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

Stepping in, the enemy soldiers in front took a half-step back. The faces of the soldiers who saw the fat muscles of Mirelbus are tense and blue. The cutting-edge of the weapon in each hand is trembling because we know what will happen to us if we fight Mirelbus. I see a future that dies like a knight or is deeply wounded.

Mirell Bus didn't think it was boring. Obtaining overwhelming power means this kind of harm is created. If you are convinced of the difference in desperate power, there will also be no battle-like battles.

He, also tired of confrontation, tried to follow the path of light. Before that, again, look forward. Gaze far beyond the battlefield, south of the dragon field.

The pillars of light I had seen until just now had disappeared, as had the giant body of the dragon. The disappearance of the guardian dragon. The extinction of a true five-way defensive formation. Understanding what it meant, he kicked the ground. There is no moment of respite either. If a black spear shows up on this battlefield, everything will be broken.

(black spear...... black spear)

I guess the enemy Zalwarn should have defeated with the highest priority was the Black Spear. An armed summoner of black spears, who broke through the gates of the castle of Nagrasia, took control of Bahandar, and destroyed the armed summoners.

Setuna Zenon-Kamiya.

Had we been able to defeat him, would we not have been forced into this situation?

I don't know what to say.

I was just thinking about the possibilities, it doesn't make sense. You can't rewind time. The reality remains the same. No matter how possible, Zalwarn remains doomed and cannot overshadow the fate of Mirelbus's death.

Death is fast approaching him. I hear footsteps. Even in that sense, there's no time.

He thought it was no longer the case that he was obsessed with the path of light or anything else. When I thought so, I gained strength. In the middle of enemy formation. Are the surrounding Gandhian soldiers stunned by the presence of enemies who have barged in without a coward, or in dull motion?

There are two back walls of the soldier visible forward. If we can break through that, there will be no more walls to hold him back to the main line. Beyond that lies the flat ground. Just run, we can get there.

I never got lost.

Mirrelbus advanced. Enemy soldiers stick their shields forward to accommodate this move. but in response, we can't stop Mirell Bus. When he fell back at the present time of the shield, he swung through the machete with his temper.

A flash of a forged knife severs the great shield, and the flesh of the enemy soldiers hidden in its shadow is also cut in two. On the other side of the blood erupting from the cross section of the flesh, you can see the soldier's eyes open in amazement. He shook his machete twice, three more times, pushing forward with no concern. Whenever the slaughter ran, I heard screams. Just waving the machete scattered the enemy's life. It's impossible if it's normal. But in this battlefield, it is also a reality that is happening from time to time.

I unconsciously lose muscle and my flesh moves. If you notice, the enemy soldier is a corpse and you are undressing yourself. I guess this is the flesh of the strong. It must be a fierce battle. I guess only a handful of heroes are allowed frontiers. It's a world that could never have known to Mirell Bus, who only had the ability to fight to the extent of ordinary people. It can also be taken for granted that the visible world was different from the Orian who would have put himself in such a world.

(Half...?)

He wanted to laugh. There are different worlds between people. There were different dreams to follow and different futures to aspire to. Haven't we understood the truth, even when we were talking about half a body or something? Because the sight of an ordinary person and the sight of an armed summoner are very different.

But with the current Mirell Bus, you might know a little bit about Orian's feelings as well. Be a gandia miscellaneous soldier. Be a knight, no one or he should have seemed foolish. The movement is slow and the reaction is dull. The fence collapsed and the formation collapsed unbroken just as Mirelbus attacked. What is the battle of heroic grandeur? Is it overwhelming? The battle of black spears was not about this, but I felt I could believe it now, too.

"Hey, what?

"What's happening...?

"What the hell...!

The voices of Gandhian soldiers calling out in their mouths echo in their ears like murmurs. It was the soldiers in front of me who concentrated on Mirell Bus, but also the wind that I didn't care about the strangeness of what was happening around me. Mirell Bus also feels the strangeness. But his march won't stop. Step over the corpse of the miscellaneous soldier and kill it to the last barrier. One meat wall. No more, nothing stops him. Mirelbus alone would have built a heavier defensive formation, but below Jade-Vizar, nearly a hundred soldiers are poking in at the same time. I couldn't afford to be on the Mirell Bus alone more than I had to deal with. As a result, Mirell Bus can reach the main unit.

Victory is now.

That's when the light colored my vision.

"Father, please, have mercy."

Face up.

In the light drifting through the battlefield, finding his son, Mirelbus held his breath. Zeno-route-Ryburn. His son, who was ordained the future, was defending Fort Fabruneia as Heavenly Admiral. And it became the sacrifice of the Guardian Dragon summons.

He died and became part of the Guardian Dragon.

In other words, the Zeno route that has now appeared in front of Mirell Bus is not in person or otherwise. Definitely not. Just a phantom. Vision. It's just a hallucination.

(Yes, isn't it something that can be broken)

Mirrelbus thought of his sin in the figure of my son smiling in a fantastic light.

"Strong, you."

"Saila Belfara-Gallum! That's my name!

"Hey, I'll remember that."

"Phew..."

In Waldo's words, a woman named Saila had a strangely satisfying look on her face.

Mana cannot help but be surprised that the battle between the two continues for a long time. Normally, the battle between an armed summoner and an ordinary man is settled in an instant. Summoning armed is vicious, unbearable to the common man, and difficult to avoid. The armed summoner himself boasts a flesh so forged that it prevails when it comes to weapons. Otherwise, it is difficult to control the subpoena. It is no exaggeration to say that only those who have survived more rigorous training than military personnel can use armed summoning techniques.

Waldo is one of them. In his case, it is obvious if you look at the muscular flesh, but he is the one who boasts so much power that most military personnel can't beat him. There goes the Summoning Armed Black Phantom correction. Reinforcement of the five senses and amplification of physical function by the Summoning Army is also due to the fact that the Armed Summoner is called a weapon. And it is possible to use the capabilities specific to the summoning arm. Capabilities vary, but at least they are all things that cannot normally be imitated by weapons. The monster who uses such things flat was the armed summoner, and it was also natural for a habitual person not to deal with him.

Nonetheless, Selah Belfara-Gallum holds up well. Though he showed enough fighting power to overwhelm Waldo for a time, he couldn't defeat Waldo.

Waldo is caught up in a situation that is supposed to be full of creativity, but there is no sadness in his expression. There was no sign of losing, and he wouldn't mean that either. Of course, I wasn't just cornered. His fists have reached Saila more than once.

The intense blow by Black Phantom was crushing Saila's left arm. Sarah had to wave a machete with one hand. Naturally, slaughter is dull. Still, Waldo can't defeat her because her superhuman manoeuvre brilliantly avoids Waldo's attack. But. It is clear that even if the battle continues to be prolonged, the opponent will only be disadvantaged. From the smashed left arm, blood continues to flow. It won't last long.

The two confrontations are coming to an end.