Volcanic Sphere
Chapter 7: The Sky of Melting Falls (1)
“This?”
When I was dizzy, I looked at the devastating view spread on the deck with my eyes frowned.
On the deck, it looks like you've sprayed red pigments. The red liquid that slowly flows through the deck's bone was definitely human blood. Meatballs and bones all over the place proved that.
Like grinding a man with a big mill, he felt the humiliation of silence rising in the harsh landscape.
“What the hell?”
When the silent light is not escaping the chaos, the wall walks into the middle of the deck.
Standing in the middle of the deck, he looked around everywhere.
The entire floor was being watered red, but if you look closely, there were traces of spiral. The centre was where the dam stood.
From here, a spiral of energy stretched out and curled up those on the battlefield. And I grinded it like a mill.
A little black light dawned on Damho's eyes.
‘Steel pores ( Qi). ’
Often, when you enter the air free, you train the inner air with the outer air.
At some point, if you practice the inner workmanship, you feel resilient and eat herbs. At this point, you can walk into a world of no proper workmanship.
With the sword, most of the unmanned people who operate in the Great Lakes will stay on this land.
If you go one step further out of here, you will be able to express yourself with a sword, so I called it a sword.
Because it can hurt a person with a sword, it is commonly referred to as the tip of a swordsman.
One more step here was strength ( Qi).
Energy is typed like a glowing light shining in the night sky, giving itself light. If you put strength on a sword, it becomes a sword. If you put strength on a sword, it becomes a sword.
Strength was not just a high internal porosity. It had to be accompanied by enlightenment. The wall was high and high, so most of the Ganho masters were frustrated in front of the wall of strength.
Therefore, whether we can operate the strength has to be a measure of the absolute strength of the strong.
Sequences were also determined among absolute masters, depending on how many ferrous pores they used as free materials. Even the same steel pores differed greatly in power according to the type of realization and cooked bar.
The remaining traces on the floor were incredibly fine that the steel pores were widened. It would not have been easy to find the trace if it had not been for the wall.
It meant that the steel pores were handled as delicately as possible, and yet the destructive force was not reduced at all.
I have fought so many enemies with strong energy so far, but this is the first sign of an unmanned man skilled at dealing with strength.
Just as the painter at the beginning of the landscape boasted of his skill with a few blows, the master of the steelworks boasted of his skill with delicate strength and intense hands.
His arrogance, confidence, and ruthless heart remained like a pearl, provoking the heart of the Wall.
The silent light approaches as the dam-ho gauges the remaining scar marks on the ship.
“These are the unarmed of the Southern Palace. ”
“A southern palace?”
“Yes!”
The silent light was shed with blood. The bloody bronze was clearly engraved with the two letters' Nam Palace '.
“You can only have the direct descendants of the Southern Palace. ”
“ ……. ”
“It looks like the Southern Paladins, where they raided the pagans. ”
In the words of Silent Light, deeper goals were lost in the glance of the wall.
If they were indeed unmanned by the Southern Palace, who had the task of raiding the pagans and luring them into defeat, their mission would have been a failure. There was still a considerable distance from here to the Lost Kingdom.
Damho once again looked around the deck.
Unmanned was an arrangement to speak in vain. The master of the Iron Duke was also talking about the trail he left behind.
It's not over yet.
This is just the beginning.
His murder was still being carried on by a wave of air. A master of this magnitude could hardly be satisfied with killing some of the unarmed of the Southern Palace.
“I have to hurry.”
“Yes!”
Silent light replied with a stiff expression.
Everyone on the Unmado River is dead. Of course, the unmanned men of the Southern Palace, even the elders and dozens of piles of piles, did not leave a proper form.
If you can't see the tragedy and feel the crisis, it wasn't silent.
Silent light hurriedly lowers its belly toward the back of the Unmado River. I'm trying to rob a ship as soon as I can.
“Brother?”
The Empress summoned him. Her face was then paler than ever.
Damho held her without saying a word.
* * *
“That's really blue. Beautiful!”
I murmured as I watched the sulfuric acid filled with greenery and the sky unfolding endlessly over it.
It was the Yeongmung Gate that lived here for a lifetime in the Supreme Palace of Sulphur Mountain. Thousands and tens of thousands of times, it was a landscape I've seen over and over again. Even though the landscape is ripe to the eye and nothing new at all, the poison felt beautiful today.
“Huh! I heard that when you get older, you get a lot of emotion. I look just like him. ”
The Yellow Gate shakes its head and erases the fantasy.
Now was not the time to enjoy the landscape or leisure.
The Sulfur Mountain was under total surveillance. Supported greenery from the Lost Bonds and nearby Sanctuary fortified the entire Sulfur Mountain and stood on the border.
One of the eighteen greenhouses in charge of all of them was Yongcheolgyeong, the creditor of Chungcheong-bae.
Yongcheolgyeong actively moved on behalf of the Yeonggyeong Gate. It was up to him to deploy troops and build defensive camps.
“Phew! I'm old now, too. I guess I'll just have to take over and retire after this bloody egg. ”
It was not a matter of nudity or fitness. It was a problem that I couldn't stand the barbaric years and my heart grew old together.
“On this occasion, I will marry the sun and the Spirit, and I will watch their backs. ”
I knew that the Holy Spirit had a heart. Recently, the heart of the Holy Spirit has also been very attentive to silence, so there will be no problem in marrying.
It was time for the Yellow Moon to imagine being so happy.
Quaah!
Suddenly a violent wind blew under the mountain.
The Yellow Gate felt like it was flipping cold water.
“This?”
Hwang Kyungmun also sensed the murder of a master who was proud to have reached the absolute horizon.
Kwaang!
“Raid.”
“Wow!”
At that moment, a thunderstorm burst out beneath the sulphuric acid, and a voice sounded close to the screams of greenery.
“Are you here?”
Hwang Kyungmun grabbed the Patriot Patriot Palace with all his might.
Until just now, I didn't see anything like the old man in the back room.
Now he was the ruler of the greenery standing at the apex of the greenery.
“Gross Bond Lord!”
Yongcheolgyeong came running to him.
“Enemies.”
“You're finally here. ”
“Their movements are faster than I thought. ”
There was a distressing look on the face of Yongcheonggyeong.
He looked ten days later at the time when the pagan movement was fast. At least that's how much I expected to fight the Southern Archery and move this way.
However, the Yeongmun Gate was a success.
“There must have been a variable. What is the power of the enemies?”
“I haven't figured it out yet. ”
“Now, what does it mean to know the power? All you have to do is fight. ”
“The hostiles will never make it up here. Sulfuric acid is already iron. ”
“Yes!”
Yongqiang Gate nods quietly at Yongqiang's confident words. But unlike his behavior, his face was full of tension.
With the wind blowing under the mountain, the dragonglass still did not feel the flesh in it. It is because the difference between the Yellow Gate and the Yellow Gate is that big.
“General Debtor, wait here. This Dragon Gyeong-gyeong is going to jump under the mountain right now and let the pagans down. ”
“I will.”
“Then!”
After Yongcheolgyeong took control of the Yeongmun Gate, he ran down the mountain. After that, elites of the defeated palace followed.
“Let's show them the power of rust. ”
“Wow!”
The morale of the unarmed running down the mountain pierces the sky.
“Whoo!”
The Yellow Gate closed its eyes with a sigh as it looked behind them.
The wind blowing under the mountain became stronger. The wind swept through the skin of the Imperial Gate with an intense slaughter that was creepy enough.
“Coming?”
Yeonggyeong Gate mutters indifferently and pulls out the Patriot Patriot.
Unh!
The middle of the same name as his star was sometime shed with intense cries.
It was the cry of the province, the painting.
It has been a long time since the Patriarchate had this much painting.
Are you nervous, too? No, is the tension what I do? ’
I was having a spasm on my shoulder.
The Yellow Gate opens its eyes with a big breath. Then the tremor went away, and the muscles of the whole body, which had been so tense, relaxed.
Absolutely hold on to the optimal state in an instant.
It was then.
Shuwook!
Suddenly a gust of madness blew towards him.
At that moment, the Yellow Gate looked.
I saw something black hiding in the storm.
As if it were a large bird's wings, it flew like a comb to the Yellow Gate.
“No way."
Yeonggyeong Gate swayed the Patriotic Way with an outburst of rage.
Pacan!
The wings that hit the Patriotic Empire bounced off. However, he flew back to the Yellow Gate, circling in a wondrous orbit in the air.
Wieing!
As if tens of thousands of bees were making wings in unison, the sound sounded creepy.
Hwang Kyungmun pulled up his power. Then a red cluster of light formed in the Patriotic Kingdom. It was a steeple.
“Cheers!”
The Yellow Gate swings toward the wings.
Chung 'ang!
The wings bounced off again with the sound of iron. Almost a dozen wings bounced back and stood still.
The face of the Yellow Gate that stopped the wings was not very bright.
I looked at the supremacy he had in his hand.
Ooooooooo!
The painting has become stronger than before.
It's because I injected that strong endotracheal force. And yet I couldn't break my wings, but I just did.
It was then.
Glug!
The wings folded and revealed what was inside.
Unlike the black wings, he is new.
Hair was white, and skin was as pale as a person who had never seen the sun in his life. Even the eyes are small.
What I thought was a black wing was actually a big bloody doctor.
At the moment of confirming his substance, Yeongmung felt a horrible emotion of unknown identity.
He opened his mouth.
“You said you were an absolute prodigy! ”
“Did you just attack without saying hello? You don't know how to behave like a pagan. ”
“You don't deserve my greetings if you don't stop that much of an attack. ”
“You're raving.”
“Because I deserve it. ”
His lips curled as he drew a line. I'm smiling.
Yeongmun shouted as he aimed at him with a defeated crown.
“If you are a blacksmith, reveal yourself. ”
“Whew! You're still calling me an absolute meltdown. All right! That's the kind of curiosity you should have. My name is Progress. ”
“Progress?”
“This is the body of the Black and White Lion who holds the Lord. ”
“Dark Death King Jindo-hwa. ”
The eyes of the Imperial Gate sank deeply.
If the opponent really is one of the black and white lions who looks at the Horsemaster in the near future, he was a giant.
“You have a great idea. ”
“I never meant to come here. I was going to stay away and watch the fight against the Southern Archery. ”
“But why? ”
“Because of the tremors of the Southern Palace. I wondered why they were so desperately trying to lure me here. But now I see. ”
As he said, he intended to watch the struggle between the pagans and the Southern Archers from a distance. His mission was to help the master, not to engage in a direct fight.
Not until the South Palace raids the constellation that formed to lure the pagans. It was the unarmed who led the march that the Starfleet raided.
Progress was willing to pass on their provocations and lures. I dared to raid him and crush the lures. Still, the thirst didn't go away.
That's why he came up here.
The smile of progress became darker.
“I hope you're strong enough to relieve my thirst. I like to taste strong blood. ”
“I will not be disappointed. I am also a lifeless man who has spent a lifetime at the Emperor's Gate. ”
A thick tendon rises on the back of the Yeonggyeong Gate, which twists the Palace Hall. And the bloody Azirani growled.
“Chaaaaah!”
The old tiger roars.