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

"Chi!

Setuna turned the black spear of her right hand under her eyes as she aggressively restrained Monana with Rod Oveenvy's "dark stroke”. It fires a "ray of destruction” towards something particularly large among the falling wrecks, points a spear at another wreck as it continues to stand, and rides away countless wrecks with a "ray of destruction”. But still, there was no such thing as being able to blow up all the wreckage, as if to hear the mockery of a goddess engulfed in the palms of darkness.

Sheila and Eryl Alum run off, but they're not going to be able to stop the fall. I couldn't see Faria, even as I tried to entrust my hope to rebuild Faria's net of thunder.

(Faria Ha...!?

Setuna looked around to taste the ground as she continued to shoot the "rays of destruction”. Then we found out that Miztris' drop point was extremely close to where Faria was, and his spine froze. Instantly glide to the ground, spreading the wings of the Mail of Dotor to the fullest in the midst of it, at least trying to shield only allies within range from the wreckage. It was no exaggeration to say that the Ark was huge enough to cover a large part of the battlefield. That's what I destroyed. It is clear to everyone that the entire battlefield will suffer devastating damage even if the wreckage just pours down. So Faria and the others managed to subdivide the wreckage, but that failed. The wings of the Mail of Dotor alone cannot cover the battlefield.

Faria had been grabbed up by Miztris. A white luminous helmet looks here. It's provoking.

Faria, who was concentrating all her nerves on maintaining the thunder grid even as the nerves approached her, can't do that if she just got her hands on it directly. No, it becomes clear from looking at the bow rolling beneath her feet that Faria gave up rebuilding the lightning grid because she was losing Aurora Storm. I had to give up. With a distressed look on his face, he also knows that he doesn't want to roar but not if he's roaring at the length of Faria staring at Miztris. You can't count on Sheila or Eryl Alm, and you can't count on the armed summoners around you. The white light overflowing from Miztris was undoubtedly a different but immense force from the divine authority, and the explosive calories were inhibiting their approach to the two.

If Miztris could be approached, it was Setuna alone, and therefore he flew without hesitation. He spreads his wings like a canopy and rushes to Faria as he protects the Allied General from the falling wreckage. As Miztris' left sword swept away the void, he tried to intercept Setuna, but Setuna stepped on the sword's belly, leaping, and accelerating. In an instant, we run out of time. Moments later, the whole body of Miztris emitted a tremendous light, and Setuna wrapped Miztris in darkness wings aggressively. As the wreckage began to pour due to the loss of the wing canopy, there was so much explosion that the wing barrier blew up. The awesomeness of its power and the wings that should have been fortified with Edge of Surst were wiped out, and even the source of the wings, the Mail of Dotter, was damaged. I can't even apologize right now, although I seem to hear a scream of Mail of Dotor.

In a further damaged mail-of-doer, it was also impossible to spread its wings properly, and Setuna threw the goddess, who had been captured by the "dark caress” far away when she looked back at the rain of the debris that had begun to pour. Remove the edge of thrust from the Mail of Dotor and assimilate it to the Rod of Envy. Edge of Thurst's ability to assimilate is not exclusive to Mail of Dotor.

Then activate the enhanced Rod of Envy ”Dark Caress”. Maximize the palm of the anomaly, which is huge many times more than normal, and squeeze it overhead. Blow, bounce, and crush the wreckage of the descending ark. We will minimize the damage to the Allied forces with the threesome of Sheila and Eryl Alm.

Then, some time later, countless crystals were scattered in the void, and the net of thunder light was reconstructed. An enormous amount of thunder light flowing through the gap of the net does not miss even the dust, pushing it over the sky. From what I can see, Faria, free of Miztris, was rebuilding the Aurora Storm.

Setuna relieved as well as unwrapped the "dark stroke” and looked around.

Of the wreckage of the ark, few have ever poured down on the ground. But there were times when Sheila was still pushing things of great mass into the air, and no damage appeared to have been done to her allies. Even to the enemy. Even with the direct strike of the wreckage that fell in the middle of the battlefield, the gods didn't see one upset.

The war situation is never fragrant.

In the first place, there is only one chance of winning this battle, and Setuna is about to discuss the Nea Gandia Army Commander. We knew before the war that if the battle prolonged, that was all the Allies were at a disadvantage. It's more obvious than seeing fire. In order to win, there is no other way to defeat the Commander, the backbone of the enemy army, except perhaps Setuna, who can do so.

But the Allies were devastated because it could not be carried out immediately. The extraordinary number of casualties is obvious from the way the battlefield is. The front is disturbed, many of the generals are hurt, and the dead are out countless.

Neither that nor this is more than because Setuna could avoid the attack of the enemy God and it took a long time to return.

(It's all my fault)

There can be no doubt that if Miztris had been killed instantly and the goddess could have been repelled, it would not have been such a tragedy. But I couldn't do that.

Bite your teeth, it's too late to regret it.

Lost lives don't come back.

Miztris is standing in front of the enemy. It's intact. I guess it was something else that just exploded, not Miztriz himself. Fantasy or something, it must be something like that. Behind him, there was, naturally, the figure of a goddess. Because God can move through space and travel fast, he doesn't even buy time where he throws it away.

Setuna, when she breathed quietly, solved the assimilation of Rod of Envy and Edge of Thurst and sent back only Edge of Thurst. There's no point in assimilating it with the Mail-of-doer more than you can't use your ability to fly. If the burden is heavy on it, there is no point in continuing to summon it. The Mail of Dotter itself is useful and makes sense to keep it equipped, but there is no point in summoning more than a limited number of weapons at present, hands.

(although there is a mask-of-dispare)

With that in mind, Setuna withdrew her foreword in her chest. Do the armed summons without leaving it empty, call the mask of dispersal and attach it over your head. Dark black masks do not necessarily need to cover their faces. Then, use that ability to generate only the arms of the Dark Doll, causing him to hold the resubscribed Lance of Designer in his hand and the summoned Axe of Ambition in standing. Conveniently, each of the four arms held a subpoena arm. As a result, Setuna's senses are incredibly enlarged and sharpened.

So much so that the whispers of Miztris and Goddess can be heard clearly.

"Heh heh... you didn't do much to break my breath, Miztriz"

"Right."

"Oh, wow, do you admit the faults from Mizu"

"I am not foolish enough to admit my failure."

Although I don't know the look on Miztris's face, I clearly see the beautiful appearance of the goddess Monana. Other than that - for example, I have figured out to take the movement of the entire Nea Gandia army, and I have a clear grasp of the movement of the allied forces that correspond to it. Perfectly close understanding of the entire battlefield is also the effect of having multiple subpoenas. In some cases, it could be called harm. Obtaining unnecessary information dulls judgment when

"Yes... you were. I will help you, Commander."

"What are you up to?"

"Don't plan, etc... I only swear allegiance to His Majesty the Divine Emperor. If you do, you will die, so it is only natural to cooperate. Can't you trust me?

"If I can't trust you, I won't let you accompany me as a subordinate god from the beginning."

"Ugh. Then let's meet your expectations..."

When the Goddess's interaction with Miztris was about to end, Setuna was flying to Monana. The goal of the operation is Miztris, but the biggest obstacle to discussing Miztris is Goddess Monana. Firstly, if we do not discuss the goddess, the situation will not improve.

"Let it!

An unstoppable series of attacks by black spears and pitch-black large spears, purple and black large axes, stopped to destroy the barriers created by the goddess and did not reach the goddess body at all. On the contrary, the barrier created by the Goddess pulls Setuna away from the Goddess herself, with Miztris cracking in between.

"No, let me. You can't imagine what I would do to you."

"I am your opponent, Sethuna-Kamiya"

Miztriz's two-handed sword strikes Setuna with a blurry light. Accepted with an axe and a spear, Setuna told.

"Yes, I will kill you!

"Am I the target from the beginning!

"You're right!

It is not Setuna who misses the moment when the protruding black spear cut stabs Miztris in the neck. As soon as the cutting-edge crushes the armor and plunders it into the skin, it emits a "ray of destruction," swallowing and blowing Miztris in a runoff of destruction. A blow that can be a decision hit. The response was too much. But what Miztris did not extinguish is also clearly conveyed by the fact that her life response does exist in the light of the "rays of destruction”.

"But that's it, too"

Looking in the direction of his voice, a goddess descended in the midst of a far away battlefield, reaching out for salvation but touching the earth with the softness as if it were divinely immense. Let the light creep into the earth and spread the ripples. Rapidly. Setuna has a bad feeling, shooting a "sabotage ray” into the goddess and flying away from the scene, but the "sabotage ray” is taken by Miztris wrapped around a melting armor. Setuna also has to wrap her tongue around the sturdiness of Miztris, who still never dies.

Monana, the goddess, has told me softly as she embraces Miztris blown away by the "rays of destruction”, instantly healing and showing her wounds.

"Come on, how many lives can you save?

The ripples of divine authority's light ran through the battlefield and engulfed all of Zalwarn.