Armed Summoners - Black Spears and the Brave Men of the Other World

Appearing above the open gate over the Wang capital Rune Berel, pouring down like rain, was the monster of alien aliens - the Imperial Demon. Without concealing any hostility to humans and their willingness to kill, the number of monsters falling with an intimidating roar would have been too high, and it would have been difficult for the Knights alone to even intercept them. If we can mobilize all the Knights' forces, we will also be able to repel them, but we must be prepared for some sacrifice.

But I didn't have to worry about that any more than the main force of The White Shield was gathering here.

Someone screamed in the crowd. Natural reaction. A monster came down from the head. For those who live on this continent, there is nothing more terrifying than the Imperial Devil.

It's death.

Death that exists harshly.

The powerless and weak cannot resist its overwhelming violence, but only become corpses.

Quon, while acknowledging the stupidity of those gathered with wild horse guts, nevertheless did not let go. Everyone is the same fool. Even Quon can't say enough that he was smartly brought to life. Besides, nobody could have imagined this would happen.

The Imperial Devil follows and lands around the Quons. Despite falling from high altitudes, the monsters did not disfigure or fail to land. The ground swayed as if a local earthquake had been caused by the fall of numerous monsters.

They stood with limbs and two legs, just like humans. It was clear to everyone that the blow carried out from their flesh was the greatest weapon, not to mention their muscles. Her skin was blue and red light was leaking from her eyes. There were horns growing on his head, which reminded him of ghosts coming out of Japanese heritage and such.

Identification name Bethbell.

"Oh, the Imperial Devil has come down -!

"Run, run!

"Hi-ha, help me!

There was panic.

Citizens run away screaming, causing confusion on the ground. The Knights stood up hard to guide such people. Some of the Knights pulled out their swords and jumped on Bethbell, but it seemed they could only do enough to divert the Imperial Demon's consciousness from the citizens. There's no way the slaughter won't go through. He is a member of the Knights who has survived rigorous training. The blow of that sword can't be worse than the Quons and the mercenaries.

Fatigue builds up in the Knights. Too much strength was taken away in the flames that wrapped the Graham Mansion. Just walking this far is draining even less health. There was no way I could fight properly.

I don't even expect it from you.

Though the safety of life is ensured more than the power of the shield is acting, there can be no overconfidence. This is the first time we've protected so many people at the same time. The power of an invincible shield may not function completely. In that case, I didn't even know what would happen. Citizens alone should be allowed to evacuate the scene while the damage is not being done. That way, you don't have to disperse the power of the shield.

Quon spoke to Graham.

"Lord Graham, evacuate the citizens as soon as possible and seal off an alley called the Alley. Keep the Imperial Devil here to prevent the spread of damage."

"Ha!"

The Knights Commander nodded in a prestigious manner as the crowd and the Knights, the Imperial Demons, went into the mess. The anger of the executives continues on Graham's loud voice. You can leave the treatment of the citizens and the Knights to him.

The Quons must sperm out the ghost exorcism.

The number of Imperial Demons who stood down on the earth was gracefully over a hundred, enough to fill their sights. The monsters were attacking citizens and knighthood members with deafening screams, but they were inhibited by an invisible shield, and no one was able to injure them alone. And that irrational fact pisses Beth off.

"Is it time to go"

Let's do that.

Waldo and Mana threw their gazes at each other and at the same time stepped out in front of Quon. Usually they are two people who often bump into each other, but it is very reliable where they breathe together if it is a battle.

Nevertheless, the battle had already begun. The Imperial Demon and the Knights and the fleeing citizens can't be a hell of a painting, though, simply because the Wall of Defense by the Great Guardian (Shield of Messiah) is functioning.

Had Quon not extended the protection of the shield to its citizens, things would have been very difficult by now. It's not like it's tough. It must have been like a nasal cry.

"Fantasy of the night, let's play!

Waldo kicked the ground with momentum. Jump forward. A large man's body, like a mass of muscle, instantly scratched out of Quon's sight. Speed is not the cause. Kuon's vision made him unrecognizable.

That's Black Phantom's ability.

Bethbell's giant, which was hitting citizens in the front, suddenly blew up without any foretaste. Shortly afterwards, Waldo appeared on the spot and disappeared after a breath. Waldo beat him up.

"Oh, do you even think that dialogue is like that?

Mana's looking back at this one. My heart is clear.

"What do you think?

"Please pay attention from Master Quong. He said it doesn't look devastating."

"That's so spicy."

Quon had no choice but to smile bitterly.

"Then I will come into battle. Please don't just push it."

"I know, I know."

I agree with Mana's words of concern from the bottom of my heart. After being forced to fight alone, he tore it apart and nearly lost his life. I still can't fight on my own.

One cannot live alone. If we don't support each other, we can't help moving forward.

That's why he believed he had the strength to protect everyone.

Protect everyone, protect everyone, stay here.

That's fine. That's enough.

and it was the fierce roar of the Bethbells that interrupted Quon's thought. Numerous lights blinked continuously, dyeing Quon's vision blue and white. Bethbells must have breathed out the light that they produced in their bodies in unison. Flashing breath. Hit the ground, buildings, and shield barriers, scattering explosions and white smoke.

A scream came out of the crowd, and the Knights felt defeated by the Imperial Devil. The smoke explosion, which can now stand in, makes it difficult to grasp the situation, but Quon's expanded five senses project the surrounding characters behind his brain like clear footage.

A glimmer of wind passed through the swarm of blue ghosts walking wide. A pitch-black breeze. Shortly after that wind passed, several Bethbells collapsed at the same time. The Imperial Demons, who sank into the earth with more and more black blood, died without understanding what had happened to them. I didn't even raise the scream of the disconnected demon.

Nestled in a herd of corpses without a blood splash is an assassin woman dressed in a Godzilli-style costume. Iris. There was no blade or other grip on her hand, and Quon had no idea by what means she had defeated the monster.

"... this is going to cause more confusion."

Mana-Ericcia frowned secretly. Though the footsteps to the battlefield were light, they were not calm in the heart. Because as the smoke exploded into the wind, it was found that Bethbell's spewed rays had destroyed the road and caused great damage to the surrounding buildings as well. There are holes in the walls and ceilings of the standing houses, and dust is stuck in them. Were the people who would have been in the building safe?

Although no damage has been done to the protected object of Quon's shield, it is not necessarily the case that this situation does not extend to the entire rune berel. Quon moved the Knights not to be, but whether or not they will work as they see fit in this confused situation.

Mana set up a stardust as she felt the kill coming from the whirlpool of white smoke in the front left. Her subpoena armed. Should it be called a hammer about eighty centimeters long? There are countless thorns on the patterned head, and the thorns also look blue and white and glowing. The pattern was somehow adorably wrapped with a water-colored ribbon, which seemed to destroy the image of a martial bone strike weapon.

Mana, who only seems seemingly powerless, would have an incompatible score. The dress I wear is applauding the discomfort. but stardust was a weapon she was used to using. Before that, it was a subpoena. Armed only for her summoned from different worlds. There's no way I can summon something I can't use. And besides being an armed summoner who has dived through tough workouts, her luxurious looking limbs were just like the flesh of a trained warrior. I don't even make as much of it as swinging a mace.

A blue ghost jumped into Mana's sight, scattering smoke. Bethbell's red eyes capture this one. The killer was sharp and seemed to pierce his skin.

Bethbell roared. They jump at me.

Mana twisted and twisted the right fist that the Imperial Demon had rolled out of her torso, hissing her body, she did not miss the gap that had arisen at that moment and slammed the tip of the stardust on Bethbell's head. Countless thorns pierce the intimidating face, crushing the skull as it is. Excellent response. Blood and brains splattered, and although the monster screamed, its gigantic body never collapsed. It must have been a fatal blow, but the Imperial Devil's obsession must have thrust and moved the dying flesh. I've been reaching out to Mana to grab her.

but I am intoxicated by the blow of Kaishin with Mana and do not commit any foolishness that exposes the gap. Her flesh was leaping back faster than Bethbell was going to fight back, and she was seeing the Emperor Devil's thick arm cut open the sky.

(What a well...)

I felt like I saw a monster's monster in the way he didn't lose his will to kill humans even after he destroyed his head, and Mana put a little effort into both hands holding the stardust. I can't get distracted. It's a natural mindset on the battlefield, and it's just a reaffirmation, with her, that she's never been distracted during a battle, and she's not going to.

Bethbell's miserably destroyed head was stabbed with a number of stardust thorns. Stardust's blue-white, shining thorns are slipping away the moment they pierce the subject.

Mana, counting the number of pricks stabbed at Bethbell, saw the Imperial Demons approaching from behind. Are you acting worried about your people, or are you acting out of the decision to defeat Mana, who left your people fatally injured? Either way, a great situation was emerging to exhaust.

Run more gaze.

There are no citizens or knighthood figures around. I'm already trying to get far away from this battlefield. The confusion still persisted, but the diligent calls and actions of the Knights seemed to have brought some of the citizens back to calm. So I don't know.

Quon was acting with Swell, and I could see Illis trying to rush to him. Flying. It's like a breeze. Her kinetic powers were of such a kind that no man could ever understand. It was too much to say that it was stained with monsters, but it was not felt to be beyond the range of abilities gained from normal workouts, etc.

Although you can't recognize Waldo waving the Black Phantom, there are no signs of his fever around Mana and you won't have to worry about him jumping in from side to side.

Keeping away from where Mana is wielding Stardust is tantamount to an implicit understanding of The White Shield. Nobody wants to get caught up in a buddy attack. Even if you were protected by an invincible shield, what you don't want to eat is a human being. Mana herself, I don't want to imitate including an ally in the target.

"It doesn't seem to be enough to strike."

Mana glanced at Bethbell as she approached us despite dying. He had his skull destroyed and his cerebral cord was dewy. Blood and body fluids are flowing down and the blue face is dyed in dark red. There was no decay in the red light emitted from his eyes, but rather a more intense intention to kill than ever before. The black killer runs and kills to the enemies to be destroyed.

She raised Stardust overhead as she shed the gaze of hostility with a cool face. The spineless part was somewhere inappropriate.

Fellow Blue Ghosts arrive around the dying Imperial Devil. Ten bodies. If you're a normal person, you're not the only one dealing with them. It is not courage, but recklessness, to stand alone against a crowd of Imperial Demons. They say it's extremely dangerous to even fight one-on-one. But they weren't armed summoners. It was the presence of the Summoning Army that overshadowed a pair of battle power differences and also outweighed the common sense of a large number of passives.

Her stardust is also no exaggeration when it comes to weapons out of common sense.

"Well, I'll be a little flashy."

Mana waved down the stardust. Beat it to the ground at your feet and unleash the power of Stardust. The diffusion of unseen forces. When the fluctuation of power reaches the Imperial Demon, it sends its first and final command to the thorn that remains pierced by its unbroken head. Every thorn conveyed the order emitted an intense light at the same time, smearing the dark world in blue and white. Chain of blast light. The screams of the Imperial Devil are swallowed by a grand blast. Even Mana's sight and hearing can drive you crazy.

More than a dozen thorns stabbed at Bethbell exploded in unison. It was so powerful and awesome that I wanted to lean my neck over where that fire power was hidden in those thorns, but Mana couldn't possibly know that. She is merely using the weapons of the other world that she has summoned. And if that power is something you can control, you don't need to figure it out to the principle.

Blowing with the blast was the flesh of the dispersed Imperial Demon, and it was nothing but miserable for them to scatter as they scattered their body fluids, which could no longer only be called flesh pieces or meat chunks. Most of them didn't keep their limits. It was such an explosion. But its scope was never wide, and of the ten Imperial Demons that were gathered in front of Mana, it killed five and caused serious injuries to the three, but not even minor injuries to the two that remained. I was going to destroy it.

"That didn't seem like much."

Mana rebuilt her stardust as she looked at the furious roaring monster. Although there are large holes in the ground of the explosion, we have to decide that there was not enough firepower. To increase the firepower of an explosion, there is nothing but increasing the number of thorns that detonate at the same time. However, the number of Stardust thorns is limited. I can't waste it.

From the front, two Imperial Demons, who were intact, flew away. Bethbell, seriously injured, is unlikely to be able to take part in the battle, although he has a shout of hatred and resentment. As far as that goes, it may even be difficult to exhale a flashing breath.

"Though"

She waved stardust toward the impending Bethbells. The hammer cut the sky and the thorns of the patterned head splattered. The thorn doesn't fall out only when it pierces an object. Mana's will also allowed her to fly like an arrow.

"With these numbers, you don't have to spare them."

Though there are more than a hundred Imperial Demons, there are invincible shields here, Waldo and Illis. The Knights are transformed into undefeated armies by shields, even though they cannot be guessed. They must also contribute to the annihilation of the Imperial Devil.

More than equal in number.

The quality of the individual is apparently better above Bethbell, but there are a number of holders of unplanned abilities here. The head of it would be Illis. Her people-by-person physical abilities were enough to make her jealous even through mana, which had strengthened her flesh through more than people-by-person workouts.

But that's why I can safely entrust Quon's escort.

A number of thorns that flew from Stardust pierced the faces and torso of the two Bethbells as they pushed straight towards Mana. That doesn't mean all bullets were hit, nothing more than praying that there were no allies ahead of the detached thorn. I don't have time to check. The enemy was no longer close to sight.

"This is for hands"

Mana stepped toward Bethbell when she set up the stardust. The distance is infinitely closer to zero. The Imperial Devil will not back down. He was like a baby who didn't know how to be scared. He keeps his fierce instincts peeled out, and he comes in. Concurrent attack from both directions forward.

"Huh!"

Mana swung the hammer as she breathed. Don't be afraid of the Imperial Devil's attack and bet everything on the speed of this blow. A blow of the whole body and spirit. The two Bethbells have been rolling their fists out of the front left and right, but only slightly faster than the two big fists reached Mana, with the tip of the stardust capturing the flank of the right Imperial Demon. Hands are good. The other fist was cutting off the sky.

Mana swung through the stardust to the left as it gained momentum. Beat the ghost giant to the other Bethbell. The Imperial Demon, who was slapped on his people, roared. It felt like she cursed her mouth, but there was no way she could understand the language of the monster, and she immediately jumped backwards when she glanced at the two friendly fallen Bethbells. force and shake the stardust down to the ground.

It was the detonation signal that diffused the moment Stardust touched the ground. It spreads like ripples and bursts the thorns of stardust simultaneously. A huge explosion broke out in front of Mana. Flashing ramblings that dye up even the night sky. A banquet of explosions that can hurt your eardrums. Shockwave. I couldn't even hear the Imperial Devil's Terminator.

"We're gonna do it flashy as ever."

Waldo narrowed his eyes, not least because of the dazzling flashes that fill the night sky. This is because Mana's Summoned Armed (Stardust) firepower has increased before and is awesome. The blast echoing the King's Capital at night must wake up a dreaming citizen and applaud this commotion. but I can't blame her. Whether the Wang Du goes into chaos or not, the annihilation of the Imperial Demon should be the top priority. It is only while we are giving strength and sparing for fear of the spread of confusion that we must avoid increased damage.

Waldo, looking down at his feet, confirmed that Bethbell, who had destroyed his head, was in despair. A blow by Black Phantom can mildly crush the skull. It is the same as the Imperial Devil who will perish if he destroys his head shattered. I don't know if I couldn't break it, but at least I wouldn't commit such a failure if the beating with my fist was even a direct hit. As mentioned above, we will not take a pull, even if the monster is the other person.

(fifth body, and)

Circulate your gaze around you. The number of monsters on the battlefield never seemed to decrease. In fact it should be decreasing. But the number of Bethbells was too high to feel like it was decreasing.

Whistle. and the gaze of the surrounding imperial demons poured on him simultaneously. but the Bethbells show a bare gesture with their necks tilted. Their red eyes don't show what a whistled human looks like. But signs do exist. I might even have heard the sound of breathing if I had cleared my ears. But I can't see. What do you want me to do with something that doesn't show up in my eyes?

Waldo slowly fisted as he watched the monsters react. Gather power from the Black Phantom into your fists to dramatically improve the power of your next blow.

Black Phantom. It is his summoning arm. He was a pitch-black cage hand covering from both forearms to the back of his hand, and was closer to armor than a weapon. It had a sharp angular shape and was decorated with jade near both wrists.

He took a step forward. Cross Bethbell's wreckage and attempt to approach a group of Imperial Demons. I won't try to erase the signs. I can't, I won't. I didn't have to hide my killings on this messed up battlefield. His signs can't be the only one floating around in the midst of numerous killings.

Two steps.

Bethbell hasn't noticed this one yet. Maybe it's because I lost interest in this one. One blast after another, the blinking flashes and intense shockwaves caught the attention of the monsters. Mana's rampage was covering for Waldo's attack.

Waldo jumped toward the monster who missed the Stardust explosion. I try to slap my right fist on that dumb side. Moment after moment, Bethbell has sensed this sign and turned her face. but even if they captured Waldo with those red, shining eyes, they wouldn't have been able to intercept him. When I turned around, Waldo's fist around his armor was on the verge of a direct hit. The fist determined the face of the Imperial Devil. Break through the skin, destroy the skull, and also crush the cerebromedulla. Absolute death that doesn't even make you scream.

A blow to the ground.

Waldo was leaping to another Imperial Demon without having to confirm the enemy's death as he landed in scattered blood and fluid. The number of Imperial Demons is high. The only way to put an end to the situation is to definitely kill the hell out of it, but it's a waste of time even confirming death. We must defeat our enemies quickly anyway.

Seeing it, the defensive line by the Knights built by the Imperial Devil to keep it on this occasion seemed to be working well. In an attempt to break through the Knights' walls, Bethbel's flock is mounting an intense offensive, but with the help of an invincible shield, the Knights had succeeded in maintaining an iron-walled defensive net without pursuing wounds as one of them.

After that, we're just gonna be active.

Crushing without who, he swung through his left arm as he turned behind him, slamming his back fist into the side head of the Imperial Demon who was directly behind him. Hate filled shouts echoed along with exceptional response. It didn't seem to crush Bethbell's head because he wasn't focusing his consciousness.

He quickly twists his body and sets up a foot payment, knocking a special blow into his shaken head faster than the fallen Imperial Demon responds. Waldo's fist pierced the face of the ghost on the verge of light spewing out of the monster's mouth. Most of all, the breath of the flash was exhaled, and it didn't hurt or itch.

(How about this lack of tension?

Perhaps it is the harm inflicted by the absolute protection of Quon's Shield of Messiah. It's supposed to be on the battlefield next to death, but it doesn't have any sense of urgency. That can blunt the warrior's senses and even waste the experience he's cultivated so far. Regardless, it is good to be promised safety. You can safely jump into a dead place. Being able to deal calmly without haste under any circumstances was also an advantage of shield protection.

And it was only under the shield that the White Shield came this far. It's impossible not to use a shield.

(Then we just have to keep ourselves from blunting the sensibilities of that battle)

There would be no easier answer.

Waldo smiled small at the edge of his mouth. I got more to do. Any battle is unacceptable out of hand. Be nervous and hone your moves. That should help push the White Shield further up.

Waldo kicked the ground again.

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Summoning can only take a while.

You have to cast a long spell to build a surgical ceremony. A line of ancient languages. A complex combination of strange words was, however, structured according to certain laws. By chanting a spell, he says, it draws on the power of the roots of life. Power of the soul. Spiritual power. Or magical power. Living and living is the power that every servant possesses, and dwells not only in man, but also in the flora and fauna?

While Ruufa chanted the spell, Faria was playing a big stand against a bunch of Imperial Demons. Even so, it wasn't a big deal. Raise the Aurora Storm, form an arrow, and shoot off. Whatever the hit, he was generating a new arrow, firing two shots and three in a row, holding the Imperial Devil close, or just destroying it. Don't expect the support of the White Saints led by Linonclair. They must be asked to act as a matter of the utmost priority to defend the night camps, and they will do so. You know you can't see the Phalia's, and you know they're moving to defeat the Imperial Demons.

Then there is one thing Phalia and the others should do.

The annihilation of the enemy in front of you.

That's all.

"Armed summons!

By the time Ruufa had completed his summons, the number of Imperial Demon Destructions in Faria had slightly exceeded twenty, and the flock of Imperial Demon Bleaks had reached a dozen meters ahead.

It is the pitch-black spear that manifested itself in the hands of Ruufa with so much flash that it swept away the darkness of the night. It had a disastrous shape, though not comparable to Setuna's spear. A strangely crooked tip is like a devil's horn, should I say? The pattern was naturally longer and the total length was longer than the height of Ruufa. There will be more than two meters. From the stone synapse was stretched a band like a devil's tail, and he didn't even know what role it would play, nor the person who assembled the procedure.

"Shall I call you Lance of Designer?"

A luufa with a pitch-black spear has said that.