Volcanic Sphere

If you choose the busiest one in Mt. Nok, you must have had a busy day.

Since the death of the Southern Archer, the terms of trade with the Mourim Blind had also improved, so she worked harder and more motivated.

“First of all, we need to build a large warehouse in the backdrop. ”

The silver petition looked at the map spread out on the table. She was looking at the map to find the optimal location for the warehouse to enter. Several destinations were marked with red dots on the map.

“I like this place, but it's too expensive. ”

The best place to be was already in the kingdom of heaven. A large number of unarmed people entered the backyard, and the weapons workshops and mourning houses aimed at their pockets opened their doors in succession. Suddenly, as people gathered, the value of the land also increased.

Because of this, a number of merchants, including the silver platoon, suffered from osteoporosis. The war was also a great opportunity for them, so they could not invest.

“After all, I have to go myself. ”

It was a lot of money, so I thought it would be right to see the premises and make a decision.

Eun Sokwon called the unarmed from the Merchant Guild and went out to the Shaolin Company immediately. She came down to Mt. Mong Mountain and headed to an old mansion situated just north of Seongbong-hyun.

The mansion was too old to be used properly. It would cost a lot of repair. However, the site was so large that once purchased, it seemed that it would be okay to take advantage of it.

Eun Socheong met the owner and concluded the contract.

“That's it. It won't be a problem for a while. ”

She smiled at her mouth.

Following the volcanic wave, a base was also set up in the backcountry with the Shaolin Company. It was a worthwhile investment if you still think about the future, even though it bled big.

“Lady, isn't the bleeding too big? ”

The merchant carrying out the silver petition looked at her with a sad look.

“Right now, it's going to be a huge financial burden, but if you look to the future, of course, it's an investment you have to make. ”

“Yes, but..... If the Shaolin and the Mourim are defeated by the devil, all of this will become ashes. ”

“Anyway, if the Horseman wins, we're done. ”

“Umm!”

“There's no choice in the first place. It's just a matter of time. ”

“Very well, if the lady's will is so firm. ”

That's how the merchant took the plunge and retreated.

Although young, the rise of the silver petition was of a very exceptional level. Large field of view and large barrel distribution, especially reading the Great Kingdom, were admirable even for the long-running hillbillies in the offshore.

Merchants and foreigners belonging to Ngabo recognized Ngabo as the official successor to Ngabo. Her walk and her results so far have made it that way.

Eun-sung moved his steps in a disquieting mood. I had to hurry to return to the Shaolin before sunset.

‘Is progress still being made? ’

Yo, I haven't seen the face of progress in days. Jingyeo was being trained by Damho, who was stuck in an annex. The door is locked tightly. Of course, the monks of Thorim can't even go inside. Of course, access to the silver petition was not allowed either.

Eun-sung squirms her lips. It was her own habit to show up naturally when something unsatisfactory happened.

The merchants and the strangers who saw her face smiled as they wept. It was because of the naive expression of Ngabo's successor. They had been watching the silver petition for many years, so they knew that this look was a habit that arose after meeting progress.

‘Is this how Sook becomes our master? ’

‘Oh my God! I never knew what the world was going to do..... ’

This was when merchants and unarmed people fell into each other's minds.

Quadantang!

Suddenly, with a tumultuous sound, the front wall of the chalice was broken and three or six men came out.

“Argh!”

“Damn it!”

The face of the men with the rough impression was full of faint hues. They wipe the blood that flows through their mouths with their sleeves and look at the wall of the glass they just pierced.

“You!”

“How dare you complain to our dragon girl. ”

At that moment, someone walked out into the breached wall.

It was now the unmanned face of Ath, seen from the late teens to the early twenties. His head was stiffened with heroic gunfire, and his figure in a blue herald looked very sharp. Most impressive of all, it was a large figure that rattled with his waist hanging.

Twice as wide and heavy as a normal road, the large road did not look like the face of a boy who had not yet gone to Atty.

It was like a rich nobleman who had never cooked before held a kitchen knife.

The boy stares at the men and dies.

“Yongcheong-single? I've heard of Yongcheong-single dogs..... ”

“Profit!”

“Your notoriety is amazing. To the point where no one in Yongcheon knows you. No one in Yongcheon hasn't been bitten by six bastards. Really? ”

In the words of the boy, the faces of the men who called themselves "dragon shears" were disfigured. Because what the boy said was true.

Yongcheong-single committed all kinds of vandalism in Yongcheong-single area. There was no great doomsday in the Yongcheon itself, so there was no one to put an end to their evil deeds.

He slaughtered as he was offended, and frightened countless women. It was paradoxically because of the horseshoe that they came here to reign as the king of the dragon.

The demonic breeze was already sweeping the earth. Southern Zhongwon entered under their influence. The same was true of the incisors with dragonflies.

There were no giant moonshines, such as the old moonshine. That allowed me to be safe from all kinds of vandalism, but paradoxically, because of that, I was unable to be protected when the breeze of the devil swept through the earth.

They thought they'd rather be on a horse bridge. However, the Horseman thoroughly ruled out the unarmed. I found it good to be abandoned because I was used only by those who were loyal to the pagan religion. So they would rather be betrayed by the Moorish.

It was their goal to moderately launder their past history and build a ball after being betrayed by the Moorish blind. However, the stranger boy who had never seen them before today recognized their identity and was on the prowl.

Yongcheong-six's head of controversy shouted.

“So... are you going to fight with us now? ”

“Fighting? What do you mean.... ”

“So?”

“I'm just gonna step on it and kill it. You guys are not going to help the fight against paganism. Rather, they are more likely to hit their backs. ”

“Like that..... ”

The jaw muscles of the Continental Politics were sealed.

He was the king of the dragon, who had lived through all kinds of corruption. I've never been pushed out of the air by any enemy until now. But the boy in front of me was strangely reluctant.

At that time, the second and third of the six dragons shouted.

“Brother, you don't have to listen to that little bastard anymore. Let us be satisfied.”

“Let's do it. Since when have we been silent on other people's threats? ”

They did not wait for an answer from the Continental Politics, but picked up their weapons as they were. They were only used to intimidating and plundering others, and were not used to dealing with insults or provocations.

“Now, wait……. ”

Kwak politics hastily tried to confront them, but it was of no use. Already encroaching on the fury to the end of the head, they rushed to the boy without covering their front and back. When this happened, the Continental Politics also joined the attack. Anyway, he was a six-legged dragon.

Shhh!

In an instant, powerful swords and doggies overwhelmed the boy. The unmanned men of Ngabo who watched the sight looked at each other in astonishment.

“That, that? ”

“Shouldn't you be dry? ”

Neither was Eun-sung surprised by the sudden fight in front of her eyes. But she tried to stay as calm as possible.

On the other hand, he also wondered what the boy believed and provoked him to walk like that. So I watched the boy without moving.

“Die! You rascal. ”

“Chaaaaah!”

A six-legged attack swirls like a storm. Until then, the boy had no movement.

Eun-sung saw the boy's mouth dry up just before the sword and the doggy touched his body. It was like the smile of a frogger who couldn't help but be happy.

The moment I saw that smile, I felt an unknown horror.

Cieaeac!

At that moment, a sharp wave resounded in the street. Those who watched the fight with an exciting face sat down screaming at the sharp sound that provoked the tympanic membrane.

Eun-sung's eyes were filled with hesitation.

Until just now, the swords and doggies that had driven so hard disappeared like lies and stood still in the position of attacking the dragon hex hanger boy.

It was as if time had stopped. But there was one thing that changed. Like magic, a boy's hand has a big angle.

The boy smiles as he stretches out a large path.

Everyone on the street, as well as the silverware, was terrified. Not a single one of them saw when the boy had drawn the province.

“What do you mean?”

At that moment, Eun-sung felt a damp feeling on his face and rubbed it with his hands without even knowing it. His eyes widened as he looked at the hand that rubbed his face. It was because my hands were all red.

“Blood?”

Then she realized that what was on her face was a drop of blood.

It wasn't just a silver platter. Blood drops were scattered on the faces of the Ngabo unarmed and merchants around her.

It was then.

Quarr!

The dragon hammock that was standing there suddenly collapsed like rotten straw.

“Ugh!”

“Argh!”

The people who were staring at the sight were suddenly nauseous. It is not just because the dragon hexagon fell, but because it was dismantled into dozens of pieces and collapsed.

The hematoma beneath the hemisphere, which builds up on the floor, is rapidly growing.

People watched the terrible miracle of man becoming a gopher for only a moment and fell into extreme chaos.

It was all a boy's play.

The boy swirls around the large road, robbing the body of the blood. Then the two letters "Charm engraved on the body" were clearly visible.

Someone who recognized the letters shouted.

“The car, the chambermaid, is clear. Such a horrible scheme can only open up to a chambermaid. ”

“That boy is a grand prize? Oh, my God!”

“Oh, my God! The apocalypse? ”

Screaming voices burst out everywhere.

To date, Kangho's best late index has been the Gumurong Dragon. But the emphasis was on expansion, and talent was constantly being emptied. The apocalypse was the best description of Kangho since the Gumudragon.

Heavenly Archery Moon.

Asylum seekers.

The Grand Military Prize.

Greening the fantasy ship.

Their presence was intense because they represented two angles in the frontal age. They set up a ball in the fight against paganism, which engraved an intense impression on people's brains more deeply.

Among the apostles, the one who was particularly famous for his brutal hands was the Great Hall of Fame.

Like the word "chamma" in the star, he was famous for slaughtering monsters. Dozens of pieces. So I also got another star, the Indian Department.

Eun-sung frowned.

As a sensitive merchant in Kang Ho's life, she was also familiar with the apocalypse. The cruel sanctity of the Chamberlain Army. But I had no idea that the famous Grand Prize was such a young boy.

I only looked about two or three years older than the silver petition. At such a young age, it's powerless and cruel to process.

Eun-sung felt the appearance of a new killing. So my back was creepy.

It was then.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at the silvery petitions and the unarmed men of Ngabo.

“Oh, my God! There's blood on that side. ”

The Grand Master approached the Silver Petition and said:

As he said, the whole body of the silver petition and the Eungabo people was covered with blood. However, the Grand Military Court looked solely at the silver petition without disturbing the others.

“I'm sorry! I didn't mean to hurt Bon's lungs. ”

“No.”

“My name is the Grand Prize. What about you?”

“ ……. ”

Eun-sung tightly shut his lips. Because I don't want to answer. But the intense eyes of the army were forcing her answer.

In the end, she had no choice but to open her mouth.

“It's a silver petition from Ngabo. ”

As soon as I heard her answer, Lee Tae-yeon passed by in the eyes of the army. And I remembered a nasty, playful smile in my mouth. But his smile was no longer playful in the eyes of the silver platoon who saw the brutal hand of the army.

“Silver Gaga?”