Volcanic Sphere

Eun-sung opened her mouth in a difficult manner.

“What are you doing here? ”

“But I'm mediating, and I have to see for myself. ”

“But……. ”

“Did you load the salt properly? You don't need me to check, do you? ”

“Oh, yes! I brought out all the salt in the silver gavage. ”

“Thank goodness. My body will live thanks to you. Thank you!”

“Oh, no. It's a deal anyway.”

“Yes! A deal is just a deal. ”

I looked at dozens of luggage carts with a meaningful smile on their backs. The cart was full of salt, and the unarmed men of the Ho Merchant Guild were escorting.

“It's good to see. I can't believe you're here with so many Ho Merchants. ”

“First deal with a Protestant. ”

“Yes! It's Ngabo's responsibility until you put the stuff in the warehouse and get paid. Good mind.Your sleeve should be able to grow into a great target. ”

The smile on the mouth of the diarrhea became darker.

“Thank you……. ”

“I hope we've seen it for a long time. Get along.”

“That's how it's gonna be. ”

“Yes! That's how it's gonna be. Shall we go inside now? I've kept the people inside waiting too long. ”

“Yes!”

I shook my hand slightly to the warriors who were guarding the front door. Then the heavy front door opened with a heavy sound.

It was like a giant monster opened his agary and welcomed them.

Eun-sung paused and swallowed the drool. It was a moment of tension for her, too, who usually had more than one distribution.

It was the same for the unarmed in the battlefield, such as Zhang Jin.

For those who had experienced the practice of paganism decades ago, this moment was also giving them unbearable tension.

‘But I'm glad that boy made it easy to enter the Demon Corps. ’

The efforts and sacrifices they made during the First World War to infiltrate the headquarters of the pagan Church were incomprehensible.

Compared to then, now it was like walking along a silk road. It was all thanks to silver petitions and silver gazettes. Zhang Jinmyung thanked this young girl in front of her eyes for such great luck.

Zhang Jin gave a message to the guards of the battalion who came with him.

― Everybody be ready. The moment you get into resistance, you have to move like an electromagnet and deal with the target. We need to get them out of here without breathing. No matter what sacrifice you make, you must complete your mission.

The main goal was also the cerebral cortex of the horse, including the teacher's spinal cord blood. In the meantime, information activities have already identified their residence and behavioral trends.

The choreographers nod slightly to the choreography of Jangjin. I was confident that I had set foot with the young unarmed while I was coming here from the Mueang Mountain Blind.

The source looked around.

The face of the young unarmed came full of resolutions in her sights.

Her eyes, full of resolutions, lit with willpower.

I'm sorry.

I couldn't raise my head because I felt like I was doing something evil with that radiant youth and willpower. But Sowowowowon pressed his heart into his chest.

In the meantime, the Ho Merchant Guild was passing through the exterior. All over the place, the pagans were heavily guarded. But there was no one to stop the Ho Merchant Guild from passing along with the diarrhea.

Rather, I was opening the door on my own so that the diarrhea could pass quickly. Thanks to it, it was easy to get into tolerance.

“This way.”

The diarrhea pointed to a large warehouse with his fingers. The warehouse looks twenty times bigger than the dizzy foreground. With only the material in it, it seemed that those who were in the pagan corps could live for more than half a year.

"Hmm!"

A group of young unarmed men joined in front of an enormous warehouse and stockpile of supplies.

“Move the luggage cart over here. ”

Dialogue pointed to one of the warehouses with his finger and said,

The warehouse she pointed to was the largest of the twenty warehouses. In front of the warehouse, workers were waiting to move their luggage.

The silver platoon and the Ho Merchant Guild slowly move toward the warehouse.

As the large warehouse draws closer, the Moon frowns with an ominous forecast of the unknown. She glances at Socheon with her eyes. Thousands of people felt the same way about her.

It was the same for the Jeongjin and other foreigners. They also felt an unknown disguise.

At that time, the diary turned around and looked at the silver petition.

“Remember what I said earlier? ”

“What do you mean? ”

“I wish I'd seen it for a long time. ”

“Yes! I remember. ”

“I'm sorry!”

“What is it?”

The mouth of the fairy tale dries up at the door of the silver palace, and the eyes glow with horror.

She said, revealing her white teeth.

“It was all a lie. I don't want to see you for long. Ngabo.”

“What's that supposed to mean? ”

“What do you mean? Like this.”

Dialogue raises its white hand.

Gigg!

The doors of the warehouse surrounding the Ho Merchant Guild are open in unison. I saw the unarmed fleeing through the open door.

Zhang Jin, who saw it, shouted.

“It's a trap.”

Eun-sung only realized the substance of the ominous feeling that he had just struck before. They were already waiting for themselves, preparing for the pandemic.

At that time, a 40-year-old man in his early twenties walked out of the warehouse with blue packaging.

As if the pale skin had not been sunny once in a lifetime, the diarrhea bowed its head to the appearance of an impressive elderly man.

The eldest was Upper Hancheon, a religious soldier. With his presence, the horsemen of the pagans who were hiding in the storeroom poured out.

Upper Hancheon looks at Zhang Jin Nam with his cool eyes.

“You were in no hurry. Thanks to you, I waited a long time in a frustrated place. ”

“Are you the upper limit? ”

Zhang Jin stares at the upper cloth with scary eyes.

“Ho! Seeing as you know me, you are quite old, too. ”

“My name is Zhang Jin. ”

“Angelic Enemy Sword?”

“Yes. I am the Great Hellfire Sword Master. ”

I took off the shield that Zhang Jin was wearing on his head and blasted the lion's hoof. Those who disguised his lion's hoof as a sign threw him out of his majestic outfit.

I was a child who lived subtly in the eyes of the upper Korean cloth.

“You've got bigger things moving than I thought. A thousand hostile swords.I 'm surprised you're still alive. ”

“How can I die while the pagans are still alive? ”

“That's good. I can't count the number of brothers in the headquarters who died to you, but I can avenge them this time. ”

“Hm! Unfair noises. Now that I've grabbed the head of the Demonic Army, why not call this luck? ”

The eyes of Zhang Jin were dazzled. In his eyes, as if naturalization were blooming, there was hatred toward the devil.

Rrrrrrrrrr!

He pulls out his sword and shouts.

“I will buy you time, all of you, to fulfill your duties with death. ”

Zhang Jinmyung did not wait for an answer, but rushed toward the upper limit.

The upper limit was like the brain of a demon. If you kill him, the pagan will lose direction and drift.

Tatatak!

Zhang Jin Nam shortened his space in just three steps and shattered it to the front of his nose.

Jiaying!

His sword cried.

His swordsmanship was as powerful as we feared.

The air split, and a strong wind struck the upper shelf. However, the Black Wind that caused Zhang Jin's illness cut his heart out before reaching the upper limit. A middle-aged unmanned man beside the Upper Shelf swung his sword to offset it.

“A thousand enemy swords can be the opponent of this body. ”

His name was Lieutenant. One of the commanders of the Demonic Army, the Flamingo Mage Sword, was his star.

Shhh!

His sword cleaved the space.

Kakakan!

The sword of Zhang Jin and the sword of the river struck in the air and sparks burst. Zhang Jin Nam tried to kill the Upper Cheung from the river, but the road was blocked by the river.

The commander of the Demonic Army did not get it. It was an honourable seat after so many struggles. The valor of the river was that frightening.

The two of them fought with almost a whiff.

In the meantime, the Corps began to move.

The group led by the objector, the angel, rushed inward, and the group led by Sowowowon moved to the other side.

“Stop them. ”

“Track it down!”

After them, the pagans chased him.

Upper Hancheon looked at all the sights with his backpack.

“Looks like the rats in the poison still haven't figured out the situation. ”

The Demon Corps was the place he designed and built with great care. It was an unmistakable nest for the pagans, but a land of despair filled with death traps for their enemies.

“Waaah!”

“Kill the shivers of the blind. ”

“I will never forgive you for taking such a dirty foot into the Temple of the Main Church. ”

The Demonic Unemployers have tracked down the Soldiers of the Quartet.

I swirled around with a lot of life to process in the Demon Corps.

“Aah!”

The face of the silver petition, exposed to a tremendous amount of life, was white.

She was exposed in the middle of the battlefield. All the members of the corps had three noses, and none of them cared about her.

There was a woman walking towards Eun-sung. She was a diarrhea.

“You better get in line. How dare a merchant who has enemies with a Homan help a blind man? Maybe the headquarters just looked ridiculous. ”

“Aren't you ashamed of that? Can't you see that so many peoples suffer because of the devil? ”

“Who says they suffer? Didn't you see the faces of the people in the nightmare? Was there even a little painful light on their faces? They don't care who takes the nightmare anyway. You know why? Because there's no big difference in the lives of the people who ruled this place. ”

“That's..... ”

“That way they will naturally embrace us, and this will be our firm ground. The real change, of course, will begin afterwards. ”

“Profit!”

“Of course you won't see that change. I told you before, but I don't want to see my brother for that long. ”

At that moment, a man appeared behind the back of the diary.

His name was Yoon Sil. He was a lone shareholder of the mythical Merchant Guild and an unmanned man with a star name.

His hands were as cruel as those of Solitude.

Yoon Sil approached Eun-suk. His purpose was obvious. It was to take the life of the silver petition.

As Eun Socheong retreated behind the juju dance, the diary made her smile colder.

“Accept death, whore! ”

The silverware rushes toward the silverware and widens the palm of your hand.

Quaah!

The tension to be processed has been pushed like a sea urchin towards the Silver Petition.

"Progress!"

Eun-sung thought of the face of progress without daring to avoid it. I wanted to see him go crazy at this moment.

It was then.

“Lawsuit!”

With a sharp cry, someone jumped between the silverware and the silverware. The slender woman was the month of the year.

Chuchem!

As if the salmon were going back to the river, she digs through the tension of her black shiny sill.

“Hut!”

His tension, which was so easily crushed, tried to retreat with surprise, but the movement of the seaweed was several times more unpleasant than he expected.

Sugaak!

The sword of the Sea Moon cut off the right hand of the Shin Sil in an instant.

Blood soared like a fountain from a cut wrist.

“Argh!”

The moment a desperate scream burst out of Yoon Sil's mouth, the devastating moon stabbed his heart with a sword.

That was the end of the shining missile.

“Cheers!”

After seeing the figure, the diary quickly retreated.

The Moon retreated without attacking any more. Her purpose was to defend the silver petition, not to kill the diary.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes!”

The Moon quickly retracted and lifted its body into the air with a twisted waist. After that, Socheon followed.

Quabang!

“Argh!”

“Die!”

The screams of murder and malice echoed alongside the roar all over the place.

In it, the upper cloth was smiling alone.

“Do your best. This place will be a hell of a place you can't get out of. ”