this moment in his head, there were a number of measures available to him now.

“What a reckless man. Even though he is still being slaughtered in Sorimsa, he can't believe he killed a soldier where he is from Mulimblin's home. ”

“Yes! An enemy is a madman who bites without covering his back and forth. In his eyes, everything that bothers him will look hostile. ”

“I really doubt how such an unarmed man could come out of a volcano that could be prestigious. ”

“There are variants everywhere. But it's a great opportunity for us to see such variations. ”

“What if it's an opportunity?”

“Isn't that why he became a gentleman? ”

“Ah!”

At that moment, Chongwool spit out his resilience without even knowing it.

“First of all, let the golden corners and mythological wars move into the inner circle. I'll get the ashes from the professor. ”

“Got it.”

Thanksgiving replied with a stiff expression.

Both the Golden Horn and the Mythological Wars were part of the inner circle, boasting great power within the pagan community. Only one of them could erase the dizzy doorbell of the lieutenant.

The upper limit was never the one who missed a given opportunity. He could not miss this good opportunity to go through even the slightest gaps.

“Ah!”

After raising his body to fulfill the commandment of the upper limit cloth, Chongchool suddenly spits out elasticity as if he had thought of something.

“Why? ”

“Then he is in Anhwa. ”

“That guy?”

“The Blood Witch is still there. ”

“Well done! Make haste with her. ”

“Names!”

Chukwol withdrew with his answer.

The mouth of the upper cloth left alone had a cold smile.

“It's a disaster to see her there. ”

A military commander who symbolizes the power of the devil.

The most stubborn and brutal of the military commanders was the Blood Wheel Witch Yosaran.