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

"The armed summons was developed by the original summoner Azmaria-Altemax and taught to Lyohan's goddess of war, Faria-Baldish, and four other high brothers, is supposed to be the beginning. Since then, it has become something that is now widely communicated with research and improvements. That's what we learned and wore. And that, perhaps, is the perfect one. It's something you don't need to put your hands on. '

'With extra hands, you just fail without meaning - that's what I taught you.'

'Yeah. That's for sure. The technique of the Association as taught by its armed summoners is perfect and complete. I don't need to put my hands on it. It would be an improvement, not an improvement'

"But the Master is about to lay his hands on it"

"I'm not putting my hands on basic theory."

Yelkeim made his usual sarcastic grin even softer. Technical rigging with him was a blissful moment for Lancelot, and whenever he did, he listened sincerely to Yelkeim's words. Yelkeim was desperate to miss one of the words.

'I just wondered if I could do something interesting by changing the way I did it. And that's going to work. "

His clear smile, I still remember.

And Lancelot wanted to speak up, that it was an indisputable fact that he was able to push the armed summons to a new stage.

No, you know I don't have to.

Yelkaim is why he has a proven track record of successful soldier summons...

"Oh yes, the man in question is a human being. We have to help ourselves, we're so weak and tiny that we can't even protect our country."

Lancelot was swinging and slamming his instincts as he willed the power to rise all over his body. He beats Farrag into the middle of the desert and continues his onslaught to embed him in the ground.

He was, all over his body, a mass of summoning arms. Looks like a giant golden armor. It consists of countless summoning armies that envelop the whole body. Countless. Full-body armor consisting of countless summoning arms, not just one armor-type summoning arm.

Soldier's summons, not armed summons.

Summoning uniforms, not summoning arms.

He summoned everything at once by compounding countless summoning armaments, making all summoning armaments a single summoning arm. That is the military summoning technique created and contraindicated by Yelkeim-Karlavia, the mystery of which is the simultaneous operation of the superior enhancement of physical abilities through the simultaneous use of multiple summoning arms and the capability of multiple summoning arms. Lancelot escaped the restraint caused by the rays of Farrag and moved instantly over Farrag's head, also because of the use of the transfer capability of the Summoning Army incorporated into the soldier's uniform. And the first blow was to converge the ability of the all-body subpoena armed into a giant cage hand and beat it up thoughtfully.

From there, his unilateral attack began.

Farrag wouldn't have guessed. Faster than Farrag's thought catches up, with a second blow in Lancelot. Further up, three, four punches and fists, plus shelling from the shoulder subpoena arm or a series of attacks by rays emitted by the back subpoena arm overwhelm Farrag. Farrag's ultra-high heat barrier makes no sense for the current lancelot. Lancelot had wrapped his entire body with countless summoning arms, gaining perfect defense and tremendous offense.

"How does it feel to be ravaged by that tiny being?

Lancelot, grabbing Farrag's head, lifted him straight up and told him. Falag's face contains cracks, leaving marks of blows all over his body. Lancelot's attack was definitely working. But Farrag only comes back emotionally.

"It's pathetic to call this extent a ravage through ridicule."

When I wondered if Farrag's eyes blinked, the blast pressure was blowing Lancelot away. Attitude control while being blown away, detecting the pursuit to activate the spatial transfer. Farrag was completely repairing his scar as he shifted altitude enough to see the panorama above and above the ground. Not only that, but I let further light and flames emanate from my whole body and looked up at this one. As he continuously shakes up his left and right arms, the atmosphere burns up as he moves, becoming a giant flaming arm to grab Lancelot. Crossing his arms forward in that condition produced a ring of flame at the tip of his hand. The Ring of Fire spins with tremendous high heat, generating an explosive vortex of flames. It arrived instantly to the altitude of Lancelot, enveloping the entire body. In the midst of its flaming runoff like hell's fire, Lancelot, however, is not even in pain.

"Then what is this?

Lancelot, while realizing he was on track, had to be poisoned. I know why. Farrag. Farrag's face was blasting up malice inside Lancelot. Because Marian Foros-Zaion was nothing but a political enemy to his Lord. And even though this one didn't do anything, Marian's side has unilaterally fought and attacked by various means. There can't be any fallout here. If there is, it is the birth of his Lord, but it is also the property of the Emperor, and there is no such thing as sin in his Lord. Is it a sin to be born?

I guess so.

If you tried Marian, Mizgaris, Mills and others, you wouldn't even have wanted to count them among the royal family, such as those born between the emperor and the samurai, and that, in the old empire, was even absolute justice, no.

There was only enough to count, such as Nina and Niewe's allies.

That's why Lancelot, together with Charlotte and Meatier, vowed to keep Nieuweh safe and uplift Nieuweh.

Therefore, Lancelot is doing more than usual.

Activates a systemic subpoena weapon, blows flaming hands, and activates a space transfer. Take Farrag's back, farther faster than Farrag turns this way, and slap his fist on its back. Strike by a giant cage hand. He opened the cannon opening of his entire body while the shock penetrated and blew his entire body off Farrag's back enough to generate aftermath around him. Countless summoning armies roar at the same time, and barrages of light envelop Farrag. But it doesn't end to this extent.

(To this extent......!

With all the spirits in your body, step on the earth and kick. If I caught up with the blowing farrag, the farrag was pointing this way. A circle of flame was born at the tip of Farrag's hand with his arms spread out. Once again, a vortex of scorching flames envelops the lancelot, but does not work in any way before the golden armor. For the first time then, an agitation was engraved on Farrag's face, and Lancelot distorted the edge of his mouth. Accelerate inside the whirlpool of flames and pinch the farrag with even more gigantic hands. He put it over his head, and with all his body and spirit, and with all his power, he clapped together.

"Stupid -"

I thought I heard such a stunned voice, but it could be my fault. Anyway, the moment I crushed him with both palms, I saw a tremendous explosion of power in my hand and even the gold armor blew up unbearably, and he was confused. If I had shot him another way, he could have been caught in an explosion and lost his life.

"He'll do it to the end...... damn"

Lancelot, upon entering the scene, returned the summoner outfit without help. Soldier Summoning is a forbidden technique of soldiering countless summoning weapons. It is not the ratio of multiple simultaneous uses of the Summoning Army. There was so much wear and tear that he didn't know how much life he had shredded that he understood the feelings of the master.

(I think I also found you contraindicated... Master)

I felt Yelkeim clapping his shoulders somewhere, and he laughed bitterly.

I laughed bitterly and lost consciousness as it was.