Volcanic Sphere

“Phew!”

The Progressive Democracy vomited its sighs.

In front of him was an altar made of huge quantities of branches, and above it were the bodies of the villagers. It was the work done by the Brothers of the South Palace and the Liberation Army.

On one side of the village there were anacs and children who felt dizzy. Their faces were filled with sorrow, losing both family and relatives one day. Still, they can be strong because the bandits who raided the town were all dead.

Damho was an envoy.

He knelt on his knees and slaughtered the forgiving bandits.

There was no forgiveness, no mercy.

It was so cruel, but the villagers were comforted by it. They lost everything to the bandits. Until now, I've been working with someone I love.

Though I was afraid, I was more grateful than that. If it weren't for Damho, Anacs would have been taken hostage and killed.

Bloop!

A fierce fire blossomed from the altar.

The fire devoured not only the trees but also the bodies of the villagers. Anak and the children who saw him hesitated to sit on the floor and sang a great song.

The progress that was watching him fell on his head.

I couldn't stand them for some reason. It was as if he had sinned.

It was a challenge that was not even the least guarded by man. In this dizzying age, those who had learned nothing had to guard the weak with awareness. They are like progress.

The gaze of progress turned to the wall that stood on one side.

A dark shade fell on his face, looking at the altar in flames. In particular, a deep shadow sat down and could not tell what he was thinking.

Today, the damsel is buried in her body with twice as much blood as herself. It was not forward thinking that all that was meant to dilute his guilt.

Damho said that progress is not wrong.

It was a human thing, of course.

The world will turn to hell if those who have such power do not protect the weak.

“Phew!”

The progress of the war once again sighed. However, this sigh had a different meaning than the first one.

It is because he who walks on the path of an unmanned man while he sleeps determines the way forward by his own will.

The Southern Palace brothers could not say anything as they saw such progress.

Those who were most shocked by the absence of progress were the Southern Archery brothers. I really didn't know that such a formidable appearance would be hidden from the progress of a man who always showed good looks.

Most shocking was the absence of progress.

I really didn't know that I could use the initiative to cook. No matter how much reason was encroached upon in anger, the indifference shown by the Progressive Progress gave them such a great shock.

I found a reason to be strong from the progress, and that made me like the progress more and admire it.

Damho said to the Progressive Democratic Party.

“Let's go.”

“Yes!”

Progress replied without hesitation.

I would have watched the makeup to the end and helped to finish it, but I couldn't do it now.

I couldn't even share the sorrow of those left behind. It was up to them to deal with the grief, and there was nothing left to do.

It was the fate of a man who had learned nothing.

The Jingbo embraced the fate of the unmanned.

Damho glanced boldly at such progress. He was feeling that the eyes of the progress had changed.

Suzuk's innocence and unmanned determination coexisted in his eyes. There used to be a fairly large gap between the two, but it is now much narrower.

Damho thought that was enough.

Dust was growing well. Faster than he expected. And in the right direction.

He was different from himself who lacked something.

I looked up at the sky with my tongue on my black ear.

The clouds were flowing as rapidly as the tides of the age. It was a challenge I couldn't even look forward to.

In this age, there must have been a reason why a demon like himself was born.

No, I was hoping to stay.

That way, the reason for living will be clearer.

* * *

Female ( ) was a large prefecture located in the lower hemisphere and the Anhuizal region. Nearby, there is a huge mountain called Cheonchung Mountain, and it is a transit destination that usually gathers a lot of people.

The destination of Damho was a woman. From Jeongnam, it was only a few days' walk to the back of Bong-hyun, where Shaolin is located. But in order to enter the woman, I had to pass the mountain of Heaven.

Cheonchung Mountain was also a place called Myeongsan Mountain in Haman. There were historic vows and historic sites all over the mountain.

Damho and Jin Jin were moving beyond the Cheonan Mountains. Historic vows and ruins were visible everywhere, but neither of them gave a single glance. Only the Southern Archery brothers with them could admire it.

Damho turns his head and looks at the progress of the horse driving beside him. The face that Atty hasn't left yet is still there, but I feel like I'm maturing somewhere.

I felt like an adult for just one night. Damho thought that such a change in progress was natural.

No one will ever remain a boy. Whether you like it or not, you have a lot of experience and become an adult, and once you become an adult, hardened mindsets don't change easily.

When I was still a boy, it was important to have a lot of experience and establish the right values. I didn't know what values progress would have, but I was sure that I was going through the growth pains of being an adult.

Damho turned his gaze away from the progress of the dust and looked forward.

From now on, it was up to the Progress. There was no room to intervene there. And I didn't think Dory was either.

Damho had his way, just as Damho had his way. It was only harmful to the Progressive Democratic Party to intervene more than once.

Purr!

Suddenly, the black ear stops with a rough nostril. It seemed unusual to scratch an elongated floor with your front foot, even if you felt a strange move.

It was the moment when Damho frowned at his glance and looked forward.

“Argh! Damn it! ”

Suddenly someone pops out through the bush in front of you with a rough slander. He was a bloody man with a whole body. The clothing was like a mop, with numerous cuts on the body. If he was a normal man, he would have already died and the man was moving with that scar.

As a blood man, a man raises his head and raises his sword to make sure he feels the same way.

“Who are you?”

“ ……. ”

“You?”

I widened my eyes to see if the man recognized the wall. His face was tinged with blood. He jumps to the wall and shouts.

“C 'mon, Wall. I'm being chased. Please help me.”

Dozens of unarmed men appeared in the bushes where he excelled, even as he proved his word. They tried to chase after abusive behavior, but they often found a wall.

“Bohemian?”

“No way!”

There was a light in their faces that was unbelievable.

I can't believe I met Damho in Cheonan Mountain, a vast and spacious midwifery. It was merely a coincidence.

Namhaek stood beside the shabby wall and said:

“They are no more than the pursuers of angels. I barely escaped while I was being held by them. Help me.”

The face of abuse was full of urgent hues.

It was an abuse that was called a 'thunderstorm'. It was unacceptable that he, a member of the Gumuyong Dragon, who was the earliest member of the Communist Party, asked others for help in such an urgent manner. if you think of his arrogance.

Abuse was so severely wounded. The blood from the wounds revealed to the bone was drenched red beneath his feet.

Damho opens his mouth as he descends from the black ear.

“Angelism?”

“Yes! I need to know their reality under heaven, so take me to Mulim..... ”

Abduction did not finish the speech and was confused as it was. It's because I've shed too much blood with a serious injury.

“Argh!”

The advances rushed out of the horses and bled the wounds of abuse.

Damho looked at the pursuers of the Angel Society who were dancing for a while rather than waiting for such abuse. Their faces were full of panic.

I've been tracking abuse, and I never thought I'd see a horseman here. In order for them to complete their mission, they must have crossed the Wall.

The pursuers looked at each other's faces. Their expressions became resolute after a brief exchange of eyes.

“Hit it!”

They attacked the wall in unison.

Shhhhh!

The air splits on the sword they wield, screaming.

As if they had been on their hands and feet for a long time, their passage could not be more precise. Defensive attacks spill over to the dampho, a strike-through attack that shoots the opponent's breath.

Kuwu!

At that moment, a stream of rough air swirled across the body of the dam. The thermoscope was triggered.

As it stands, the wall shrinks toward the pursuers.

I threw my whole body out with replenishment.

Kwaaang!

The heat exploded. And a dozen balls of coconut milk bounced around. Those who were wretched and lost their original form could no longer be called human beings.

That was the end of the trackers.

Damho stretched his back while standing in place.

There was a big hole around him. It was carved on the floor with a spiral pattern as if the craftsman were a carved piece.

The Southern Bow brothers were looking at the wall that dealt with the pursuers in an instant with the expression that they were bored. I've been with Damho for quite some time, but I'm not used to this.

At that time, the Progress of the Dust told Damho.

“It hurts a lot. It's probably too much to move. I think we should take a position nearby and heal the wounds for a while. ”

Damho nods without saying a word. Then progress carefully embraced the abuse and moved to a homeless place.

Once I set fire, I took off the top of the abuse. Then a terrible wound came into my eyes. Deep enough to see the bones, the wounds twirl like worms and intersect dizzily.

Once she took a pill out of her arms, she applied a golden potion to the wound.

Both the Lumbar Merchant Guild and the golden pill were given by Pyeongyeon. The junior merchant and golden pill that was bestowed on him by the name of God were excellent. The blood stopped at once, and the blood returned slightly to the face. It's a crisis.

He said, wiping the sweat drops on his forehead with his sleeves.

“Thank goodness. Even if the wound was a little deep, it would have been brilliant, but luckily, the difference in the speed was that they all bled out of their urine. The sky must have helped. ”

That's what I said, but the face of the advancement was full of anxiety.

Abuse was a member of the association.

I already knew that the Soldiers had failed the mission and that the Democratic Party was on the march with the Moulim Blind.

The Solicitor General included a number of people who knew him, including the Silver Petition. I was particularly worried about the comfort of the silver petition, but I was still able to be premature until now because of the supernova together. If it is a supernova, there is a belief that it will protect the silver petition. However, when I saw the misfortune of one of the Gumureons, I felt uneasy.

“What the hell happened? The one who took part in the rally and raided the pagan church was suddenly being chased by an angel? ”

Dust was an extremely confusing expression.

His heart was filled with such anxiety toward the silver petition.

I wanted to run to the place where the silver suit is right away. I wanted to know if he was okay and see if there were any injuries.

At that time, Damho put his hands on the shoulders of the advancement.

“The lawsuit will be fine. ”

“Brother?”

“Trust the creek. ”

He was the only friend he believed in. He will protect his acquaintances under any circumstances. Damho believed so.