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

Stirred by the blast, Sigurd saw a flashing light over his head as he fell to the ground.

The front part of the hull carrying the sigurds was descending just above Myram. And just making sure he got pretty close to the ground, he threw a provocative dialogue at the goddess. At any rate, the goddess must not allow the Sigurds to descend on Myram. Then I decided I should create an opportunity.

A thousand opportunities for the Imperial Demons of the same Assault Squad to attack the Goddess.

For that reason Sigurd had to be prepared to die, but that's all he was prepared for, something that had been decided since he joined this assault force. No, it's no exaggeration to say that Sigurd is at last dead. There was no fear of dying because living now was only a consequence of losing his life.

I have all sorts of thoughts about losing the life that was brought to life by the death of Lux, and the idea that I have to live for him. But as such, there was no fear of death. That evokes Sigurd's savage courage.

Sigurd's provocation triggered the instant the goddess attacked this one, a simultaneous attack by the Imperial Devil and an armed summoner hit the goddess. The magic of the Lewdies caused a series of explosions, and the onslaught of the armed summoners dyed white over Myram, shaking heaven and earth. However, there is a sight to be described as a small-scale “havoc," and the aftermath of the explosion blows the Sigurds even more forcefully. Fragments of the hull made cuts to the left cheek of the sigurd, but to that extent it would have been nothing short of survival.

The blast is second only to the blast.

The series of attacks, which only seemed awesome, had no mercy whatsoever, and the sigurd slammed against the roof of the building was enough to forget and see the pain. A split hull pours down the perimeter, and members of the "Pale Wind" follow and fall around the sigurd. Sometimes the altitude was low, and everyone seemed safe.

The onslaught continues.

Various attacks carried out from above the floating hull while being turned into two pieces create a hellish sight in Myram's sky.

"You can also defeat the goddess with this, right?

"Oh......"

Sigurd did not want to answer his subordinates' questions.

I just have to believe that.

It's not Sigurd's job to defeat the goddess. Goddess Destruction is the role of the Imperial Demon and the Armed Summoners in the Showdown, and if they can't do it with a deadly onslaught, there is no other hitter. We just have to wait until it's all gone.

But on Sigurd's chest came vague anxiety. Mariela, the goddess who should now be exposed to an attack that can only be described as harsh in front of her, is very unlikely to be defeated by an attack of this magnitude.

Mariela is not a god or anything.

That, first of all, was for sure. It should be just a woman who was just a pilgrimage teacher, with some power, naming God. There's no way a human can be a god. but there was also no mistake in having incomparable power with human beings. Combined with the attack that plunged the fleet into a state of devastation in an instant, the earlier attack, the ability to put the white isomers under control, and the story that they showed various miracles, we can hardly doubt that they are outrageous.

Would it be so easy to defeat something with so much power?

To a bad feeling, I shake my head in my chest.

(If you can't do that, there's nothing you can do.)

Sigurd threw up in his mind, staring into the night sky, which was stained white by the light of a continuous explosion. In Sigurd and Gravestone, it's impossible to argue for a goddess. I'm used to handling Gravestone, and I can demonstrate no less power than a concurrent armed summoner. But in Gravestone, which exerts its power in melee combat, you can also get close to the goddess. That's why I entrusted my hope to a corrugated attack from a distance by an armed summoner and an Imperial Demon.

but -.

Sigurd saw a number of lights flash in the exploding light. The flash was therefore the very light of the goddess who destroyed the ships of the Sigurds, and at the next moment it became countless rays of light, tearing apart the smoke and penetrating all the hulls that remained above. Shortly afterwards, five convenient hulls are detonated and the Imperial Demons and humans on each ship are thrown out simultaneously. And at that moment, I can see the Imperial Demons, who were towing the ship, roaring and flying towards the position where the Goddess is. Flash. The blade-like swarm of light instantly cleaves Neglebev and Bethlea apart and turns them into pieces of flesh. The blood splash went up.

Sigurd was nothing short of stunned.

The Assault Squad fell into a state of destruction in an instant. There is no longer a way to rebuild it. There is no longer any means against the goddess. There is no longer any way to survive.

When the smoke exploded, the light emitting human body was floating in the night sky.

Its luminescence, as it slowly descended, moved in front of the sigurd.

"... something, did you?

The goddess Mariela-Forone has asked so with a beautiful smile on her face.

She was intact.

All that, and that's not too much of an overstatement to say a small natural mutation, but it hasn't sustained any wounds. Wavy attack by Summoning Army and Imperial Demon. Instead of being unbearable to a normal person, even a white-differentiated human or imperial demon is unbearable. Even dragons have to perish. And yet Mariella's body didn't have one scratch on it. No, it's not just the body. Even the coat she wore had no scratches.

This means that the earlier onslaught had not reached the goddess in any way.

Sigurd, beaten by a sense of defeat, bit his teeth and gripped the sword pattern hard. Pull out. Gravestone's broken body is exposed to moonlight and shines bright and clear.

"What an unusual hobby to carry a broken sword, huh?

"Anything. No. This is me."

"I don't know what you mean."

"Shut up. The monster."

"Ugh. There's nothing to be afraid of. I will not lay my hands on you."

"What?"

"If you will come down to me and be my followers, I will save you. What do you say we join the Goddess Order and grab a glorious future?

I have no doubt that Mariela's words are her true intentions. It is clear from that look on her face that it is not a lie to attract the interest of the Sigurds and create a gap. Believing in my superiority, I didn't doubt it, it was the eye of what looked down on the Sigurds. In fact, there is no change in her predominant position. She was overwhelmingly dominant. You don't have to bother finding gaps in the sigurds. If we attack like the others, the Sigurds will be wiped out in an instant. That is an unquestionable fact.

But that's why it was a wish, such as joining the Goddess Order to survive. Throw it away.

The joke's on vacation.

"A joke?"

"I don't believe in a disgusting razor like you, that's bullshit!

"... oh"

The goddess asks, with a calm look on her face, not to break her relaxed attitude.

"What's so disgusting about me?

Sigurd acknowledged the power that overflowed his whole body, checking his surrounding conditions and the circumstances in which he was placed. The power flowing in from Gravestone is immense. I unconsciously respect Lux for treating so much power flat. There was nothing more to say about Lux's talent, his strength, than it was, but I could never imagine it had been this far before.

He wasn't strong because he had a subpoena weapon in his hand.

If a man who was strong from the beginning had a subpoena armed, he couldn't get his hands on it - that was a man named Lux-Vein.

It is Radian-Oldsmith that such a man could finally destroy by risking his life.

In Sigurd's view, Mariella is the same as Radian. Just like the Radians, it must have been mutated by God's blessing. Mariella herself, naming the goddess, would not want to admit it, but the signs felt by Sigurd were similar to those of Radian.

"Think of your age."

"Age?"

Mariela's expression froze.

Pilgrimage teacher Mariela-Forone, in information prior to the “Great Destruction," should have been plugged in his late forties. Instead, the goddess in front of her was too young. That's enough to work even when it comes to the twenties.

"I'm too young to make it, you Baba!

"... die"

The goddess turned off her smile.