Volcanic Spirit

When discussing the Dogomun faction in the midfield, it was the Wudang faction that did not miss out.

The volcano was so secularized that it did not use a symbol, and its color was so pale that even marriage and children were allowed. Therefore, it was natural to think of independents when discussing Doga. If it were a do-bang faction within a political faction, everyone would have thought of a konryun faction. The Mundos, led by Jang Mun-in, dreamed of becoming one, and thanks to the closed environment, it was easy to concentrate.

There were times when no one came to see me all year round.

"Huh, you have had the most visitors since the devil invaded."

Cheng Suk-ja, a writer of the Gonryun faction, smiled with a broad smile.

As it said, it was impossible for the Gonryun faction to handle a large number of people over a hundred. So they just do what they usually do.

"If you're a fighter of the political faction, you'd be familiar with homelessness, so it'd be a good experience to breathe with Mother Nature and refresh yourself."

I let it go with an extremely troubled idea.

However, it is not possible to make the night dew fall until the hard liquor.

Eventually, about a dozen elderly people took over the guest room, and in-depth conversations soon ensued.

"Huh, I was wondering if I could see Mount Gonryun before I died.”

"I passed under Mount Gonryun 30 years ago. But the view from above is completely different.”

"I'm as sick and tired as I would be if I lived here right now. No. Speaking of which, I'll have to make a slip of the tongue.”

I've already lived to the fullest, and I've enjoyed rich movies.

Therefore, the faces of the elderly, including Maengju, were filled with satisfaction that they had a meaningful day rather than the tension of dealing with the devil.

"Click, it wasn't a bad life to have been involved in Ambassador Kang Ho before he died.”

"My teacher boasted that he had competed against the Magistrate all his life. I've heard the same story hundreds of times, and no matter how many times I am, I got bitten. I'm going to follow him and show him off forever this time."

"Looking at your body, you'll have to get a good night's sleep. The date of the appointment is tomorrow, so let's break up for today.”

Even though he was not the owner, he saw the elderly scattered to the guest room.

At his side, Jong Cho-hong, a prominent figure in the non-previewed scene, and Cheong Ki-hyuk, a warrior of the Gyeongmudang Party, approached. Cheong Ki-hyuk showed his back at a moderate distance as a guard.

'The more I see him, the stranger he is. How come I didn't know him?’

Maengju sighed at the sight of Cheong Gi-hyeok.

It was more amazing than envy that Lee Hwon had seen what he had not seen. According to Chong Cho-hong's report, Cheong Gi-hyuk's test last year was average. He accepted Shinma's deep learning and became the best master of the Gyeongmudae stage.

'The New World has already opened, as the D.A.'

The rapid growth of the descendants of political factions is like taking away a little burden from their shoulders.

So Maeng-ju gave a pleasant smile.

Jong Cho-hong started reporting while looking at the atmosphere.

"It's not like the Paldama has identified the location of the whole thing. But we've only identified two locations, so we can also infer locations from other locations."

Maengju drooped when he saw the paper that the bell pepper had put out.

Near the center of the map, which shows the entire area of the Shingang River, was a landscape of reverse octagonal trigrams, which reversed the shape of a common octagonal line.

"I'd say there's a mountain in the middle of what the devil says."

"But the entire land of the Shingang River is a mountainous area, and the geographical names are so intertwined that it's meaningless, I don't think we can move quickly."

The lord nodded his head.

"That means it's up to the dispatcher who will eventually arrive tomorrow."

"Yes."

"Click, by the way, isn't the chief of staff your form? Why don't you at least stare at the Moorimian race in the future?"

Jong Cho-hong gave a light smile to the play of the lord.

"The promotion has already gone down the drain because of the public figure.”

"The strongest, most famous, and most unreachable type in the world can be a public figure.”

"But they didn't let the monster."

"Hahaha! It's a tricky screening standard."

Then came the Mundo of the Gonryun faction.

"That's the devil's message. We're having a meeting at Sungseokjeong Pavilion tomorrow at noon."

Seongseokjeong Pavilion, a famous place for Gonryunpa, was once a place where people had a meeting in the Moorim League in preparation for the Jeongma Daejeon.

The next day, a hundred and fifty fighters headed for Sungseokjeong, pacing back and forth. Some were solemnly determined last night, others were lighthearted, and others were wet with the reverence of following heavenly beings. Those on the Hana St. Seokjeong were all hesitant.

"Welcome up! We don't have time."

Talma shouted, beckoning like a fortune teller in a poem. The fighters trotted away as if possessed by something. Sung Seok-jeong was as noisy as a market can in a moment.

Lee Hak-ju had also been mixed up among people.

The position of Murim Maengju did not mean much in this position. It's just a meeting to attack Mahgyo, find Cheonryongjeon, and kill Zhuge Liangzak.

Therefore, he expected a reverent and solemn atmosphere.

However, what was before me was no different from the time of the matting.

"Okay! From now on, stand this way if you're calling."

The demons were one by one carrying a flag of different colors.

Not only the mask but also the mama and the devil, even the horseradish and the scorpion, raised their voices.

"Wang Gyo-gong from Honam! Please come this way. No! Not the lotus! Wang Gyo-gong using gujeolchang!"

Lee Hak-ju burst out laughing at the unexpected scene before his eyes. As soon as the Jeonma, who is the age of Hana's granddaughter, called her name, she turned away as if she was attracted to something. The crowd was divided into six after a disturbance.

"From now on, follow the leader. The destination is one of Madopalgas, and as of today, act like you're going to erase it from the map."

Someone shouted in a concerned tone.

"Some of the Mayans may be angry, but some of the ordinary wagons may be innocent. Wouldn't it be too much if we had to kill them all?"

The devil stepped out.

"Already with Madopalga, the Wagyo itself has entered the hall. When a heavenly horse is born, it will be a plan to gather strength together and come out at once. As a result, the average demon was pushed to the outskirts. So maybe it's the best thing to do to capture the evil Mines."

There was a question-and-answer session for a while.

"Then did the Lord of the Docks confirm the location of the Magistrate?"

Lee Hwon shook his head.

"Jegal-sack did a trick. I've maximized the surveillance network by spreading the innermost thoughts of the Shinma in the Magyo Palga. Now no one but me can get to the Wagyo, avoiding the surveillance network. So I simultaneously neutralize the Magyo Palga on the outskirts and then aim for the Magyo."

The operation was designed for the medical examiner and Hanma.

The location of the Magyo Palga was six when it was headed from the midfield, and two outboard locations were located.

"I attached my teacher and the lord to the warrior, so I take charge of the weakest blood horse in the palga. Now that the horse is detected, Maengju organizes the deep-cooked ones first."

Talma takes charge of the nomination horse, which is located on the cliff, with those who are good at light and stealth. Saekma moves along the tributary of Mt. Gonryun and takes charge of the first mysterious madhouse. Their power is vast, but it's revealed. So push it from the front. The mama and the devil, ······. Just take care of it."

Someone tilted his head and asked.

"You didn't say six. Who and Marga are you going to attack?”

Only the Chukyongnoedo was next to Lee Hwon.

As soon as I open up my life, my opponent dies, and I die.

Thus, the Chukyongno Island had a sword, but it was simply impossible to perform its military exploits.

"If you had a companion, it would have been fine."

And after a brief communion, six groups quickly left Sungseokjeong Pavilion.

"The attack is Lord Three, and the finish is before sunrise. And come to me again to Lord Three."

Only the demons nodded and understood.

One warrior followed the demons without hesitation.

The reason why he was selected in the first place was that he controlled his mind with all his might, and accepted his head with the determination of heaven and earthly mind. Therefore, he did not mind moving in unison for one goal.

"Let's make it!"

Many people will die.

But for most people living in this world, I could never stop.

"No matter what the gods are up to, the world will change.’

The electric horse took a deep breath.

A girl who had just passed the terms and conditions led thirty fighters.

It looks small, but in terms of its facade, it belonged to the archipelago of the volcano and the Murim Maengju. Other than that, they have accepted Shinma's deep-seated interests.

"Well, the hemlock's power is about three hundred. Enter through the south gate as per the sagma's information. In the vanguard,····."."."."."."

The manga naturally stepped forward.

"I'll go."

Even if he was a blind man, he would have had no choice but to give up his lead as long as he had a manga lover.

"I'll back you up."

"Thank you."

The former horse carefully spoke while looking out over the night sky.

"It's the third time soon."

"Let's go."

The manga walked leisurely with its hind legs on.

The sight of him slowly waving his sword in his hand made him feel like he was in the village at night.

The Hemorrhythmaga was originally a traditional horse that was at the vanguard of witchcraft. Thus, the level of the horseman was enough to be considered as the water level among the octagonal horses. Shinma's deep learning could not be of great help, as they were those who learned the magic with one body.

That's why Lee Hwon left it to the former horse.

over and over again

There was no response from the high wall of the hemlock, even though the manga chug reached a close distance. The entrance of gasoline as well as foreigners was closed to the public.

"Ha."

The manga chug raised his hand after he exhaled slowly.

He pointed at the bloody iron door with his wide open hand and swung his wrist. At that moment an article arose with the noise that made me frown.

gurg, gurg, gurgle, gurgle

The iron door was twisted in its entirety.

Tung! Tung! Tung!

The grid split in all directions, and as soon as I turned my wrist one full turn, the iron door bounced off.

"The enemy!"

The hemlock sounded an alarm from the inside, and maggots poured out like ants from all sides.

The colt opened its eyes thinly.

When it comes to the achievement of Shinma's deep learning, he is above the devil. It was impossible because he accepted Shinma's other core interests so quickly.

When he saw it, he was no more than a demon than a demon or a devil.

"I can't believe you let go of the Aguite." You crossed the line."

"Don't miss a single one!"

Thirty fighters poured into the Magistrates with the parting of the lord. The manga fell behind the back, but as soon as the sword was stretched out, the purple waves filled the space. And the spirit that stretched out like the sunset was torn apart by only the devil. And after exactly one o'clock, all the buildings in the hemlock yard collapsed, and were reduced to ashes.

"I don't have time to rest to get to my destination."

"Let's go!"

Thirty fighters, with the cry of the forehorse, took quick steps. Six of Madopalga's six were wiped out before sunrise, and the fighters who were traveling by land began to unite.

Yi Hwon recited quietly, as if he had left Sungseokjeong.

"Now I go to Magyo."

an end

c. Kim Tae-hyun