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

God is different in nature from the creatures that exist in this world.

An organism is a good difficult thing, and it can be called a high-order being that cannot even be perceived if it is inherent.

But the gods who responded to the summons of the Holy Emperor Miendia Raegnus-Wargrain, adapted to this world but also became perceptible to man, descending into a dimension lower than it should have been. I hope they dropped it. You can change it. But the gods thought that responding to a summons meant fitting the jurisprudence of the summoner's world, and that there was no way to accomplish the existence that fitted the jurisprudence of Iles Valle.

Still, there is no difference that man or any other creature present in this world is unparalleled, and it was usually impossible to hurt man, no matter how much power he had - even with the same degree of power as God.

Dimensions are different.

It is impossible, for example, to interfere with the existence of different dimensions, outside, for example, to harm.

It was the same with God, and it was nearly impossible for God to interfere with man if he was meant to be. Therefore, God directly interferes by receiving flesh, or indirectly by using generations.

In Ashtra's case, the former.

He used divine authority to make flesh, and let himself dwell there. On top of that, he made it resemble the appearance of Alberto Ray-Benoagard, Hulberto's father, not only to manipulate Hulberto, but now that Hulberto has been used, it is no longer necessary.

In other words, Ashtra's flesh was a substitute for what could be termed the power of God - the crystal of divine authority. Though it is flesh-receiving, it is nearly impossible to harm God's flesh, a mass of divine authority. And it is God's flesh that can be instantly restored even if something is to be hurt. It's a hunk of divine authority. All you have to do is gather and create divine authority. As much as materializing invisible power, God has no creation.

It means that God's flesh, the crystal of divine authority, cannot be restored.

And it was also unlikely that God would suffer from severe pain.

Astra admitted that her thoughts would turn bright white to the pain penetrating her left arm. Even the battles between the gods never came to this kind of attention. Besides, I can't settle for the battle of the gods. Because we don't have decision fights with each other. God is immortal. It is unlikely that the God that emerged by the prayer of one will be destroyed by another. It also serves as a jurisprudence that man cannot harm God.

(What is this... what do you mean...!?

The severe pain thrust through his left arm was still in his arm, and then it was rumbling around. There is no such thing as pain in Ashtra's flesh. But the tremendous pain continued to irritate his left arm, and Ashtra was forced to make a decision. It's about amputating your left arm...

"Setuna-Kamiya......!

Ashtra, staring at Setuna, converged divine authority on her right pinky finger, without a blade, slitting her left shoulder. The moment I cut off my left arm, the pain that was causing him disappeared, but at the same time a tremendous sense of defeat struck Ashtra. I'm losing to Setuna. Nor can it be accepted that every human being is compelled to make such a judgment.

"You... you are not the only one!

"It's a dialogue over here, I guess!

Again, the spear flashes.

Now, I succeeded in dodging, but I didn't have time to be happy. I can restore the severed left arm, because I drove. Same as your right finger. I had the feeling that the place hurt by the black spear was no longer my own. Ashtra saw Setuna swing a spear and penetrate, spreading divine authority forward.

(Demon King's Wand......!

The barrage of divine authority unleashed by Ashtra, although successful in inhibiting Setuna's approach, could not even hurt him, rather than strike a deadly blow. Wings are protecting him. Winged armor is the family of the Demon King's Staff. It is no wonder that you have demonstrated the same power as the wand of the Demon King.

Demons are the only thing that can counter God.

Ashtra approached rather than staying away from Setuna. Running through the void, fleshing. Reaching close range, once again putting up a barrage of divine authority, Setuna just had to retreat as well. It accelerates rapidly to distance itself from Ashtra and emits rays of light without turning around. The rays of traction. Instead, it fires innumerable divine rays. Kamikaze rays that automatically direct to the subject arrive in Setuna as they dye the void white. but Setuna bounced them back by spinning the spears. Each shot was a ray of light powerful enough to extinguish the city, but the moment it was bounced by a black spear, it lost its power and only caused a small explosion at the point of landing.

Ashtra increasingly amplified her anger at Setuna. Aren't we just going to be cornered by Setuna as it is? Will they be hunted down and destroyed?

(What's stupid)

He's stunned in the chest. The moment I understood what I was thinking, my anger burned everything about Ashtra. Impossible. It is impossible that God himself should be hunted down like a human being, or destroyed. There must be no. That is against the laws of this world. It's nothing more than overshadowing the code of nature. Forgive me for that, everything in this world can be crazy.

(No...)

Ashtra looks to the man who jumps up with the power of the butterfly wings. Acknowledging the spear in his hand, he changed his mind.

That was your existential significance, demon king's wand.

Therefore, we must secure it.

But before that... you first, Setuna-Kamiya!

Ashtra, roaring, unleashed divine authority. At the same time as releasing the light bullet of Divine Prestige towards Setuna as rain, it dissipates the light of Divine Prestige as a waterfall, expanding the walls of Divine Prestige to the front. Rewrite the jurisprudence on it and reverse Setuna's direction of progress. Setuna, who was aiming for Ashtra over the sky, began descending into the ground at that moment. Anyway, it's like instantly noticing. But that moment was enough. A rainstorm of light bullets and rays kills and ravages Setuna's small body, causing a great explosion of divine authority. The atmosphere is distorted and the destructive power of jurisprudence is so wild. Ravages by overwhelming divine power cannot be called small scale “great destruction”. Of course, it's incomparable, but it would be similar to the human body. After the body is torn apart in thousands, a cell called a cell is shattered and returned to nothing. Interference in the dimension of the soul has made reincarnation unacceptable.

Even the aftertaste of destruction disappeared, and he, at last, appeased. And mock the relief. This is ridiculous. There was no anxiety, no fear.

"There's no way you can outmaneuver me."

Dimensions are different.

There was no such thing as fighting in the same dimension than the original. Ashtra was only hurt because Setuna had the Demon King's wand in her hand. Not even that wand of the Demon King is more fearful than he has not been able to open up all his powers. Restoration of the right hand and left arm has become impossible, but if we rebuild the flesh anew, there will be no problem.

I mean, there's nothing wrong with that.

Ashtra slowly descended to secure the black spear that would have fallen on the ground. There were no enemies except Setuna. I didn't even have to be vigilant. Setuna's vitality, at that moment, is interrupted. He's dead. Disappeared.

If there's one thing that bothers you, it means you don't see the Demon King's wand in his sight, but he may have been drunk by the massive destruction earlier and blown away somewhere.

As Ashtra descended on the ground, he noticed and grinned bitterly at what he saw here. Sid Zan-Rufaus, Bain Belbail Zan-Lanacourt, plus a woman called Rem. As they were, Ashtra didn't have to be alarmed. Even where an unexpected blow was put in, it wouldn't even hurt. Even if that's a blow with the help of a mummy called salvation.

Fear, threats, anxiety - those emotions were felt by a whole bunch of people, including them. And that's what makes it so pleasant and powerful for Ashtra. The slightest power wiped out by the crappy battle against Setuna can also be compensated for by the negative emotions spit out by the Benoagard humans. There's nothing wrong with that.

This is the end.

Ashtra tells.

"This is what happens when you can hurt me a little. This is the difference between God and man. No matter how much you scratch, it's impossible to exceed me. Not to mention the thought of killing me."

That is the absolute truth of the world.

Man who crawls through the earth cannot even touch God who is in heaven.

"Oh, really?"

The moment I heard his voice accidentally, a tremendous pain was tearing his back off.

"Then what am I?

Turning in tremendous pain, Setuna, who remained waving down the Demon King's wand, smiled viciously and was there.

I'm a human being, too.

Ashtra yelled.