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

I knew the enemy would move out with the morning burn.

That's why I kept it in formation during yesterday. I was building a formation after I woke up, maybe I didn't make it. Of course, it is impossible even for an Imperial Demon to remain dormant in formation. Willed and Schiff, Neglebev and Bethlea, had to go down to the ground and rest.

Naturally, I didn't come down to the Samara woods. The woods, though as many places to hide themselves, were at risk of night raids. No, I'm not afraid of the night raid itself. Could be burned down. The Imperial Demon is a more powerful life form than humans and animals living in this world. But if you get caught in the flames, you suffer and die just like those animals. Not to mention if you're wrapped in flames, you can't possibly survive.

Some organisms will have strong resistance to the flames themselves, but the Imperial Demon, who belongs to the Demonic Heavenly People, starting with Willedo, does not mean he is resistant to the flames.

For that reason, the Devil's Heavenly People rested their feathers in the north of the Samara Woods.

Forming itself with awakening, it is beginning to descend southwards over the Samara forest. In the meantime, every word uttered by Demon Heavenly General Berk at the top of the chain of command controlled the actions of the Demon Heavenly Demons. There was no disruption whatsoever. Without dissatisfaction, all the Imperial Demons have sworn allegiance to the Demon King Yubel.

As long as it is under the control of Demon King Yubel, a wasted killing will no longer be necessary.

In that regard, he believes that he did not abandon control by the Demon King either. He hated to hang other races in his hands as well as humans. Of course, I didn't like to see blood as much as it was outside of the homicide and the solemn cleansing by Daikon (oh you).

You proclaim that the essence of life is in the struggle, but you are not convinced by him. Flowing through the sky like clouds, overlooking mountain rivers and loving flowers - even if there was such life, wouldn't it be good?

Berk thinks everyday. But I also recognize the fact that there can be no coexistence between man and the Imperial Devil. It's a pictorial matter. It is nothing more than an aerial cabinet built on the abilities of the Demon King. Such a thing, if the Demon King dies, he'll collapse away in no time. Humans and Imperial Demons instinctively hate each other. We hate each other.

(500 years)

To concede and try to understand, we have been building up a history of killing for too long.

It was time for him to get his hands dirty, too.

Enemy flying units devoured the front lines of the tactical formation and squares he had devised. His eyes clearly capture the appearance of the enemy. It's a favor to summon an armed man. By doing so, his vision widened irresistibly and his hearing gained unlimited precision.

Four winged humans punch holes in the protective squares as they kick through a swarm of shiv. Attacks from the ground are also beginning to hit the lower level of the squares.

"All armies, raise your altitude!

Berk raised the stagnant altitude of the protective squares, as well as focusing on the four Willeds around him. The small amount of disturbance in the squares makes it clear that the enemy has few means of anti-aircraft attack. If you knock down even the people who have wrapped up in the formation, this one can approach the enemy formation without labor.

Drop the enemy formation and destroy the chain of command. That way, the enemy forces would begin to disintegrate every second, just as the previous battles have been.

You don't have to bleed in vain.

"Dance, atmosphere, roar, sky! Blue Shock Wave!"

Countless small tornadoes were born around Sadew-Cindy wings of the flock blue. The little tornado swirls loudly as it turns up, tearing up a bunch of shiv that have killed him, causing him to splash blood and scream. A large void was created forward. Crimson wings penetrate there. It's Maloon-Medic.

"Doraaaaaaaaaa!

Along with an inconceivable roar from her usual impression of a gentle, slight woman, she slammed her fist up diagonally. Something like a red vortex wrapped the maroon around it, smashing the torso of the Schiff who built the wall in the front and crushing Willedo's cranium looming from the rear. A kick rolled out further became a restraint on Willedo. Go through the blood path that you two have decided to open to the enemy formation and go for the center of the cube. If you're a general, common sense is at the center or the rear.

The Imperial Devil must be trapped in common sense.

Through the layers of Schiff, we reach the layers of Willedo. Willedo alone is an awesome number. I don't see Bethlea and Neglebev, but I'm pretty sure they're coming this way. And I noticed that the formation itself was starting to rise. Ruufa and the others are flying in line with the formation, so they didn't know right away.

Coverage from the ground can no longer be expected. But I knew that from the beginning. I'm also ready.

"O great protector, come down from heaven and put sanctions on the fools who stand before me...!

From the rear, the moment I thought I heard a voice like a chant of a spell, the atmosphere blew up in front of Ruufa. A directional shockwave sweeps down a herd of picturesque demons and blows them away. Luca-Fard's ability to summon and arm. This further paved the way to the enemy hub. There was a shadow pushing through that void. Four Willedos. Each has his or her own gain.

(Summoning armed!

When the hell could roar, Willedo on that path moved in unison. Each comes with his hands pointed at the Luufa's. A lump of light was born at the tip of my hand.

"Coming!

Ruufa attempted to penetrate the blood path by opening the full flight speed of Silfed Feather. It scratches through the rays emitted by numerous Willeds and sends a series of attacks by four Willeds. An impact ran on my left arm. The shock instantly causes severe pain. I can't move my left hand. He broke a bone. but I'll reconsider that I'm glad it was done to that extent. It's not strange if your arms are blowing up.

"Light Blue Extriiiiiiiiiiiiiim!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

"Dearest Guardian Angel, show up before me and give me strength to face my cruel destiny..."

He concentrated his consciousness forward so as to ignore the combat sounds heard from the rear.

(Worst case scenario, someone dies)

That's been woven from the beginning. But if we can survive, there is a praise awaiting us that we will never get anywhere else. It would be nothing more for them. You can also choose your own suppliers.

(If he dies, it's over.)

The blood path the three of them opened is already closed. It is a group of demons who close their eyes, as if the light that lights in their raised hands alludes to the fate of Ruufa. No, the demons ahead are not the only ones who bring the fate of death.

Feeling something cold on his back, Ruufa looked back as he unfolded his wings. An instantly hardened Silvered Feather wing receives Willedo's song knife. The feathers scattered and colored my vision.

Willedo's demonic and ugly appearance was stunned.

"Slow"

Push your right hand against a belly full of gaps in Willedo to unleash the wind. An awesome shock destroys Willedo's gut. Behind - that is, where some of the light bullets fired from the direction of progress plundered Ruufa's body, Willedo dropped the summoning armed song knife from his hand and left it to fall.

Although I don't see any allied armed summoners in my sight, I know no one is falling off. Because all three of them are ravaging the enemy with their distinctive ringtones. He may be in the midst of battling a summoning armed Willedo.

"Human beings are an inconvenience. You can't even fly in the sky without building wings with a subpoena."

It wasn't because of its lack of intent to kill or decoration that I gave a little bit to the voice from behind. Because the Imperial Demon manipulated the common language of the continent too fluently.

"It's not made the same way, I can't help it."

Looking back, he was still the Imperial Demon. Willedo. Simply also known as the Heavenly Demon. He is the Imperial Demon who rules heaven with his face. The figure reminiscent of the legendary demon was so much so that he was said to have played Willedo to determine the general impression of the Imperial Demon that it was sometimes said that the first Imperial Demon that man came into contact with was Willedo, which created absolute isolation between man and the Imperial Demon.

Ugly appearance on the dark red outer skin, red light leaking out of the eye hole. With human like limbs, a pair of wings were reminiscent of bats. It is a flying membrane and very different from wings like silfed feathers. If Willedo's flying membrane were homogeneous to Silfed Feather, it would not overshadow their ugliness. Most importantly, even if the Imperial Demon was proud of his beauty, it would be unacceptable to humans, given the examples of Lewdies and Lewfubbs.

However, Willedo in front of me had something different to the rest of Willedo. From him, I can't remember the disgust characteristic of the Imperial Demon. Humans are irritated by irresistible discomfort and disgust when confronted with the Imperial Devil. It is such a phenomenon as to say that the underlying fear engraved in the depths of the human soul is evoked, and it is not something that can be wiped away by how many gazes it has crossed.

It only seemed strange not to feel it.

"I'm Berk. This Demon King's Army, the Air Mobile Army, the Devil's Heavenly People."

Willedo in front of him, when he called it that, had let him spread his original black flying film and two pairs of pure white wings.