Volcanic Sphere

Everyone was speechless.

He said he defeated the Horse Tracer with the help of Damho, but there were many victims. Those who lost their comrades were forced to grieve.

Damho was speechless with a black ear. No, I couldn't talk. It was because he was in charge of his internal injuries with a dark heart.

After noticing the status of the Damho, Chongyeon no longer spoke. I watched only the Moon and the Seven Thousand, but I didn't open my mouth.

The gaze of the supernova turned to the month of the month that followed.

“What about him?”

“Oh, this is the monthly pledge that follows Ho. ”

Progress was first made and introduced. It was only then that the month of Gisan took over the supernova.

“It's called the month of birth. You are a friend of the lord, so please feel comfortable with me too. ”

“Nice to meet you, Gi Huong. Follow the arc?”

“Yes.”

“Huh! I can't believe that lumberjack put someone in charge. Anyway, I hope you'll continue to take good care of him. He's more touchy than I thought. ”

“I'm going to ask you nicely. ”

The greeting of the two ended that way.

The gaze of the supernova was on the Southern Palace brothers within minutes.

“Survivors of the Southern Palace? ”

“Yes! I'm Nam Jeong-hyung, and this is my brother, Nam Jeong-hyung. It's an honor to meet you at Chang Dragon's Strait. ”

Brother Nam Sung-hwa stepped up and introduced his brother.

“Nam Young-hwa is here to see Chang Ryeong-Ne. ”

“Nice to meet you. You two must have had a lot of trouble getting here. ”

In the warm words of the supernova, the Southern Palace brothers felt their tears fluttering. It is because no one but the Progress has ever said such warm words to them. They put up with tears.

The advancement of the South Palace rested on the shoulders of the brothers. When I saw him, I smiled. It was because it felt much more mature than before the breakup. The fact that you can make someone feel like that and give them a sense of stability was proof of the growth of progress.

I was just as pleased to learn that progress has grown as it has grown.

“Guy!”

“Why?”

“I just love it. ”

“Cheat!”

“Nice to meet you.”

“Me, too.”

Short but empathetic words came in.

I looked around for a while, and the complexion of the progress was a little solid. Because I didn't see the face he wanted to see.

The progress of the war was cautiously asked of the supernova.

“What about the lawsuit?”

“It's okay!”

“Really?”

“Do you only live in deception? ”

“Thank God.”

The look of progress was unraveled. Then the supernova chuckles his head with a fluffy smile.

“I don't know anyone else, but I must defend the lawsuit. If anything happens to her, she won't see you. ”

“Brother?”

“You'll see soon enough. Check with your eyes. ”

“Yes!”

The Progress nods with all her might.

It felt like a huge boulder had been removed from his mind. Thanks to it, I was able to move my steps in a mild mood.

The supernova led the group. I told him that I was going back to the castle, but I couldn't rest because I didn't know when else to track him down.

After saving the book statue even during the break, they were finally able to reach Zhang Kang.

“Ah!”

“Whoa!”

Suddenly, elasticity burst everywhere.

There were dozens of large and small boats floating over a huge gutter. There were also various types of vessels, from small boats and fishing vessels to merchant vessels and the Unmado River.

I saw familiar faces on the deck.

“Waaah! I'm here. ”

“They have arrived. Come on, get your feet down. ”

Those who shouted aloud at the supernova and damho were the ones who had escaped from the Shaolin and the Mourim.

Supernova murmurs as he looks at them.

“You've prepared the ship not too late. Thank goodness.”

“Who prepared you? ”

“Who would that be? She's the one you've always wanted to see. ”

On the question of progress, the supernova pointed to the deck of the largest ship with its fingers. On the deck of the boat stood a girl with an inviting atmosphere.

The moment I saw the girl, the eyes of the advancement were wide open.

“Lawsuit!”

The girl on the big Unmado River was clear of the silver petition. Eun-sung was also waving his white hand to see if he had found any progress.

The supernova smiled.

“It must have been a big favor, but I finally did it. ”

On the day before the fall of the Mourim Blade and the Sorim Blade, Seo-yeong-eun asked Eun-sung to blow the lightbulb and prepare the boat. Just in case.

I was curious to see the results, but fortunately, I gathered the ship and arrived here not too late.

“Lawsuit!”

The progress of the war blew itself towards the ship on which Eun-sung was boarding.

As he slept a few times, his new brother immediately reached the deck of the ship on which the silver petition was riding.

“Progress.”

Eun-sung's eyes widened. Her face was swirling with a sensational light.

He hugged the small body of the silver petition without even knowing it.

“Wow!”

“Woo-hoo! The volcano mastermind is pretty bold. Everyone's watching. ”

Those on the boat looked at the two men and spit out their resilience. There was a sudden fall in the consciousness of progress and silvery petitions. Their faces were reddish-brown like flashes. But it was a look I didn't hate.

Those who arrived late got on board. They did not slow down the light of the boundary until the last one was on board.

Finally, the ship departed when all the walls were finally up.

“Let's go! To the volcano. ”

Dozens of ships have gone back in time.

Their destination was Seongseong, with volcanoes.

Someone murmured as they looked away from the land.

“It's not over yet. We will surely come back. ”

* * *

The spot where the Shaolin was.

Now there is a large and splendid altar where only ashes and ruins remain. The colorful thread was scattered by the wind, and the fragrance of elongation was blooming in a large incense path.

Near the altar, the Heavenly Heavenly Unmanned were preparing to make a solemn feast, and the heavenly master and wearer, Danhyun, was standing by dressed in splendid clothing.

After a while, after all the preparations had been completed, I finally climbed onto the altar and looked around.

Shaolin was showing the uselessness of the old film with only a few cornerstones left, and the flames were still burning while the limelight was there.

A cheerful light came to my face.

The same was true of the pagans who looked at her face. There were still signs of an uprising all over their bodies. Even with their wounds and their bloody bodies, they were smiling brightly.

Sorimsa was a long-aged member of the religious community. Since there was a rumor, the pagan religion was not recognized as authentic and turned away from the lieutenant's defence. Because of this, their resentment and hatred for the Shaolins had to be deeply rooted.

The same was true of the Mourimblin. Once the pagans were able to expand their numbers, the unarmed of the lieutenant-general created an organization like the Mourim League to oppress them. The name varied according to the age of justice, blindness, and mourning, but it was not the same until now that they had stopped the preaching of the devil.

The pagans were unable to hide their joy because they had finally defeated their long-standing enemy and become victors. Catching cattle and pigs, they enjoyed their natural rights as winners.

The dandruff finally climbed the altar. Above the altar there were not only incense, but also various offerings for sacrifice.

“I will begin my vows. ”

In accordance with her declaration, the Priests held a unified devotional stance.

“To the glory of heaven, we have won today……. ”

The sound of the dandruff echoed in a cheerful voice.

Numerous pagans focused on the singular voice, and I proceeded in a godly atmosphere. But not everyone focused on me.

“I'm sorry, military. ”

The officer bowed his head to the upper cloth and pleaded guilty. His face was filled with the light of humiliation.

It is disgraceful to have fled like a frightened dog without using one hand against the wall.

Upper Hancheon looks at the slick armor.

He did not blame or comfort the officer. The appearance made the officer even more disgraceful.

After a while, the upper cloth opened its mouth.

“I see.”

“Military!”

“You'll be exhausted, so stop resting. Well done.”

The Upper Limit Cheung was speaking with a calm expression, but the armor officer in it could read the anger.

I lost a member of the Army, not anyone else. It was a different dimension of damage than losing other masters. Nevertheless, it was because the Upper Limit Cloth didn't want to break the festive atmosphere.

"Bokma!"

Anger was hot, but reason was cold. And reason was pressing his anger.

After seeing the eyes of the Upper Hancheon, the armored officer retreated quietly after taking his siege on him.

While they were having a conversation, the atmosphere of my group, organized by Dandong, was at its peak.

“Oh! Myeong-joong. ”

“Lead us to the weight of life. ”

Madness was dominating the gut.

The pagans were raving about a single word, a single gesture, and memorizing the truth like madness.

The glabella of the upper limit was a deep goal.

Democracy was a religion that followed fame. It is a religion, so fanatics do not think badly of the same act. Rather, he considered such an act rather flattering. I thought so too. However, I was somewhat dissatisfied with the idea that Danhyun was organizing.

Weird heat and madness that dominates the gut. It was obvious that all of that was beyond anything I had ever felt before.

“Honor, receive all the offerings on this mountain, and lead us to the multitude of life. ”

“Lead me.”

“Ouch!”

As if possessed by the voice of Danhyun, the pagans shouted along her words of eloquence.

‘It's not good. ’

The eyes of the upper limit cloth became colder.

Anything has a line.

No matter how religious it was called, it was called a religious organization, but more than a degree of madness was rather harmful.

My culmination was accomplished when the sacrifice to honor was drawn out on the altar.

“Khh!”

The one who was drawn out of the body was one of the brains of the Mourim Blind, a religious scholar.

Immediately, the complexion of the upper cloth changed.

“Are you sure about that? ”

Human aggression was the sacrifice of the living. It was a brutal act that had long been forbidden in the pagan world and should never be done.

Upper Hancheon hastily tried to stop the act of monotony. But the movement of the monotony was faster than that. She drew the neckline of a religious line with a splendid dagger for the sacrifice.

Fuchem!

The fountain soared high above the sky, and the dandruff turned his blood upside down.

Ooooooooo!

A strange wave swept through the mountains.

The upper limit was flawed.

It was because a strange sense of loss and a strange sensation struck him at the moment.

I felt nauseous. Upper Hancheon raises his head while pressing his head.

Absolute masters, such as Zhang Jin Nam and Yosharan, looked similar to the upper Korean cloth. I was looking for answers from the upper cloth with a face and eyes filled with embarrassment. However, the upper limit could not be answered. because I didn't know the answer either.

Upper Hancheon looked at the common people. Surprisingly, their faces were peaceful. The wardrobe I just had, it's like I didn't feel it.

"Was it a mistake?"

The upper cloth shakes its head.

It's simply because my senses were so vivid that I was mistaken.

“What the hell?”

While he was questioning, I was just about done.

Just like when I was in madness, madness disappeared and only a calm atmosphere was flowing.

Danhyang stepped out of the law suit and threw it away. The upper shelf could not speak in her peculiar atmosphere.

The sacrifice done in the book of Psalms is over.

The pagans established a huge branch in Sorimsa.

The Shin Ha-nam branch was the official name.

A man in the Great North Castle, where there was no faction, and a man in the Shaolin Company, went perfectly into the hands of the devil, and three quarters of the lieutenants were taken over by the devil.

This is how the harsh times began, which will later be called the "winter of Murim."

In the winter of that year, an extraordinarily large number of disasters occurred.

There was unprecedented snowfall in the early winter, and many were isolated and frozen to death. Because of this, even the pagans could no longer continue the war of conquest and had to stop their activities.

But the disaster did not end there.

By the end of winter, earthquakes had erupted throughout the Jungwon. The earth splits, the mountains crumble. A large number of people were killed, and a huge number of displaced persons emerged.

I couldn't spare the damage because it was a Murim Moon. Many of the moons were heavily damaged by the earthquake and the bridge was also heavily hit.

People's cries and grudges pierced the sky, and their anxiety grew worse and worse.

It was the worst winter ever.

And another year passed.