Volcanic Sphere

In the body of Namhaek, a red fortune was emanating like a mist.

“Blood?”

A dark bloody progression blew up the guard.

The Red Fortune was the vaporization of the blood of abuse. The entire body of abuse, which had unleashed its fate as evidence, was shrinking rapidly. Suddenly, the appearance of abuse changed like a neck, so it was scary.

“What do you mean?”

The Southern Palace brothers were terrified of what they had never seen before in their lives.

Ooooooooooooo!

I wondered if the red tide and morale resonated. Suddenly, a black space appeared in front of the dam. The black space, which appeared in an instant, swallowed up the damnation and the advancement without being able to react.

The damnation and the advancement disappeared from the world, and the black space shut up like an agate of an animal. Then your new life melted like a candlestick. It was also a welcome, not an authentic one.

The real you was standing at the top of the Cheonan Mountains, not near Damho.

Heterogeneity.

It was a magic that preached his words and intentions through a welcome, not his own.

Now, one of the world's lost thunderstorms' vision tricks was to consume so much internal energy that it was not easy to open it.

Heteropremonition consumed a lot of concentration and a lot of internal porosity, so that even if you opened it once, you would be exhausted and have to lie down for three or four days. So your company was usually reluctant to open it. Nevertheless, it was because of Damho that he performed heterosexual pregnancy.

I honestly admitted that I was not confident enough to deal with the discourse with sincere force. It was too harsh to confront in person, and possessed a terrifying force. So instead of confronting him in person, he went out in front of the dam with a heterosexual pregnancy.

Around where the wall was under the mountain, an astronaut was buzzing like a fog. Astronomy was never an energy that could be created by an effort of one or two.

There were now more than a hundred sorcerers in the Thousand Mountains. The conjurer was similar to the crucible's astrologer. If there is only a difference, the magicians learn the authentic magic of the crucible, whereas the sorcerers learn the magic.

Compared to an authentic astrologer, raising a sorcerer has been twice as difficult. It was because it was not easy to learn such magic. For that reason, there were not many conjurers within the angelic community. In other words, it was almost all of them.

Your company has mobilized all such precious power. It was all because of Damho.

It was simply too burdensome to deal with by force. All I've ever done is look at the faces of the fallen creatures under his fist.

Those who were most defenseless in their respective forces, without covering up their blindness, their witchcraft, and their angels, were even defeated.

Neither Cherry Blossom nor Absolute Mastermind were of any use to him.

In any adversity, the jealousy of the wall that arises and strikes forward has frightened many. At least facing him in the face was too burdensome on this side.

I was trying to catch a troublesome bed bugs, so I could burn them all. So you mobilized a sorcerer.

The sorcerers were only professionally trained in sorcery.

Magic was literally an intercourse.

Unlike magicians who build power or use the truth, the sorcerers use the notes or blood emitted by the dead to build energy. For this reason, when the sorcerers came out of the world, chaos came under heaven.

In the traditional Doga, he saw the adra from the old days and slaughtered it with a visitor's locus. Because of this, the sorcerers did not grow up properly. Since it was so rare, little was known about how powerful a sorcerer was when he learned the right tricks.

It was the same for your company. When the first bishop asked me to raise a sorcerer, I didn't really understand his intentions. But when they raised the sorcerer, and their accomplishments had risen to some extent, they knew the will of the Orthodox Church.

One or two of the sorcerers were not able to exert great power. However, when more than a dozen people gather to perform magic, the power increases exponentially like snowflakes. Your company has gradually increased the number of sorcerers who perform the same magic.

Strange phenomena occurred when the number of people was increased to ten, twenty and one hundred. Enriched morale above its limits resonates in collision with the natural atmosphere.

Until then, even so, I moved on. However, there was an unarmed man who was bleeding nearby. Suddenly a crack occurred as his blood vaporized.

It's like a black space with a sword. The Angel Church called it a 'gap’.

The gap was isolated from everything.

From space, time, and light.

And once trapped in a gap, it was impossible to escape.

I once kidnapped a midfielder and threw him in. He was also an unarmed man called me, but he didn't get out in the end.

The same was true of a sorcerer who broke into my own curiosity.

A space you'll never get out once you get in.

An area where at least a hundred sorcerers must perform magic.

Since then, the angels have called it Hell.

Once they opened the Inferno, the sorcerers had to lie down for more than a year. It was only a year to recover, and it took me several times as long to regain my original skills. Such a burdensome enchantment was hell.

In the Angelic Church, we left Hell as a number of splenomegaly.

It was used to lock up the one number that was left behind in case there was no place to retreat.

“Ohm!”

At this moment, more than a hundred sorcerers were scattered all over the Cheonan Mountains, concentrating on spreading hell.

Their cheeks went into thin air, and the whole body was sweating.

The sorcerers sacrificed abusiveness to open the inferno, and also locked the wall. If abusive behavior had not been with the group, it would not have been possible to keep the group in Hell.

You thought it was a good thing everything was going as intended.

It was also very burdensome to mobilize a sorcerer who had kept the spleen hidden. because it was against the will of the Orthodox Church.

“Hell is a world and an isolated space. You'll never get out. Rot there forever. Bokma!”

A little mist appeared on your face.

It was a smile that came from the satisfaction of removing the wiener.

He literally removed the wall from the world. I didn't kill him myself, but I erased his existence, so I accomplished my purpose. If you only like one thing, you won't be able to use the sorcerer for a few years.

“Darkness!”

“Argh!”

The proofs show that the vigorous sorcerers were taking their turn to fall. Their appearance was as if they were all powered up.

An unarmed man who was waiting in advance lifted up the fallen sorcerers and fled the Cheonan Mountains. Your father looked at the place where Hell had remained until the end.

The place that swallowed up the damho and the progress of the dust was recovering from its original appearance as if there was a gap. Hell is closed.

You turned around and disappeared without any foolishness.

The space, which I thought would only be full of darkness, was in fact close to gray. The sky, the floor, everything that came into the field of view was gray.

There was a gray space that was unfolded near the infinite, with dams in the middle, and a dust barrier.

The progress was dreadful.

It is because the eye's focus is not well balanced. His vision was blurred, and his tinnitus was constantly ringing in his ears.

Even the sense of balance was dispersed and it was hard to stand properly. In fact, the Southern Palace brothers did not get up and were hesitant to sit on the floor.

At the very least, the dustbin is ripe to reach the edge of the Great Wall, otherwise he would have sat down like a brother in the South Palace.

Everything was confusing. Fortunately, as time went by, my mind was cleared, and my tinnitus was often heard from my ears. Progress has been adapted to the current situation.

Then the dustbin looked at the wall.

From the moment he entered the unknown space, the wall remained motionless as if it had become a statue.

It was confusing, but so was he. But if there was one thing different from the progress of the war, it was that it kept the iron cold.

Is it some kind of shield? ’

Damho recognized the situation as such.

I don't know the exact way, but I've been told that there are sometimes things that create this kind of disconnected space with the world.

Damho thought this space was also made that way.

It was a heterogeneous space. Everything that came into view was gray, and I could not feel the flow of time.

A world of complete tranquillity in which everything is stopped.

Damho raises his fist and lowers the floor. It was a hit that contained the power of the Phaseong Chu. A single rock collects and collides with the ground.

Too-hoo!

At this instant, violent waves spread and the whole space ran out. And the wall bounced back. An enormous anti-vibration force occurred on the floor.

“Brother!”

The progress of the war came as a surprise to Damho. But Damho raised his hand and prevented the progress from reaching him.

The dam-ho once again unfolds a devastating spine.

Too-hoo!

Again, the wall bounced off with a semi-rigid force. Fortunately, this time, I was preparing for the wall, so I didn't fall behind.

With this I knew for sure.

The world reacted as much as the shock passed on. With the same power. This meant that the repulsive force would return as much as the force exerted by the dam.

It was only then that Damho realized that this place was different from the usual shield. At least it was a place that should not exist in his common sense.

The advances I noticed for a while came close to caution.

“Brother! Are you okay? ”

“It's okay.”

“What the hell is this place? It must be Cheonchung Mountain, right?”

The voice of progress, carefully asked, contained an uneasy heart.

If this is really an environment created by extermination, it was right to call it the Cheonchung Mountain. Even if depletion changes the environment, it does not even change its location.

Damho did not answer. No, I couldn't answer. I couldn't even define what this place is.

The senses were strangely disturbed, and I didn't feel hungry. It seemed like time had stopped.

Damho's eyes sank deeply.

This place couldn't be normal. But I didn't think that would prevent me from escaping.

The only way to get through any difficulty was because there was an arrangement. If you don't lose your cold iron, you'll find a way.

Keeping things cool.

Damho was the best.

“We will definitely get out of here. ”

His voice echoes into the grey world.

* * *

At the top of the softening rod, where the moonlight shines steadily, a clear impression of the road stands alone. The moonlight smashed into his forehead.

Nodosa was the current Jinn.

He looked up at the night sky in the moonlight. Looking up at the sky without any difficulty, the figure of the true man looked like a scholar and mysterious.

His rebellious eyes could not help but dream.

Then the middle-aged master quietly climbed over the softening rod. He pauses for a moment after discovering that there is a true man.

"Goodbye!"

The middle-aged master was the master of the volcano.

The screening is complicated. I came up to the softening rod just to get some air. I found the real person.

After Ungyeong became the master of the volcanic wave, the one who relied most on him was the real man. Even though the nocturnal foods do not spread properly, their presence alone has made people depend on them.

I remembered the sad smile on the mouth of Wunjeong.

Because I didn't know that I would rely on the present sinner. In retrospect, it was a great blessing for the current Jinn to return to the volcanic wave. As he was there, Jinwon was able to lead the volcano as much as he was mentally dependent. If it wasn't for him, he might be in a hurry by now.

Ungyeong thought that the eyes of the dreamy current Jinn were mysteriously shining. I was definitely looking up at the sky, but I felt like I was looking a lot farther than that.

It was then.

“Are you here? ”

Suddenly, the true man opened his mouth and looked at him.

“I'm sorry. You broke cleanliness because of me. ”

“No."

“But what were you looking at? I can only see the stars in my eyes. ”

“I only see the stars in my eyes. ”

The current Jinn smiled with a sober smile.

Ungyeong thought his smile was strange for some reason.

“Are you sure?”

“Why, don't you think? ”

“In my eyes, it looks as if the lodger is reading something more. ”

“You're judging me too much. What will the old man see, who has not yet learned to play? Not necessarily, but I'm losing my mind a little bit. ”

“Goodbye!”

“I don't know if it's actually because of the snow or because I'm old, but I've been dreaming for a while. ”

“You had a dream? ”

“Yeah! What's up? When I saw the stars, I had a dream I didn't know. The dream was so vivid that it was a long time ago. ”

“Are you?”

“I'm glad the sight I saw was so horrible that I'd rather dream. ”

“What kind of dream did you have? ”

The current Jinn did not answer. No, I couldn't.

A world where everything has been erased.

A giant bird that flew through the sky without wings crashed into the earth, and the wagon that ran alone was no longer running, and man became an animal of his own free will. There was no human being in a world full of darkness that was clogged by black clouds and did not contain a single dot of sunlight.

How can I say I've seen such a world in my dreams?

It was such a nightmare that I didn't want to dream again.

I've been having these nightmares a lot lately.