Volcanic Sphere

408 Ch 3. Daeyeon (v. 一 人) Cheonaji Mang (2)

As if hit by a cannon, a large boat carrying so many people fluttered and a broken plank splashed everywhere.

“Ouch!”

“What is this? ”

On a fluctuating ship, people rolled on the floor. From their point of view, they were struck by lightning.

The Brothers of Jingprogress and South Palace did not look as ugly as they were because they had learned nothing. They saw where the wall stood, balancing the Yonkedo.

At that moment, their eyes widened.

The player of the ship disappeared without a trace. Like a cow with its head cut off, the athlete's boat was rocking in jeopardy.

There was a huge arrow in the player's seat. The arrow struck the player in the face.

“Brother!”

Instantly a light of relief appeared in the face of the progress. It was because the wall stood on a big arrow stuck to the player.

“Progress!”

“Yes! Brother! ”

“Get out of here on horseback with the children as soon as you land. ”

“Yes? But……. ”

“Do as I say. ”

“Got it.”

In the words of Damho, progress nodded without saying a word.

“Take the Black Ear with you. ”

“That's..... ”

“You'll need it. Exit the castle and wait for me. ”

“Got it.”

The advancement went down to the ground floor of the deck where the horses were with the Southern Palace brothers. The eyes of the dampho narrowed.

I felt alive.

It was not the livelihood of such a diverging baby. It was a frighteningly refined, highly focused life.

The distance between the ship with the dam and the river's foothills is over a hundred. I hit this big arrow so precisely at such a distance. It was an imaginative archery.

I felt the life beyond the river sweeping through the ship. Widespread livelihoods came together as one thing. It was straight for Damho.

Too-hoo!

At that moment, the air ran out. The archer beyond the river once again struck the arrow.

The wall moved.

It was an arrow that blew at itself. Check with your eyes and you'll be late if you move. I had to trust my gut.

Kwaang!

The moment Damho flew into the air, a large arrowhead of manners twisted where he stood. The deck burst out and the wooden debris splattered all around, covering the view.

Puck!

At that moment, a small arrow in the palm of a child's hand twisted onto the shoulder of the wall. With only a collar, the entire little arrow was embedded in the wall's flesh.

Damho's eyes were shaken.

It wasn't about the pain. because I didn't feel any sign of it until the arrow was stuck.

Sieing!

Later, a creepy wave sounded.

The arrow flew faster than the sound.

I can't believe an arrow that's only the length of a child's palm is flying faster than a sound. I've never heard of a weapon like this.

Wedges!

A huge arrow came flying again. Its size alone was an arrow with the power to overwhelm a dizzying siege weapon. But Damho knew. I know this isn't real.

Kwaang!

A huge arrow hits the ship once again and shook. At that moment, the wall moved to the side.

Pueblo!

A small arrow of courtesy was stuck in his place due to the difference in speed. With only the feathers left, the arrows plunged deep into the deck trembled.

There was no sound, no scale.

Like a brush owl aiming for prey in the dark, a small arrow flies through the air.

I didn't see it with my eyes, hear it with my ears, and notice it. It was avoided by the difference in hair, relying purely on the senses.

The eyes of the dampho narrowed.

It was a superlong-range sniper with a river in between. And the goal was, of course, the dampho.

The unknown enemy, hiding in the bush beyond the river, is aiming for the wall and blowing arrows.

Meanwhile, the boat-gathering captains and sailors were in a state of chaos as the athletes were dispatched.

“There's water on the boat. ”

“Come on, stop it. ”

The sailors were running here and there to stop the water, and the sailors were surprised and only screamed loudly.

The captain encouraged the sailors.

“Drive the ship ashore. If it's too late, you might get a whole head start. ”

I've already crossed the river for over half an hour. The boat will sink before it reaches the shore of the river that turns its prow.

“Who the hell is that? ”

A light of horror came to the captain's eyes.

The captain saw the back of the wall standing alone in the middle of the deck.

Wedges!

A big arrow was flying back at the wall.

“That's nice.”

A cool smile blooms in the mouth of the high snow cloth.

In his eyes there was a large ship that swayed dangerously far above the river. Exactly the black man standing alone on the boat came into my eyes.

He was as far away as he could see visually, but his eyesight was superior to that of a hawk, capturing the man in black.

“Advice!”

He was the damho.

Damho no longer avoided the giant arrows.

He strikes at the arrow that flew all the way to the front of his nose.

Kwaaang!

Only a small child's head hit him in the air with one arrowhead and a fist of a wall. I wanted to see if the flame burst from the steel arrowhead with the inner ball, and it exploded. In the aftermath, the wall's body was pushed backwards, but it still seemed to be rebuilt.

“Hahaha! That lunatic! ”

After a while, he forgot to blow his feathers.

The huge arrows that were blown at Damho were not blown by personnel. It was a big mechanical rower in front of him.

It was impossible to fly unless it was a demonstration made by pinching a lot of cogs, springs, whale gutters, the shell of a dinosaur, and a blue dragon.

Originally developed as a Siege Weapon, it was not a weapon for a single individual. Inner pores, archery, and strength beyond human limits were the only things that could attract demonstrations.

He disabled it with a single fist that contained an arrow that had enough destructive power to penetrate the thick wall. That ridiculous sight made the high cloth laugh.

“What a great guy. The heads of the Thirteen didn't die in his hands. Khhh!”

The star of Kohlsoocheon was the master of the Blood Mine, one of the thirteen tribes of the pagan world.

Blood minerals were unusually euphemisms who specialized in archery. Originally, the unleavened men of Kangho were very clever in their archery. It was because he thought that the assault in the distance was against the spirit of the unmanned, not directly against the body.

Because of this, foreigners who practiced archery in the Ganho received astronomy and became the targets of the officers. But it wasn't a pagan. Rather, it recognized the strategic value of bows and fostered focus.

The dominant euphae was the bloodstream.

Blood mines collected all archery and bows that existed under the sky as well as the archery and bows of the lieutenants.

The mechanical paddle he fired came from the west, and the eagle bow that flew away from the thaw was hard to get.

He was particularly fond of the Horn Bow and the Aegis that came from the thaw. Its size is small, because its power is superior to any arch.

If I was a helpless master, I could avoid hearing only the trajectory of the arrow and its rupture. But agitation was impossible.

It's too small to be visually checked, but it's faster than sound, so the rupture goes off after one stroke. So he enjoyed using the agitator. Most masters have been dealt with on the agitator line. But the walls were different.

After allowing the first strike, he avoided all without ever being struck by an agitator. The caterpillar has become useless.

“That's nice.”

The tall cloth holds a small Horn Bow on its back and pulls out another bow. It was as big as an adult arch.

The Grand Palace, called the Palace of the Thousand, was a recruit handed down to the master of blood mines for generations to come.

The fact that he took out the Palace of Heaven was proof that he decided to do it properly.

He came here because of South Hyun's request for assistance. Until he became acquainted with Damho, he was not so fond of being mobilized by the Cherry Blossom Network.

I thought I could hunt an arrow from a distance, no matter how great it was. But now I realize for sure how misguided it is.

Burr!

My body trembled.

It is because of the gaze with the damho.

There were still more than seventy rivers between him and the dam. It was not easy to identify the opponent's face beyond that distance, even though a normal person was of course a self-taught cormorant. However, Damho was staring at the bush that was hidden from him.

It was reported to him that the young man lived in the black eyes of Damhoe.

Damho took his hand to his shoulders with his feathers stuck. However, the feathers remained deeply embedded, leaving nothing in their hands. It was impossible to pull it out like this.

High-temperature cloth laughed at the wall.

“Heh! It's no use. It's not that easy to pull the feathers. ”

It was then.

Suddenly, the wall presses the feather of agitator with its right index finger. Then the feathers dug deeper. It is to pluck it out and push it deeper into the slab.

Chuchem!

The sharp arrowheads cut the flesh and dug deeper. I would feel terrible pain, but I didn't blink a single eye. His gaze remained fixed on the high cloth.

“Me, me? ”

Puhuk!

At that moment, the agitator pierced through the seedlings of the dam. through the shoulders. Damho stops pushing the feathers, and takes his hand behind his shoulder.

I caught the arrowhead of an arrow. Damho pulls the feathers.

That drama!

Finally, the feathers were completely revealed. The arrowheads burst with flesh and blood soared like a fountain, but the wall did not moan once.

The feathers fell from the hand of Damho. An eagle that loses its circle rolls out onto the deck.

Headaches!

The heart of high snow cloth trembled greatly.

I've never seen an opponent like this before.

The blood was boiling.

The curiosity and jealousy that was buried deep in his heart were reaching out to him. His actions and his eyes provoked him.

“Yes! This should be it. That's why I came all the way here. ”

The high cloth empowers the hand that holds the Thousand Salvation Palaces.

I was happy to meet an opponent who could use the Thousand Salvation Bow.

He raised his hand. Then unmanned blood mines appeared all over the bush.

One of the same thirteen tribes, the whole sword, led to a one-man battle, while the blood mines he led always retained a hundred men.

All 100 were archers as brilliant as the snow cloth.

“Begin the horse-drawn hunt. Drive him to the promised place. ”

“Names!”

Archers shot arrows at the demonstration in unison.

Two hundred eyes, a hundred arrows, headed for the ship on the wall.

I wanted to see if the bow was bent like a full moon, but I threw up the arrows in unison.

Shuwoo!

More than a hundred arrows flew towards the ship in unison.

Archers threw arrows at the demonstration without even confirming the results. That was an enormous blow.

They fired five arrows in an instant.

“Argh!”

“Sa, save me! ”

The ship quickly became an Asura. Passengers who could not escape into the uncharted cabin fell with arrows and sharp arrows on the deck plunged like hedgehogs. But none of the numerous arrows were violent enough for Damho.

His feet were covered with dozens of arrows. The ends of the arrowheads were blunted as if they were hammered.

Dozens of arrows have flown towards the dam. But I didn't avoid the discourse. He stares at the arrow that flies forward.

Dozens of arrows struck his body in an instant.

Titting!

However, the arrow bounced off the ground as soon as it hit his body or lost its strength.

Ooooooooo!

The dam-ho's body was crying.

The shield, which is a superoscillating pore, is unfolded. It was impossible to pierce his shield unless it was an agitator.

Almost half the boats he was on were submerged. But at a slower pace, he was steadily approaching the land.

Kung!

The boat finally touched the land. And the damho got off the boat.

I felt the net of life.

The chimpanzee, the wall, took a step into it.