Volcanic Sphere

“Are you okay?”

“It's okay.”

Despite the sword cloth's bold answer, the penis did not spread its face easily. It was because the wounds on the sword cloth were not that light.

There was no blood on his face, and red adenocarcinoma was evident on the white cloth that he dubbed his chest. He did not appear to have been covered in a white cloth, but he sustained a long, oblique cut from his right shoulder to his left abdomen. Even though the wound was a little deeper, it was deep enough that the viscera was all spilled out.

Even though it was thanks to extremely trained flesh that he could still live with such wounds, the impact of compassion was most significant.

One of the first investigators, a self-taught astronaut, was a newcomer to tax evasion. It protects the heart of the sword cloth, which is almost dead, and it calls itself to rehabilitate its forces.

Sword cloth was so dramatically resurrected from the frontier of death. But his condition was not yet perfect. He was healing his wounds at a fast pace, but it still took him a lot of time to be perfect.

The Sword Cloth raises its hand and touches the wound on its chest. The clear wounds of the bloodstain are not yet perfectly healed. It hurt when I touched it and reminded me of the memory of that day.

Sword cloth bites his lips.

His blood was strong.

It wasn't just defenseless. He had something more than nothing. It pressed the cloth of the sword and prevented me from doing my job. The result was a sword cloth now.

If the Bible and the New Moon had not intervened and asked for it in time, the cloth of the sword would not have been the man of this world.

It was a sword cloth that thought there would be no enemies after learning self-defense skills. Such pride collapsed like a sandcastle after a bloody brawl, but he was never frustrated.

When I lived in the world, I could lose and fall. What was important was not to be discouraged but to get back up. Fortunately, the Sword Cloth had a stronger spirit and courage than the others.

It was not for his own good.

He stood up again, and set the day again in his heart, reckoning with the strife of that day.

The gaze of the sword cloth turned towards the penis.

“He?”

“It's gone.”

The penis shook its head and replied.

After the battle with the sword cloth, the blood wrath disappeared completely from the world. without any trace of it.

Myeong-cheon stepped up and tracked down the traces of blood rage, but he still couldn't find any clues.

“Myeongcheon is doing his best, so wait a bit. ”

The Sword Cloth quietly nodded at the words of the penis. But he thought Myeong-cheon wouldn't find blood. If it had been so easy to find, I would have already found it.

It was a bloodlust that had been thoroughly concealed for decades. Most people in the world didn't even know his existence. Even the swordsman who had been vigorously tracking him was able to face him for the first time in years. I didn't think he would come and easily step on Myeong-cheon's tail.

The penis glances at the face of the Sword Cloth.

There was no defeater's thrash anywhere on the face of the Sword Cloth. I was somewhat relieved to see the firm eyes that would never be shaken even if the sky collapsed.

The penis felt a curiosity that had only been suppressed for the past few days. I couldn't stand it any longer.

She asked herself unknowingly.

“Who's the bloodlust? Is he the Archangel? ”

Sword cloth turned his head and looked at the penis.

The eyes of the penis were longing for the truth.

He wants to know the identity of the fruit that hangs at the end of the truth that he has been tracking for a long time.

She was convinced that the sword cloth she had encountered directly with her blood wrath would know. And the sword cloth was obliged to answer her question. She deserved to know the truth.

Sword Cheon replied.

“He is Mount Hocheon. ”

“Mount Hocheon? Blood Death. ”

“Yes, my swordsmanship was definitely the feast of the Apocalypse of Mount Hocheon. ”

“I can't..... ”

The eyes of the penis trembled.

* * *

“He will be escalated. No, the transfer is obvious. ”

Damho was not surprised by the words of the Qingcheon Wall of Mount Kisan. Maybe because I thought it might be.

It was a wall that hit the monster directly.

At this level, only one master can measure the opponent's rank.

A master who can give power to Damho, an absolute master of the unknown battlefield. I thought he might be one of the messengers of many circumstances.

The polygraph was a woman, and the Festival of the Wind was long dead.

Then there were only two choices left.

Blood Photodextrin Hochelic Acid and Iron Hemoglucin Transfer.

The fact that the opponent was not Hocheon Mountain was an unexpected transfer, but he was still the same messenger.

The question is, why did he lose Izzie and become a monster?

So far, Damho thought that the traitor to the Priesthood would be a bloodless transfer. Because it was reasonable to think that the circumstantial transfer betrayed everyone and created an angel society. But if the monster was really a transfer, the traitor would be a Hocheon mountain.

“The real name of Mount Hocheon is Hocheon. I heard him say that. Maybe Mount Hocheon is the pseudonym he used when he was acting externally. So I didn't think he was part of the priesthood. I was very young. ”

It was a much younger time when the month of birth saw two people. At that time, the transfer presided over everything. Because of this, everyone's gaze was focused on escalation.

At that time, the Hocheon Mountains, or the Hocheon people, were out of everyone's interest. He only saw his face when Gangan stopped by the Angel Church. Because of this, few knew that he was a member of the priesthood.

At least it was enough to know. After spending so many years in Muganhan Hell, I thought that the mysterious stranger he saw might be Hocheon Mountain, one of the priests.

After hearing all the stories of the month of Gisan, the gaze of the wall sank even deeper.

This made it clear that the Archangel's Bishop was Mount Hocheon, or the Archangel. However, there were still more unexplained reasons why the escort who had served as a bishop had lost Izzie and become a photojournalist, and why the Archangel became a bishop instead.

Above all, I still don't know what the true purpose of the Great Lakes is. I still didn't know what he could gain by clashing with the Mourim Blind.

The month of Gisan said.

“That's all I know. It was doubtful that he was really a bloodless escort until he hit the main man. ”

“What happened to escalation? ”

“Probably encroached on Izzie by some method. ”

“What kind of tricks? ”

“I'm sorry, but to my poor knowledge, that's not enough. ”

The month of birth was telling the truth.

But the period of time he was an angel was not that long. Because of this, there were also not so many alcoholic beverages cooked.

Angelic magic has been as vicious or outrageous as one. It was not surprising that one of the most unfamiliar tricks of the month was to take over Izzie and make puppets.

Damho closed his eyes.

― I…… should not be awake yet.

This was the last thing he said when he saw him. Although the paragraphs, paragraphs and pronouncements were disconnected and ambiguous, the escalator said so.

“Shouldn't you wake up? ”

“Yes? What does that mean? ”

A month of mourning was asked by his side, but he did not answer. I didn't ask her any more questions after I realized that Damho was talking to himself. I felt that Damho also needed time to organize his thoughts.

“Phew!”

The month of Gisan sighed.

Although the screening of the Wall Street will be complicated, the person who was shocked more than anyone was the month of the month.

He thought that until now, the transfer had put himself in hell. So I was burning my vengeance towards the transfer. However, it seems that the target of revenge was wrong because of the loss of Izzie.

‘Ho Cheon Nam, what the hell are you thinking? Hell, no? No, it's not. ’

Suddenly, the thought that came to my head was shaking my head and denying it. But the thought that came to mind once did not disappear, but continued to take root in his heart.

* * *

The supernova stands at the top of the Taecil Wand and bends the mulberry mountain.

On the other side, you can see the Shaolin and the Mourim Blind on the hillside of the lost wand. Even though I couldn't see it completely in the boreal forest, it was being conveyed as vividly as the atmosphere.

The situation between the Shaolin and the Mourim was, in a word, chaos.

Blind Namcheon Mountain, whether like it or not, was the central axis of the Moorim Mountains. His absence immediately brought confusion to the command system and dropped the entire morale to the ground.

Nowadays, the mood of the Sorimsa and Murimblin was the worst. I was able to stop the raid of the pagans somehow, but I could not guarantee that they would be able to stop it again if they were to attack with all their might.

“This way, we will certainly not be able to avoid annihilation. ”

Tens of thousands of unarmed people have already gathered in the Shaolin and Mulim blinds. They could all be called elite. If they are annihilated, the periods of Murim will probably not be able to recover for at least hundreds of years.

It was almost impossible for the pagans to rule the world and for the Moorish to regain their former periods in their rule.

Supernova bites her lips.

I've been thinking countless times over the past few days, and I've been sleepwalking through the night. So the conclusion was that there was no possibility of only aquifers here.

The pagans have already concentrated most of their power on the mountains. They built a tight siege, and even at this moment, they were preparing for the fall of the Shaolin and Mourim blinds. It was impossible to defeat such a religion with the power of the divided Shaolin and the Moorish blind.

“All you have to do is die. ”

That was the conclusion of the last few days of deliberation.

Cough!

Supernova grabbed his fist with all his might.

He descended the wand and headed to the shrine in the lost wand. It was precisely the residence of Gwangcheon, the director of Sorimsa.

At that time, all the heads of the ceremonies of Thorim were gathered in the dwelling of Guangcheon. They were also lit on their feet. It was their judgment that after the death of Namcheon Mountain, they could no longer rely on the Mourim Blade. That is why they were obsessed with preparing measures apart from the blind.

“Can I come in for a second? ”

“Welcome. Who dares stand in the way of the Chang Dragon Nebula? Hahaha!”

Gwangcheon enjoyed the supernova. His attitude towards supernova has also changed.

Super Yeonun was no longer a late index of strength.

The star named Chang Dragon Nebula has a weight that cannot be easily treated by Gwangcheon.

“So, what's the deal with Chang Dragon Nebula here? ”

“I have something to tell you, and I have come to risk my chastity. ”

“I'm afraid of what I'm going to say. Tell me about it. ”

The gaze of the Sorim Cerebral Ministry was focused on the supernova.

They were all the forerunners of a long-lived life, and the position they occupied in the river was also great.

I didn't know it would have shrunk to their gaze if it had been the old supernova. But their eyes were not at all afraid of the supernova now.

What was truly fearful was not their eyes, but the destruction of those who were gathered in the mountains.

After a moment of glancing at the cerebral ministers, Chongyeon finally opened his mouth.

“I would dare to ask the warden to retreat. I know how rude and ridiculous that sounds. But I would nevertheless like to say, Of course, the Mourim Blade in Mt. Monkey Mountain will be destroyed by the sorority. ”

“ ……. ”

I felt static in my gut because it was too shocking. But after a while, the cerebral ministers of Sorim began to vomit in unison.

“Are you saying that? ”

“Amitabul! I can't say I earned a small reputation. ”

“Are you saying this in your mind to abandon our home and retreat? ”

Numerous accusations were poured, but the supernova did not blink a single eye. It is because I have already made a willingness to accept any accusation.

Gwangcheon looked at that supernova with deep eyes.

“Do you really think we're going to destroy the Great Barracks now? ”

“Yes, it will. No, it will. ”

“Amitabul!”

Gwangcheon closed his eyes.

Nowadays, the location of the supernova in the Moorim was never low. I couldn't be more ignorant because I even got a star called Chang Dragon Nebula, which prevented the invasion of the pagan religion.

In Guangcheon's head, it was complicated.

He would have been sympathetic to the opinion of the supernova if he had been one of the martyrs of the simple teachings. From an objective point of view, the opinion of Seo-yeon was definitely right. But he was not one of the unarmed.

He was the head of the Great Society for a thousand years.

“No! ”

The eyes of the supernova shook.

It was an answer I was already expecting. But I had no choice but to have my heart broken.

Guangcheon looked at the supernova and said,

“I understand enough what the Great Council has said in its mind. That's how disadvantageous this fight is. I want to follow the spirit of early negotiation, too. But for a thousand years, the Shaolin Company has never left the premises because of the fear of external enemies. Not once. ”

“But……. ”

“That means we have overcome any adversity. For a thousand years. I can't come to my generation and break that tradition. The legend of a thousand years of silence must continue. ”

“ ……. ”

“We will definitely do that. Never ignore the low power of a thousand years of sobbing. Because there is a power in Thorim that you don't know. ”

The supernova closed its eyes.

Since then, Guangcheon has added the word Moore, but I didn't hear it in the ears of the supernova.