Volcanic Sphere
481 Ch. 2. There is a price for harassing the world (3)
The CAP convened a brainstorming meeting.
The spinal cord had already empowered him. None of the cerebral ministers dared disobey his summons.
The three generals, the new Seven Chiefs, and the head of the teaching staff, the Ghost Maze, all gathered in one place. When the masters of the world were gathered together, they suffocated.
Everyone's gaze was focused on the upper cloth. Their gaze would be on him, but the upper limit of his face remained unchanged and he presided over the meeting.
“There's only one last war left. The victors of this war will rule the future. So let's not all be careless, and let's keep our nerves up to the end. ”
“Isn't this all military work? This old man just grumbles at the grace of the military. ”
On behalf of everyone, the head teacher opened his mouth. Most of the cerebral ministers nodded their heads and agreed.
The upper cloth shakes its head.
“No. How could I have come all the way here by myself without your help? Anyway, that's not what matters now. Pulling out the roots of the Changcheon blinds is a challenge on the ground. ”
“We will do what the military wants, so give us one. The old men of the guard are all ready. ”
A whirlwind hit his chest.
When I empowered the uppermost of the cerebral ministries, even the stomach whip, an atmosphere in which no one dared raise objections to the uppermost heaven was created. Upper Hancheon smiled and felt relieved.
Upper Hancheon said, looking around the witness with a sharp look.
“What we need now is an overwhelming victory, not a triumphant victory. We must achieve an undeniably great victory for the unarmed of the Lieutenant. You don't need a good plan. It will be driven by overwhelming force. I want the lieutenant to be aware of our fears. ”
“I..... do you want to go to war? But that will increase the sacrifices of the Priests. ”
One of the Seven carefully disputed.
“You have to take a small sacrifice. We should be remembered as a strong impression to the unarmed of that arrogant lieutenant. I can't dare touch it, I can't fight it. That way, they won't dare to resent the main bridge in the future. ”
Upper Hancheon looked around with a flurry of eyes. Even though no one here would be afraid, I had to show him the cruelty to show his understanding.
It was hard to build a country, but it was harder to keep it. It was a ten-year statue that failed to last several years and disappeared to the back of history.
Prior to that, the pagans used force against the monks of the lieutenant-general, and mixed two policies of apostasy with those of the general public. Because of this, there was a great spread of Christianity among the general public. But it was time to change policy.
It was also important to approach the people in a friendly manner, but it was even more important to imprint on their unfathomable majesty in order to strengthen their faith.
“You don't have to follow a petty plan unless you have an overwhelming advantage in power. I will push on the Journal and destroy the Spear Blind in a single breath. So rest until then and save enough strength. ”
“Got it.”
“I would also like to take this opportunity to convey this message to the heads of the thirteen tribes. It is unacceptable to bypass because it is no longer alcohol. It is a great temple for the eternal reign of our Church. We hope that all tribes will participate without falling in love. If you don't, there will be a corresponding penalty. ”
“Umm!”
In the declaration of the Upper Shelf, the cerebral heads of the intestines shed an invasion.
During the long history of paganism, the Sixteen tribes retained a quite unique status. It is clear that the line of the pagan tradition is almost uncontrollable. The bishop could ask them for their cooperation, but they also had the right to refuse.
Because of this, there were fewer people who looked closely at the Thirteen Tribes inside the pagan church. However, the power of the Thirteen tribes was so great and personal tendencies were strong that no one could rub in front of them.
Now, the words of the Upper Caucasus were nothing but breaking taboos.
I saw that this was a great opportunity. In the meantime, one of the reasons why the Democrats were forced to retreat to the ranks of the lieutenants was because they did not manage the Thirteen properly.
It was a great opportunity for the authority of the monarch spinal cord to reach its peak. If not now, there would never be a chance to subdue the Thirteen completely. So I took this opportunity to warn the heads of the Thirteen tribes.
“Mmm!”
Several cerebral departments shed an invasion in response to the rigid remarks of the upper Korean peninsula. I understand him, but I'm worried about the Thirteen Tribes' rebellion. Most cerebral ministers, however, were strongly sympathetic to the words of the upper limit.
‘Yes! Now is the time to achieve the great integration of Protestants. ’
"What do you fear from the Thirteen? Yeah, it's just a tribe, not the mainstream. ’
Confidence shone in their faces.
He looked at the face of the cerebellum and thought,
‘I will surely make the foundation of the Eternal Monarchy of Protestants with my hands. ’
As a military man, there was no greater glory than that.
A light of desire appeared in the face of the upper cloth, which was only cold.
* * *
“Amitabul!”
Sawcheon rolls a salt egg as he looks at the Saturn of the Demonic Church, which is far away. I couldn't resist the uproar without it.
The enemy of Unknown Daecheon, who destroyed Thorim, was in front of me. I saw them build a barracks and build Saturn. But the fact that he couldn't move made him hard.
Behind the back of Socheon, the monks of Thorim were seen. Those who survived close to the blood of Thorim and blindly followed him. There was a similar expression on their faces.
“Amitabul! Amitabul! ”
Glug!
The sound of them rolling their saltwater sounded horrible.
As a disciple of the Immortal God who served the Buddha, the slaughter had to be harsh. But a year ago, those who had lost their teachers and the death penalty were growing up from the depths of their hearts.
They gave up being Buddhists by wiping out their distrust. They thought it was enough to open the slaughter to defeat the pagans and become the cornerstone of the new horror.
They called themselves the chlamydia victors and put a bloody red lyrics on their bodies. It was an illustration of what they were doing in this war.
For a while they could not take their eyes off the Saturn of the pagan religion. But no one rushed to express their anger or incite them to go to fight.
Over the past year, they have grown deeply angry and have only waited for the opportunity to cut off the breath of their enemies.
It was the time when the battle against paganism was in full swing.
Socheon turned his gaze and looked at the priests and deacons.
“Amitabul! Let's stop going down the wall. ”
“Yes! Death penalty. ”
The chrysanthemums descended along the wall without saying a word.
A few steps down the wall stopped. Because I saw a familiar face on the other side.
A serene swordsman was walking with the crowd for now. The moment I saw her, Cheoncheon smiled and took over.
“Do it, Saucer. ”
The swordsman was the month of the year. She also smiled and greeted Socheon.
“Ambassador Socheon. ”
“Ambassadors don't make any sense. Please call it a compromise as before. ”
“Can you do that? You are the master of Shaolin.”
“Sorim is already a ruined doomsday. You're overly polite.”
“I believe Ambassador Thousand will surely raise the voices. ”
“Thank you. But..... ”
Socheon's gaze turned to the unarmed behind the devastating moon. It was because they had not seen it until they entered the window blinds here.
It seemed unusual to have such a sharp attitude. Among them, the most prominent was Choro's unmanned presence in the early fifties.
An unmanned animal whose forecasts seem to be cut off with just a hand. It was like a completed sword by itself.
The eyes of Socheon trembled. It is because I have noticed that the unmanned man is a swordsman at a desperate age.
Sowohl introduced the unarmed.
“This is my master, Moon Moon, Moon Moon Moon, Moon Moon Moon of Nam Pa. ”
“Ah! You were the master of the Nam Nam Pa. Suwon Socheon sends his best wishes. ”
“You don't have to take too many examples. It's good to see you.”
Qingcheon replied with a blunt expression.
The Sea Nam Wave, although it did not reach the Old Moon Wave, was rated as having less power. Of course, the pride of Qingcheon Moon was also great.
Socheon bowed his head to him and said,
“I don't know how strong it is to be joined like this. Thank you for making such a difficult decision. ”
“There's nothing to thank. I'm asking you to live, too. If the Demon takes over the Lieutenant, only the remote island of Namdo will be destroyed. I didn't want to get involved in the lieutenant's work if I could, but I can't help it. ”
The eyes of Qingcheon Moon were cool.
For generations, the master of the Nam Pa was an absolute swordsman, regarded in the underworld. He is now the owner of an enormous swordsman who will never go after the master of the extinct Southern Palace or the leader of the shaman or volcano. In fact, the Moon of Qingcheon was also reaching the absolute horizon, piercing through the extremes of the sword.
But even such a man could not be free from the grip of the devil, who was tightening his breath. In the end, he had no choice but to decide to join the war against the pagans in order to survive the Nam Nam Wa.
He led elites here, leaving only a minimal number of disciples to defend the Nam Nam Pa. He was able to meet his disciple, Seo So-moon.
The confluence of the Nam Pa greatly promoted the fraud of the Changcheon blind. They now met the blind supernova and were on their way to their assigned residence.
It wasn't just the Nam Pharaohs. The Moon Pharaohs, the Chungseong, the Amifah, and the Mukhchang, who were least affected by the paganism, led elites to join in the deception. The power of the spearhead has increased considerably in the past few days.
If it were the same as before, it was clear that there would have been a consuming feeling of jealousy between each doorway. I'm sure there's also a story about a young supernova doing a blind job. But I couldn't find such an atmosphere in the blinds of the sky.
This time, the desperate feeling of being pushed is what united them.
The Moon of Qingcheon, who met him in person, did not think he was a child. I studied the landscape of the supernova like a man on an absolute horizon, so I gladly recognized him as blind.
“I'm not going to argue with you about joining us late, so please lead us. ”
“How can I..... ”
“I didn't believe that the waves in front of Zhonggang were pushed against the waves in the back. But now I admit it. We need a new wave, and it's you. So I'll follow your lead. ”
“Talent Band-Aids? ”
“That's a long speech. Come on in and get some rest. We've come a long way, and I'm tired. ”
“Very well. Take a look inside. ”
“I wish you and Thorim good luck in their walk. ”
“Thank you. I wish the Talent Band and the Sea Nam Wave all the best. ”
“Then!”
The disciples of the Great Moon and the Sea Nam passed by, saluting them with tears and salutations.
Socheon said to the chrysanthemum,
“Go to your dwellings and rest. I have a place to stop for a while. ”
“Yes! Death penalty. ”
“All right, good night. ”
The chlorinators greeted Socheon and returned to their dwellings.
The place where Socheon became alone was a brick in the heart of the Spear-blind. Contrasting with the surrounding large foreground, the humble morgue has an unexpectedly strict boundary.
This was the most heavily guarded place in the Changcheon Blind. It was a place where there were such important people, and because of that, we built a three-layer, four-layer border only here and protected the people in the dungeon.
Socheon, who took a short breath in front of Mook, opened the door carefully.
“Closing saucer, that's Socheon. Can I come in for a second? ”
“Come in.”
Soon a voice was heard inside.
When the owner's permission was given, Socheon opened the door of the Mock and went inside. As soon as I entered the prison, the first dark fragrance aroused a sense of smell.
Numerous herbs were piled up in the Mock, and on one side, dozens of hot brewers were emitting white vapors. In front of the potter, the owner of the tomb was sitting in an elegant manner.
Socheon spoke to the master of Mook.
“You must be busy, Sorceress. I guess I didn't come here. ”
“No.”
The woman shaking her head gently was the end of the line.
“I'm so sorry I came here, Saucer. ”
“You came here because of the Summoners, right? ”
“I'm sorry."
In the words of Jong-yeon, Socheon slightly blushes his face. Then, one large wooden box was taken out of the pharmacy, where Jong-yeon was filling one side of the wall.
Jong-yeon handed over the woodland to Socheon.
“This is the summoner you asked for. I did my best, but I only made this much. I'm sorry.”
There were thirty summoners in the wooden box.
The Summoner confirms it and shakes his head in haste.
“No, it's amazing how much it's made. If it weren't for the closing saucer, no one would have been able to make the summons this easy. ”
He genuinely bulldozed.
Socheon and Khmer Rouge had numerous visions as they fled the Shaolin Dynasty. One of them was the preparation of the Brigades and Summoners.
Medicine was by far the best, but it was not easy to get the medicine that came in. It was not easy to make one or two eggs in a generation because the process of making all the necessary medicines was too difficult and required the operation of delicate groups. Because of this, there were only a few Fellowships that had even the highest season of the Sorim.
Although it was easier to make than the Brigade, it still had to be medical and pharmacological in order to make the digestive system. At this point, there was only one possible conclusion.
Because of this, Summoner asked Jong-yeon to create a summoner. This summoner will be useful for rebuilding the Sorim Company.
“Thank you, Sorceress. I think I can do my best to fight the Horseman. ”
“No, I learned a lot when I was making a summons. ”
It was the Great Brigade and Summoner, the vision of the Shaolin, who was the northern leader of Muhrim. Knowing how to make such a vision was a great harvest for the closing year.
It wasn't just the two silk doorknobs. Many of the Moon Pharisees who participated in the Changcheon Blind asked her to make Jaffa's actual elixir.
As the Plum Syndicate, Summoner and many other elixirs were made, her knowledge of the medicine deepened. Little did she dare to guess how much knowledge she had in her head.
Socheon thought of something and asked carefully.
“Do you have any intention of making a Germanic elixir? If you are going to make one, please share it with us. ”
“I'm sorry. I'm not going to make any more elixirs. ”
“No more? So you've already made it. ”
“Exactly.”
“So did the consul ask him? ”
“Yes!”
I answered honestly without hiding anything.
During her stay in the volcano, she mobilized all the knowledge she knew to build a consulate.
Only one person in the world, a consul made for Damho.
He was always hurt by throwing out his whole body and fighting. Jong-yeon was always heartbroken because he couldn't take care of that discourse. So I made only one consul for him, and I didn't intend to make one for anyone other than him.
After reading the firm thoughts of the closing ceremony, Cheoncheon asked no more.
It is because I thought that if I was a consul made by Pyongyeon for the sake of no one else, I wouldn't dare covet it.
I looked at the window that was open. I saw the sky sweeping beyond the window.
Once upon a time, the habit of seeing the sky became like this.
It was a habit that arose from a long wait.
‘Please come back safely. ’
It was the only thing she wished for in the age of fornication she couldn't even look forward to.