Chapter - 867 Episode 867. This is the land of volcanoes. (2)



"Oh, no. I don't have time to rest."



Hong Dae Kwang sighed deeply.



It was a great illusion that Hwasan Sinryong, who caused trouble like breathing, might be a little more comfortable living.



As the huge storm from the center disappears, a small gust of wind blows from all over the place. Every single one of them was nothing, but ten bodies were not enough to handle it all.



Hong Dae Kwang glanced around, looking around.



You don't have it, do you?



Of course there is no one else here right now. It's all falling apart, but this is the office of the separatist anyway.



Nevertheless, as he kept looking at the left and right sides with a stabbing look, he stole a bottle of florist from under his desk, which was about to collapse.



Ppo-ok.



He opened the cap and sniffed with his nose in the bottle.



"Wow, that's awesome."



I was so busy that I didn't even have time to relax for a drink.



When was the last time you smelled alcohol?’



It seemed like a month at the most. As all the beggars underneath had their eyes wide open, it was also sensible to split the time to drink. But I can't say I'm going to drink while I'm



So at times like this...….



It was just as Hong Dae Kwang was drooling and about to bring a bottle to his mouth.



Bang!



"Argh!"



Surprised by the sound of the door opening violently, Hong Dae Kang threw the bottle over his head and threw it away.



"Mrs. Furious!"



The beggar, who ran into the house, opened his mouth blankly as he saw the liquor running down Hong Dae Kang's head.



"No, what...….”



"……he, it's…….”



The beggar, who looked at Hong Dae Kwang with blurry eyes, soon flinched and approached.



"That's not the point right now!"



"Aren't you angry?"



I thought they would fool their eyes and go on a rampage to drink during work.



"The red book flew from the main office!"



"What? At the headquarters?"



Hong Dae Kwang's little worry flew away in an instant.



This is an emergency call from the headquarters. Despite numerous events in recent years in Hanam, North Korea, and the island, red flags have never flown.



"Now? Did you just arrive?!”



"Yes, Lord Bunta! Just now!"



Feeling that something big had happened, Hong Dae Kwang threw himself on the desk and stole the red letter that the baby beggar was holding.



I opened the seal at once and read the contents of it.



"…… this…… this?”



Hong Dae Kwang stammered to the end and raised his eyes wide.



"Chul-gui? Hoesan-gui? Guards, no gates, no ulcer? Old....... Guyudang? Now, wait, who? Single-blooded water? Oh, my God! Single-mixed blood?



Even that wasn't all.



"Go, go, river...…Gangseo 7-year-old?!"



Hong Dae Kwang's face is completely drained of blood.



Each and every one of them is a scary name. But all these people are moving in one place?



"Where? Where the hell?"



The stack did not show the direction of their movement.



Just as the contemplated Hong Dae Kwang was about to yell, another beggar stormed inside.



"Wealth, bun-taju! It's red ink! Here comes another red book!""Get it here, now!"



Hong Dae Wang took away the new red book and almost tore it open.



"Uh……."



As soon as he saw the very clear text written in it, he forgot to breathe.



- (goes to the island) island.



"…...stop, stop?"



"Seo, you're coming to the island?”



"Why?"



The baby beggars' complexion also began to turn pale.



"This…… this crazy…"….”



The fingertips of Hong Dae Kwang, who held the red book, trembled.



I've heard of each and every one of them. The fact that they moved to the North to avoid that heinous love affair is also a matter of intelligence.



However, as soon as he gathered and listed their names, Hong Dae Kang felt very sorry for them.



If you scatter it over a wide area called Gangbuk, it's a small number. No matter how strong each one is, it is difficult to exert great power.



But what if they get together?



"At least one gate wave remains to be destroyed at once.’



Given the radical nature of the Sapa, the damage may be more than that.



"Hey, why the f*ck are these crazy people coming to the island!"



Hong Dae Kwang, who shouted like an evil, jumped up from his seat.



Their intentions have yet to be determined, but the circumstances show that even a three-year-old child will know their purpose.



"Support? What happened to the support? Ask the headquarters for assistance right now!"



"Wealth, bunta-ju. We can afford to...….”



"What the f*ck are you talking about? Do you think this is normal? You're gonna have to put everything else aside and run here! Call for backup now! Now!"



"Yes!"



When Hong Dae Kwang shouted, a contemplative beggar ran outside.



Even at that moment, Hong Dae Kang's head was spinning violently.



Where are you? Where are you going? Not all of them on the whole island!'



Hong Dae Kwang's stubby fingertips lay dizzy on the desk, not knowing where to go.



"What the f*ck do you know...….”



At that time, the beggar, who ran outside, came back in with a face whiter than when he went out.



"Boo, Buntaju! Here comes another red book."



"What?"



Hong Dae Kwang's eyes trembled. I have never heard of receiving three red cards a day.



"Go, get it!"



Hong Dae Kwang hurriedly opened the red book he had picked up.



“…….”



This time it wasn't the same library as it was.



Map



A small map briefly depicting the central area has a clear red line.



The ominous line from Nakyang spread westward. As I followed the snow, the line snapped in the middle, but Hong Dae Kang's gaze shifted to the left and to the left as the line was heading.



Finally, as soon as I saw the name of a city at the end, a groan broke out of Hong Dae Kang's mouth.



"…West Bank."



A cold sweat ran down my forehead.



Perhaps this news is natural.



They're after it because it's so obvious. I don't think that many people would have gathered and walked around the island. Whether their purpose is wealth or disturbance, the first thing to aim for is the West Bank, the largest city on the island.



"Oh, no."If both Jongnam and Hwasan were alive, there would be no way for the Sapa to invade the West Bank. West Bank is a city with Jongnam and Hwasan south and east.



But now the two clans are both sealed. In other words, the present island is a communion of Muju, where no proper capital wave exists.



In the meantime, what if they invade the West Bank and slaughter them?



"Why! Why are you nuts! Why!"



All kinds of swear words came out of Hong Dae Kwang's mouth.



"Boo, Bunta!" What do I do?"



“…….”



Hong Dae Kwang, who stared at Ho Gong with his fist clenched, gritted his teeth and said,



"Call the headquarters for backup! And ask Shaolin for backup right now! Now!"



"By default?"



"There's no time for that! As soon as you ask the main body, send a message straight to Shaolin!"



"Yes!"



"Aso!"



"Yes!"



"Run to Jongnam now! Tell them to come out of the gate! Come on!"



"Bo, there's only one bongmun."…!”



"I'm not in a position to argue about that! Go knock on the door!"



"Yes!"



"Stigma!"



"Yes!"



"Go to Hwayeong Gate in the West Bank right now! Tell them to rally the West Bank gatekeepers! These are not the same people who invaded the West Bank before! You can't let a single one step into the West Bank!"



"I see!"



"You must send a message to the gatekeepers around the West Bank right now! Tell them to go to the West Bank! We need to support the West Bank's gatekeepers!"



"Yes!"



"Move! Now!"



"Yes!"



Hong Dae Kwang chewed his lips to the point of bleeding.



If I could, I'd like to run outside right away and run around on my feet, but he has to contact the main body here. Without Hwasan and Jongnam, the gatekeepers around the West Bank would never be able to stop them, so support for Shaolin or openness is urgently needed.



'Please, please!'



Actually, it's too late.



The distance from Nakyang to here is only 500 ri, and if you are a peak warrior, it is more than enough for half a day. Even if Shaolin starts right now, he cannot reach the West Bank ahead of them.



That means we have to buy time until Shaolin arrives, blocking them with the power we have now.



'Please, just a little faster!'



Hong Dae Kwang got up from his seat and ran outside.



When I burst open the door and hit my head up to break my head, Hwasan caught my eye. The peak was obscured by clouds.



Watching the scene painfully for a moment, he soon bit his lips and turned busily again.



* * *



The red flames are sweeping everything around.



It is not a common sight to see an entire village burning up. Even if these people here are people who don't care.



The sight of the black smoke emitted by the red flames rising without knowing that it was high in the sky was like a scene of hell.



Black smoke, red flames.



And…….



Much darker and redder blood soaks the ground than the flame.



"Turn it off……."



The convulsed tooth, which had fallen over the pool of blood, forced its trembling head up.



"Cher…… Heavenly punishment…"… to be punished by Heaven…….”



"Tsk tsk."



Gal Cheon-lip smirked as he stared at the old man with his eyes full of original poison.



"He's already been punished, old man. That's why you're here.""…Tue, Hwasan is here to...….”



Puff.



Galcheon-lip's province penetrated the old man's body and sank into the ground.



The old man, who had been cramping, died and sagged. Gal Chun-lip, who pulled Do out, murmured with an unhappy face.



"Hwasan's a big mouthpiece in this neighborhood. This is him, that's him, Hwasan.



What's strange is that the name that comes out of their mouths is not Jongnam, but Hwasan.



It's really weird.’



Whasan's reputation has been elevated, but the island is almost like a land dominated by Jongnam. Why do they all say Hwasan's name, not Jongnam?



"Well, that's fine."



Galcheon-lip looked up and looked at the burning village.



And the sapas standing in front of him, exuding their flesh, were clearly captured in their eyes.



As soon as I saw blood soaked in their hands, I couldn't help but smile brightly on Gal Chun-lip's lips.



It's getting dangerous.’



He licked his lips slowly with his tongue. Everyone's long life made even him shudder.



The vicious nature that has been pressed for a long time is exploding.



Just as a long-time drinker drinks alcohol again on the day he drinks alcohol, those who have endured the slaughter for a while have tasted blood, no one will be able to stop them today.



"Large."



"I know. Let's move."



Galcheon-lip's gaze turned west.



"A couple more villages are organized before arriving at the West Bank."



By then, a truly insanity will have been created.



The military forces that will soak that big city with blood.