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

Setuna, who had left the woods, had figured out a way to get to the battlefield.

Crude is dead. His heartbeat stopped and his life was over. He must have come to understand his death and help Miliu. He had special feelings for Miliu, I'm sure. Perhaps that is not to be represented by the word love or love. It's not easy to say.

So Setuna, when she saw his death, went through the woods without a word. Speaking of which, it could blaspheme his death. For some reason, Setuna became flabbergasted when she realized herself impressed by his death, which was supposed to be the enemy.

Crude was an enemy to be defeated. Besides, he's the man who cornered Faria. I can tell from her figure floating in the back of my brain. No, if you look at Crude's ability to summon an armed summoner, you know that even an armed summoner as Faria can be cornered. Crude, who flew in as a light sphere, even ignored the slaughter of the black spear. The ability to avoid enemy attacks by photospherizing is difficult to fight even in Setuna. It was also inevitable that Faria would be pushed.

I have incredible feelings for such enemies. Although I find myself uncomfortable with the form of emotion I don't know who I am, it wasn't unpleasant. Rather, it's comfortable. I had that feeling so that I could remember that I was human.

"Humans…?"

Setuna, uh, snapped. No, he is in a sense of omnipotence that is completely far from human.

The brightness of nowhere, such as the darkness of night, had opened his sight. Only the light of the stars and the moon recognises the same light as the day. A real black spear and a false black spear. Both possess comparable powers, as has been found in the battle against Miliu. And I got the replica, and I also found out that the perception wasn't wrong.

With the possession of two black spears, Setuna's consciousness was enlarged more than usual, her five senses crossed, and her physical abilities were amplified. If we waved the spear, intense sword pressure rolled up and it became a shock wave. Even one pretended to bring overwhelming power to Setsuna. The two spears give Setuna more power than that.

Hearing captures the sounds of the battlefield, smells wide of the battlefield, tactile feels the air of the battlefield, and vision shows the landscape of the battlefield. The information gathered by every sensation is reconstructed in the back of the brain, becoming a scene and expressly portrayed. I also saw two armed summoners heading to the battlefield. Faria and Ruufa. The only way to lighten up the burden of the two full-blown creatures is for Setsuna to end the battle.

(How, go?

Even if you just run, you'll get to the battlefield of the Astar squad faster than Faria. But then we won't make it to Ruufa's. I want you both to rest as soon as possible. Regardless, there is a desire to contain the damage to the western march, but the most important thing is about Faria and Ruufa. Two painful figures burn in the back of my brain and I can't leave.

They may be hallucinations that two black spears show. Maybe it's closer to paranoia than imagination. But to Setuna, the two figures depicted in the back of his brain were very unlikely to be the product of paranoia. In the first place, there is no inevitability for Setuna to imagine Faria's wounded appearance. Even for a scratchy ruufa. It's Setuna herself who hurts to paint such a figure in the back of her brain. Setsuna doesn't have a hobby that hurts her.

(Spatial transfer……)

Setuna snapped in her chest, comparing the two black spears. Blood-mediated spatial metastases. It's one of the black spear abilities that Logner expressed during his infiltration. I have only used it twice so far. Once, it was activated in the midst of a battle against a horde of Imperial Demons and nearly killed Ruufa.

Now that I think about it, that ability may have been expressed by Chaos Blinger's perceived presence of Lance of Design. The second time, shortly after the battle against Wayne Bersein-Teulos. This one was also activated in the midst of the battle against the crowd of Imperial Demons, who, along with the surrounding Imperial Demons and Gandian soldiers, transferred to the middle of the battlefield. Because of this, the battlefield was chaotic and Setuna was able to fly to the Astar-Lanadies' location.

Both mediate the blood of the Imperial Devil.

Must it be the blood of the Imperial Devil, or not?

Setsuna had never tried anything other than that twice. Because we have never encountered a scene that requires spatial metastasis, and because there is an awareness that we need blood as a mediator. You can't slash one just to try spatial metastases.

(But...)

Setuna looked down at her feet. There's no problem cutting it off if you're not someone else. No, maybe it's a problem, but it has nothing to do with Setuna right now. Right now, we need to get to the battlefield as soon as possible.

If any mediated blood is fine, then Setuna's own blood should be fine. If we need a lot of blood, we'll end up failing, but now we have two black spears. Some impossibility should also work.

(Eh, try the stuff!

Setuna laid down the aim of the black spear on her right hand on her left thigh. Rip every piece of armor that was covering my legs. The moment he recognized that the pain ran and there was bleeding - he felt the space screw bent. When I realize it, I find myself in a blazing hustle and bustle. There are flocks of iron armor around. The soldiers, who stood with their bows pointing upwards, seemed to have become noisy at the sudden intruders.

"And the enemy!

"Hey, what happened!

"Suddenly the enemy is in the middle!

(In the middle?)

Setuna learned of the success of the metastasis experiment, wanting to block her ears to the screams of the soldiers. This means that the mediated blood need not be the Imperial Demon, and that, with two black spears, even a small amount of blood is transferable. The pain hurts but the wound is shallow. The fact that you can metastasize with that degree of bleeding is definitely because you have two black spears in your hand. Never before have I remembered being able to transfer so easily.

And I also instantly understand where I transferred to. An unusually enhanced sense of five drives us to understand the situation. It is the soldiers of Zalwarn who swoop around Setuna. It was the presence of an army that would besiege these soldiers that could be so judged. We are in the middle of a siege by the Dorkas. It can be said that they are besieged by the besieged soldiers. But suddenly what happened with Setuna appearing is confusion. Enemy soldiers can't help but respond to unexpected intruders who don't know how.

Faster than the soldiers around them moving in unison, Setsuna, because he was waving a two-handed spear. A flash of spear on the left split the torso of the enemy soldier at close range forward up and down. Waving down the spear to the right, a dozen soldiers equally broke off in a hanging. The scream of the Terminator buzzes the tympanic membrane, and a blood splash dyes the vision red. There was a cry. He wields a spear as he turns around and slaughters the enemy soldiers that were full behind him. Seeing a raft that could in an instant come to fruition from a human to just a piece of flesh, Setsuna admitted that the space was distorted.

Once again, metastasis occurs. Except you're the only one who transfers. It is not a metastasis with winding sounds around us, as it did during the Logner War.

Vision widens. Now, it wasn't in the battlefield. in the air. After a moment of stagnation, we try to be pulled by gravity and fall to the ground. In the middle of it, I saw a bunch of armor reflecting the moonlight. Withdraw the foreword. Looks like we've moved into the middle of the battlefield again this time. It was still in the enemy formation that fell, and the enemy soldiers seemed flashed by the black objects falling from overhead. But it moves right out.

"And, enemies!?

"Is that a black spear!?

"What do you mean!?

Setuna grasped the situation by stroking the soldiers, who raise questions marks in their mouths, as they rose up. The enemy was half-destructed. The interdiction between Astar and Ayn broke down the formation at the beginning of the match. It was like being thrown into the heart of a collapsed formation, but Setuna has nothing to do with the state of the enemy army or anything else. The enemy is destroyed. That's all there is to it.

Nevertheless, it was also a riot. From the north, Ayn's horseback squad has taken the tactic of war that he will leave if he penetrates, and from the south, he is in the lead from General Astar. Shockwaves due to sword pressure could have involved allies. It doesn't make sense to kill allies because of how many enemies you've destroyed. He had to figure out how to fight.

Most importantly, you don't have to think deeply at all. All we have to do is swing around to keep the shock waves from happening. Lightly, he tore the enemy soldiers apart from each other in armor even if he shook them down without force, or stretched them to poke lightly, crushing shields and skewering about a few people. You don't have to help it. I also wanted to try and see what would happen if I swung it through as hard as I could, but the situation didn't allow it.

Metastatic phenomena occur.

Again, to the battlefield of the Dorka squad. Now he transferred to the outer perimeter of the siege formation. Even if you don't look around, I can understand. The senses are sharpened over time. Get a sharper, more accurate picture of what's going on around you. The enlargement of consciousness subsided. But no, that's why the five senses are further strengthened. Setuna also realized that even she was about to lose sight of herself, feeling stronger as if she had no boundaries. But you can't let go of a two-handed spear right now. Until the enemy forces surrender, until the safety of their allies is confirmed, and until Faria and Ruufa rest in peace, they must kill the enemy.

That is Setuna Zenon-Kamiya's mission.

"Whoa!? Lord Kamiya!?

It was undoubtedly the Dorka-Form that surprised him greatly in the rear, but Setuna just threw a glance at him and nothing. Turn to the siege and jump. Fly a few meters in one leg, over the heads of the soldiers under siege, and into the enemy line. Arrows and spears greeted me, but silenced before a swing of the spear. The arrows splattered, and the spears blew up with each arm. Land in the gap between the enemy lines, listening to the screams raised by the soldier who had the spear. An enemy soldier took a simultaneous distance from Setuna. An earlier slaughter play must have prompted them to be vigilant. But wherever we were in the siege, it was a range of black spears.

Setuna waved down the black spear with nothing, and also with the other spear. I admit as a real feeling that countless sounds of life disappear. A flash of spear is taking the lives of more than a dozen soldiers. The flesh instantly turns into a meat mass, and not long before it screams, it becomes a dead man without a mouth. The usual. That's what I'm always going through.

(no)

A further spatial metastasis occurred when Setuna shook her head in her chest. The consciousness is distorted and the scenery is screwed. When normalized, the metastasis is over. Once again, they are among the enemies interdicted by the Astar and Ayn squads. Swing the spear and let the blood splash rise. Little, if any, of the screams of the disconnected demon. Because you will die soon after you feel the pain. That may be better than dying in desperate pain, but it doesn't make a difference. Nobody wants to die. Now there was a soldier who witnessed the emergence of Setuna and fled screaming. The soldier, who turned his back on this one, was pierced by a horse rider spear that had penetrated from the rear of Setuna, and died after agony.

(Not always, not always)

More than usual, the sensation of crossing punches the beating throughout the battlefield into Setuna's ear. Heart sounds. The sound of life. Everyone is trying so hard to live. I'm desperate, trying to survive. No matter the enemy or ally, no one or he is crying out that he does not want to die. That's a voiceless voice. It's not the same as the voice of the heart. It's not emotion.

Instinct.

My instincts as an organism are swirling on this battlefield. No, that's not all. Just like life, there is also a thirst for death. Looks like I hear a death scream.

Some threw up blood reflexes, but still rewarded the enemy with an arrow and distorted his mouth. Lose your life by being attacked there by another enemy. Some died sheltering their allies from their enemies who saved their predicament. The man who took the horseman's spear with his shield took a dozen arrows as he tried to turn it into a counterattack. The man, who played a big stand around against a large number of enemies, was also desperate when he was shot through the neck by an arrow that flew in from nowhere.

There were numerous lives, countless deaths.

Setuna is about to call an even greater number of deaths on that battlefield. No, he had already killed so many enemy soldiers that he couldn't count.

Plus, kill.

In his superhuman senses, he held a black spear with both hands.