Volcanic Sphere

Chapter 8. The Wheel of Blood moves again (3)

That drama!

The gates of the long closed Demonic Church are wide open.

The wicked looked at the front door of the corps with curious eyes. They thought they would only compete in one or two of the religious organizations. But beyond their expectations, it was followed by an endless procession. Then people sensed an unusual atmosphere.

Even the Sorimsa and Murimblin were defeated religions. Then there was only one reason why they would move large troops again.

“The pagans have begun a war of conquest again. ”

It was always going to happen, but people trembled with fear as it came to life.

People's attention was one.

It was Chomi's interest to know where the poor Moon wave was to be sacrificed as a religious offering.

As people knew, there were no large doorframes left to fight against paganism.

The Jongnam, Volcano, Sorim, Mueang, Chungseong, and Amifah groups among the Old Moon Fathers have already suffered great and minor anger in their religions, and the rest of the Moon Fathers, Gongwheels, Moon Fathers, and Jordanians are too far away from the Heavenly Council to pose a major threat to their religions.

The same was true of the Orthodox family. The South Palace family and the Zegalese were already angry, and the rest of the family had long chosen the blockade.

In that situation, I had no choice but to wonder where the pagan power was large enough to move.

The news of the movement of the devil also entered the nearby doorposts. They were positively preoccupied that the devil's blade might be facing them.

Habuk Ganga was also one of the most proud families.

It was once the Ha-North Phang Gang who made his mandate as a midfielder. Recently, however, the mandate and authority of the Ha-North Ganga has not been fulfilled. I was accused of not being able to squirm.

In fact, there was no unfair side to the harbour fence.

They supported a huge amount of taboos and human resources for the Mourim League. That is why the pillar was so heavily supported that it shook its roots. However, they were also forced to take a huge blow as the Mourim Blind went extinct.

Most of the disciples who had been sent to Murimblin were dead, and the grant could not be recovered. The number of unmanned families was clearly reduced, and money was also insufficient.

In that situation, they chose the blockade to protect the family, but the people of the world were blaming them year after year.

There was no injustice in the Habuk Ganga, but no one listened to their excuses. Because of this, the atmosphere inside Habukpanga was the worst.

Although it was said to lock the door and grow strength, the limitations of Sega, which was only made up of blood, were clear. It is that we cannot accept disciples from the outside. It is a situation in which at least a generation will have to wait for the blood to increase.

After getting so much insult, the complaint also shrank inside the Habuk Gang. The bloody young unarmed insisted that they should go out and fight the pagans, whether they were killed or fed. However, the swelling of Habuk Ganga's palace forced its voice inside.

The most important thing for the swelling was the relief of the swelling. It was his greatest duty to inherit the precious family for centuries to come.

Even today the young disciples came without knowing his insides. For him, he was a nephew.

“O Lord, we must break the blockade and fight the devil. ”

“Yes. I don't know if I can keep my veins, but the honor of the Ha-North Ganga will fall to the ground and be trampled down. ”

They said with a bloody vomit, but the swelling was silent on their offer with the authority of the household.

“Hu!”

The swelling fever sighs and raises the drink.

He was not comfortable with the swelling in his residence, tilting the drinking glasses alone.

I don't think he cares about external accusations. However, he himself was responsible for the safety of the Fangshi bloodline. It should not be shaken by trivial condemnation.

With such masturbation, the swelling fever was sober. A glass, two glasses, and a bottle of liquor were stacked. But no matter how much I drank, I wasn't drunk.

The swelling felt like a strong internal pore in this case. Because it's not easy to get drunk.

“Tsk!”

Eventually, it was time for the swelling to kick the tongue and put the drink down.

Suddenly, the complexion of the swelling fever changed coldly. It was because I felt popular moving in secret.

“You have a big liver. How dare you break into the heart of Ganga. ”

The owner of the popular chuck was coming straight to where he was, just as the liver was pouring.

A lightning bolt appeared to be pouring out of his eyes.

As he reaches out into the air, the path that hangs on the wall is sucked in. It was a trick of the air.

It was a car that felt depressed if it didn't. The swelling fever determined to bring the two intruders down in a single breath.

It was when he injected mechanical force into the province.

“Lord, hold fast for a moment. I'm a lion from the Spear Blind. ”

With a slow voice, the intruder reveals himself in front of a swelling fever. He was a monk in his early thirties with a Farmin head.

The brow of a swelling fever rises to the sky.

“Spear blindness?”

“That's right. It's called winning. And now he's leaning on the spearhead. ”

“Jacqueline? Are you a disciple of Thorim? ”

“Amitabul! Yes. ”

Monkey Jacheon took over the swelling fever. It was a resource-specific HR law.

I stared into the sky with a swollen, sharp eye.

“Even though I am a disciple of the Scream, it is a great sin to sneak over the walls of the Bonga. ”

“I'll take the bees later. ”

A swelling fever made me laugh.

“Huh! You almost know what you want. Cooperate with the Spear Blind. I'll be clear here. I refuse. Ganga won't move under any circumstances. ”

The Lion of Changcheon blinds has visited the Ganga several times before. Every time, the swelling turned down like a dagger.

A group of fallen men assembled by the Mulim Blind and the Shaolin Stragglers. For him, the Great Blind was the place.

It was his honest sentiment that he did not want to fight swept away by such fallen men and children who would not be able to lead the fight.

Jacqueline stares at the swelling for a moment. The swelling fever felt unpleasant. Because I felt challenging.

“Stay back. I'm not going to ask you for your sins because I've been thinking about the old days. ”

“Aren't you ashamed? ”

“What?”

“That's how you want to continue your fanga's veins? ”

“Shut up!"

“At least our voices didn't. I was afraid of the devil, but I didn't hide behind the door. ”

In the words of Jacqueline, the face of the swelling fever was badly contorted. because the words of Zachariah were rhinoceros and stabbed him in the heart. I wanted to blow my job to the Self, but I couldn't. It is because the deep eyes of the sacred angel are sealed and stuck in the heart.

Zachun pulls something out of his arms.

“Anyway, it's Gaju's decision, so I won't walgawalbour anymore. Please accept this instead. ”

“What's that? ”

“Our blind lord told us that we would know if we told him. ”

“Umm!”

What he gave to the fever was a cloth that was cheap.

“Then……. ”

Jacqueline retreated after taking a band-aid to the swelling fever.

I stood by and looked at the cloth in my hand because I had a swelling fever left by myself.

It must have been light, but it felt weird and heavy.

The swelling fever loosened the cloth carefully. But I didn't see anything in the cloth.

“Are you kidding me?”

A swelling fever frowned on my glans.

He regretted sending the first ego.

It was then. Suddenly there was a strange pattern engraved on the cloth. There was a crack on the cold face of the swelling that looked through the pattern.

“This?”

It was not a pattern. It was a letter.

Habukpanga ( ).

Now it was written in a gold thread that was hoped for color.

Then I realized.

What Zachariah gave him was not something hidden in the cloth, but the cloth itself.

Then he noticed the identity of the cloth in his hand.

“Hundred…… transfer machine. ”

The entire Ganho was a symbol of the Munfa name given to Mt. Jan Il, who built a big ball during the First World War.

What was in the hand of the swelling was a corner with the letter "Habibonga." It was a part of his grandfather's hand-written inscription.

“Huh... Huh! ”

A tearful smile gushed out of his mouth.

The red cloth, which was covered with blood of many, was approaching a weight that was unbearable.

It was not just the swelling that received part of the silk blister. The master of the pearl voyage, the master of the bronze clan, and the master of the long white clan returned a part of the Baekjeon victory.

Don't be ashamed of yourself, but look at the legacy of an era that shined before all men.

* * *

Damho asked.

“Are you okay?”

“Impossible!”

He replied without hesitation.

When Damhoe looks at you, he grumbles.

“I'm serious. I don't know how much I cared about your legacy. I was so embarrassed to carry a rag or something. ”

“ ……. ”

“Now I can take it easy. Really.”

“Yes!”

“Really!”

“Yes!”

With a big hand, Damho knocks his friend's shoulder without saying a word.

The two of them had not spoken for a while.

The first thing that broke the silence was the supernova.

“I'm glad you're here. Thanks to you, I was able to get here. Thank you!”

“No, all of this is what Orot did with your strength. ”

“It was impossible without you. You've been a strong protective wall, so I've been able to run with confidence. ”

This time, the supernova taps the shoulder of the dam.

I feel heavy on my shoulders.

It seemed that the weight of life that supernova had carried over the past year was in his hands.

Damho quietly looked at the supernova.

His friend has run down this path without really wasting an hour of time. It was he who washed away the powerlessness and defeat that was prevalent in the Changcheon blinds and planted a new purpose. While so busy, his training was also not lazy.

It was a superhuman walk.

Damho admired such a supernova. Because you're walking on a walk you can never do.

Damho said.

“You must be able to defeat the devil. ”

“You talk like it's someone else's business. You should fight the devil, too. ”

“You defeat the devil. ”

“What do you mean?”

The supernova raises its head in surprise.

The indifferent face of the Wall is full of eyes.

The moment I saw his face, I noticed the supernova.

“Alone..... do you intend to deal with Angelism? ”

“ ……. ”

“Ha! I think so. Damn it!”

The supernova stares at the wall. I couldn't bear the look in his eyes when he was a normal person. But even the intense glare of such a supernova could not crack its face.

The first one sighed was a supernova.

“Damn it! Hah! ”

“ ……. ”

“The fight against angels will not be recorded in history. Few people even know who they are. ”

“ ……. ”

“So your fight won't be recorded in history either. That's a lonely, lonely fight. Do you understand? The fight you're trying to fight. ”

“I don't care.”

“Damn it! I care. Please, can't you just take this one stubbornly? This is what I'm asking. ”

“I don't have time for that. ”

“Time?”

“Yes! Time! ”

“Please! Speak freely. Time?”

“It's just my guess yet. So I can't say. ”

“Why?"

“Misrepresentation will affect your judgment. ”

The eyes of the supernova trembled.

Damho puts his hand on his shoulder.

“You're not like me. You're responsible for the lives of countless people. You need to be more judgmental and rational than anyone. If you have the wrong information, it will affect your feelings. ”

“So you're going to fight alone? ”

“Yes!”

“Crazy! I've thought about it before, but you must be crazy. ”

“I know. ”

Damho nods.

It was a rare day for him to talk a lot.

It was possible because the opponent was supernova. That supernova was one of the few people he thought was special.

The voice of the supernova was raised.

“Then make an appointment. ”

“Tell me!”

“If it's hard, say it anytime. I'll throw everything away and go help. ”

“Yes!”

“I made a promise. ”

“Yes!”

Damho replied indifferently.