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

"What... is that...?

"You don't know."

Setuna recognized that from Marcar's stunned reaction. Marcal-Talber, who is said to be a former Knights Knight, tells the story of his retirement from the Knights before the formation of the Thirteenth Knight and his becoming mayor of Sunstrea after a revolution by the Knights. It must be natural not to know the true body that should be called the true power of the thirteenth knight. No, just because you're in the Knights, how much do you know about the abilities of the Thirteen Knights?

It must have been a very small number of people, such as those who knew about salvation, disguise, true body - the power given to them by the Savior God Mibula. Setsuna knows only because he fought the thirteen knights, and because the thirteen knights taught him all sorts of things against Setsuna.

"You didn't know anything about the thirteenth knight. I didn't understand anything better than the outsiders."

"What?

Marcar's face when he saw this one was amusing and surprising. How shocking it must have been for him to know nothing. In fact, the power of the true body comes as a surprise. They treat God lightly beyond man's control.

When the simulation by the true body began, the movement of the divine man stopped. I have to stop. They don't know to stop the simulation from the super sky, they are completely destroying the body of the divine man and stopping the invasion. Destroyed divine men have to focus on regeneration. It is appalling to continue to regenerate until what is called nucleus breaks no matter how much it is destroyed, but by extension, a divine man concentrating on regenerative action does not constitute a threat.

"Thirteen knights...? Is that it?"

"That is the power of the thirteenth knight, whom you slander as helpless."

Like a giant eye floating in the night sky. It was so wrapped in a fantastic glow that it could be said to be sacred. The light back, which draws a large and gentle curve, creates the contour of the eye, as if the body of the true body symbolizes the eye. And the immense light illuminated from his eyes strikes directly at the divine man on the far other side of the earth, melting the whitening area. The true body looked familiar. Before we escape from Benoa, we are witnessing the true bodies of all thirteen knights, so it is natural. Although I didn't know whose true body it was at the time, I could clearly understand it when I heard my voice.

Rowfa Zan-Seivas.

He is a thirteen knight with the alias "Heavenly Bow” Rowfa and is remembered by Setuna as a person who often acts alongside Sid Zan-Rufaus and Bain Belbail Zan-Lanacourt.

"Setuna-Kamiya. Let me take charge of the gods of the earth, and your lord will bring them down early. A black spear setuna would be easy, wouldn't it?

Rowfa's voice sounds good. I don't know why, but I'm getting a lot of power. Maybe because I'm no longer lonely. Nod.

"... Oh!

"Easy... you say?

Marcar stares at Setuna. Millions more arms emerged branching out of the four arms at the same time as the giraffes and eyes glowed.

"Ha ha! Makes me laugh. What could ever do against me defeat me! Something you can kill! Something you can destroy!

Half of the grown arms come towards Setuna. As if they were turbid, they were creepy enough to see and even make you nauseous. Attempt to approach the body while cutting off looming arms. Marcar's offense was fussy because of too many more arms. It was not impossible to approach while attacking. And Marcar didn't just attack Setsuna.

"Thirteen knights have power, so what! Isn't it true you weren't impudent! Even you, as long as you were firm, would not have done this if you had performed the duties of the Knights...! No!"

Half of the countless arms stretching from Marcar were stretching toward the lowfa above. It's like a strange white torrent that instantly packs the distance from Rowfa. Rowfa seemed unable to cope with Markar's attack because he concentrated on sweeping the gods on the ground. But Setuna wasn't even worried.

"Lord Malkar-Talber. Your words, what is not one mistake? Indeed, as you put it, the world has become like this just because we are impudent. If we had the strength, if we could have served, we would have avoided such a tragedy."

A blinking flash burned the night sky, a moment that seemed to have blinked a huge eye gleaming in the sky. Light pierces the countless arms that arrive, dissolving them from the shot out and extinguishing them. Rowfa tells.

"But that's a different story from this. What you are doing is the work of a demon who never thought of one. A stupidity that cannot even be placed on the wind of the Knights. No, I can't throw it away."

"I don't even know what the difference is......!

Marcar exposes his anger at Rowfa. The leeway I was showing against Setuna disappeared and lost, and the emotions were expensive on my face. I guess Markar's thoughts on the Knights will make him do that. Can't you give up your attack on Rowfa, instantly regenerate your smashed arms and strike again? But it still doesn't arrive. Rowfa's true body is free of mercy and mercy for Markar's attacks, and he can fight back to the point of harshness. An instant flash burns down Marcar's arm. Marcar can roar.

"I have risen because I have lost my power without being able to do the righteousness that you knights set forth. I had to stand. I will save and protect the weak like you, and I will build everlasting paradise."

"I'm tired of hearing about you."

Setuna chilled in response to a cry similar to Marcar's cry. No matter how much justice Marcar speaks, it just no longer sounds empty. Besides, Setsuna has already jumped into Marcar's pocket. Marcar's body wrapped around the whitened area like armor, reaching the extreme proximity of its nostrils. The fact that Marcar was pointing too much consciousness at Rowfa held back Setuna's approach. Marcar's eyes looked at this one.

"Setuna-Kamiya -!"

By the time he was finished, the black spear in Setuna's hand had already swirled endlessly, chopping Markar's flesh into bullshit pieces. No matter how tough or sturdy the whitened areas are, there's no way they won't rip into black spears. In front of the most powerful black spear, whatever it is, we just have to tear it apart. Regardless, we also know that that can't be fatal. Divine men remain active unless they destroy an object called a nucleus that is produced in the whitened area. That was one of the reasons God's fearful existence, and the greatest reason why the constant man would not be enemies.

So, not necessarily, Setuna continued to completely destroy Markar's flesh, which continued to scatter and restore the rays of destruction, wielding a black spear. Setuna's eyes then capture a shining object in a scattered mass of meat.

"I don't know how you're keeping yourself or how you were manipulating people with albinism, but you seemed like you were just a god."

"hey... to..."

"Break the nukes and do it, see"

Setuna stuck a black spear cut at Marcar. The tip pierces a strange crystal that emits light. I don't even have to think about what that is. There was no such substance in the human body, or as big as Setuna's fist. That couldn't have been an ornament or anything. Unleash the power of the black spear. At the next moment when the tip seemed to have burned white, the crystal burst from the inside and the light burned my vision.

"I can't play anymore"

"Idiot... Nah -"

Markar's body began to collapse as he raised the voice of the Terminator. Because Setuna's body, which was splattered in a series of attacks, lost its regenerative power and no longer returns. My heart is also breaking fast. Markar's life is lost. The nucleus of the divine man was only holding his life together. Marcar has no choice but to perish, than that nucleus has been completely destroyed.

The broken remains broken, falling into blur and falling to the ground. The power that flew freely through the sky was also lost. Gravity pulls me, it just falls.

Setuna looked overhead, feeling emptiness at the end of a senseless battle.

Rowfa's true body was about to descend slowly.

True bodies emitting light to the divine are beautiful and reliable without needing to be compared to the divine man Marcar.