Volcanic Sphere

“Huff! Huff! ”

The shoulders of the fallen advancement shrugged. I inhaled an elongated air with a big mouth like a fish.

It was like my lungs were torn apart. The heart complained of the pain. I felt Phoeberin in my mouth. With the whole joint rotating at its best, the whole body seemed to be dismantled before the mane.

At that moment, I heard a cold voice that contained no emotion.

“In any case, do not stop the misguided soldier. Just because you're resting, you shouldn't stop being a good soldier. ”

It was Damho. He was looking down at the progress of the dust with his arms extended. In response, Jingyeo did evil and carried a misguided soldier.

The five energies accumulated in the body were racing. It was because of Damho that the energies that had been conforming to his will were so crazy.

The rubbing with Damho violently caused his misfortune soldier to shake. As if it were a reindeer, the misfortune warrior ran mad. Jingyeo tried his best to calm down the misfortune soldier, but it was of no use.

“Khh!”

The face of the progress was dull, and the cord of blood gushed out. It was just before the blood clot exploded. The inner pores of the wall that penetrated his body stimulated the energy of misfortune.

Damho looked down indifferently at such progress.

If he helps, he can simply stabilize the bloodshed. However, I could not expect further progress from the Progress Committee.

The wall that is blocking the front of progress must break itself. That way I could move forward.

Tutu!

The cords of blood that blew out were even more sharp. Bloodfoot stood up to his eyes and was about to explode.

The blood flows out with the lips of the dust that bites so hard. But the dust didn't even feel pain. because even greater pain was taking over the whole body.

Jingyeo worked patiently and patiently with the misfortune soldier. How long has it been?

Jingyeo really wanted to die. It was that painful.

Enlightenment came to me in such pain.

‘I'd rather let go..... Ah! Nature's energy doesn't seem to be redeeming. If you let him go, he'll find his place. ’

The Jingyeo unleashes the control of the misfortune soldier he was holding. Then the energy of misfortune, which had gone mad, ran even harder, and the whole body of progress swelled up greatly. It's like it's going to explode.

The miracle happened at that moment. The energy of misfortune that rushed like a storm suddenly began to exchange.

The taboos and circulation Qi, which may not fit together at all, changed their position endlessly, and combined the theatrical woodwork and fire Qi. Five energies were added to it and finally began to burn.

As the vigor of misfortune swelled up as if it were about to explode, the advancement was quickly returning to its original shape. Only then did the dustbin sit on the patriarchal throne and become more immersed in the air.

Damho looked at him indifferently.

Now Gobi is gone. With his own power, the dust will break the wall that is brilliantly blocking his front.

Damho defended the side of the dust.

The greatest cost has been handed over, but it is still time to be vulnerable to external shocks. I had to stand up until the blood was stable and the spirit of good fortune came to me.

It was a long time after the end of the war.

“Brother?”

The blindfolded progress stares at the wall.

“Well done.”

“This?”

The progress of the Confederation has failed to speak.

It is because I felt a tremendous energy in my body that is incomparable until now.

“This is what misfortune is all about? ”

“Yes."

“Thank you, brother. How did you receive this grace.... ”

“All right, let's wash up. ”

“Yes?”

In the words of Damho, progress looks down at his body.

His body was filled with dark red liquid, and he smelled terrible. This is because all the impurities in the body have been discharged with the energy of misfortune.

After realizing that, the dustbin rushed to the well and washed himself. It was only after a few pours of water that all the impurities that were attached to the body were washed away.

The dustbin changed into clean clothing after exhausting. Then I felt like my face was glowing. In fact, the progress was very different from before.

The shape of the face changed a little, and the height grew noticeably. It is not until the decalveolar bone, but the body is transformed to the best state to open the void.

It was a miracle that the craftsmanship and advancement of the Oriental Soldier were a combination of food and plum cultivation.

Progress moves her hands around. Then I felt a tremendous energy that was incomparable.

“Hua!”

I was amazed by the progress made.

The powerful power felt in his body made the world he saw different. It was like looking down from above.

I think I can open the volcanic waves that have been blocked for a long time.

It was when progress was not so easily adjusted to his appearance.

Knock, knock!

Someone knocks carefully at the door of the annex.

And then he said, "There's a lot of progress."

“Who are you?”

“It's called the lighting rate of the Mourim Blind. ”

“My lord?”

The advancement has opened its eyes.

It's because I was an incredibly high ranking if I was a member of the Mourim Blind. At least on the basis of progress.

Progress quickly opened the door. Then I saw the lighting rate of the Mourim Blind.

The gaze of the rate of illumination turned towards the wall behind the progress of the dust.

“I have come with the word of the blind man, the Great Barrier. ”

“Prophecy?”

“Yes! In a few moments there will be an important gathering in the Feud, so I want you to attend the Great Council as well. ”

Damho frowns a little. Then there was a light of tension on the face of the lighting rate.

It was Damho who killed everyone who saw the Southern Archer, a soldier of the Murimblin. Nevertheless, no one of the Mourimblinds stopped him. Because the damnation was so frightening.

It was the reason that even one small change in the face of the wall had to be sensitive to the lighting rate.

The lighting rate quickly lowered its head and said:

“The blind lord and all the lords of the river are gathered together, so if you can, the blind lord has asked you to attend. We will also be attending the Grand Canyon and the Sea Saucer. I have already told them the word. ”

“ ……. ”

He looked at the lighting rate without saying a word. His eyes were violently shaken by the rate of illumination. The lighting rate felt the mouth burn.

At that moment, the mouth of the wall opened.

“Where are we going? ”

“Blind Man…… Ah! You can come with the biggest angle. ”

The lighting rate responded quickly. Then there was a light of relief on his face. For now, we have fulfilled the blind man's command.

“Then I'll wait for you at the blind spot. ”

The lighting rate rushed out, fearing that Damho would overturn his words. Damho glanced at his back as he went away without a word.

The progress of the war called for a halt.

“Brother?”

“Let's go.”

“Are you really going? ”

“Yes!”

Damho nodded and moved his steps. After that, the advances were followed in haste.

I had no intention of entering the blind following the dam. In the meantime, I wanted to wind outside for a while because I was outside and blocked from learning airlessness.

It was a few days out.

I only crossed one wall of fire, and the air felt different. No, everything felt new.

It was not known whether it was due to a few days' outing or whether the misfortune warrior had reached the upper reaches.

“Ah!”

After a long walk along the dam, the advancement suddenly stopped.

I saw a crowd coming up the mountain from afar. The Jingbo at a glance recognized them.

“It's a lawsuit.”

Eun-sung and Eun-gabo's unarmed men were coming up the mountain.

Once upon a time, a glamorous light appeared on the face of the progress. because he had not seen the silver petition since he had been stuck with the wall for several days.

The Jingbo walked to Eun-sung with the wall behind him.

“lawsuit! Huh? ”

The Progressive Democracy laughed at his head. It was because of the young unmanned man who was walking by the side of the silverware. An unmanned man who seemed only a few years older than himself was constantly speaking to the Silver Petition.

Eun-sung sought to distance himself from such an unburdened man. But the younger the stranger, the more he caught up with her. Ngabo's young unarmed men were not holding back the actions of the young unarmed. No, it seemed rather noticeable.

Progress in the fight against poverty has increased listening.

“Lawsuit!”

“Ah! Progress. ”

Eun-sung came running in a half-tone. The light of relief passed through her face as she watched the progress.

She hastily asked.

“Is the training over? ”

“Yes!”

The gaze of progress turned to the young unmanned man at the back of the silver petition. He was staring at progress with the impression of what was a complaint. A blatant enemy in his gaze came alive in the air.

“Who is it?”

“Ah! That man..... ”

“The Grand Prize. The Grand Prize of the Chamberlain is my name. What's your little brother's name? ”

A young unarmed man who was standing next to Eun Seo Cheong stumbled into the room. He was the Grand Master of the Chamberlain.

He looked at the progress with a very unpleasant gaze. In fact, he wasn't feeling very well.

The Grand Master was fond of the silver petition. The fact that he was the successor to Ngabo, who was beautiful and had the greatest talent among Homen, made him harsh.

There were a number of women under heaven, but this was not as common as a silver platter, whose appearance and talent were harmonized.

The Grand Master was very proud of his innocence. He was a member of the Apocalypse, which is considered to be behind the Gumudragon, and in fact, he set up a big ball against the pagans.

He felt he should also be a qualified person because he was very proud of himself and his innocence. Numerous women have approached so far, but no one has met his eye height. The only exception was the silver suit.

It was only a month before he met Silver Petition, but he felt a great interest and appeal to Silver Petition. So I seduced him by the side of the silver petition.

In harmony with the handsome face of a member of the Apocalypse, a glamorous talk struck so many women. But nothing worked for the silver petition that he was so proud of.

Eun-sung only treated him formally and did not really open his heart. It's like I hit a big barrier in my heart. So I was a little angry. That's why his voice, asking for the name of progress, had a sharp thorn.

The sharp force of the army was enough to cause this to shrink. But Jin replied with a relaxed expression without such a hue.

“Oh, you were a great compromise. I'm called a dustbin. ”

“What about stars?”

“Yes?”

“Do you have any stars? ”

“There's nothing like that. ”

“Yes?”

Momentarily, the mouth of the army dries up. It was a clear laughter to anyone.

I also noticed that progress has been made. I had to harden my natural look.

Once again, Mt.

“So what's the difference between a silver saucer and a silver saucer? ”

“Why do you ask that? ”

“If it's not between Sozer and the stars, don't approach it anymore. ”

The army's confident words deeply defeated the glance of progress.

It was the first time that I had followed the Damho, but I didn't think about the feelings of others like the army.

“Why?”

“I liked the saucer. She's getting married to me. ”

“Who marries whom? ”

A more unspeakable silver petition raised his voice. But the Grand Prize was not a success. It was as if it had nothing to do with the opinion of the Silver Petition.

It was then.

“Nephew! What are you doing here? If you come to Sorimsa, you will not come to this uncle. ”

Suddenly, with a loud voice, a middle-aged unattended man walked to where they were. It was a body shape that could be traded on the shoulders of a man with a piece of meat.

As much as his voice, his face also overflowed with applause.

A glamorous light appeared on the face of the army.

“Ah, a loneliness. ”

“Haha! Nephew! ”

A middle-aged unarmed man stretches out his hands and hugs the Grand Prize.

At the moment of confirming his face, the eyes of the silver petition shook. Because I recognized his identity at a glance.

Isn't it the Unjucheon Great Covenant of Pearl Artists? ’

The pearlist was one of the pioneers. And Unjucheon was an enormous unmanned man who exercised influence as the elder of the pearl.

Unjucheon was dispatched on behalf of the Gaju to the Mourim Blind. I never thought he'd be a loner in the army.

Unjucheon looked at the face of the army and said,

“I was waiting for you whenever I heard that you were doing your duty in Gandhi. What were you doing here? ”

“I was talking to a woman who deserved to be my niece's wife. ”

“Yes?”

Then Unjucheon's gaze turned to the silver petition.

“Hmm!”