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

Episode Two Four Hundred Seventeen: Imperial Assault (9)

Hasline-Yunivas, whatever its arrogant shores, will not waver in being the bearer of talent just commensurate with it. Even though it is naturally inferior compared to the untold geniuses Yelkaim-Karlavia and Ramulin, there is no doubt that the Empire is a powerful man at the top of the 20,000 armed summoners it once boasted of. But there's a big problem with his beloved subpoena arm, and that's why Ramulin hasn't done anything to rely on him. Hasline is brilliant, but there are things that can never be competent.

Incompetence, unlike.

His subpoena armed warmaker was powerful, but at the same time had serious shortcomings.

That's because it has the ability to make the subject fight until he dies, and Hasline uses that ability cheaply. No matter how advised and embarrassed Ramulin was, he had no ears to listen to. He may have sounded just jealous to the arrogant shore, such as Ramulin's advice, but that's not why it's a matter of being able to look over.

The ability to keep you fighting until you die is powerful, depending on how you use it.

No matter how badly you get hurt and lose consciousness, let them recover irrelevantly and go to the battlefield again. Until the battle is over, until we win, we can handle the soldiers. Putting Hassline on the front line would have easily captured the victory. No clash with the West will end in skirmishes. It's over. But the soldiers manipulated by him for that matter will continue their desperate battle. No matter how much you wound, no matter how broken your bones, no matter how broken your belly, no matter how bad your guts are, you have to keep fighting until your life is over. Surely victory may await at its end. If we want to use any means to win the Eastern Empire, it will not be a rash to use him. If we could have used him successfully, the Eastern Empire would have been able to defeat the West faster and surely.

But Ramureen didn't do it.

The Hellish Struggle by Warmaker is not worthy of the battle of the Eastern Empire.

The Eastern Empire must fight for the Kings in order to demonstrate the legitimacy of the Emperor Mizgarishein. Other than using cowardly hands, no matter how terminal a soldier is, he will not reuse anything that causes him to keep fighting until his life is over, until his body is broken and his bones are crushed.

Besides, if Warmaker's abilities are known, I'm pretty sure he'll be targeted first. I'm not incompetent with them. There's no way you'll ever hang out with me in a hell of a struggle. The victory starting with Hassline is not a long one either.

If there were times like using a warmaker and a hasline, that would be when the Eastern Empire was in danger, she thought.

That's it now.

In fact, Hasline was extremely helpful in the important matter of Imperial Surge. At least the fact that the armed summoners who hit the strongest point of light were instantly destroyed was written off by Hassline's input. The armed summoners were transformed into dead soldiers by the ability of the Warmakers. He broke his bones and became a pawn to fight until he died, whether the flesh was broken or broken.

Countless allies concentrate their light points against the light points that emit the greatest brilliance among the raiders. That's because we're in the midst of hitting armed summoners all over the Empire into the highest power of the Raiders, and all we can say is that Hasline's input was right when we see the strong glow showing those armed summoners repeatedly disappearing, dotting, dotting, and disappearing. Without Hasline, the enemy would have broken through the upper compartment and already reached the Temple of Heaven.

Hasline was a trump card for Ramulin and had to win more than cut the trump card. Otherwise, it will force the precious armed summoners to die in vain.

but.

Red light dots that shine more intensely than you've ever seen will continue to destroy the blue light dots that swarm. Until then, it was a point of light that had repeatedly resumed, but from one point on, it remained extinguished without ever emitting light again. He was killed. Manipulating what had lost its life was impossible even for just a warmaker.

This meant that the final defense battle around Hassline might break through as it stood, and Lamulin, having no choice but to concentrate all remaining forces in the Imperial capital on the enemy's highest forces. All five thousand generals were transferred to Hasline. At that moment, Hasline would have gotten five thousand handkerchiefs. Five thousand dead soldiers. If this does not defeat the highest enemy power, this defeat will be confirmed.

Due to the total force battle against the West, the Eastern Empire was also releasing almost all its forces. Because otherwise, it would be impossible, for example, to prevent western incursions, and all this was, nothing could be done. No matter how much you try to do, it's hard to overshadow the overwhelming difference in force. Troops therefore needed to be allowed to antagonize, and the input of all troops was essential.

Still, Lamulin left behind his power to defend the Imperial City. No matter how much total force, you can't neglect the protection of the Imperial Capital. He entrusted the imperial defense to the elite among the elites chosen by Ramulin himself to deal with any situation. Selected among the armed summoners of the Eastern Empire. They would defeat even 12,000 troops trying to reach the Empire and defend the Empire.

Yes, I thought so.

Ramulin was still seeing exactly how sweet that perception was.

Less than five thousand light points should also be turned into dead soldiers by Hassline and attacked by the enemy's supreme power, but their intense red light points were the beginning and end of an even greater glow, without fading away. Ramulin shook his head, doubting for a moment that there might be a mistake in the information the God of War board was aware of. Impossible, for example, to misrepresent information within what the Divine Board of War perceived as a battlefield. There's no way we can do anything like delude the God of War board.

For example, the ability of summoning armies to create illusions cannot fool the Divine Board of War either. Because the illusions created in that way are weaker than the main body, even if they have no power. It can be determined by the presence or absence of light points and the difference in light intensity. That's how powerful and precise the intelligence-gathering capability of the God of War board is.

This means that, as things stand, the information in the battlefield map that unfolds throughout the military holy period is not a mistake, and that the desperate sight of a raider, perhaps increased from seven to twelve by the ability to summon arms, joining the preceding raiders and defeating the soldiers, who have less than two thousand left, is also correct in everything.

Shown on the battlefield diagram are only light points. As the countless yellow light points of non-combatants glow insensitively pale, the sight of the blue light point being ravaged by the red light point and then extinguished will just seem like the light is moving. But for Ramulin, who has experimented with the sights of the Divine Board of War and the Battlefield Diagram in such a way that they overlap the sights of the real battlefield more than once, he had to admit a definite life to each of those light points, and it was easy to imagine that those light points were turned into death soldiers by Hassline's Warmaker, in a hell of a struggle.

And what does it mean that the light points of what has happened disappear?

Staring at the blue light point, which was no longer reduced to about five hundred, Lamulin laid his hands on his chest and prepared his breath. Countless lives were scattered. It's unconstitutional, too, in no time. It's something that hasn't happened since the World War, such as the experience of thousands of lives disappearing in such a short time. And I thought it would never happen again. Even in the battle against the Western Empire, there can be no such battle. Ramureen felt like she wanted to curse her shallowness. I have palpitations. There is pain.

As it is, it is clear that the death of the General will be in vain.

Because if we allow ourselves to approach this side of the red light point like this, we will never lose. If that happens, there's nothing more I can do.

"Your Majesty"

Ramureen looked up resolutely and looked back at Mizgarishein.

Mizgarishein's neurotic, blue-blue face was cold at no time.