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

"You, what's your name?

A man asked.

"Later in life. Let me ask you something, okay?

"If you think so, you should name it from there first."

"That's disrespectful. I'm Volka-Midget. Captain Folka-Midget, 5th Regiment of the Dragon Eye Army.

When he called it that, he put the battle axe up in the upper section. I guess I'll try to maximize the power of the Battle Axe by shaking it and beating it with all my strength.

(I just hope we don't make it in time)

Iris pulled out the sword at his feet as he weighed his distance from his opponent. I also thought it might jump at the moment I had it in my hand, but there was no way a man who was bound by the way he fought, like Volca, could have used such a hand. Returning to duplicity without difficulty, Illis, while somewhat clapped out, set up his sword and responded to his opponent.

"... I am Iris. It's the White Shield Iris. No family name."

What Illis told you is true. I had a family. I would have had a family name, but I didn't remember. I guess I forgot when they ripped my head off. All I remembered was my name and my sister and sister. And the sister and her sister, too, had forgotten about the birth house. She recognizes that not remembering is a good memory to forget, and the sisters must think so.

"The White Shield's katana? I see, with reason..."

She exhaled, staring at the man who was convinced of something. There is no appearance of flank pain fading. Serious pain. We should leave this place immediately, if we should. Given the war situation, I didn't need to seek any more results, nor do I see any need to find and kill enemy generals. The Gandhian army is pushing it. None of the losing elements, then it is one decision to return to the White Shield formation.

But it was also true that I didn't think I would be able to escape this battle freak in the present state.

"So strong!

Folka kept the battle axe on the big upper level, and he came in. A massive mass of muscle burst in. It was tremendously powerful, but Illis doesn't even get barometric pressure. Without resisting, he throws the sword of his right hand as he flies back. The sword he threw to kill the momentum of the advance stunningly pierced Folka's belly, and Iris was rather surprised. Folka fears killing the momentum of the advance rather than dying herself. It retreats even further, but Volca advances fast. It was so speedy that she did not think there was more mass than Iris, and she attached her right hand to the sword of her left hand. Both hands are more powerful than one. It's natural, and she's not obsessed with duplicity. It's bad for Forca.

(early)

Ilis watched Volca as he spoke close to his inner scream. While Illis jumped away and put himself in the air, Volca was approaching at a fierce rate. The distance that was open would be shorter in an instant, and Illis would be captured in between battle axes. Volca yelled. A battle axe on the upper stage roars. Moment after moment, Illis is turning and moving forward.

"Ha."

The reason why a man laughed in a self-derisive way is not even to be guessed at by Illis. On both hands, the sword feels through Volca's chest. Excellent response. He dies. That's soon too. Unless he's immortal, there's nothing like breathing back. Say no.

By jumping into Volca's nose, Illis struck a special blow as he fired a special blow.

"Good, dude..."

She narrowed her eyes to the words Volca spat out with her blood reflexes. A man's gigantic body is about to fall, but he pulls out two swords without caring and jumps away. A giant fell to the ground. Seeing it, the cutting-edge of the battle axe crucifies the earth, carving huge cracks in the ground.

(What a power)

Iris couldn't help but be stunned by Volca's idiotic powers. At the same time, I was glad I didn't imitate what I would take with my sword. If it had been taken with a sword, the flesh of both swords would have been in two true pieces. Even if the power is close to each other and can be countered, the body is broken. The battle axe blade was thick and seemed to be somewhat more robust than the sword of Illis.

Captain!

"Oh, my God..."

"Captain's enemies...!

Iris shook his head as he looked out for soldiers rushing over to Volca's body and those who showed their willingness to attack here. Miscellaneous fish are miscellaneous fish no matter how much they gather, but without being able to do their utmost, even that miscellaneous fish could have been a formidable enemy. Glimpse of the rear.

The flag is clear.

The front row of the Gandhian army was already that close. No, it's not just the rear. Front, back, left and right, from all directions, Gandian army troops are looming. The siege is finally complete, I suppose.

"Too late"

Crushing with excitement, she sent her gaze to Forca only once. I guess my men admired me. Soldiers carry the body backwards without fear of this attack. Though a corpse, it probably means you don't want to get involved in the fight.

The dead face of a satisfied dead man could not be worshipped.

(Let's back off)

Enemy power was sharpened as much as it could. I would have done whatever Illis could. He's killed dozens of immortals, nearly ten supermen, two troop leaders. It will be enough. No more fighting is needed. All you have to do is leave it to the Gandia army.

When he saw the soldiers laying their bows, Iris immediately left the scene.

When the storm broke out, a large void was created around the man. It turns out that the circular space, where neither Gandia soldiers nor mercenaries exist, is his range of attack. The whole perimeter was wide range. Approaching and blowing brilliantly of things if at all in range. There are no exceptions. Whatever opponent he was, he flew relentlessly to heaven. I don't know if there's a gap to get in.

Falling to the ground, Lux continued his opponent's analysis with a bite of his teeth in agony.

The enemy is alone. I don't even have my men. Just one armed summoner. Alone, but strong. A powerful armed summoner. Sigurd is weaker than Ginarvi, and Lux thought so, but now he has to change his mind.

(Use incomplete subpoena weapon, this is it)

Get up as soon as possible and capture the man's figure at the center of your sight.

The platinum armor worn by the skinny man is now the summoning weapon that controls this battlefield. It looked exactly the same as Ginavi-Wyburn's summoning armies, which wielded fierceness in the Battle of the Longhi River. The wings on my back remain destroyed. It was Lux who destroyed it, and it was also Lux who cornered that armor to dysfunction.

Most importantly, the attack to kill Jinavi, not to disable the armor, ended up driving the armor dysfunctional.

Armor, he said, should have been recovered by the Gandhian army after the war, but had disappeared at some point. Though it was thought that something might have held it, there was no sign of anyone escaping as one, be it a Gandhian soldier or otherwise. In the first place, if that armor was intact and in hand, it's still hard to think of anything that would interest a broken subpoena armed.

Or so it seems that the armor did not return from all over to the other world. According to the armed summoners, it is nearly impossible for the summoning arm to return from scratch to its original world. It is the subpoena that cannot do more unsolicited things than are tied by the contract. So what happened?

Even the armed summoners say they don't know.

(You mean he's better as an armed summoner)

Better than Wald-Mastia and Mana-Ericcia from The White Shield and Faria Belfaria from The Lion's Tail.

In fact, I guess you're right.

He was overwhelmed with incomplete subpoenas.