Volcanic Sphere

The first person to feel the signs was a tall cloth sitting on the hillside of the mountain.

“Huh?”

While checking the arrows specially prepared to hunt the damho, he stares forward, stopping all movements.

Doodoo-doo!

I felt fine vibrations through the soles of my feet.

At first I thought it was a mistake. But the vibrations became strong in an instant, and a storm wave struck him.

“No way already? ”

According to his calculations, after a minimum of two angles, the damho would pass through here. Roads also had to be a slope under a hundred mountains away from here.

However, as soon as his skin felt strong enough to escape, he instinctively felt something was wrong and darted his demonstration.

It was made of ten thousand years old iron as well as tactile arrows. Fine defects swirled around the tack and arrows, doubling their destructive power.

An arrow made of ten thousand years old iron in a thousand years old palace.

It was the strongest defeat he could pull out.

I wanted to see if there was a blue energy in the arrow, but I made a distinct arrow shape. I put a strong arrow on it.

Shhh!

A powerful arrow pierces the bush and disappears in an instant.

Kwaaang!

Beyond the bush, the heat bursts, and the fire rises up to the sky. At the same time, the leaves and grass were swept up into the sky in unison and fell like snow.

At this instant, the wall protrudes with a black pavement torn apart.

Spotted black hair and glowing black eyes in between.

The life of the beast has overwhelmed the sky like a waterfall.

The madness of the dam-ho's reckless recklessness caused him to panic with a bow.

“Crazy!”

However, unlike the puzzled mind, his body was already preparing to blow the next arrow.

Shhh!

Subsequently, two arrows flew towards the dam.

This time it was an ordinary attack, not a bowel. Enough to avoid it just by shaking your head left and right.

A dam-ho who spills two arrows blows his fist toward the high cloth. It was devastating.

Puwook!

At this moment, the eyes of the wall were shaken. It was the arrow that pierced his chest from behind his back.

I was one of the arrows he just spilled. It was impossible to pierce his chest from behind his back, pivoting without even a wing on the arrow. If it's an ordinary attack.

“Hhh! It's a victory. ”

Wedges!

Another arrow pivots into the air and drops to the head of the wall.

It's too late to avoid.

Damho widens his left palm toward the air.

Puwook!

An arrow pierced his palm.

The arrows rotate at a frightening rate, breaking bones, ripping through flesh. The holes through which the arrows penetrate only get bigger and bigger.

This was the power of an arrow made of 10,000 years old iron.

It cannot be stopped by any force, it digs and destroys like a human body tofu.

In the end, the 10,000 year old iron arrow only fell to the ground after it had pierced a large hole in the palm of the wall.

Damho's body twisted momentarily. He did not miss the gap, but again put an arrow in the palace of the thousand arrows.

It was a great opportunity not to come again.

A ten thousand year old arrow hits the head of the wall. But the wall that I thought was going to fall has been rushing.

“Khh!”

He hurriedly retreated as he unfolded his vision of the bloodstream, Man-young-bo.

The most important thing to such an archer was the ability to shoot the bow in an optimal position in any case. And Man-young-bo was the best way to make it possible.

Shhh!

Three arrows were fired in a row. All three generations contained the doctrine of victory.

Like a meteor that burns everything and bombs the ground, a 10,000 year old iron arrow falls into the square of the wall. Wherever Damho avoided, the victorious followed him.

“It's over."

The high snow cloth blows an arrow that forms a strong force towards the wall of the palace.

Kuaa!

Another dimension was the attack of power.

A smile of gratitude came to my face.

Although it was not intended, it was a moment of pleasure to hunt the horsemen of the world alone.

Kuqua Guanghua!

Following the victory, a strong young arrow was fierce on the body of the wall. The shape of the wall swept by the explosion tore apart.

“I got you!”

It was the moment when he cried out in a loud voice without even knowing it.

Shuwoo!

The air drifts and the space in front of the high snow cloth is distorted. And the dam-ho revealed himself.

“What do you mean?”

I burst into tears. because what could not be with his common sense happened.

Fugue!

Damho's fist was intense on his abdomen.

With the sound of the leather book exploding, the body of the tall cloth bounces back. At least I pulled up the self-defense force. Otherwise, this one hit almost exploded. But it's still a relief. Because the damho followed at a frightening rate.

Geez!

At that moment, an air bubble exploded, causing a shock to the tympanic membrane of the high pressure cloth.

a monolithic wall.

The balance of the body collapsed as Tinnitus came. Then a fist of damho was flying towards him once again.

High Seongcheon blocked the front to the Thousand Salvation Palace with a periodic response. However, the fist of the dam-ho was exquisitely avoided by the Thousand Salvation Palace and was fierce on his chest.

Stupid!

It was Danyang.

“Darkness!”

The snow cloth twists with blood vomiting.

Temporarily defenseless with wide chest opening. In the meantime, the palms of the dam were adsorbed.

The Oziamm wavelength () gave rise to a spiral career.

Quong!

In my career, I played the bones of a tall cloth. In the meantime, Damho twists his collar. It's an earthquake.

A tall cloth with an ominous destiny draws its last energy and shouts.

“Oh, no! ”

That was the last voice he spat before he was alive.

Kuwaang!

His head was literally stuck on the floor.

My head was shattered like a ripe watermelon and my bone marrow and blood splattered everywhere. After losing his head, his body was thrown upside down on the ground, shaken for a while and fell down as it was.

That was the end of the chief of blood minerals, one of the thirteen tribes of the pagan world.

He was never going to die in vain. But he made a decisive mistake in dealing with the discourse.

I didn't know what kind of unmanned dam-ho was.

“Huuk!”

Tsuuugh!

A bloody azyrang blooms from the body of the wall that stretches out its waist with a rough breath. It was a phenomenon that occurred as his blood evaporated, so far turned upside down. There was intense heat emanating from the dam-ho's body.

Damho gazes at the body of a tall cloth with his indifferent eyes.

The high cloth was certainly a great stickler.

His archery has a tremendous power that he has never seen before. In particular, even the victory of Damho was an unexpected feast. If he had a little more peace of mind, it would have been a pity for him to be spread on the ground.

The mistake is that I didn't know too much about the wall.

Damho looks at the black packaging torn apart by the wind. It was not the wall that was pierced by the victory of the high heavens, but the packaging that he was wearing.

At the moment of the crisis, Damho tricked the eyes of the high snow cloth with a wrap, mixing the doctrine of heterophany with the replenishment, and avoiding the arch. In return, he suffered a massive wound to his shoulder, but eventually he was able to kill the high cloth.

No matter what sacrifice you make, even if it's a scar close to death, you can fight without saving your own body.

It was an unmanned ship called Damhoe.

Throw your whole body out and hit you in any situation or crisis. Confronting, striking, and finding Saint-Roch in the most dangerous Saro was an unrivaled battle.

Damho suddenly reached out to his chest. I caught an arrow that protruded through my chest. It was an arrow made of 10,000 years old iron.

As the dam-ho grabs and pulls the arrow, the tangled flesh tears together in a fine groove. On my back, I felt a tremendous pain.

The blood burst through my lips. It was a pain that was hard to endure even as a diploma. But the dam-ho pulls the arrow out of the gear.

The blood was dropping from the arrowheads. Damho threw away the arrow without foolishness.

A tremendous amount of blood flowed from the arrow wound. Damho tore his sleeve and stabbed him in the wound. Then the amount of blood flowing out decreased a little.

Damho takes a step behind the body of a tall cloth.

Take the floor with your right leg, drag your left leg…….

* * *

“The east has completely collapsed. ”

“He's racing at unbelievable speeds. ”

“The Submerged Gate has been destroyed. ”

“The archers have been annihilated..... ”

“Ah! The Blood Paladin is dead to him. ”

Unbelievable news was spreading.

“Oh, my God! ”

Nam Hyun-seok held his fist tight. Then there was a light of disbelief in his face.

The sheer mesh unfolded to grasp the wall completely collapsed. What is more shocking is that the Blood Paladin, who invited him so hard, lost his life to Damhoe. More than a hundred archers came with him.

That was enormous damage.

Even though Nam Hyun-soo is a central figure of the pagan religion and is an unmanned man who is trusted by the Orthodox Church, he was not able to survive this damage.

Blood feet stood in his eyes. I felt like I was about to bleed.

“Hhh! There was a reason the Black Death King told me to avoid a collision. ”

I convinced him with my head.

Because the power of the Wall so far exceeded his expectations, the strike itself. The Black Death King Jin Do-hwa deserved to be told to avoid it.

But my heart was unconvincing.

Numerous of the men he brought lost their lives, and even the heaviest of them died. His pride was unacceptable that he would retreat helplessly after such enormous damage.

Then came Josaran by his side.

“Are you going to continue? ”

“I can't back off like this. ”

“The Cherry Blossom Network has collapsed. ”

“So let's back off like this? Hmph! No way. I've never backed off or looked down on my enemies. Besides, my men are still rebuilding. ”

Nam Hyun-So looked back.

His direct reports, Mythical Warlords, were eager. With the extermination of the South Palace, more than two hundred people lost their lives, but still more than three hundred were rebuilt.

Their power was enormous enough to be held in the hands of the pagans as well. Moreover, even the Southern Palace had already been destroyed, so morale was at its peak. In their whole body, a strange heat was blooming.

They also anticipate the imminent bloody battle and their bodies react.

You retreat with those hands?

South Hyun-So's pride was unacceptable.

“Ha!”

Yosaran sighed as he looked. because I realized that I could not turn his decision in any way.

“If you're scared, you better back off. ”

“Are you provoking me? ”

“Excuse me?”

“We can't back off until we pay off our debts. ”

“Hhh! I knew it. ”

Nam Hyun-soo spilled a phoneme. But Yosaran couldn't smile.

I had no idea that the debt he owed would be so shackled.

I hated the fact that I had to fight this cowardly, not fear.

She had a body in the pagan world, but she thought she was a legitimate unattended person. I had never been cowardly in front of a battle, even though my hands were cruel and I couldn't see the circumstances.

Yosaran raises her head and looks at the sky.

It was a new evening. I was in the middle of a bloody sunset.

The sun sets and someone shows up with a long shadow.

He was as bloody as a sunset in the red sky.

Yosaran's eyes sparkled cold.

“You're here.”

“Advice.”

Nam Hyun-su growled.

The man who appeared behind the bloody sky was Damho.