Chapter 130. The Eternal Age (2)

The appearance of luck was overwhelming.

It is so amazing to dare to express in words.

Is it because of the sight? The sectarian drones who surrounded the Cult of Heavenly Demon began to surrender one by one.

Which doormen of the doors could restrain them?

They had already lost their lives by the eagle sword that Unsung had launched.

There was no one to dry them.

So they surrendered in a siege.

Of course, there would have been no significant change even if the siege was maintained.

Is there a difference in the degree of being stolen by the devils out of the influence of the old cloth profit margin?

Those who chose to surrender eventually survived. Some unmanned cries, but the number was short.

Most of them were arranged by the devils.

So what luck caused that?

The state of meteorology was not normal.

The luck stumbled upon reaching the floor. Because the ball was consumed at a very high speed, dizzy dizziness came.

There was someone who supported such luck.

Since the days of meteorites, it was the Baekwoonji that has roamed around them.

Yunseong nodded and grabbed his shoulders and raised his body. Soon I stood alone without the help of Baiyun.

The situation has changed now.

There is no guarantee that there will be no count among these surrendering groups.

In order to be visible to them, they had to remain strong.

A relative came to such a fortune and offered a small single ring.

“I had it as a medicine.”

The luck accepted the drug. It was about half the size of a thumbnail and had a sweet smell.

How sweet the scent was, it was reminiscent of the party. But not with the party.

In this situation, the general soldier of the Cult of Heavenly Demon could not cross the party.

The meteor noticed its identity at noon and nodded.

Of course, it would not be the kind of elixir that would increase the absolute amount of strength. It is an elixir that has some strength to fill the rapidly consumed history.

The sweetness that was felt as incense spread out over the whole body when I poured the medicine into my mouth.

After seeing the meteor chew and swallow the elixir, the boss said.

“I will report the situation after I organize it. Return to the barracks. ”

At that, luck nodded. The boss said to Baeun-ji, who was standing by the meteor.

“Let me take you to the barracks.”

Baeunji nodded and smiled brightly.

The barracks were located in the center of the military camp, which was set up facing the Chakmokmok Basin.

Unsung returned to the barracks and laid himself deep in a chair prepared for him.

I got a little better thanks to the elixir, but it’s only first aid.

Cheonhui’s enormous history that he inherited from the meteor couldn’t be recovered just because he had eaten one elixir.

The meteor slowly closed its eyes. I felt someone bringing a warm blanket and covering myself.

I could see without seeing.

Perhaps it was Baek-un-ji, but I didn’t think about sleeping well, but his heart was felt and his mutter murmured with his eyes closed.

I closed my eyes so I did not know luck.

The face of Baekwoonji who heard thank you to Unsung rose red like red poem. … .

Instead of closing his eyes and going to sleep, Yun brought in breath.

Slowly and deeply.

When the breath goes out again, break out and release.

Without letting out all the breath coming in, as if to put some deep in the chest.

From there, the internal air accumulates.

From there, the history is recovered.

The meteorite soon lifted the spirit of gundam.

Then he touched the danjeon, which was empty by more than half of its energy.

The energy that entered the breath piled up one by one before the vacancy.

Then, the empty vacancies began to disappear.

The breath of exhalation and exhalation, so as to recover the history of the moment, the gangcheok entered the barracks of Yunseong.

As he entered, luck opened his eyes.

It was a short time, but the subordinate facial expressions were tired due to the recovery of history.

‘You’re still half human even when you enter the mouth.’

I thought that luck felt that subordinate fatigue, smiled self-help.

A coroner bowed in front of the planet.

“I will report you the situation.”

Noun nodded and his boss bowed again.

“First, I will report the damage of our school. The damage of the school is not so great, but the casualties have been about two hundred. The number of casualties is excluded, of which thirty are dead. ”

As he said, it was a slight damage for the war.

It was possible because of all the meteors who drove the battle to the end. What if you fought to die with the sects there?

Without knowing, more than double the casualties would have come out. All are like balls of luck.

However, the meteor did not stand up for itself. I asked something else instead.

“What are the treatments of the dead?”

“I am going to pay their family some amount of money in school. I will first transfer their bodies to the church, and then we will have funerals after the war. ”

“Fortunately you were able to crush your body.”

A correlative chuck nodded.

The war is so terrible that the person living today becomes a corpse tomorrow and the person who ate together eats.

And even their bodies could not be settled properly.

That is war.

By the way, the damage was not as great as it might have been, and their bodies could be collected.

There was a war and it was really fortunate.

“What happened to those who surrendered?”

“The number of those who surrendered is about seventeen hundred. The two hundred who did not surrender attempted to resist and all decapitated. ”

“Who surrendered?”

“Once they were all gathered in one place, they had to keep an eye on them. If the principal orders it, the process will take place immediately. ”

The meteor slept sneaky. I was worried about what to do them.

A correlative chuck solved such anxiety.

“I think it would be best to save them and return them to their hometowns or their homes.”

Unsung also had to worry about it was a car. But when the relatives say the same thing, I was curious.

“You thought like me. Why did the military think that? ”

A correlator laughed at the question of the meteor.

He guessed why luck thought.

“Aren’t you an example of the Boyle as an example?”

The luck was intended to leave a precedent that if they did not fight Protestant life by saving them, they could save their lives and return to life.

Absolute obedience to Protestantism is not necessary.

It is not necessary to just show it to Protestant events and pull out the sword.

A precedent showing it.

And the meaning of going back to life was very great.

When a large number of disciples of a door come back alive, they can not only play their part but also continue their generations.

‘Unlike Spear Master Sect.’

The meteor closed its eyes.

Spear Master Sect still reminds me of the tantrum.

However, Yun knew that it was not the plainsman who was to blast this anger.

Non-sane middle-class adherents who say that cattle must be sacrificed for generations.

And more terrible than the Moim Blind.

It was they who were to rage. For others, the words Spear Master Sect didn’t have to go through the same grief that caused the doors to break.

“I feel the same way with you. I’d be able to Boyle with this opportunity. ”

The luck nodded.

It was then that he added an opinion.

“But you can’t just return it.”

The eyebrows of the meteor swayed at the words of his boss.

“What do you mean?”

The question looked at the cloud with a smile as if it had been expected.

“If you send them this way, you can be an example, but the dignity of Protestantism will not be so high. So instead of letting it live, it would be right to receive a reasonable price. It also costs the dignity of Protestantism. ”

The luck asked his head, asking his head.

“Will you accept money?”

If the goods or money, the Protestant who is involved in some of the trade on the silk road overflows like a mountain.

Wouldn’t it be necessary to receive goods?

The luck face made a sullen expression.

The boss said, waving his head.

“Why don’t you do this?”

“I’ll send it to you, so I’ll put a seal on the silk?”

A long line of Murim people.

An unmanned man in the middle murmured at the procession.

They were all partisan uninhabited survivors of the Sidalmok Basin during the Qinghai War.

The reason they lined up was because of a story from the post of Protestantism they had surrendered some time ago.

Protestantism saves those who surrender.

Protestantism is not high enough to beheaded enemies who do not fight.

Instead, leave only one thing.

One thing to leave was the prisoner.

Put a lot of ink on the palm of the palm print on the silk.

The strange fact that all of the uninhabited unmanned people shook their heads.

But it was as it was told.

If I could leave a prisoner and go back alive, I thought it was an extra business.

The loyalty to the former lords who died?

How can we call those who ordered bows to disciples of the alumni as doormen?

They were glad that the alumni and colleagues who had spent a long time together survived, even though the owner died.

And thanked them that they could return home and to the Moon.

So they were willing to stamp.

Some have shown signs of discomfort.

But when others stamped them, they too.

A few more days later, several more flags fluttered in the army of Cult of Heavenly Demon.

It was a flag with hundreds of prisoners.

The flag accompanies every path of the Cult of Heavenly Demon, and sightings spread throughout the world.

And of course, there were also those who were sensitive to the flag.