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

"Maxwell-Alkiel...... well done"

Gisele Coat sighed with half-hearted thoughts.

In the back room on the second floor of the half-broken mother house, he is with Sonia-Rendahl. Originally, you can't even see from his room how the battle is going on in the front yard, but perhaps Maxwell-Arkiel's summoning armed attack has destroyed his mother house, blown up the walls and doors of his room, and plunged him to the battlefield. Originally, even though there is more to defenselessness in wooden mansions against attacks by subpoenas, instability only increased when walls were smashed through.

There is a fierce battle going on. That's the kind of battle you deserve to call a natural mutation. That is what the battle of armed summoners is, and it should be called the reality of modern war. Of course, it seems that intense fighting so far is not what it is. It is the intensity of Maxwell-Alkiel and the armed summoners at Gandhia's peak because they are giving each other all their strength, not as seen on any battlefield.

That's good.

It is not what I was prepared to do.

If it were to be a battle of armed summoners, I can imagine as much as the Gisele Court mansion would be involved and destroyed.

But this couldn't even quietly wait for the end of the day.

"Maybe they'll really knock you down?

"Well, then I'm in trouble."

Sonia also gave a quiet nod when Gisele Court leaked a bitter smile. She seems to understand Gisele Court's sincerity, unlike Maxwell's. He looked bitter in his heart remembering joy. He thought he was like a child, delighted to have an understandable person.

"If we defeat Leongando and the others here, that's the end of this country"

Maxwell won't forgive you. You must be fighting with the intention of annihilating the Conquest Army.

I don't see why he would go that far. Even though he was old, he wasn't directly involved in Giselcoat's conspiracy. Surrender to the Expeditionary Army and you wouldn't have been treated like it was bad. But he didn't. He returned the favor to Giselle Court and went to intercept the Expedition.

He is, apparently, very strong. Gisellcourt expected Gandhia to suffer defeat by the proud Lion's Tail elites, but until now, after the battle began, there was no way Maxwell was struggling. Rather, The Lion's Tail is a more struggling beginning and end. Moreover, despite the participation of Asla-Bunell and Gloria-Ourelia in The Lion's Tail.

If Maxwell continues to overwhelm and destroy the Lion's Tail, he will destroy the Conquest Army. In that case, the key figures of the country that Leongand would have incorporated into the Expeditionary Army will also be lost.

"I can't run a country by myself, no matter how much."

The politicians who were under Gisele Court's influence must have been convicted by the Leongands who recaptured the King's capital. There is no reason to keep the rebels alive who are in tune with the conspiracy. If you are still in a position to obey the orders above, politicians who can decide to act with their will must be cut off. No matter how competent you were, if you kept it alive, you wouldn't be able to show it, and it would be a scourge.

The roots of disaster must cease.

Otherwise, this country will not be able to move forward either.

Cutting off the Gisele Court's connoisseurs is the right decision, not least for a country ruled by Leongand.

And it was then that Maxwell's continued victory was a matter of no joy for Gisele Court.

Gisele Court lost.

We lost the battle against Leongand.

Where do we need to expose ourselves to any more ugliness?

(Isn't it your turn at times like this?

In the back of Gisele Court's brain, the face of one boy floated.

A black spear hero.

If he were, would he defeat the black monster and the accomplished Maxwell-Alkiel and bring victory to Gandia?

This may not be what Ten himself thought of isolating him from Benoagard, but I couldn't think of any other way to open up this situation.

"Totally... ridiculous though"

Giselcoat had no other self-derisive grin on his ironic fate.

It can only be sarcastic to expect the arrival of the most dangerous being.

But it's also true that if we don't stop Maxwell's rampage, Giselle Court's victory will disappear again.

Huge enough to reach the roof of a two-story mansion, the monster swirled the neck of a dragon stretched from both shoulders, shooting fireballs and blocks of ice indiscriminately from the dragon's jaw. A fireball turns the eastern half of the vestibule into a sea of fire, and ice cubes ice the western half of the vestibule. He gets his long tail slapped where he jumped to avoid that attack, blows it up, and is about to be pursued by a shockwave, but thanks to Gloria scratching over it he gets nothing.

Maxwell's attacks have been increasing in intensity since Cain joined them. I'm mainly after Miliu, but against Miliu, Ruufa has moved to cover and has succeeded in keeping her off the battlefield. And the battlefield was a battlefield, with a safe zone, where evacuation could temporarily outweigh Maxwell's attack.

That's the space between Maxwell and the Mansion. Faria and the others can confirm that there is a Gisele Court inside the half-destructed mansion. Neither can Maxwell attack like involving Gisele Court, and when he stands behind the Mansion, he will have to loosen his hand in the attack, too. Or so it was the truth that I couldn't attack this one as I thought while standing in front of the mansion. If the attack is to be concentrated from one side, then the defense should also be concentrated on the other side. Monster's defense is high. Six pairs of enlarged wings each act as a thick protective wall. If it is only an attack from one side, it is also easy to withstand by deploying multiple walls.

In fact, Aurora Storm's biggest thunderstorm strikes were not even those of Ruufa, Gloria, Asla, or Cain. It doesn't seem to be working either. They may be able to damage the armor at all, but the monster instantly regenerates the damaged area.

"I didn't know my master had so many subpoenaed weapons."

"You didn't know, did you?

"There's no reason to know. Master Maxwell was mediocre as an armed summoning teacher. At least, he did not fool himself into communicating to his disciples research results that were unacceptable in Lyohan. Both I and Asura learned the art of armed summoning in a basic manner and completed their training in a basic manner. I've never even heard of multiplexing."

Twenty years of spell succession and multiple construction of the surgical ceremony. It was also an unknown technology for Faria, and she did not even know that such a thing existed, nor could she imagine. That actually exists and excites me fiercely in front of you. And unless we do something about it, the Farias have no future.

To do so, we must activate Miliu's pseudo-magic, and Phalia and the others will focus on buying time.

Falia, descending from Gloria's arms to the ground, saw Gloria unfold countless wings of light, causing a storm, and unleashed a thunderstorm at the same time. The black monster responded by protecting his entire body with wings against the tornado that struck from overhead and the purple electricity that serpents and kills the ground shavings. Twelve wings cover and conceal the giant body and receive the tornado of light and the violet bands. Electric heat burns the surface of the wings, storms ravage, but that's all. It has not even reached the person in the depths of the armor. And it will be restored in no time, such as to that extent of damage.

"Summoning armed men with restorative abilities is dastardly enough, Master."

As Asra manipulated the jewels, she went to pack Maxwell.

"I alone must destroy everything. Forgive me for this."

"Is it forgivable? I thought I'd have a happy day with your sister."

"Well... that did a bad thing"

"If that's what you think, stop it"

"You can't. I can't stop you anymore."

Three jewels begin to swirl in front of the arms raised by Asura, and heat concentrates in the void at its center. The moment the fireball arose and I wondered if it had swelled, the tail of the black monster hit her. Awesome speed. I can't avoid Asla either - a moment, a little wind blew and a clash sounded.

"I'll mix it up too!

"Sounds interesting in there."

The swords of Lux-Vein and Tran-Cargilius took the tail and sheltered Asura.

"Well, thank you."

As Asura rejoices, she unleashes the fireball that occurred in the center of the jewel. A mass of flames leads through between Lux and Tran, who raise their swords, to Maxwell's armor in a straight line. Maxwell, with countless more tails, attacked Lux and Tran and forced them to retreat, took Asla's fireball with a wing shield. but that alone doesn't put out the flames and widens the inflammatory range while burning the surface of the wings.

"The curse of the Yang Witch (Hino Miko), I don't have much trouble getting a look at it."

Asura rotates the jewels further and enters the generation of fireballs. The flame surrounding Maxwell's wings passes from wing to armor to helmet and dragon neck. Eventually, where his whole body was engulfed in flames, the cold air spit out of the dragon's neck froze Maxwell's entire body. The black monster is frozen like an ice statue, although it is good that the flames have been extinguished.

There Lux swung the Gravestone and cut it, and the tran jumped with a machete. Both of them, it was an unusual rate. Regardless of the lux with the summoning weapon in his hand, it is, by no means, the physical ability of an ordinary person. He's not supposed to have a subpoena.

Almost at the same time as the two fleshed out, Maxwell's icing melts, and a black monster goes out to intercept. A giant arm blows a jumped tran to the sidelines and thick legs kick a slashing lux off the ground. Tran burst into the rubble of his mother's house and Lux went over Asla's head. Heavy blow. Could be fatal. Asura emits a fireball without watermark, but this time he was hit directly with a cold air bomb, which exploded in the void. More fireballs hit Asla, slamming her jumping back down to the tail she was approaching from behind, and she lay down on the ground.

They were repelled without “sword ghosts”, “sword saints” or the art of exchange, and even Asura was silenced.

Luufa on Gloria, Cain folds up the attack, but it's just equally prevented and bounced off. Faria learned to rush, watch Ruufa. Miliu, held by him, grips the pattern of Loversoul, closes his eyes, as if to sharpen his consciousness. And I realize that the blade pieces of Loversoul floating around her are beginning to draw intricate tattoos. It's what Miliu called a curse. Rituals for activating pseudo-magic.

Maxwell must have noticed the danger, too. I'm concentrating my attack on Luufa, who flies with Miliu in his arms. Ruufa has succeeded in avoiding it hard, although the fireballs thrown out of the dragon's head and the shock waves emanating from the ice cubes and hands continue to strike Ruufa. But the monster's maneuver was overwhelming and he could have been shot down as he was.

At any rate, I have to turn my attention to this one, but I didn't want it to happen with the Phalia's offensive power.

(We have to do something...)

It was when Faria bit her teeth in the palatability.

"Faria, give me orders."

Turning around behind me, as usual, a demonic crystal doll with no expression stood.

"Wolk, you're here"

Faria was honestly pleased with Urk's participation in the war. Urk might be able to withstand Maxwell's onslaught or smash Maxwell's armor. Of course it's hard to think that's going to settle. The mass of Maxwell-Alkiel's summoning arms is enormous. It also has restoration capabilities. It makes no sense if you can't destroy armor and kill Maxwell himself on top of it.

"But why me again?

"With Setuna absent, I've decided it's appropriate to turn to you for instructions."

"I'm not explaining it... well fine. Maxwell's Summoning Army is an integral part of the offensive. Our aggressiveness makes it impossible to break through. I'll have to put it on Miliu."

"So what can I do?

"Build up the attack and buy time."

Copy that, sir.

"I asked for it."

Faria looked sideways at Urk lifting his left arm and restated the Aurora Storm. The light of the Demonic Crystal gathers at the end of Urk's left hand. Wavelight cannon. The power of the shelling with the big hole in the wall of Recondor should have been tremendous, and it couldn't have worked for Maxwell either. To match it, Faria also deployed crystal bits and built a large bow form for the Aurora Storm in order to unleash a thunderbolt of maximum output.

There are no allies on the slope. The Expeditionary Army, which besieges Gisele Court Mansion, is far from being caught in Maxwell's attack. There was nothing wrong with that.

Maxwell-Alkiel tried to shoot down Ruufa while attacking Gloria and Cain, and was blind to this one who entered the offensive posture. It may be that there are facts that have prevented Faria from thundering that have dulled Maxwell's judgment. I'm sure he's confident in his defense.

"Maximum output, wavelight cannon, firing"

A vast stream of light is released from Urk's left palm. Explosive light smears vision and also overwhelms Faria. A huge amount of heat destroyed the front fan of the Urk by the time it was completely skinless, wiping out about the western half of the motherhouse. The moment the light went out and the heat dropped, Faria fired a thunderbolt of Aurora Storm's maximum output. This one had a huge amount of thunder coming out here, killing Maxwell's whereabouts while tearing his sight apart, causing a massive explosion. The sound of multiple resounding destruction conveys the awesomeness of the continuous shelling of Urk and Faria. So much so that the recoil nearly blew Faria's body.

Though it was not the blow-up, it made him give up that fatigue due to wear and tear was standing on Faria. The spiritual power of Falia was also exhausted in the two most powerful thunderstorms.

(How...?

I don't see it well because of the smoke and dust that I can get in. There are signs. Maxwell-Alkiel is definitely alive. I know that. So much so that the serial shelling of Faria and Urk won't cause any fatal injuries, as expected. Nor will I be shocked by survival itself. The problem is Maxwell's condition.

"Excellent destructive power. Normally, you can't stand this kind of attack."

Smoke that can stand in is blown by a winding wind that reveals itself.

But it is also impossible to destroy me.

Maxwell-Alkiel was there, almost intact.

"I am the devil. The Devil of Time."

The black devil has told me chilly.