Volcanic Sphere

The diary has walked straight towards the silver petition. It was a rebuttal that I already knew the silver petition.

Silver Petition's face hardened. Because she also recognized the diarrhea. They had met a long time ago.

At that time, Eun-sung was still a young girl, and the diary was not such a prominent time. But their presence was so intense that they looked at each other deeply and looked at each other.

The first thing I opened my mouth to was a diarrhea.

“Ngabo's silver suit, right? ”

“That's right. You still remember? Sister!”

“How could I not remember? I love Ngabo's unmarried woman.”

The diarrhoea smiled at Salfosi. She smiled as bright as a pretty face, but Eun-sung trembled.

“How did you get here? Wouldn't have been easy to get into the Homan. Are you here to make a deal with a Protestant? ”

“You must have forgotten. Originally, Ngabo had enemies in the Homan. I'm back home. ”

“Ah! I did. ”

As if he now knew the new facts, the diary nodded. Her reaction was so natural. But the silver petition was not deceived.

‘Even one breath and one smile are all decorated. You must never go beyond that. ’

The merchant uses everything he has to sell a small item. Smiles, smiles, and seductive gestures were fundamental among the basics. The viewer accepts it as a natural act, but it was all a highly calculated act.

I knew that because I was a silver petition merchant and I knew I would do it. But I couldn't naturally melt it all down like a diarrhea.

“You'll be back in a long time. I haven't seen Tong Ngabo's Merchant since I came in here. ”

“Yes!”

The gaze of the fairy tale turned to the gimbal that was lined up behind the back of the silver petition.

“What did you load? ”

“It's cancer.”

“If you don't, you won't have enough salt in the bad weather, so I'll make some money. ”

“I hope so. ”

“I'll take care of it in the future. ”

“What?”

“My brother, you know, the mythical Merchant Guild, now nests here in Homan. Ngabo is the original owner, so of course we're the guests. ”

The bright smile of the diarrhea became darker. On the contrary, the face of the silver petition was stiffer. Because I felt that the words of the diary were making fun of myself.

He was a ho-man who was completely dominated by the devil. Because of this, the influence of Ngabo, who was the strength of the Homan tradition, was unparalleled. It was no different from deceiving the mythical merchants who carried their horses on their backs in Eungabo.

The eyes of the silver petition trembled, and the diary smiled deeper as it looked at the silver petition.

Eun Su-hyeong repeatedly said, suppressing the choking anger.

“If the Mythical Merchant Guild is going to nest on the Homan, it's our great welcome. When the First Merchant Guild comes in, the natural market won't expand. We have enough of the little Congolese spilled by the mythical Merchant Guild. ”

“Hoho! Humble. By the way, I know you've given me permission. Thank you!”

“No.”

His eyes were bent like a crescent moon.

Men were not the only ones who liked to create sequences and dominate. Women also had such instincts, and diarrhea was such a poisonous tendency.

She confirms her position by placing the N'Gabo, who once challenged the mythical Merchant Guild in a fierce stance. He occupies his place in a place that is superior to that of Eun Sowon.

After enjoying superiority for a while, the gaze of the Wong Dynasty turned to the supernova that stood behind Eun So-wong. He had a delicate expression.

“What about you?”

“It's called the Zoil of Ngabo. ”

He said a pseudonym with a delicate expression. I was a little disguised anyway, so I didn't have to worry about showing my original face.

The diary looked very closely at the appearance of such a supernova.

“Why do you do that? ”

“No. I think I look like someone I know, but I think it was an illusion. ”

The face of the supernova and the diarrhea slightly shake his head in question.

The diary looks at the people of the Ho Merchant Guild behind the back of the silver petition. The merchant's basis was observation and analysis, and the diary was all a habit.

Zhang Jin and his entourage acted strangely. At first it was awkward to disguise as a Ho Merchant Guild, but after a long journey, it became more natural.

Dialogue turns its head to see if it didn't feel anything strange. She said to Silver Petition.

“Well, it's been a long time since I've been home, so enjoy your freedom. It's usually the best home. ”

“Thank you, sister. ”

“I'll see you later, then. I have to go into the company. ”

Dialogue openly told me that I was going to the headquarters of the pagan church. It meant there was no more hiding, no more reason to hide. Her confidence was at its peak.

The lore turned around and joined the group.

“Let's go.”

“Yes!”

The group took their place with an answer.

“Lady!”

At some distance, the Shinhwa Merchant Guild's Assistant Chief of Staff approaches her. He had a cold reason and a brilliant brain, enough to have a star called a cold rhyme.

He noticed that the face of the diary was different than usual.

“What's going on? Young lady.”

“Joe, the shareholder. ”

“Speak.”

“Stick a man on a silver ribbon. ”

“You mean keep an eye on him? ”

“Exactly.”

“Got it.”

The Assistant Commissioner made no mistake in asking why.

Although not very old, the diarrhea has been thick in offshore for a long time. It is like a worker who has experienced all the prenatal pregnancies.

Something strange must have happened when she said it was strange. There was nothing bad about preparing in advance.

The eyes of the diarrhea glow sharply like a blade.

‘Unmanned at the Ho Merchant Guild. ’

She recalls some of the unarmed who were roaming behind the back of the silver petition. They acted as spontaneously as possible, but could not deceive the eyes of the diarrhea.

Unmanned people in the Ho Merchant Guild are different from ordinary gangsters.

Most gangsters don't notice anyone else. Because I think it's natural for a strong man to have everything.

If you think you are a little strong, you will not notice anyone else. It was a natural arrangement for such ideas to be expressed by action.

On the other hand, the unarmed of the Ho Merchant Guild were different.

They were the ones who received money as a sort of cover and sold the force to the top. Natural behavior was forced to be cautious because they were hired for money and tended to lower themselves.

They were particularly cautious in front of their employers, and they did not commit the offence of putting themselves forward. At least most of the novice merchants who knew the origami had that tendency.

That is why I was able to detect the strange atmosphere of the Ho Merchant Guild unaccompanied behind the back of the Silver Petition.

‘They're never just hockey merchants. ’

The merchant's feelings were whispering like that. So far, she has only been wrong once.

"Vodka."

I wrongly measured the size of the bowl from the beginning, so I made a mistake with the tachograph. She was confident that she would be able to bend the wall to her skirt, but it didn't work out the way she wanted.

It is because everything did not know his bowl properly at first. But in the meantime, she has grown a lot. I will not make that mistake again.

I looked back at the story of the diary. I saw the silver petition and the Ho Merchant Guild looking at me from afar.

‘I doubt it. ’

Eun-sung squeezed his little fist.

She just recalls the eyes of her former diary. It wasn't just about the woman's feelings. It was clear that the diary identified the face of the Ho Merchant Guild at a short moment. And it was clear that the Ho Merchant Guild, led by Eun So-hyeong, felt different from the usual Ho Merchant Guild unaccompanied.

“What's wrong? ”

The face of the supernova was also hardened by the look of a serious silver petition.

“I have to be careful.”

“You're already careful. ”

“It's obvious that the diarrhea is doubtful. ”

“No way... Are you sure? ”

“I'm sure.”

When Eun-sung did not hesitate for a moment, the eyes of the supernova were also severely changed.

Until just now, he was thinking that he had deceived the eyes of the diary. It was the same for Zhang Jin and other members of the Corps.

“All the hard work. You can continue to do that. ”

Zhang Jin Nam was defeating a group that had acted strangely. The protesters also smiled and took Zhang Jin's compliments for granted.

“Huw!”

He sighed without even knowing himself.

* * *

The headquarters of the pagan church was built on the site of the old Moulim blinds.

The size of the corporation was enormous, as was the total capital of the pagan community. A huge squadron led to the end, and the tall wall evoked a huge castle.

Decades of years, desperation, and sacrifice were needed to occupy this place. Because of this, the pride of the pagans in the company was so great that it could not be expressed in words.

The palace's old center was also composed of a complex structure.

An escort where elders gather.

Military Ministry, the residence of the Military Personnel of Upper Hangcheon.

The inner house where the core power is located.

Among other things, numerous organizations occupied a single seat in the corporation, forming a huge castle. Among other things, there was the residence of the teacher's spinal cord blood in the deepest place.

A secret land surrounded by walls several times taller and thicker than a man's height. Outside, he could never look inside, and those who were not allowed to enter were the residences of spinal cord blood.

Those who were qualified to enter the residence of the Orthodox Church could only be counted in their hands. One of them was the military, the Upper Hancheon.

The Upper Caucasian Church was qualified to enter the Catholic residence at any time and freely.

The upper cloth that came into the diocese, the residence of the Orthodox Church, breathed heavily after ordering the birds of clothing.

He was a knowledgeable and knowledgeable man, but he was always nervous when confronted with the teacher's spinal cord blood.

Spinal cord blood was God to him.

I was able to rebuild the broken horse because the god of spinal cord blood held my place firmly. Without him, there could be no current paganism.

A large iron gate was blocking his front.

It was the entrance to the diocese.

There was no common guard in front of the giant iron gate. It's because you don't have to.

This enormous iron gate through the Archdiocese was not able to be opened by human power. There was no need for a guard guard to guard the outskirts thanks to a huge iron gate that could only be opened by the power of the institution.

Upper Hancheon said toward the Iron Gate.

“Teacher, that's Agar. ”

Ggb!

At this moment a huge iron gate slowly opens with a heavy sound.

I saw a corridor where the darkness encroached beyond the Iron Gate. It was like an endless passage through hell, leading to the basement. If it wasn't for the torches on both sides of the hallway wall, he couldn't even distinguish his hands from the darkness.

The upper cloth heavily breathed and moved to the aisle. I followed the torch for a while. The corridor continued endlessly until I thought it might really reach the end of hell.

After a long walk, the upper shelf could only reach its destination.

It was a huge underground cavity filled with darkness. Upon arriving in the underground cavity, the face of the upper cloth stiffened. It's because I suddenly suffocated.

Magi was filling a huge underground cavity. Like a fowler, Margie was encroaching on the light.

A man was sitting in the middle of the room, intensifying all the darkness of the world.

The moment I saw him, the upper cloth knelt and cried out.

“The Risen Upper Shelf sees the end of a thousand horses. ”

Kung kung!

Upper Hancheon crushed his forehead on the floor of a steelstone. He tore his flesh and bled out, but he dared not look ill.

In front of him was the blood of the spinal cord, the servant of Manma and the teacher of the pagan religion. And Magi, who filled the underground cavity, immediately emerged from his body.

A person who holds a Magi in his body beyond the limits of the human body.

Even though he had already reached the Magisterium, he was not exaggerating; he was his master and the bishop of the pagan religion.

I dared to face him, but my body trembled and my spinal cord bled so strongly.

The shape of the spinal cord only appeared faint in the dark. Nevertheless, his presence was taking over the entire underground commune. In front of that enormous presence, the upper cloth felt like it was becoming an ant.

“Agar.”

Finally, a negative spinal cord bleed out.

Kurr!

At that moment, a massive underground cavity was screaming like it was about to collapse.