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

"That's..."

While being transported to the flying divine soldier Calgarn, Arliul was about to reach the front line.

The vast battlefield across the southern expanse of the moving castle fortress Hyndia End is painted in two colors. Painting the north side is white. The cloudy bodies of a million and a half million divine soldiers fill the earth. Dyeing east, south and west is black. Approximately 800,000 enemy soldiers wore black-based armor, which clashed with the white army and scattered sparks.

but in itself, it's impossible if it's normal. No matter how powerful an Imperial soldier is, there is no way he can hit a Divine Soldier from the front and wage a heated battle against him. There is nothing but to be defeated without the art of exchange before the overwhelming power of the Divine Soldier. I can imagine that God's blessing made it possible to fight to some extent. But even so, this one should prevail over the volume difference. On number, on quality, well above.

But how about reality?

It was rather the Divine Soldiers who were ravaged at the forefront of what they thought was a fierce battlefield, and they looked surprised when they saw a large number of divine men vanished as a result of an attack carried out by a black alien warrior. And attention is drawn to the fact that black alien warriors use such means of attack that they do not think they are human.

Anomalies remain the meaning of the word.

The man had a black bulge in his right half and was shaped differently from the human body. The pitch-black wings first caught my eye as if my right shoulder blade had enlarged. It doesn't even look like a subpoena weapon at first glance, but if you look at the big swollen right shoulder or the swollen alien right arm, you can tell it isn't. The right arm was as if the necks of countless dragons were intertwined and made, and the big fingers, exactly, were the necks of the dragons themselves. The fingertips are the dragon's head. Its dragon's head growls, and when it shoots out a light bullet, it pierces and destroys the Divine Soldier. That's not the only means of attack, but anyway, that alien warrior had a hell of a lot of success on his own.

"What is it?

Arliul unwrapped the thread he had wrapped around Calgarn with doubt and stepped down to the ground. It was quite advanced, but there is no problem. Land among the armies of the Divine Soldiers and see the Divine Soldiers overthrown. An attack by an alien warrior. It's not like there's anything else playing a big stand around against a divine soldier, but right now, the most troublesome thing was a black alien warrior. The alien body, which does not appear to be a summoning arm, easily destroys the robust flesh of the Divine Soldier, also penetrates the “nucleus” and destroys it with ease. If left alone, one of the alien warriors could dictate the battlefield.

It's just that the war station isn't working.

Originally, it wasn't surprising that this victory had already been decided. Given the abilities of the Divine Soldiers in my battle differences, there can be no reason why Arliul should be on the front lines. But apparently that's not how it happened, I can tell.

You can't leave an alien warrior alone.

That, though it has God's protection, has the power to outsmart the Divine Soldier easily.

Then how do we deal with it?

It's easy.

You can “rule” it.

"You're right, sister"

Arliul jumped lightly and rode on the broad shoulder of a large land war-type divine soldier Darcolumn. Dark columns are classified as large among the Land War-type Divine Soldiers. Most importantly, even the smaller Daghilis are of comparable size to humans, and the medium-sized Durham is even bigger, and when it reaches a large dark column, it becomes an irresistible height for a giant. However, when he became a medium or higher divine soldier, he needed more than one human to create unity. As a result, the number of large divine soldiers is not so high. Compact alone is enough power. More than medium-sized, I'm glad to say it's mostly Naria's hobby.

If you look down from the shoulders of that large Civil War soldier Darcolumn, you can see the battlefield, but what you can understand by that is the battle of alien warriors. I'm glad to say it's overwhelming. If you wield an arm like it was made of a dragon's neck and snap down a divine soldier, you will blow it up and destroy it with a running stream of power that spits out of the dragon's neck. Dance in the air with your wings, do not narrow your focus, and hit back with an attack. As he watched, a divine soldier was being destroyed, and Arliul wrapped his tongue around the battle of the alien warrior.

(but that's it too)

And he said, Arliul stretched out, as he offered his hand into the void. Extend the thread from your fingertips. The invisible thread, unrecognizable to anyone, rushes through the void as she wishes, rubbing through among divine soldiers dancing in the sky, to warriors of alien shapes. The alien warrior hasn't even noticed Arliul. I can't even notice. Arliul is now unrecognized. No one will find you, and no one will know. Even the dark column Arliul is scaffolding doesn't recognize her existence.

Unrecognizable, “dominated” and ravaged allies.

Arliul's yarn reached her goal as she wished. In other words, they captured the alien warrior. A muscle of yarn is tangled in your right arm and you see a light intrusion into your body. And it goes from body to spirit, “dominating” body and mind. That's Arliul's ability.

Ur's “dominion” needed to be stared at with the subject, but it was no longer necessary for him to become Arliul. Yarn “dominates”. Body, mind, everything “dominates," controls, and maneuvers. Just like Urk did, yeah.

Arliul giggled damned over Darcolumn's shoulder. Her yarn surely captured the alien warrior. Seeing and moving to the "domination” phase. The alien warrior then moved as she wished and turned his right hand here.

(Huh?)

Arliul slipped away, kicking Darkham's shoulder aggressively. The right hand of the alien warrior emits light. Five rays of light penetrate the upper body of the darkram, further destroying the surrounding Divine Soldiers. Though she had painfully escaped her difficulties, she had to be confused by the fact that she had attacked herself, who was supposed to be out of recognition, after the thread of "domination” had been severed.

(Why? What do you mean?

Try to mock Arliul's wolves, and the alien warrior unleashes a pursuit. Countless light bullets strike retreating Arliul. Arliul stretched a total of nine threads from the fingertips of both hands forward, jumping back even further as he built the barrier, escaping the blast of light bullets. Light bullets clash against the yarn barrier, causing a continuous explosion and entangling the surrounding divine soldiers.

"Is that you? The manipulation of Lord Urk."

It's alien warriors who have said that. From the other side of the yarn barrier, I'm staring at you with my hand over here.

The voice sounded familiar. It's Niewehein's voice. Niewehein Reignas-Zaion. Speaking of which, Kneewehein now recalls that his right half was alienating. There is a lack of memory. I have no choice. The flesh of Arliul is not full. Everywhere was full of flaws. You rebuilt two splinters into one human being, so naturally so.

"So what do you say? Lord Niewehein."

Though strongly put back, Arliul was in confusion, not knowing how Niewehein unraveled “domination”. “Dominance” is absolute for a human being born and raised in this world. Even Urk, the manufacturer, could not escape Arliul's “dominion”. In other ways than physically breaking the thread, yes. So if Kneewehein broke the thread, it's not. The yarn is still tangled up in Niewehein. But somehow, you can't rule Niewehein.

As if, Setuna.

"I can't help it. Just beat it down"

"Well, very easy to understand, nice"

Arliul, twitching gently, freed all the threads.