Volcanic Sphere

Blood feet stood in the eyes of the Southern Palace.

He barely supported himself on one knee with a sword in his right hand.

His gaze turned to the opposite arm without holding the sword. But the place where the arm should be was empty. It is because the arms have been torn apart from the shoulders.

When his hands just got entangled, Damho ripped his arms from his shoulders. The muscles ripped out, the flesh ripped out. And the pain in which the bones were ripped out was so terrible that one could not even imagine.

For a moment, the reason behind the Southern Palace flew away.

The southern archer's throat flinches and stares at the wall. Seeing someone else holding his arm that had just been his until now led him to fear beyond loss.

“You?”

The Southern archipelago used the sword as a support to force his body to rise. Blood was flowing from his shoulders as his arms were torn apart. At one moment too much blood escaped and I lost my mind. But the Southern Palace suffered viciously.

I couldn't show weakness in front of the enemy.

Even though he lost his arm with the wrong choice at one moment, his right arm with the sword remained. Then we can still fight. The Southern Palace is not weak enough to collapse.

Huung!

The Southern Palace forcefully lifted its power. Then the atmosphere of the squadron began to sympathize with his bets.

“As I've heard. You evil bastard! Because the Holy Spirit is disgusting, so is the method. A man like you will never get a cloth of hope to scare people with fear. How can a man who has not attained the righteousness of heaven discuss the justice of the law, and stand before men and lead them? You will never be a hero who will save you from defeat. ”

“ ……. ”

“He who acts for the sake of slaughter like you will never understand us. Our suffering, our choice of heroes, who had to enter the apostleship themselves. But our descendants, who will live in a world that will not be understood by our common sense in the distant future, will understand our decisions. This is all for them. ”

The southern archipelago lifts its sword and aims at the wall.

I don't know if he bled too much or if he lost his arm, but his emotions were particularly aggravated.

His harsh emotions were conveyed to others in the air.

“Argh!”

“Ugh!”

People fell down with a heartbeat.

Those who climb the southern archipelago can only influence others by changes in heart rate. So much so that there was no more to be said about this fierce and malicious emotion.

However, such a harsh energy and emotion did not have any effect on the dam. I could not find any agitation in the image of the wall abandoning the arm I was holding.

The figure brought out the wrath of the Southern Palace even more vigorously.

“How dare you ignore me? I am.... ”

“You fight with your mouth. ”

“Son of a bitch! Your arrogance pierces the sky. ”

“Why do you need a conversation to risk your life? ”

There is always only one choice in the fight.

Kill the opponent, survive, or die.

That was the strength of the wall, and the way the wall lived.

Damho took a step towards the South Palace.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrr! Grrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Stagger's ominous steps stimulated the heart of the posterior pharynx.

The Southern Palace realized that no word could shake the spirit of the Wall.

Truly, it was the first time that an unarmed man like Damho had been killed.

He did not have any sequestration system, and the appeal of emotion was of no use. It was his first time dealing with such nerves and minds as steel. So I felt terrified.

It was an arrangement for people to feel fear of the unknown. It was the same thing for the Southern Palace.

It was a matter of preemptive posture, and the southern oropharynx was completely devoured or different from the postural postural postural period. I didn't want to admit it even if I died.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrr! Grrrrrrrrrrrrr!

The sound of the wall's growing footsteps made the heart of the southern oropharynx tremble even louder.

The gaze of the Southern Archery retreated toward the Southern Archery brothers.

They were the last descendants of the Southern Palace.

Although I was forced to see the Southern Palace being annihilated because of the angel's policy and the inevitable flow of destiny, the Southern Palace will not be over as long as those two remain.

The Southern Palace abandoned all foolishness. Even the obsession that was firmly embedded in my mind.

At that moment, the energy of the southern palate changed.

Everything in the world is gone and only the Southern Archery remains.

At least it looked that way in the eyes of the Wall.

Damho's eyes slightly trembled.

Occasionally, there is a great deal of misawareness during intense fighting. That happens when you abandon foolishness, or when intense aspirations lead to enlightenment.

I don't know what the case is this time, but it was clear that after the Southern Archery, I also gained enlightenment and made progress in an instant.

The oropharynx was different from the oropharynx before the arm was torn off. However, I did not think that Damho was afraid. Rather I thought it was an opportunity.

If the Southern Palace is enlightened, he has accumulated enlightenment through numerous struggles and truths. And all that enlightenment melted into the monogamy.

Damho believed in himself. And he believed in the monogamy he had created. His faith was in any case as solid as a rock that would never be shaken.

The Southern Palace wielded its sword.

The rain of the Black River poured towards the wall.

It was the development of the non-swordsmanship, the non-swordsmanship. It spread the same way as a non-swordsman, but its power was not worth it.

Kurr!

A thunderclap spread in the dry sky.

It is full of strong rain pouring into the Retina of Damho.

I had no place to avoid, no place to retreat, no place to retreat.

Damho grabs his two fists and jumps into the strong rain.

Kwakwakwakwakwak!

His fist pours out toward the front without turning a breath.

It was the technique of blowing twenty-four strings between breaths, under a hematopoietic vein.

The final chapter of the venomous currents that bleed the earth and the four corners of the earth collided with the non-sword river.

Lightning!

There was no sound. There was just an explosion of dazzling light.

Wudang Bath!

The faraway advances and southern palace brothers were swept away by the explosion and rolled back.

They barely looked forward, raising their bodies.

But my ears ate. My ears were full of tinnitus, so I couldn't hear anything else. I looked at each other and said something, but I couldn't hear.

In the end, they gave up the conversation and looked at the place where the damho and the southern archipelago broke out. At that moment, their eyes widened.

Damho stood bloody. But it was still awkward and unshakeable. On the contrary, the oropharynx was almost unconscious. Nevertheless, he did not fall because someone helped him.

Someone intervened at a crucial moment to save the Southern Palate.

Damho's eyes fluttered.

Even the madness in his eyes felt the creeps rising. It was the same for those who intervened in the fight and saved the Southern Palace.

She was a late thirties beauty with a silver scarf around her neck. She was such a woman with an unfathomable foam and overwhelming intimidation of her son-in-law. And Damho knew her identity.

“Stan…… Wang Mo. ”

“Long time no see, kid. ”

She was Seo Wang-Mo, a member of the Priesthood.

The head of the dam-ho turned roughly. That light move has given me the life to process.

I didn't know why the Dragon Tale intervened and why it saved the Southern Palace. But just one intervention in her fight was enough to arouse his anger.

“Why?”

“I need him. You give up.”

I looked at the throat of the Southern archipelago, which holds the Dragon Talisman. It was urgent that the palate be rigorous. The exterior looks fine, but his internal organs were crushed by a huge mortar. If we leave him like this, he will surely die. So she injected the inner ball into the back of the oropharynx.

The eyes of the dampho narrowed.

“He's mine. ”

“I'm sorry. I don't care, but I want you to give up. ”

“What if I don't?”

“I'll ask you this. ”

Suddenly, the solstice bows to the dampho.

At this moment, the eyes of the wall were shaken.

The opponent was Seo Wang Mo Yonghwa. He was a member of the Priesthood and one of the strongest men in the world. He bowed his head and asked for help.

“I really need a southern palate. ”

His face was filled with eagerness as he looked at the mural.

An absolute unarmed man on the edge of the heap was seeking permission instead of using force.

After a brief look at the tale, the wall retreated one step. It meant accepting the proposition of a solo tale.

“Thank you. I will never forget this grace. I will always repay you. ”

I thought it was a good thing that Yonghwa didn't fight the wall.

It was not a natural phenomenon that the sound did not burst in the last collision between the wall and the mandibular canal.

It is because the workforce to be processed from the body of the damho has eaten even the sound.

The opponent is completely unaware of the natural phenomenon. Dealing with such a thing was also a burden for her.

Above all, the solo tale didn't want to turn him into an enemy yet. I was so reluctant to turn the enemy around.

Simply weightless, he will be higher. However, fighting in the Great Lakes was not simple enough to break the path of victory and defeat.

There were countless things to consider on that day, such as body condition, mind, attitude, and sensation. It was my mind that the polygraph was the greatest of all.

Emotions such as mindfulness as an unmanned person, a willingness to kill an opponent, readiness, and determination.

In that respect, there was a shortage of solo tales. She climbed a land that had no enemies a long time ago and did not feel the need to fight because of it.

There was no need to fight, so there was no need for jealousy, and the years turned on and became as hard as granite. Because of this, it was not easy to pull up the speculation when you were dizzy. The mind is not moving.

For example, if you want to fight, you should shave your heart out. Her body remained young thanks to a strong inner air, but her psychiatric emotions were those of an old man who had worn out for so many years.

I didn't want to go on the adventure of fighting the Wall for the same reason.

Damho was young, had a strong spirit, and under no circumstances necessarily had the determination and determination to process the battle.

Apart from handing over the bridge, it was perfectly unmanned. Fighting him like that was reluctant even as she was.

‘No matter how much your body is anti-labouring, you can't even get your old mind to rejuvenate. ’

The solstice closes your eyes for a moment.

If his or her mental strength had been maintained at some point, there would have been no reason to go through such a cumbersome process.

I would have asked for it and got what I wanted.

I couldn't do that, so I had to ask Damho to do it differently so that it didn't fit into my mandate. And for some reason, Dam Ho often listened to her.

“Thank you.”

“ ……. ”

“And I'm sorry. I can't tell you anything. I hate the difference between me and the pledge. ”

Her eyes were mixed with complex emotions.

Damho looked at the tale without saying a word.

He gave up the Southern Palace because of his youthful earnestness. Truly, that desperate eye moved the heart of the wall.

I wanted to ask you a lot, but I didn't have to ask.

The tale is tied to a pledge. A master like her could not break the vow and give an answer. I'd rather choose death.

I stared at the greenhouse glaring as I tried to leave with my head on my shoulders, which was knocked out by the Dragon Talisman.

“Child.”

“Yes? Yes! ”

“You come with me. ”

“What's that supposed to mean? ”

“He has played a prank on your body. I'll heal you. Come with me. ”

In the words of an idyllic tale, the melting water drenched my eyes for a moment. Then the soluble tale reached out to the greenhouse.

“Take my hand. ”

In the instant, the mind of the greenhouse came to rest.

She couldn't resist the words of the solo tale. As if holed up, the greenhouse holds the hand of the tale.

The solstice holds the hand of the greenhouse and looks at the wall for the last time.

“I wish you luck. And be careful. If you know that the Southern Palace is in your hands, they will never stand idly by. ”

“That's what I want. ”

“What?”

“Tell them to crawl out. You don't have to look around for a day. ”