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

She danced heavenly as Sheila moved, making sure that the dragons' attack targets also moved.

White-haired nine-tailed body is huge anyway. The rounder it is huge enough to be a mountain, and its size was incomparable even when it was once white-haired nine-tailed in Abad. For that matter, my strength was growing, and my body was strangely light. Full of power. The overflowing force only kicks the ground lightly to lift its gigantic body high in the air, concentrating many of the dragon's attacks over the sky. Thunder strikes, fireballs, ice cubes, wind shells, rocks, light waves - it soon became apparent that the attacks of Kowloon were based on the nature symbolized by each neck.

(What you can see)

But be careful. Oh, I don't think that's serious. "

Yeah, I know.

Sheila turned to the center of Zalwarn, thanking the white-haired nine-tailed voice that echoed in her heart. The dragons stretch their necks and heat their attack on Sheila. Thunder strikes become lightning itself, and fireballs become swirls of fire. If a tornado approached the water stream, a stream of light pushed over. If those attacks also wield all the tails of the Nine Tails of White Hair, disappear into position and lose them, Sheila doesn't feel any itching.

It has a universal feel.

The fact that it became the Nine Tails of White Hair itself gives Sheila room and certainty of victory. In fact, there is no way for Kowloon to kill Sheila if the battle continues to be prolonged. How hard we've been attacking, it doesn't work on Sheila. This will only buy you time. The thoughts of the goddess, who tried to torment Setuna, can be said to have ended in failure at that point.

I guess the dragons noticed that fact too.

He stretched his long neck even longer and approached Sheila.

Maybe he's going to bite me directly because Ranged Attack makes no sense. The dragon's head is huge. If you get bitten with that sturdy, extreme-looking jaw, it wouldn't even be a build-up of just nine white haired tails.

Sheila addressed the neck of the dragon approaching from nine directions at a tremendous rate by laying down on the spot and raising her hips and maximizing the nine tails. In other words, each of the nine necks was assigned one of the nine tails.

The head of the red dragon, which bursts in as burning as a fireball, the head of the impending blue dragon, which becomes turbulent itself, the head of the dragon, which arrives as sharply angled as a lightning bolt, and all the other heads of the dragon, knock it off with nine tails and strike to the ground. The dragons, deeply embedded in the earth by a tremendous blow, shouted angrily.

(Did it work?)

Looks like the blow's coming through.

(Then there doesn't seem to be a problem)

Sheila watched the battlefield of Far Away, Malware as she slammed the dragons trying to get their faces out of the ground into the chase by their tails to perseverance. The battlefield was right around the time Nea Gandia's gods and generals returned, but the war situation has changed dramatically. Nea Gandia's human soldiers should have been largely rendered incapable of combat by Sheila's attacks, and if the goddess hadn't even recovered, her power would have been drastically reduced. The problem is the divine man, but we can only rely on Faria and Eryl Alm for that.

And Setuna.

If Setuna takes on an enemy commander, then this battle is over.

At least, the chain of command of Nea Gandia's army will be disrupted. Or maybe God will take over the aftermath, but then, Setuna should take on God. Even if you don't, you can inflict fatal injuries.

The black spear is said to be a wand of demons that destroys God as well.

If Setuna can fight more than parity with the goddess, she will, I'm sure, do it.

Sheila just needs to keep Kowloon in check to reduce Setuna's burden a little bit.

Sheila!

When I fell for the warning of Nine Tails of White Hair, it was late.

When Kowloon roared in unison, he emitted explosive calories and escaped under the control of nine tails. And then he lifts Sheila, alert and attentive, up her ass, high in the sky and her neck. As it was, I wondered if everything in my neck had escaped from the great pit of the earth, with nine necks tangled together far over Sheila's head, diffusing an enormous amount of light. White-haired nine-tailed body trembles with a tremendous sense of intimidation. Sheila herself, so much so that she had to step on the intense pressure.

At the same time as the pressure subsided, the diffusion of light subsided and the intimidation became less. but it is also clear from the changes that have taken place at the source of that intimidation that the situation has not improved. When I wonder if the flashing light has caught the sky, it lights up and pours down, making sure to destroy the front of Sheila, the hilly area, and descends.

"That's..."

The true face of Kowloon.

Is that exactly what you deserve to be called a nine-headed dragon?

The neck of nine dragons fit into one body. That one body is extremely similar to a human man. Even so, the size is out of step. There will be dozens of times as many adult men as humans. Giant bodies are closer, such as giants. Although the descendants of Sheila's known giants are much smaller than the man.

The man was exposed to the upper body of a steely flesh, whose dewy complexion was intertwined with dragon scales and tattoos that he had never seen. Strict faces are also very similar to humans. The blushing hair swaying in the wind is silver, with golden eyes shining in her eyes. In his hand, a long sword was held like a dragon tangled. The sword, as long as the man's height, seemed capable of tearing one of the mountains apart in one swing.

The dragon's neck, eight, was growing from behind the man's back. I mean, one of the dragon's necks became a man, is that it? I don't know the truth about it, but I can't think of anything else. But the neck of the eight dragons was much smaller than before the man appeared. It is not a one-half dimension. Sometimes it would not have fit on a man's back if he had not, but it was also conceived that much of the power had been poured on the man.

The figure of a man who bears the neck of eight colored dragons like a light back is still like a god, and the intimidation that combines its divinity was not felt by the dragons until just now.

"Sometimes unexpected."

The voice of a man full of majesty sounds good.

"I hope to fight it again... but that woman wants me to deal with you. So I cleaned you up, and I tried to try something after that, but apparently I saw that you couldn't beat me in a state of life."

Eight dragons' necks threaten to expose the anger of being slapped by Sheila, but what's scarier is that men are better than those dragons. It is in a strict and quiet position that fear can arise.

Sheila was in awe when she first appeared like Nine Tails of White Hair.

"That's why I'm here to show you who I really am. Come on, beast god of the other world. Goddess of the beast. Why don't you and I have a grand fight?"

Turning the tip of the dragon's sword to this way, the man said. The dragons roar and the atmosphere trembles. She narrowed her eyes when she was shown one end of her enormous power. I can see that the density of power is different than when it was a dragon's neck. Naturally, what was divided into nine merged into one. Because that is the original form, the true appearance, it has definitely become more powerful than ever before.

Don't be silly. Come on, Sheila. I'll deal with him. And then I'll show you the power of fright. "

(Even if they don't say)

Sheila affirmed in her chest, feeling the anger of Nine-Tailed White Hair. It doesn't have to be said. I had to kill Kowloon at all costs. Where the dragon took the shape of a giant, it didn't change what Sheila was supposed to do.

"I am Sheila, Setuna-Kamiya, one minister!

Sheila showed it in the name of a loud voice.

"Happy, always battling!

Sheila roared, the dragons roared, and the heavens and the earth shook.