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

(I knew it, that's what happened)

Setuna entrusted her destiny to the black spear when she fixed the dragon's right shoulder on the scaffold. He grips with both hands and slaps them with his looming giant fist. Sparks scattered and a fierce clash was heard. The shock pierces the elbow from both hands as if it had struck even a chunk of iron. I saw a scar on the fist of a dragon flowing to the right, but it could be my fault.

(I had a response...!

Setuna was only sure of that, being careful not to slip off the dragon's shoulder. Unstable scaffolding doesn't allow us to do everything we can. Still, this attack seems to have gone through. That's the black spear, I suppose.

But the dragon hasn't broken his spare attitude. In fact, the dragon may not even feel as sore as the hair. Even if you injured your finger or hand with an earlier blow, considering the body of the dragon, it could be to the extent that you were stabbed by a mosquito.

Thinking about it, it means you can see the awesomeness of what Faria did to save Setuna. She destroyed the dragon's arm with an Aurora Storm that was significantly inferior to Chaos Bringer in its destructive power.

(Those are Beaunel's dragons...... this is Vlidia. Does it make a difference? You have the same abilities)

When it was the neck of a dragon, the only difference between Beaunel and Vridia was the color of the scales covering its entire body. It is exactly the same figure and size, as is its ability to mimic a summoning weapon. Vlidia's dragon mimicked the black spear, just as Beaunel did, and became a black dragon.

If everything is the same, black spears can't possibly not work.

(bad for Faria, but Aurora Storm worked)

Setuna glanced back at the dragon's eyes as she re-gripped the black spear. My hands are paralyzed. I can't keep attacking.

(There's no way Chaos Bringer won't work)

I'm not making fun of Aurora Storm, I'm not looking down. The fact that Aurora Storm is inferior to Chaos Bringer in its destructive power is acknowledged by the summoner, Faria herself. Of course, there is a premise that only in terms of destructive power.

Aurora Storm is also a powerful summoning weapon. Most of all, the term "powerless subpoena armed" may have contradicted itself.

Scaffolding moved. The dragon is moving his right arm. Maybe he's even trying to pay off Setuna. Setuna flew forward, noting the dragon's gaze and left arm movements. I thought it would fly all the way to my neck, but I can't reach it. The dragon's body was huge anyway. There were dozens of meters from the right shoulder to the left shoulder. In forming the limbs, it seemed like they were smaller once and twice, but they were still huge.

I feel like I'm climbing a giant's body.

Turning his gaze under his eyes, Kuon's appearance only looked like a bean grain. The battlefield has been destroyed by the light of the dragon, and there is a feeling that the fist struck there has become a decisive blow. It must no longer be equal to a prototype. There was no reason to know about the landscape where the fort existed, but I could imagine that it had changed.

It is the giant body of a black dragon that stands comfortably on such a trail of destruction. Thick feet are like great trees rooting in the earth, long tails stretching towards the depths of great holes worn in the earth. It's as if it's connected to the bottom of the earth, but maybe it's actually right.

Although the dragon of Beaunel showed signs of the pursuit of the Setunas, he never left the ruins of the fort. If the dragons had been free to fly around, the Setunas would have definitely died.

Tied to the ground.

Speaking of the gap that goes in there, I guess it's the gap.

That's why the Gandhian army is taking such an operation.

If I looked to the south, I could see an army raising earthen smoke and marching down the street. Countless military flags hang. The silver lion proceeding in the front row is the crest of Gandia, followed by Lucion for the Holy Grail, and Myon's flag for the fiery shield in the rear row.

The White Shield doesn't use flags, so I don't know where they are, but they must be somewhere in a group. The "Pale Wind" didn't seem to fly the flag either. You must fly a fiercely assertive flag on the battlefield. Mercenaries are the ones who are recognized for their work on the battlefield. Maybe it doesn't matter during the march, because I can eat for a while on contract with Gandia, or something.

An awesome number of herds of human horses were aiming for this battlefield at full speed. By appointment, they'll be there by noon.

(Can we do something about it by then?

Look up in the sky.

There are still two or three hours before the sun reaches the middle heavens. But I have to tilt my neck to see if I can destroy this black dragon in a matter of hours. And it wasn't even if you were thinking about it.

Speaking of the human body, Setuna was frightened by the impending killing as she proceeded around the top of her clavicle. It's not just the right arm that stretches out. My left arm is also on its way to catch Setuna.

(Waste of time)

At the same time I scolded myself, I kicked the scaffold. The dragon's body was sturdy, and it was confirmed that Setsuna would not be scared to step through it with all her might. Leaps toward the roots of the neck. The dragon's right hand passed behind him can be seen with tremendous fist pressure. It was like being pushed back by a strong wind, and the flight distance grew.

but the left hand is approaching from the front. When I stared, I had an incision on my middle finger on my left hand. It wasn't the blood that was flowing, it was something else. Red light dots sway in the loose dark liquid.

(Mmm, I don't care!

Setuna concentrated her consciousness on the impending iron fist at a fierce rate when she screamed in her chest. It's still a long way to the root of my neck. It's not even a flying distance to reach. It's also true that I can't think of any other place to attack. The dragon's left hand looms even as he tours his thoughts.

Setuna ate her teeth and flew off the spot. He jumped toward his impending left arm. The dragon waves in grandeur, dressed as if he had fallen into self-restraint. In the meantime, Setuna stopped herself from falling when she successfully landed on the left arm of the black dragon, sticking the cuttoe of the spear into her arm without watermark. Although the spear was pierced, it must still not be as painful as the hair.

I just raised my eyes a little, and the dragon and I met each other. The face of the black dragon is as disastrous as ever. Countless red eyes, only one remains mutilated. Does it mean that what Setuna mutilated with a pre-emptive blow remains intact?

"I finally climbed this far."

That said, the landscape is flowing.

The dragon couldn't have left his left arm intact. It is obvious that if a dragon wields his arm, he will be shaken off no matter how many spears he grabs. Setuna also has no desire to entrust herself to such a clear future. Shortly before his arm tried to get away from the area around his head, he was pulling the spear out of his arm. Kick in the arm, jump once again. The face of the dragon was current. You don't have to hesitate. There's nothing to be afraid of.

Hundreds of meters of air above ground. My whole body trembled. It's not fear. Maybe it's called a samurai tremor. Shake the spear wide. The dragon is in front of you. The countless eyes felt like they were stunned.

(What's wrong)

As he inquired in his chest, the dragon's jaw opened and a huge cavity spread in front of him. Naturally, there's no way we can make a sudden stop in the air. The enthusiasm stroked Setuna's face while she dressed to jump into her mouth and was also ready.

(That's it!

Red lotus flames burned out the darkness in front of her as she screamed to throw it away in her chest.