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

The light blew out.

Light strong enough to smear the retina white, sever hearing, kill the sense of smell, and destroy pain. The blast of force created by the clash between the power of the black spear and the power of the family of the black spear dyed everything white. A runoff of destructive force swallows everything. Everything.

Crushing, choosing, breaking, piercing, striking, breaking, crushing the earth. The impulse of pure power. It destroyed everything that was around it, indiscriminately, mercilessly. In that destruction, only two flesh cannot destroy it. The explosion of power had no effect on the people of the day, although it was only around them that it affected them. If it had an impact, they must have erased each other.

So much power burst.

It burst, and victory and defeat were decided.

When I realized, I had myself looking up into the sky.

Niewe Raam-Alsur, looking up at the gray sky, was confused, not knowing why he was seeing such a view. I should have fought Setuna until just now. He should have squeezed the remaining power, pouring out all the physical and spiritual power, and all the power of the Edge of Thurst, to unleash his last blow. Unmade, a blow by the fist. I've used all my power. I just didn't have anything but hit him as hard as I could. And I was dealt with. The opponent, too, has done everything in his power to beat him with a black spear.

Niewe's fist and the cuttoe of the black spear clashed.

That settled the battle.

(That's right. I'm settled)

Niewe understood vaguely. We lost our last meeting with Setsuna. As a result of losing the competition, Niewe did not die, although the power of explosive destruction focused on Niewe. It doesn't die, it just needs to be launched over the sky. But if you keep falling, you'll die. Dying is horrible or irrelevant, but dying here would not be good for Setuna either. Setsuna is pathetic.

He says he won without killing Neewe because of it, but it is not in his earnest that Neewe dies as a result. He didn't even want to kill Neewe until the end. Neewe thought about killing Setsuna until the end. That kept Niewe alive. It is the proof that the runoff of destruction did not kill Niewe.

"Sorry."

Suddenly, a voice sounded in the back of his brain, and Niewe was stunned.

(What?)

What do you mean you're sorry?

Neewe tried to ask the Lord of her voice, but she had no voice. Maybe it's because I've used up all my powers. It was even difficult to speak out of my throat.

I couldn't help you.

When I realized, the Lord of the Voice was in front of me. Black dragon floating in the gray sky. Black dragons and cloudy skies suited me as much as I illusioned for a moment whether I was in the narrow space of my dreams and present. But the fact that this is not the narrow space between dreams and present is obvious if you look at your own hands. Both the right half of the black anomaly and the left half, which remains human, are colored and photographed into view. This is the real world, and the black dragon is also showing up in the real world.

Black dragons are the incarnations of the Edge of Thurst that appear in the confines of dreams and should not inherently have the power or anything to interfere with the real world. But the black dragon appeared in reality, and with his giant jaw he turned Niewe around and didn't let go. It is also clear from the fact that Niewe's body continues to resist gravity that it is not a hallucination or anything else but a reality. If this was just a hallucination, Niewe's body should have fallen so far to the ground that Niewe had to figure out a way not to fall and die.

"I met your thirst."

The voice of the Edge of Surst continued to echo behind his brain as the flying dragon covered in a pitch-black outer skin flew swimming through the cloud sea.

Meanwhile, Neewe tried to speak out many times, but couldn't. It's as if the words are sealed by the Edge of Thurst.

"Sorry."

(Apologizing is this way)

I wanted to scream.

But Neewe's voice remained sealed, and at last the Black Dragon began to lose its appearance. The rough business of interfering with the real world and so on, if not so easily, can go on for a long time.

"That's it for me."

He's been telling me.

So far.

Edge of Thurst had already been destroyed by black spears. Edge of Thurst is a summoning weapon that manifests itself as a pair of two knives. One of those shortcuts was destroyed and rendered useless, and the remaining one fused with Neewe to become a wing for dancing in the sky. The wings were also destroyed. In other words, at the end of the day, the attack launched by Neewe was not joined by the power of Edge of Thurst, and now, it was not something that could be considered, such as the appearance of an incarnate black dragon of Edge of Thurst in the real world. Wouldn't it be a miracle?

"I hope you get what you want."

The black dragon opened his jaw and freed Niewe. The fall begins. Niewe watched the black-clothed young man change and slowly disappear as the figure of the black-flying dragon, steeply distant, melted into the void. I didn't want to see it. Because his right hand, which stretched out to the dragon, was cutting the sky.

Right hand.

My right hand, which remained anomalous, was scratched. As a result of the defeat of the last clash, some of the blowing force must have destroyed the right half of the body. However, there were no scratchy wounds on the left half of his body, thanks to which he did not have to feel any pain. But I felt that not feeling the pain was making the sense of loss more serious.

Edge of Thurst is no longer able to respond to Niewe's summons. It must have been destroyed and absorbed by a black spear. Still, he showed me about Niewe and kept an eye on me until the end. It was really the last time it seemed like a moderate baked edge of thurst. Therefore, Neewe was dismayed. I felt it fall out of the sky.

Slipped off my hand, for some reason.

Neewe thinks quietly.

While falling from the sky, think.

It's everything that slipped out of this hand.

Everything he had ever built up slipped off in an instant.

Just one defeat.

That took everything away.

Everything you've ever gotten and everything you'll ever get.

They took it all away.

We lost.

Naturally.

I have a cold admitting self and still trying to resist.

I see myself calmly watching the twist, too.

Some of them arguing, laughing coldly, roaring fiercely, mocking, moaning, cursing, cursing, resentment, jealousy, praise, trembling, rejoicing.

(delighted......?

The moment the doubt arose, I realized I was in a sense of liberation and was stunned.

That sense of liberation is about Niewe's fate.

The sky drifts far away and a small impact pierces the body. It's too small for a falling shock, but if you think that's also the protection of the edge of the surst, it's convincing. Of course, it is not so easily convincing, such as the existence of a will of summoning armies that are not absorbed by black spears yet affect the real world and hope for Niewe's safety, but it could not be considered by Edge of Thurst. Edge of Thurst was my strong summoning arm and Neewe had to always feel mentally fatigued to interact with him. That's why I thought I had to defeat the black spear for him, too.

Of course, it is also because the enhancement of the edge of thurst is a pleasure for Niewe. but if you didn't like Edge of Thurst, there was no reason to follow his words. I liked it, so I tried to fulfill his wishes. He was also helping me to fulfill Neewe's wishes.

Hope didn't come true.

At least, what Edge of Thurst wants.

(What I want...)

Niewe could not but forbid to question what looked like a wall of a building that was entering her sight with a blurred look at the sky.

Where am I?

To the incarnation of the Edge of Thurst, how far has it been carried?

It was the forest of messengers that fought Setuna. Speaking of places where there are people near the forest of messengers, there are only two.

The city of Karan, or Gandion, the king's capital?

I can imagine that this is the new town of Gandion, the king's capital, because I have never seen a building as brand new as this in the city of Karan.

Wangdu Gandion.

Why has Edge of Thurst brought Niewe this far?

Neewe looked up to the sky, not knowing.