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

Lancaine-Bunell's battle with Grad-Clyde was halfway deposited because a monster suddenly appeared just around the middle between the Red Knight and him on the verge of contact. A giant Imperial Demon reminiscent of a pink black lion.

The Imperial Demon, known as Gavrait, screamed at the decent eating of the attack that they both launched at about the same time. It's a giant body three meters long. If we approach, we can say that we will not remove the attack. Be as skilled as Lancaine, though.

Lancaine leaked a bitter laugh that the pre-emptive blow was hampered by an unexpected cross spear. Run the horse first, take a distance, and watch gabrate shake his neck sideways in such a way that he doesn't know what happened. It was here that I wanted to, but I had no choice but to tell the Imperial Devil who didn't solve the human language.

My father's blade didn't break a blade, but it didn't look like it had any blood or oil on it. It should have been a direct hit, but apparently it just smashed the Imperial Devil's outer shell. I guess I slapped him on the thick part of his torso.

That was also something I had no choice about. The target should have been Grad-Clyde. The Red Knight, who crushed the rock wall by his father, jumped on his horse and approached Lancaine. Stone is the first to target a powerful armed summoner. I thought intercepting the Red Knight, who has penetrated that stone street, was not a bad taste as a lancaine.

And on the verge of a horse with two rides trying to stagger, that incredible phenomenon happened. The void was distorted, and the Imperial Devil appeared. Lancaine knew that it was clearly different from a summons. Because I didn't see the surgical ceremony, and more importantly, if it hadn't been invented, such as how to summon an organism, it couldn't have been established.

The emergence of monsters, as if they had been transferred from somewhere, forced the smell of a miserable battlefield into their surroundings. The smell of blood that turns back. Tired of death odors dye Lancaine's consciousness. I felt like I even wanted to laugh. This is exactly what I dreamed of, and that's why I was at my best to contain the feeling of getting expensive.

It must not be so exalted that it is about to lose consciousness on the battlefield. Don't forget me. Otherwise, if you can't even scatter death, you won't even be able to feel death. And don't let the dog stop being a dog.

It was the hustle and bustle that then danced his ears. The enthusiasm and madness of the battlefield swirled as it descended and gushed around him. Gandhian soldiers stood flaunted as they circled their gaze paying attention to the trends of the Imperial Devil and the Red Knight. I can tell from the armor I wore around me and the outfit I wore underneath it. Combat clothing and lightweight armor paid only to regular soldiers. The luxurious funds were Gandhia's few strengths.

"This is..."

Lancaine couldn't swallow the situation instantly, but she only knew one thing. Soldiers with weapons were fighting the Imperial Devil, who stood in the way of the Red Knight's battle. I don't think we should just stop by and get together. The other guy is the other guy. Gavrait is particularly large among the Imperial Demons, and its fighting power is unparalleled. Even armed summoners will be forced to struggle depending on their strength.

It was only logical that the soldiers could not be defeated so easily when they joined forces. All the more so if we try to contain the damage. That's how I showed up here. I don't know how, and I can't discuss the principles, but they emerged around Lancaine as a reality. That is the only fact, and there is no room for doubt.

I must have metastasized it in some way, but I didn't have enough time to identify the cause.

He realized that the Imperial Devil had no movement.

On the surface of the outer shell covering the entire body of the gablet, a muscle of light ran like a leaf vein. The innumerable rays of light were a phenomenon that occurs when gabrates concentrate the energy of the whole body on a single point, and the flow of light was towards the lion's mouth. What the convergence of enormous energies hunches is the proliferation of devastating forces.

Lancaine was loud enough to hear the soldiers around her as she ran her horse aggressively.

"Get down!

The light of the explosion burned my eyes and the sound blocked my ears. A shock wave hit him hard in the back and thrust him through his entire body. I didn't hear a horse scream. It's only natural that the hearing was hit. If anything happens to Emerion, he doesn't have a face to match Orin - Lancaine was thinking about that while he was thrown in the hollow. My whole body is screaming. Thanks to the immense power of destruction rushing through like a storm, my whole body was melted away.

Though it was only passivity that could be taken, the shock of the fall became a chase and annoyed his consciousness. I think I heard a roar like a mockery. Imperial Demon Gavrait. It means he wasn't a good opponent because he was otherwise distracted. Regardless, I was cautious, but I couldn't imagine the Imperial Demon taking no account of the damage done to me and going into such action.

Equals suicide bombing.

Lancaine picked up a hand axe that was falling nearby as she forced herself up with a painful body. Ground Dragon Father. Looks like he was out of his hands when he was blown away. The vision was still not normalized, but it is not difficult to identify its location solely by the senses. Sometimes a willed weapon tells you where you are.

With an axe in his hand, he perceives that the Emperor Devil's killing spirit is concentrated here. Is Grad-Clyde not in the eye, or has he been rendered powerless by the current explosion? Either way, it must be troublesome. Lancaine must fight a large Imperial Demon, always paying attention to the Red Knight trend.

but.

"Let's do it."

What the recovering retina projected behind his brain was the sight of a giant black lion crushed by a blow of the Red Knight. A red-hot fist seemed to pierce the pitch-black outer shell, monster and make him scream. I can't hear a sound. My ears are still crazy.

Grad didn't even look like he was caught in a gablet explosion. Just the information that you have the means to escape that explosion is enough to alert you. Lancaine grinned at the edge of her mouth. My soul trembles. I hear death. Now that's what it was worth to be a dog.

A man has stepped over the Imperial Devil's giant. There is no response to the lion. It must have been deadly.

"I'm Grad-Clyde. Become a Logner warrior. And this is the shape of my friend. His name is Deep Crimson."

The man's voice was clearly heard. I know why. Because we have to keep listening. The name of the warrior, and his mouth, must be engraved in memory. The battle is for a moment. If it is, it makes sense and it is worth it.

So he opens his mouth, too.

"I'm Cain-Vivre. Gandia's dog. This is Ground Dragon Father. It's been a long time since I've taught anyone else."

Lancaine couldn't resist telling me her pseudonym. Even though it is a pseudonym, it will continue to be this name as long as it is governed by Gandhia, so it does not matter if it is a true name.

Grad's eyes glowed dull. At that time, it wasn't my fault that the crimson armor seemed to be glowing. In fact, the armor of the man confronting Lancaine was emitting a pale light. Summoning Armed. The name Deep Crimson seems to have been given purely from its appearance, but it's also just speculation. Details of the abilities are unknown. Crushing thick rock walls and piercing the Imperial Devil's strong outer shell, there is something terrible about it.

Eat properly and die instantly.

(Interesting)

Lancaine admitted to being wrapped up in a different aurora than when she found Setuna. It's not like that. I have to recognize that's something special.

Black spear setuna.

Huh, he was the one who flashed that he was creating this situation, and when he came to think it must be the right answer, Lancaine was jumping to Grad with a raving grin.

What the hell happened?

The landscape ahead distorted along with the feeling of being bounced. And I thought, during the bundle, I heard the roar of monsters and the hanging of soldiers, and the blood splash colored his vision. Different sounds of fun than the surrounding enemy soldiers were impatient, and there was a unique force in those who sought to hit things with all their bodies and spirits to protect their lives. It's clearly different from the madness on the battlefield that drives bravery.

Lux-Vein was at the forefront of the battlefield along with Sigurd-Foliar, Jin-Krall and other mercenary groups, The Pale Wind. Instead of maintaining the front line, he followed the captain's ass into the enemy formation to open a breakthrough to push it up, but to be surrounded by enemy soldiers, but he was rather pleased with it.

The idea of watching the machine while maintaining adhesion doesn't suit his sexuality at all.

The title of Assault Captain is like a half-decoration, but I could also say that it represents his character on the battlefield. Lux was good at cutting ahead and going in anyway. The main reason was because the best way to wield a long sword was to have no allies around him, but he thought that would be the most efficient way to make it work.

But in our present state, we are not free to wield the long sword. Of course, you can fight with a poking subject, and you can afford to wave your sword so you don't hit your side. When you have allies around you, you feel burdensome. It was only painful for a human like him not to be able to wield his power freely.

And it's alien.

The anomalies that occurred in the middle of the battlefield caused a great deal of confusion, regardless of the enemy allies. Countless demons, large and small, have emerged. Maybe it's better not to be confused.

"Don't you think?

"What?"

'Cause I'm cool, too.'

"Am I right? Don't be calm at a time like this. What are you gonna do?"

"That's what I'm gonna do."

He runs his gaze, pointing at the tip of his mouth at Sigurd's unseemly reaction. It was the Imperial Devil and the Gandia soldiers who emerged. I don't know where it came from or how. It could be the one called spatial transfer. Lux knows the existence of a subpoena armed with that capability. Though, it's only knowledge to the extent of rumors.

Crossing the space and jumping even time is about the demon and the feared armed summoner Azmaria-Altemax's summons Armed Gate of Vermillion. But I don't even think the demons are going to intervene in this war, and it's unclear why they transferred the Gandia soldiers for intervening. Speaking of which, I don't understand what it means to disturb the Imperial Devil.

The Imperial Devil ranges from large to small. Led by Gavrait the Black Lion with a golden hyena, the overall behavior of Red War Ghost (Resbel), Blue War Ghost (Besbel), Thunderbeast (Bleek) and Imperial Demon also gets laughable when it gets this far. It was only natural that it would cease to be a place of war. There is no point in being killed by the Imperial Demon the next moment for killing an enemy soldier frightened by the Imperial Demon and giving him an effect. For the Imperial Devil, all human beings are enemies.

The atmosphere trembled so intensely that it filled the battlefield. I hear screams. He understood the situation. A black lion moved. A flash of tail uprooted the soldiers who were around the gablet. Blood smoke rises and a void is created around the Imperial Devil. The soldiers have come a long way. Arrange shields and build a formation of iron walls that will rain arrows from the rear. But an arrow poured like heavy rain is not even suitable to scratch the outer shell of the Imperial Devil.

"I guess it's time."

Lux stared at himself like a beautifully clear lake surface as he rebuilt his gravestone. It's hard to pierce the thick armor of a gabrate with just a weapon. In that regard, Gravestone spoke well. A powerful summoning arm that cleaves even iron armor like a piece of paper scrap.

My back gets slapped.

"Go. You're going to come out flashy."

"Is that okay?

Lux looked back properly. I wondered how I should react to a response I wouldn't even look at. Sigurd's wildly flavored face is laughing at this one. Just to see his smile, Lux's heart danced. It's not my fault the power comes out. I'm sure someone named Sigurd-Foliar has that kind of power.

"You can't overlook it any more than there's damage on your side. Hey, we're gonna make it this way."

"When you're that big, you have to be prepared for damage, but if you're gonna do it alone, there's no problem."

"That."

"I trust you."

I didn't feel bad about being slapped on the shoulder by Jin-Crale. We must respond to the thick trust of the Head of Mission and the Deputy Head of Mission. Otherwise, you should return the title of Assault Captain, etc. Most importantly, whether there was such a thing or not, Lux intended to reward their trust with a full body and spirit. but it's a completely different word from emotion that came out with my mouth shut.

"I'll do it, you just have to!

That's what told him to throw up, and Lux turned his gaze back on Gabriel. Move out to leave the two that would be distracted behind. While the enemies around us are wary of this one, they are also being pursued in response to the Imperial Demon who has appeared in various parts of the battlefield. Same goes for my own army. Even the mercenaries remain the same. But Sigurd left the imperial demon measures to one Lux. That means "The Pale Wind" is going to ride this mess.

(You earn war)

The enemy army can't move properly in this situation either. That's why it's a good opportunity. Regardless, the Imperial Devil has no enemies or allies. Mercenaries, like other soldiers, will only look like bait. Maybe it's Sigurd's idea that if he gets close, he'll have to engage, but until then, he doesn't mind being silent.

Small, medium-sized Imperial Demons like Bleek and Bethbell wouldn't mind that. but if you leave a large Imperial Demon like Gavrait alone, it could do enormous damage to your allies. No matter how much kung fu you gain, it doesn't make sense for your own army to collapse.

Lux watched as that siege net was loosened by the roar raised by the black lion. A joint front by the soldiers of Gandia and Logner. If you see them killed without enemy allies, you will. But this is a battlefield. It's only now that we can get along.

It would be further confusion to wait before defeating a common enemy.

It's probably a smart choice to take advantage of this situation.

(Well, anyway)

Lux kicked the ground and leaped. Jump over the siege net and leap out in front of the Imperial Devil. The lion's attention turned to us in an instant. That's it.

"Don't stand in the way of your war."

Lux poked his cut at the tip to control the lion's tip.