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

"I respected you even when you looked like this."

Setuna slashed him twice and three more times as he couldn't get through, slamming the rays of destruction into his stomach, and then pushing him away from Marcar so that he could be pushed out into an explosion. The evening breeze feels irresistibly cold because of the light of the explosion and the sweat that erupted in the heat.

"As long as you don't have a purpose, you can stay here."

"Then abandon its purpose and come to me. It won't be too late now. Shall I be with me the protector of the peace of the island of Benoa?"

"You can't."

When the exploding light subsided, there was the appearance of Marcar, who had melted away. He was cut off from his right arm, wounded multiple places, and bombarded enough to have a big hole in his abdomen. I should have called it dying. But his eyes hadn't lost their vitality yet, and the lost areas regenerated as he saw them. Same as just now. The whitened meat regenerates the body, leaving it clean and refreshed. I guess it's the same no matter how much you tap into the attack.

There is only one way to destroy the Divine Man.

Destroying the nucleus hidden in the whitened area. That's just the only way to kill a divine man, and there's no other way to destroy a dehumanized existence - Setuna heard from Silvier. Setuna was able to kill the divinely humanized Kevin-Arcs because, by chance, he was able to destroy the nucleus.

"You don't mind sacrificing to the city if you want to take the black spear from me. I don't mind mundane anymore. There's no sign of the mayor I admired."

Point the spear and fire a ray of destruction.

"No, in the first place, it's impossible to follow you, the divine man."

"Divine man?"

The band of light was once again obstructed by a membrane of meat. Thick meat wings block light and explosions occur. Tearing apart the smoke, the enlarged five fingers arrive towards Setuna. Up, down, left, right, Setuna struck out one after the other with black spears, chopping off and bouncing off her fingers approaching to determine the void from various directions. One finger, stopped overhead. Fingertips emitted light. The light converges, becoming light and pouring down. Instead of jumping away, he approaches and cuts off his fingers as he flies through the rays. That doesn't end there. All fingers, when instantly regenerated from the cutting surface, simultaneously emit rays of light from multiple directions.

"You're not. I am God."

For a five-way to simultaneous ray attack, Setuna used a mail-of-dotor. Maximize your strength and envelop your whole body with butterfly wings. The wings instantly harden and become a shield that blocks the external pressure. Although the thermal rays pierced the five spots of the butterfly wings and a small explosion occurred, Setuna felt no pain whatsoever. Unwrap the wing fence and shout.

"That's a mistake."

It will also pack the distance from Markar while avoiding the rays emitted from the five directions this time at high speeds of flight. In the meantime, I had to continue avoiding the rays that were then emitted, but there was nothing wrong with it. However, within the frightened rays, the rays emitted from overhead fell to the ground when they lost sight of their targets, landed in downtown Sunstrea and caused an explosion, which was of concern to Setuna.

"I don't know how you got over your albinism, but yours, it's the same thing. Kevin-Arks and nothing changes."

"No."

"Same."

"No, it's not."

Marcar was beaten as he deformed his enlarged meat wings like a giant arm, distancing himself from Setuna by instantly retreating. As soon as the light from the multidirectional stops, it pounds a ray of destruction into the imminent giant fist at a blast speed, while soaring, avoiding the pursuit of the right fist in its proper place. It was just said that he would destroy the Divine Man by himself. Markar's speed is not that of the constant. Instead of a permanent person, there will be nothing in there that even an armed summoner can speed up a battle like him. Nor does that speed reach Setuna.

Approach Marcar as he rushes over a giant arm. Marcar contracted his fingers. My eyes shine strong. He looked at this one, and he was laughing.

"If you really don't believe me, I'll show you proof of that."

Markar's light back emitted intense light.

(Are you blinded?

Setuna closed her eyes aggressively and flew above the force of her wings. What to do if an attack comes the moment you take away your sight is a handful of escapes. Some hands rely on other senses to fight back, but they were not the ones to put on such bets. The attack will not come. It became clear that Setsuna's hearing had picked up the sound that Marcar had not given up because Setsuna was thorough in dodging behavior.

Numerous monstrously stained growls occur in the southwest of Sanstrea.

(What?

Open your eyes and look at you. Visual enhancement by Mail of Dotor and Chaos Bringer captures the turmoil in the city of Sunstrea and the anomalies that have occurred in the southwest. in the southwest. That is a disturbance different from the confusion caused by the clashes between Setuna and Markar. The house exploded with a monster stained roar, and I could see white, giant arms stretching out toward heaven. That's not one thing. When two, three and a giant arm appear, the oddly enlarged human body can be confirmed. Human beings with whitened halves - gods.

Setuna stared at Marcar as she unconsciously radiated the heat.

"What have you done! Marcar!"

"I woke you up."

Marcar put his arms together and watched this one slowly. The constant onslaught of two giant arms and light backs growing from his back was holding Setuna back from approaching and seemed to recognize him as being in an advantage. It is a continuous attack by thermal rays emitted from the void at the centre of the back of the light and by arms with altered wings of the flesh. Setuna was trying to get a little closer to Markar as she sent them, or smashed them, but every time she approached them, it made no sense to be retracted. It just drains.

Sleeping gods.

"What!?

Towards the stunned Setuna, Marcar complains arrogantly.

"This is the proof that I am God. Stand above the divine man, rule the divine man, and serve the divine man. That's my power. That is a sign that I am salvation in this desperate world!

Marcar's whole body becomes even more alien. It is not a law of mass preservation. White organs overflowing from the body make further embellishments in Markar's armor, forming arms and wings. The likeness of that majesty did not seem divine to Setuna. No matter how vividly you dress, it doesn't make any difference that Marcar is just a lunatic.

"What are you doing, you!

Setuna shouted in the rage that was creeping up, pointing the spear at Marcar. Unleash the power. The flash of light flashed at the moment when the pink black tip seemed white and swollen. The running of light became an immense light and killed Marcar, striking directly at his decorated body. There was a huge explosion and the flash burned my vision. The roar shakes the atmosphere and the hot air blows through.

(Not yet)

Setuna directed the cutting edge of the spear toward a biological reaction as it rose in recoil as she slammed the pattern head of the spear against a giant fist that had stretched out of the smoke. It fires a ray of destruction and knocks the chase into Marcar. Setuna's ears had a voice better than the other as the explosion that followed dyed the night sky white.

Screaming.

Many gods are roaring and starting to act, scattering destruction. The large number of wounded is also evident from the seriousness of the scream. The dead may have come out, too. I had a crying child. The adults were also screaming like they didn't know what was going on. Termination. I moaned that it was a hellish sight, and there was something to turn away from reality.

"I am God, Lord Setuna."

In the rain of the rays of destruction, Marcar says away without moving at all.

"But nobody understands. I don't try to understand. Sometimes it takes an easy to understand performance to enlighten the eyes of ignorant, brittle and vulnerable people."

"No way......!

Setuna was stunned as she was flirted with the shockwave produced by Marcar's giant arm.

And I knew my stupidity.