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

For a moment, I didn't know what happened.

However, under his eyes, I wondered if the light had passed the night view of Myram, and at the next moment, his eyes stained bright white. And the impact pierced his flesh. There was a fever, and I heard a roar. Turns out the hull is shaking hard. The Imperial Demons roared. Turn around. I witnessed a pillar of light piercing the hull and saw several of my men disappear as if evaporating in the light.

It was too late when I reached out.

The hull broke in two, and Sigurd watched the ship smash in pieces as it grabbed onto the bow. I heard several "Pale Wind" members fall to the ground and scream of the disconnected demon. I don't even know what happened to Jin and Idyll.

The ship is in two pieces.

Split between the bow side and the rear side, more than a dozen people had survived hard on the bow side, grabbed by the sigurd and the column trunk. The only reason the ship was in two pieces but not falling was because the bow and Neglebev were tied by chains, and Neglebev was increasing his descent speed with a growl similar to that of a scream. Again, it seems heavy in Neglebev as a whole.

Neither has the rear side fallen down with a major breakdown in posture. Because they are chained to two Bethlears. However, from the position of the sigurd, it was also difficult to ascertain what the survivors looked like safely. I didn't want to wish as many members as I could survive.

(Shit)

Throw it away inside, but I knew there was no point in doing that.

Still, I can't help poisoning you.

The current light was undoubtedly an attack by the goddess sect. This means that the Goddess Order immediately attacked the ship as soon as it discovered it coming down from above. That's not just an attack either. Attack by summoning armed or something close to it. You can call it shelling.

When Sigurd climbed above the bow with only the force of his arms, the other two ships also confirmed that they were made into two pieces. In the moonlight ripping through the clouds and falling, the sight of a halfway ship descending into the sky only seemed odd.

I didn't even want to imagine how many were swept off the ground and how much they could have survived. If we go down to the ground, we will have to count irresistibly, and we will have to admit it. I know that. But still, I didn't want to think about it right now. We must now concentrate on the battle in front of us.

The battle power has been greatly diminished, but the only question is whether we can discuss the goddess. It's not his job to argue with the goddess. He has a role to play in attracting enemy power. Then there should be at least no problem with how many. Regardless, the loss of important members is an outrage for Sigurd, but not if he is now imprisoned by it. It must serve its purpose. The defeat of the goddess. I don't even hate annihilation for that.

"It's an interesting hobby to build and carry a ship to the Emperor Demon who has the ability to fly."

"No, it's true, you might, my master."

Sigurd circled his gaze as he responded to the gentle woman's voice, which he heard suddenly from below. I discovered a light emitter coming up in the dark up close, and determined that it was the Lord of the Voice, because, when I looked closely, it was in human form. And when it rises to the front of the sigurd, it descends in line with the descent of the hull.

"You are... the goddess Sama?

Sigurd asked, looking at the luminescent looking down at this one at a constant altitude. It is the woman of man who shines. Never young, but beautiful. The word "appearance" suits me well. The whole body shines light on it, how divine it is. It has to be what you deserve to call yourself a goddess. Long for a woman, but much lower than a sigurd. He was in an even shape and wore a luxurious coat. It is not alienated like white-identified humans or Radian-Oldsmith. But it is certain that it possesses such peculiar powers as the Radians.

Earlier, it must have been this woman who emitted light through the hull.

The woman smiled as she weakened the light that emitted. Rather than a smile full of charity, a smile that brings out the weak.

"You know very well. Yes, I am Mariella, the goddess."

"I don't know what you know, but is there someone besides Sama the Goddess who can do this?"

"Hehe. So is that."

Mariela-Forone smiles. A smile that does not think of one of them may indeed be worthy of a higher order being like God. But Sigurd had no idea that she was a real goddess, etc. She's probably human. It's just that humans gain some mighty power and are naming God. If you are a real god, you should feel like you want to be in plain clothes as soon as you see it.

It didn't.

However, hostility towards the goddess concentrated all the nerves of Sigurd.

"I see you're beautiful enough to deserve a goddess"

"Hehe. It's nothing to praise, is it?

"Ha, until I gave you my honest thoughts."

Sigurd, meanwhile, touched the pattern of a sword on his hips. Gravestone. It's not like a broken sword is useless at all. Rather, it can be called a higher performance than a forged sword. Gravestone's original power may have been lost, but it has already been confirmed that the characteristics of the subpoena weapon remain. In other words, the strengthening of the five senses and physical abilities acted on the whole body of the sigurd.

(It doesn't have to be anything, it's going to be a buy of time)

Sigurd spoke to Mariella as she sharpened her enhanced senses in an instant and served to grasp the situation of the fleet.

"What the hell are you?

"Nothing, nothing, didn't you just go? Goddess."

"... it is. When did you become a goddess?"

"That's certainly doubtful."

Mariela keeps talking to me as she slowly descends when she puts her hand on her mouth and smiles.

"As you think I was originally just a human being. He was just one of those pathetic people who believed in a false god called Vashtara, etc."

"Fake god?

Sigurd decided to concentrate on his conversation with Mariella, while recognizing that other imperial demons on the hull were entering a state of battle. Still high above Myram, the only way to start a fight here is to commit suicide. It wouldn't be a bad idea to explore Mariella's identity while buying some more time. I was just wondering what the hell was the intention of the pilgrimage teacher Mariella-Forehorn to cut and dump the supreme god who would have believed with his life as a false god. There must be nothing more unforgivable for Vashtaras than an insult to the Supreme God. Of course, I know that she has abandoned Vashtara, and I understand that she has launched a new sect called the Goddess Church, etc., but it is not an easy thing to do, such as deny her half life, nonetheless.

"Oh, my God. No, are you kidding me?

"Oh, are you more worried about me than about yourself? Ugh. It will be decided for a long time. Because the supreme god, Vashtara, no longer exists."

"What? Is that true?

"It's true and true. Why would I lie to someone like you? It doesn't matter to you, not even Vashtaras."

"Well... yes"

It was a word that bothered me.

The supreme god Vashtara no longer exists, which also means that it existed before. And after recognizing it, she affirmed Vashtara as a false god and threw up.

"Vashtara was also unable to prevent the collapse of the continent. Many of my beloved and saving compatriots lost their lives in the collapse and its aftermath. Who could not save a soul without reaching out to those who have believed for centuries in the name of the Supreme God?"

The goddess tells me that she is cold.

"This isn't a false god, it's what. It is only by reaching out to those who seek salvation that the divine can be sufficient."

"Ha."

Sigurd laughed after making sure the hull altitude had dropped enough.

"Then you're a god, too."

"Oh? What makes you think that?

"Why don't you reach out to people like us?"

"What do you mean,"

When I wondered if the whole body light of the goddess had gotten stronger, the pressure hit Sigurd. I'm about to be swung off my bow and stick to my bow. It's an unusual outfit, but it would be better than falling to the ground.

"If you want to be in my asylum, why don't you join the Goddess Order? And believe in me, and say, and honor, and pray, and honor. Then mercy, guard, and love me, even if I have been as poor of hearts as you."

The light emitted by the goddess at the next moment became several strips of light and diffused in all directions, teasing through and blasting the front of the hull on which the sigurds ride.