Volcanic Sphere

Chuchem!

The body of progress has grown longer. I wondered if the black shadow would drop from where he was standing to where the wall was, but soon it was united.

It was heterozygosity, the culmination of momentarily changing places, as if it were a spatial shift. It is merely that if there is a difference from the conventional heterocycle, it has traveled a much farther distance.

The light flashed in the eyes of the progress light that appeared in front of Damho's nose.

“I'll tear that mouthful to pieces. ”

Shh! Shh!

The black wing-like windmill grows and twists the wall. Black-blooded clothing, which expands to a dreadful size, ignoring its physical size and area, was one of the reporters of paganism, the Dragon Blood Cell.

Deep in the boreal forest of the South, there was a creature called the Black Blood Sleep, and the thread emitted by the Black Blood Sleep had the same strength and flexibility as steel and silk.

Threads made of black hematopoietic material had increased properties when injected into the inner cavity, which was so difficult to obtain that few people knew about the reinforcement.

The aphrodisiac technique was to use dragon blood cells made of black blood. The dragon blood cells were transformed according to his will.

Damho stretches his fistula toward the dragon blood cells.

It was a devastating episode of spontaneous brain sounds. But not this time. The moment it hit, the dragon blood cells changed gently and absorbed all the shock.

I felt nothing in my fist as if I had hit the air. The dragon blood cells that were frowning at the glance of the wall stood up straight like iron plates and covered the wall again.

Glug!

Like a bird folding its wings, the dragon blood cell folds and tightens its walls.

Progress laughed at the wall.

“Any attack is useless. My dragon blood cells absorb all the shocks. ”

A dragon blood cell must be an epiphany for someone who has a steel one-sided defect like Damho. That's why Progress is confident of winning.

When the attack doesn't work, the dam pulls itself up into the air. However, even this time, dragon blood cells blocked the front of the wall.

Kuwu!

The dragon blood cells have produced strength.

In general, it was almost impossible to produce strength with a cloth such as a bloody cloth. But the dragon blood cells made it possible.

A strong young dragon blood cell tightens the wall.

A gale of wind, with tremendous pressure, sliced through the skin of the wall.

‘I see.’

Then Damho could see why the Southern Palace was so shattered by the bodies of the unarmed. Because the strong dragon blood cells tighten like a squeegee.

Once trapped in a dragon blood cell, it was impossible to escape. If it's a common UAV. But Damho was no ordinary unarmed man.

His five fingers spread out and were absorbed by the dragon blood cells. The strong, young dragon blood cells were sharp enough to cleave even a lump of iron. However, it did not hurt the hand of the wall wrapped in silver mangoes.

Tendency and five fingers were completely absorbed by the dragon blood cells.

“It's no use.”

Huung!

When the progress was laughed at, the palms of the dragon blood cells and the adsorbed wall threw up a spiral career.

It was the Ojibway.

Go! Go!

The career of the spiral caused the dragon blood cells to budge. The strength of a young dragon blood cell fluctuated as well.

His eyes widened.

‘Oh, my God! ’

It was common sense that the phantom blood cells infused with his manoeuvres would never be affected externally. At least I've never done that since I used the Ghost Blood Cells.

“Argh!”

For the first time, the dragon blood cells fluctuate with the control of progress.

At that moment, Damho made a replenishment.

Fugue!

The air burst out before spreading the septum, and the shivering dragon blood cells peeled off. Then the body of progress behind the dragon blood cells was revealed.

The waves were intense.

Geez!

The sound of iron resonates and the body of progress is pushed back. Then his left palm was swollen.

I felt a crushing shock on the entire palm bone, even though I was defending it with a hand called the Blood Beast.

That was the power to process.

Progress quickly retreated as the anvil became delicate. Because the power of Damho far exceeded his expectations.

But Damho didn't let him back off.

A strange reception rose and grabbed his ankle. It was like falling into a deep sea and being crushed by a huge amount of sea water.

At that moment, once again, the shattering of the wall exploded. Same posture, same herbivore.

If it had been another UAV, he would have burst into distraction to see if he was laughing at himself, but his progress was different.

His eyes began to change.

“Cha-hap! The Dragon Line." ”

At this moment, the dragon blood cells, pushed by the clasp of the dam, rotate at a frightening rate and fly towards the dam. The strength of a young dragon blood cell also rotated at a tremendous speed.

A huge pendulum made of strength is pushed by the air. Then I hit the wall with my fist.

Kwaaang!

At that moment, the air exploded with a loud noise. The wind swept everywhere and the air was instantly vacuumed.

“ ……. ”

Unbelievable static has come.

In a quiet world without sound or movement, there was a wall in the middle of it.

Tranquillity didn't last long.

Quaah!

The air that was pushed out as if it were filling a gap gathered like a sunday at once.

The clothing of Damho shook like crazy, and his hair fluttered like tens of thousands of snakes. I felt as if my eyes were piercing through the air as I was about to fill an empty space. Still, Damho did not detect the eyes.

His eyes were following the course of progress. But I didn't see any progress anywhere. Instead, only his voice sounded like a hallucination.

― I'll stay back today, Kwon Ma. But we will meet again soon.

The last part was so faint that it could hardly be heard. At that brief moment, he was far from being defeated.

It was a horrendous scepticism beyond the limits of man. Already his mechanisms were gone and no longer felt.

It was time for Damho to stare at the direction in which the progress had disappeared.

“Dad!”

The Emperor came running, calling out the Yellow Gate in a mixed voice.

She embraces the ecliptic door that fell on the floor.

“Dad, Dad! Open your eyes. ”

The Hwang Hye Spirit hurriedly infused the infamous blood of the Imperial Gate. Then her eyes were stained with tears all over.

I hardly opened my eyes when the Yellow Gate was firmly closed, whether her wind was through or not.

“Hye-Spirit..... this is it. Why did you come back?”

“Dad! It's gonna be okay. Hang in there.”

“What about sunlight?”

“Coming soon. ”

“Trust him..... and rely on him. I love him……. ”

“Dad, don't tell me. Giga is scattered.”

The Yellow Gate quietly reaches out and strokes her head in the words of the Emperor's Cry.

I felt like a trident. When the Empress was a child, she tied her head together with her bare hands and did not know how much nagging she heard.

Looking at the messy head, the Empress cried hastily, and the Yellow Gate did not know what to do. Since then, I have never tied up the head of the Holy Spirit.

After a long time..... it was my daughter's hair that I felt for too long. The warmth of her daughter was conveyed through her hair.

I wondered if there was a smile on the mouth of the Imperial Gate, but it was broken. I lost my breath. Without even knowing that, the Empress was injecting the inner air hard into the body of the Imperial Gate.

Damho's eyes sank deeper.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, but the face of the suffocated palace is facing him.

― Please help my daughter.

His eyes, which had lost the light of life, seemed to be saying so.

Damho turns around biting his lips.

All the flames that had just been set ablaze before were gone. The fire was extinguished in the aftermath of the vacuum that occurred during the clashes of damho and progress.

Damho walked down the mountain with the Emperor's Spirit behind him.

The progress was lost, but the pagan giants who followed him were unable to withdraw and were still fighting fierce battles with the greens.

Bang!

Death came to them by the name of Damhoe.

* * *

In the Great War, the Southern Paladins sat alone without even turning on the lights. In the darkness that fills the Feud, the Southern Archery wipes the sword.

When he was five years old, he was a sword genius enough to use a checkerboard already at the age of seven. The Southern Palace receives the expectations of the whole body, so he was impatient by the pressure of heavy pressure, but there was no one who had that kind of talent at the Southern Palace.

He wipes his sword with a deep stroke. He wiped it dry and worn again.

It was not easy to wipe your mind like a glorious index while wiping your sword.

“Huw!”

Eventually, he sighs and finishes wiping his sword.

Unknown anxiety was raging. I thought I was done with all the preparations, but I woke up strangely.

“Is it because you're not walking about? ”

He smiled bitterly.

I used the Patriarchate to disperse the power of the Horse. I thought it was for the best then, but I just felt reluctant over time.

The Southern Archery shakes its head within.

“No. Why am I shaking? Everyone in the family is staring at me. Don't shake it, southern archer. No matter what mischief you turn around, you only have to look ahead. ”

It was what he said to himself.

It was good to say I was blind to revenge, and I didn't care if I heard that someone else had done some serious damage for my family's eternal life.

He was born and raised solely to protect and prosper the Southern Archery.

It was time for the Southern Archery to chop to pieces.

“Lord Cow!”

The gates of the Great War were opened and an unarmed man from the Southern Palace jumped in.

“No, they are. ”

“Them?”

“The pagans have been raiding. They have appeared beyond the front gate. ”

“Already?”

A dazzling light appeared on the face of the Southern Palace. His enemies appeared faster than expected.

At least three or four days should have been spent if the lure to defeat was successful.

“What about their power? ”

“Well, it was…… not distributed at all. ”

“You mean the mannequin failed? ”

“That's not the case, but unfortunately, there weren't a lot of unarmed people lured into defeat. ”

“Umm!”

It was time for the Southern Paladins to shed their voices on the answer of the unarmed.

“Argh!”

“They are.”

Outside, the southern palace echoes the screams of the unarmed. The pagans have invaded in earnest.

The southern paladin, whose complexion had changed, hurriedly jumped out.

“Oh, my God! ”

The first sight he saw outside the Great War was the front door filled with fireworks. For hundreds of years, a huge gate, symbolic of the majesty of the Southern Palace, was burned down and a huge wall that protected it from external enemies collapsed. Numerous black shadows poured in between the collapsed walls. It was a pagan unarmed man.

The horsemen of the pagans who were pushed in like sleds were clashing with horsemen of the Southern Palace everywhere.

“Stop them! ”

“No one passes through here. ”

The guards of the South Palace used evil to stop the pagans. But their momentum was greatly broken.

There have been countless attacks on other moonshines during the centuries of the history of the South Palace, but the Bonga has never been raided by other moonshines. And several invasions were well defended.

The sight of the place that thought to be the safest place in the world was trampled upon by the Southern Archery.

“It was no big deal. I can't believe it was this close. ”

I put up a tide as I watched the South Bow Bank collapse from the Jeonju-hyun Temple in Myeonghwa.

It was his men who took the lead and slaughtered the unarmed of the Southern Palace.

“Stop now, you bastards! ”

The Southern Paladins were furious and tried to run towards them. But he couldn't achieve his will. It was because of the woman who suddenly appeared like a ghost.

It was like a dazzling beauty with dreamy eyes. Behind her back, in a heavenly wrap, was a rain wave.

The woman was Yosaran.

“You're mine, kid. ”

“Out of my way!”

The Southern Archery Army stretches its spearful sword toward Yosaran. However, Yosaran avoided the Sword of the Southern Archery too easily.

The face of the Southern Palace hardened. I have a hunch that Yosaran is not usually an unarmed man.

After a short breath, he unfolds a royal sword that only the Gaju can learn. A sword that cuts through the darkness, a broken piece of light, and Yosaran opens her mouth.

“Do your best, Lord of the Southern Palace. ”