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

The simultaneous attacks by the armed summoners made no sense at all, because they did not reach any of the targets of the attacks. Sheila set herself as an attack target because it was the heart of a huge tornado looming on the ground and stepped that there was an apostle there, but what caused the summoning armed men for ranged attacks to burst into flames together by her decree, all of whose attacks ended in vain shooting, clashing against invisible huge walls and without even being able to touch the tornado. Of course, the Sheilas were being launched over the sky earlier than the second simultaneous attack, although they could not have given up the attack in one failure and continued to order it.

When I thought a storm was blown out from the side, it went from underfoot to a storm that could be swept up, and was launched high in the air by a strong wind that should also be called a storm of violent pressure. Sheila tried to stab the tip of the Heart of Beast to the ground beneath her feet, but every ground she stabbed has been blown away and danced up. My men, all of them, were suddenly drunk by a blowing storm. Even the users of the subpoena armed with the ability to fly seemed to have been captured by the wind, deprived of the ability to fly itself and without the skill to exchange it.

Body freedom is taken away, but floats in the sky to be flirted with by the wind without being hurt either. It's like being sucked into a tornado that was getting closer to the ground. In practice, however, it was not inhaled, and the Sheilas, while deprived of their freedom by the wind, went to the same altitude as the tornado. I guess the descent of the tornado stopped there because it captured the Sheilas and allowed them to be fixed at the same height.

"Everybody all right?

Sheila was concerned about her men, even as she watched the tornado. The five hundred armed summoners, all excellent, are supported by the blessing of the Mayuri God and by the summoning armies of the Elinahs. For that reason, it shouldn't be so easy to get hit, but the other person is the other person. I can't be alarmed.

"Yes. The wounded don't seem to be alone."

"Right. I hope so... I'm not going to take this situation off somehow."

Lord Sheila, give me that.

"... that's the messenger"

Sheila, without having to be pointed out, had captured the changes ahead in her vision.

When I wondered if the great tornado that was blocking my vision faded, the tornado itself disappeared and I lost it, and the presence of aliens appeared. When it comes to alienation, it was a figure too close to a human being, but the alienation would be alien. It has five bodies, just like humans, and the appearance of your son is even beautiful, but it may be called just appearance, and when you look at it in its entirety, it was nothing more than alien. The wrists, shoulders, backs, lateral heads, hips, ankles and wings grown from various parts of the body claimed to be extrahuman beings, as well as limbs peeking through the gaps in the feathers that wrapped around them were not human. I don't know what to describe it, but it's glossy, translucent, and the inside is clear, but I can't even see the guts, etc.

Shaped extremely close to humans, separate.

"That's..."

"What's up?

"Your Highness Meade..."

"It's true... you look just like His Highness Mead..."

"What? What's this all about?

"That face, I know His Highness Meade and I are two!

Sheila was flashed by the screams of the Imperial, which resembled screaming. Siwelhein, the emperor, had twenty children. In other words, it is a story that there were twenty princesses, and I have heard that one of them had a prince named Mead. Mead-Zaion should have been the seventh prince to make his mother the same as Mizgaris and Mills. Mizgaris' mother, Millwoods, was sometimes the regular room of Siwelhein, and the children, although they had been given special treatment, were unclear about the situation after the “Great Destruction”. If you were in the South, it was recognized that you must have come up with a name, no matter what, and you were transferred to the North because that didn't happen. And I guess that perception wasn't wrong.

Mead-Zaion was transferred to the northern part of the Imperial Territory by a major transfer made by his predecessor, where he received “great destruction”. Afterwards, he was definitely involved in the North-South conflict, but Urk didn't even ask him about the situation of the royal family, starting with Mead. Must be information I couldn't pass on to Urk.

"No way, is His Highness Meade... manipulated by what His Highness Meade naries?

"Saana."

Marisia, who was also an empress, is no longer Naria's dependant, and she is the emperor of the Great Empire. It was no surprise that princes and princesses who made Marisia an apostle in a position where she had to be called emperor.

That opens your mouth.

"I am Naria, the great god of light, the Spirit, the wind star Magrard."

What I heard was a beautiful voice color. A voice that is so neutral and even sweet that it can't even be considered a man's. But apparently it was the very voice of Mead-Zaion, and the imperials, who knew Mead well, had an indescribable look on their face. In the voice of Mead, he named it the spirit of Naria. As for them, there must have been something unacceptable. But whether you want to accept it or not, you want to be convinced, but you don't want to recognize it more than the other person named it that way.

(Spirit......!

Sheila snapped and retightened herself in her chest. The Spirit, it is said, is the incarnation of God itself, whose power is not comparable to that of the Apostle. It seems that the difference between the power of the Apostle and the Spirit is clearly greater and more overwhelming than the difference between divine man, divine beast, and the power of the Apostle.

Mayuri God recognized that it was therefore extremely likely that the presence presiding over the Octopolar Great Light Formation would be a Spirit, and for that reason assigned as many as five hundred armed summoners to each offensive unit. Still, I don't know if I can win yet, but it's Naria's spirit.

In fact, the power of the Spirit is mighty.

Sheila and the others were imprisoned by the wind without the art of exchange, and made face to face with the wind star Magrard. If you're an apostle, you haven't been more coercive. If I recall Zenelfer, who turned him into an apostle, I am so much more than stunned by the difference in his power.

"Those who have come to the Great Light Formation of the Eight Poles and tried to argue with me. Be judged by the wind, and perish knowingly."

And Magrard lifted up his right hand in heaven, when he came to tell him quietly. While I watched ahead of her, Sheila felt tremendous pressure at the same time as she was shaken down. Vision shifts rapidly. From the air, to the ground. It is falling with tremendous momentum and velocity towards the ground under far eyes. I can't stop. I can't stop. Even as the armed summoners tried to cope with each one, the speed was too fast to be the case. The ground approached me. Sheila, however, didn't feel the crisis. To this extent, there is confidence that Looks like he's going to die in this degree of attack, and there was nothing to protect him from.

In fact, the beating to the ground from a high altitude did not cause Sheila and the others much pain. Due to the patronage of the goddess and the influence of numerous subpoenas, the flesh of Sheila and the others does not attract a large number of attacks. Even if somewhat damaged, the wound would immediately block and recover. The pain goes away, too. Neither that nor this is due to Naria, who came up with the Divine Board of War and its application, but it also means she's the one who can't win if she doesn't.

Sheila looked up at Magrard as she stood up in the dust.

The ruler of the wind was looking down this way from far above and leaning his neck.