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

There was a backflow.

An enormous amount of information has pushed the whole body backwards and has avalanched into consciousness. The amount of information like rage leads to devastating damage to the human consciousness called Crude-Fabruneia. Huge words, thoughts, resentments, curses, anger, sadness, and numerous emotions accelerate the confusion by becoming an unmatched mate with his own.

There was confusion, there was chaos.

He experienced countless lives and deaths in a sense of confusion of consciousness.

Fable Nair, Beaunel, Vivre, Revien, and Ryburn.

Five fortifications built to protect the Dragon House. In the fort, commonly known as the Five-Way Defensive Regiment, a noisy one was seen.

There was a rising green light in the dark. The green light that propagated the walls and floors of the fort drew intricate patterns and floated the spell in the void. The spell was a familiar string of ancient languages for armed summoners, and it seemed like they could also summon some sort of summoning arm just by mumbling it as it was.

No, you must have been able to. Those spells were extremely familiar configurations to Crude. The armed summoner of the Dragon Cave had to remember the technique. Though several summoning armies bearing the name of a dragon passed behind his brain, he never uttered a summoning spell.

I was more concerned about the scene jumping into the back of the retina than that.

And one was exposed to the light, and was illuminated. There are many military personnel. Anything that holds a weapon, anything that tries to wear armor, anything that was bickering - everyone was surprised, afraid and confused by this raging of light.

Even the elite Dragon Tooth Army soldiers found that they would be disrupted if they saw strange phenomena that they did not anticipate, but so there was nothing to say.

He couldn't figure out why he was seeing such a scene. In the first place, Crude doesn't even know what he's doing.

I followed the deal with Orian-Lebaen and just carried what he said. Using armed summons instead of him, that was just it, but Orian said, that it was painful to die for.

Crude is a dead body once, and he knows with his own hands what the bitterness of death is. Still, I had to deal with him because I thought about what happened after I got Miliu back. Milyu is Orian's daughter. The shortest way to connect with her is to get Orian's help. If it were for Orian's orders, Miliu would obey.

I didn't even question my short-circuit thoughts. It didn't matter, like her emotions. I'm the only one who can make Miloo happy. Only myself can save her from the bottom of desperate darkness. It may be a casual assumption, but it had to be.

Otherwise, there's no point in me being resurrected.

Wishing her well and dying, it must make sense that she came back to life. There must be a reason.

So he got on Orian's deal.

It is, he said, the guardian of the Dragon House.

In a true sense, he said he was going to be the guardian of the Dragon House.

It is only before we have fulfilled it that we have the recapture of Miliu. Kick the Gandhian army that will attack the Dragon House and retrieve the captive Miliu.

Get all that blood, flesh, body and mind.

To do so, he had to do what he had to do. That is the guardianship of the Dragon House and the repelling of the Gandhian army, but it was something that I did not quite understand when asked for details. Orian says it's a rebuilding of the five-way defensive formation.

I understood what that meant only after it was all over. He cast a spell as the Orians told him, only to complete the procedure.

That was extremely similar to the art of armed summoning.

I used all of the technology I learned from Orian to make it happen. Construction of the surgical ceremony and dissipation of power through chanting of ancient languages. Interference in different worlds and summoning of contract objects. The spell had many different parts than the composition of the armed summoning technique, and it was necessary to cast spells other than the dissolving spiritual, martial, and sacramental sentences. I just asked Orian what that meant and he didn't get the answer back.

I guess that means you just have to do what Orian ordered you to do in silence.

Crude did it the way Orian thought it would.

And the anomaly happened.

He recognized all five fortifications and received a huge amount of information. The enormity of the information coming into the avalanche was accompanied by so much pressure that it could destroy his ego as well, but it could have withstood it, perhaps because a man named Crude was half-dead.

There was no pain, no recoil.

In the flow of information that overwhelmed his consciousness, he was just watching as the Five-Way Guard was being drunk by the light. Green light pierces each person. The soldiers of Zalwarn. Troop leader, deputy general, corps leader. Many strange faces, but also some I found out about. I couldn't even remember his name, but he's like a man who opened his heart as soon as Crude was nice. I couldn't help but forget.

The light flooded. The spell rumbles and a vast brilliance fills the sight. Everything is eaten up by the light, it breaks down, it becomes just a particle of information and dances into the void. And a summons happens. I understood that it was a summoning technique activated by sacrificing a large number of human beings, and that was when I did it.

That is definitely not an armed summons. Something else.

It may be what is called summoning magic that was exercised long ago by the Holy Emperor Miendia. In the overwhelming light of anointing consciousness, it was to that extent that he was conceived.

When he realized, he was gazing at the earth.

I was looking out over the woods that spread beneath my eyes.

It is heavy darkness to lay under the sky surrounded by dark clouds. Under that darkness there are trees shaken by the wind and shuddered. I realized that the forest, built by countless trees, was a sea of trees covering the perimeter of the Dragon House, because the shape of the street through the forest coincided with the map carved into the back of my brain.

Crude understood that although he did not know what had happened to him, he had to respond to the imminent enemy army. What you need to become is the guardian of the Dragon House. Defeating an imminent enemy army was a natural role as a guardian.

(Right)

And, he convinced, looking down at the enemies filling the void in the woods.

(Am I a protector?)

Full of power made his enemies look inferior. The feeling of infinite enlargement was more intense than when I had a summoning arm, and I couldn't help but notice that I was about to lose sight of myself. I felt like I could see from the end of heaven to the end of the earth, but that was just inconceivable. Nevertheless, I found out that the situation around Ryufu was in hand.

So much so that the enlarged and sharpened five senses capture the enemy population. The enemy was the army of the fierce general Gray-Barzelg, who flipped an anti-flag against Zalwarn and struck a deadly wedge into this country. It was where the cruids were at the bottom of the darkness of Dinobot Cave that they descended to Zalwarn and were wielding fierceness as its spikes, with no direct knowledge. But I could see at a glance that that was the army of Gray-Balzerg. I get it. The enormous amount of information that pops into their heads makes them identify.

Grey-Barzelg and three thousand of his men. Said it was Zalwarn's strongest unit. I hear the generals from neighboring countries shook up just to hear the name, but it had nothing to do with Crude.

Crude had the Grays looking so tiny.

Then I don't remember what happened. It shouldn't have even been a fight. The difference in power is historical. The enemy is only 3,000 soldiers. If this were all armed summoners, this one would have had to be serious. But it wasn't. You don't even have to do everything you can with just a human being.

Crude no longer understood what he was like.

The overflowing super sensation projected even my appearance behind my brain.

The dragon of the five bodies appeared by swallowing each fort of the Pentagon. That was the very flesh of Crude-Fabruneia.

No, the real flesh is in the Heavenly Wheel Palace of Longfu. But as a matter of fact, his flesh was the dragon of the five bodies, and through the vision of the dragon of the five bodies, he had seen the view around the Pentagon, and was aware of the impending Gandian army.

What the five dragons felt for each of them is a huge amount of information that flows back to the cruise. It's not just visual information. The twitching of the trees captured by the hearing of the dragon echoed in Crude's head, and the atmospheric stream stroking the dragon's gigantic body created the illusion as if it enveloped Crude's entire body. And smell. The smell of the earth, the scent of grasshoppers filled the nasal cavity, and it didn't take long for the Dead Odor to sweep them away.

Eventually, Crude confronted the Gandhian army's reconnaissance unit and thought it was the army.

One is Fort Fabruneia.

One is Fort Vridia.

One is Fort Beaunel.

I have vague memories, but it should have been almost the same time that the end of the war was opened. Most importantly, Fabruneia still didn't have a battle-like battle, and the battle in Vlidia wasn't a big one. It's in the form of Gandhian troops pulling it off while not having a decision fight with each other, but if we keep fighting like that, there's no doubt that Crude would have had a winning chance.

That's why Vlidia's Gandhian army pulled down the front. I mean, you've successfully repelled, but it's too early to be relieved. I just left the enemy unit, and I couldn't let him take one hand wound. The invincible shield means that even with the overwhelming power of the dragon it could not be broken.

The battle at Fort Burnell's trail was more intense than two others. At least, Crude died several times.

I thought immortality was a horrible thing, like other HRs, because every time I died I would be resurrected and I would return to battle immediately.

Every time I came back to life, I was trapped with pain and feeling like I was losing something, but it wasn't even if I cared about that. The enemies that appeared in the Burnell were strong.

The enemy was carrying a black spear. I once saw a pitch-black spear that was just disastrous. Indeed, Gandia should have been the proud weapon of the armed summoner and a symbol of Gandia's luxury. Anxiety arises over the conclusions drawn by joining together obscure memories. But the enemy won't wait for me. The Black Spear is a powerful Summoning Army, crushing the dragon's sturdy jaw with only one blow. The shock pierced Crude's brain and drove him to a second death, but no, it doesn't matter.

Black spears and their troops to retreat. Unexpectedly, electric heat runs on Crude's body. Thunder Archer, the word came to mind, but I didn't know what it meant. He concentrated more on the black spear than on fighting back against the person who unleashed the thunderbolt.

We must defeat the armed summoner of the Black Spear.

Such an obsessive attitude dominated him. If you don't destroy the black spear, if you don't kill the black spear user, she won't come back. The goddess remains lost forever.

(She......? Goddess......?

Crude turned out to be a strange look at all the words floating behind his brain.

And he was pierced between his eyebrows by a black spear and experienced several deaths.