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

It was the violent whiteness that filled my vision.

No sound, no pressure, but extremely harsh and overwhelming white smeared his world into one color as well. There must have been destruction. The earth must have been ravaged. Neither the soil nor the dust that rose was slammed down before further pressure, and the world of pure white would not be tainted.

In that, Setuna opened her eyes and looked to the dragon. The flood of light that destroyed the battlefield was also hard to touch him. No matter how powerful the destruction might be, it could not harm the Setunas.

Recognize once again the power of the Shield of Messiah. Protected by invincible walls of pure white pressure, destruction, and nothing. How can my heart rest so far when I say I am under the asylum of Quong?

Without fear, there is no impatience.

(This is the power of Quon...)

A shadow passed over the white monochromatic vision. The black, giant shadow had its wings feathered.

(Then I...!

The runoff of light that destroyed the battlefield was interrupted. Dragon attacks have stopped. But the dragon was moving faster than Setuna's vision normalized. The atmosphere roared and the giant black dragon flipped. Towards the ground, I can see it falling out of my head.

"Setuna!

"I know!

Screaming back, Setuna sank her hips on the spot. Put your strength in the hand holding the pattern and stand deep. The dragon's fall rate is still overwhelming. The atmosphere is screaming. Hundreds of meters of giant bodies fall upside down. Awesome mass and acceleration. Even though it's a black spear, whether it's bearable or not.

(Normally, you're a good runner)

But now you don't have to run. There is an invincible shield here. There's nothing to be afraid of.

The dragon's red eyes were watching Setuna. Crimson eyes. Countless eyes. The eyes of the black dragon, which I dreamed of more than once, were so arrogant that I became angry just watching. I don't think a black spear would have been the only one. But the dragon you're actually looking at right now is not a black spear. It's a fake. It's just an imitation of a spear. There is no sarcasm for such a thing to make you look great.

(Bullshit)

As the dragon opened his jaw, the darkness peered. I heard a growl. The shock wave determined the ground at Setuna's feet. My feet bury on the ground. I don't mind. The dragon is no longer in front of me.

"Whoa, whoa!

Slap a black spear on the tip of the dragon's nose. The kind of impact that struck hard metal is transmitted in both hands, but it was a recoil by smashing the spear. Pressure from receiving the entire weight of the dragon did not create any.

With Setuna's blow, the dragon's neck strayed to the left, but it doesn't get to blow up everything in the giant. It falls to cover. Setuna couldn't move instantly either. My hands were paralyzed, and my legs were sinking to the ground. Plus, I felt optimistic that I wouldn't be crushed. And that doesn't make it fatal.

(So...)

A giant, which would be dozens of times more than the dragon of dreams, was covered in Setuna. If you don't feel any more weight or pressure than you are protected by the Shield of Messiah, it doesn't mean you'll be crushed by that weight. But he couldn't even stay standing because of a giant that spanned hundreds of meters in length. I succumbed to the spot and waited for the dragon to move. My vision was dark, but I wasn't anxious.

(You didn't die on that one, did you?

The blow that struck the nose head was well handled. However, the outer skin did not crush and it looked like it could not even be damaged. Mimicking the black dragon would have also made the outer skin covering the entire body strong.

Unexpectedly, the giant lifts. The dragon lifted the giant with both hands and legs. I have the illusion that the world is closed to darkness. The dragon's body is too huge. Both arms, both feet are pillars that support heaven and earth, and the torso and wings create a dark sky.

"Hey, is that what black spears are for?

"Either way, let me!

To Quon's brain-weather cheer, Setuna shouted as she stood up.

(Don't even know people's minds)

That said, Setuna doesn't know how hard Quon struggles either. He's just doing his part. He has done a serious job of summoning the Shield of Messiah and maintaining his invincible shield. In fact, without Quon's help, Setsuna would have been crushed to death.

Most importantly, without his support, he must have fought another way, and the process was pointless.

The black dragon stares down at this one with his long neck cleverly bent. The nose is intact. The only thing I could hurt was my right eye before imitation.

"That's Chaos Blinger...... you know"

Squeeze the pattern. I feel the will of a black spear. With tremendous power, there will be some thoughts about not being able to exhaust that power. It's enough to show up in a dream on purpose. Not surprisingly, if Setuna could draw more power, etc.

(Are you uncomfortable fighting with the help of Quon?

Wave the spear, rebuild it. Without shield asylum, we can't possibly fight from the front or anything. Whether the black spear is aware of that fact. At least, the black spear should want to destroy the imitation that covers his head.

I'm sorry, he's my husband.

A dragon struck wings. The storm swirls and the trees shake violently around the battlefield. As the leaves of the tree rumble, the dragon's upper body lifts. I guess you decided it was hard to fight while you lay low. That's why the dragon's body remains huge.

At the very least, with as much strength as Miliu, we would have had more fights. No, that would be too high a desire. Miliu is a fierce man who has spent much of his life learning the art of armed summoning and surviving a world like hell. The number of dead lines dived through is not the same as Setuna. He was the bearer of such strength that he should not be compared, and it was nothing but luck that he could survive fighting her like that.

I know that.

(But it's your fault, too, huh? You're the one who responded to this little kid's summons)

I didn't mean to shift the blame. It's just until I state the facts. And I also understand that if another weapon, not a black spear, had been summoned, Setuna's life would have changed dramatically as well. Lancaine could have burned him to death.

Setsuna stared overhead. Covering the lumpy limbs of a black dragon is the flushing darkness. The so-called darkness was also like another creature in itself, and perhaps it felt creepier than when it saw it in its dreams because this was reality. However, even if it appears to be in flowing motion, it is found that the substance, which is much harder than steel armor, did not pass the attack on the nose head.

A black dragon shook up his left arm. My fist is gripped. It is obvious that it is not an easy thing to do, such as iron fist.

(Coming)

The only chance Setuna can attack the Dragon directly is when the Dragon strikes. Otherwise, I would have to attack both legs on the ground or tails stretching into the ground, but both legs and tails can be far from Setuna's standing position. The tail was at the center of the battlefield, with both legs poking just into its left and right woods. It's too far to target an attack. In that regard, if you're going to attack to match the dragon's attack, Setsuna doesn't even have to move. Naturally, if the Dragon is not going to launch a melee attack, I'll have to think of another method of attack.

(I don't need that......!

Dragon's giant fist descends along with the roar that splits the atmosphere. A fist with a clear intent to kill was faster than a fall all over his body. But it's not so much that you can't chase it with Setuna's eyes. And that means it's fast enough to react. Take advantage of the spring on both legs and fly back. My fists are coming down. The wind pressure produced by the fist punch stroked his nose tip.

But I'm spared a direct hit.

When the dragon's fist pierced the ground, it destroyed the circumference of his fist. Setsuna, hollow. He's sticking out a spear toward a pitch-black pillar that can be seen in front of him. Thick enough to look like a pillar, the cutting tip of the spear stabbed him. Setuna saw a winning chance at the feeling of the dragon's outer skin as she clued the spear and put her foot on her arm. Shoes don't slip.

It seemed like a tricky move to run up a column inclined to a steep angle, but there was a feeling that a black spear would do something about it. Faster than the dragon responds, Setuna is pulling out a spear and rushing out.

Countless eyes were watching Setuna from overhead as she quickly ran up the great arm of the black dragon and reached her shoulder. A little. To see from the raised left arm, the dragon would have waited for Setuna to rush up his arm.

(Chuckles)

Even during the tongue beating, a pitch-black fist was imminent.