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

It is thunderous rain that pours.

The thunderclouds that fill overhead have always been charged and have been lightning less at intervals rather than at regular intervals. Naturally, it should be considered man-made, not naturally occurring. I guess it's more the power of Naria's use than man-made. Apostle or Spirit? Either way, it is undoubtedly a mighty being endowed with power by the great god Naria, whose realm sky is covered by thunderclouds as far away as the other, because the power that God wants to use is about thunder.

It's not a thunderstorm, the thunder itself pours like rain, no, it pours like heavy rain, and if it hits the earth directly, it destroys it. It's not just thunder. A thunderbolt with devastating power is probably more powerful than God's, and if you eat a direct hit, you can't just be with the God-blessed phallics. Besides, a tremendous amount of thunder was pouring down uninterruptedly, which I couldn't avoid.

Then why, when it comes to Faria being able to calmly analyse the situation, is because the armed summoners of the Unified Empire who are accompanying her as subordinates have created a mine-saving junction. The fact that he had already summoned a subpoena armed played a role. Malika-Nedrid's Summoning Armed and Rigorous Thunder Knife is based on its ability to enhance slaughter by wrapping thunderlights around itself, but it can also create boundaries by dissipating its thunderbolts around it. And the minefield does not just protect itself from ranged attacks or inhibit enemy proximity. We can send thunder to the ground.

Thus, Phalia and the others survived in the heavy rain of thunder, without any shortage, by caging in the kingdom of thunder.

Though the chain of irresistible roaring sounds and the vibrations of the atmosphere, the flashing chaos, take away the sense of security even when the torrential earthquakes of the earth produced by successive clashes of thunder take place within the boundaries of thunder, as long as they were in this, they were not struck by thunder, and the Phalia got time to figure out what to do. Nevertheless, there is no way we can be caged indefinitely long, and there is no such temporal respite. First of all, sometimes Marika-Nedridd doesn't have the mental power, but first of all, he has to look for Naria's use as soon as possible, or he has to be shot. In other words, the Phalia were transferred to this realm of thunderclouds in order to destroy their Nalia apostles and spirits, not if they continue to be struck by thunderstorms.

"But in all this noise, you won't remain an operational meeting, either."

Malika-Nedrid narrowed those sliced eyes and grinned bitterly. She holds a machete over her head with a sharp angle and a body that mimics the lightning trajectory. The ultraviolet light emanating from her body, as it stretches over her head, diffuses around her, to build a hemispheric barrier. Its lightning junction is wide enough to contain five hundred and one, including Faria, and strong enough to receive enemy thunder. It's her word that it's the same thunder that allows it to circulate, but in fact, I guess it is. If this was not thunder, but a rain of flames and rocks, then the line of thunder must have been broken and the Phalia and the others must have been devastated.

"Right. But I can't help it."

A chain of ringing noises that bind your ears does not show signs of stopping ringing. There will be no more stopping the Phalia until their death than this thunderstorm is intentional and is intended to annihilate the Phalia. Or as long as we don't do anything to break the status quo.

"The enemy is called the Spirit."

Mayuri just came in from the gods. Others also heard that the Spirit uses the human flesh of the Zaion royal family as a dependency, but did not tell the imperials about it. Whatever their motivation may not be shredded from what I've told them, it may be a little harder to do. And that slight motivation can be life-saving in the fight against the Spirit, says Mayuri God. Therefore he should not have told him that he was royal, and what, even the fact that the Spirit had overwhelming power, he did not have to tell him, said Mayuri God.

But Faria did not obey that. Whatever the circumstances, we should be well aware of the strength of our enemies. Otherwise, you may add or subtract force incorrectly and cause extra damage.

"The Spirit says that divine men and divine beasts, of course, possess more power than apostles. You're a god."

Faria raised her voice to be heard in the midst of a tremendous thunderbolt. Five hundred men gather at close range of Phalia, but it is also due to the sound of this downpouring thunder. The thunder scratches my voice off.

"So it's an extremely difficult battle."

"Well, you know what I mean."

"Indeed."

The imperials, who seem to have both one and two habits, say it orally.

"The question is, where is that spirit and how can we fight it?"

"If you were there, you'd be in that cloud."

"I guess."

"... right. I can't think of anything else."

Perhaps it is the spirit of this tower, the spirit of this realm, that commands thunder. In the story of the Mayuri God, the other towers had spirits who presided over the heat, and also the spirits who presided over the water. Spirits are eight pillars. Each seems to host a different nature, attribute. The Spirit that Phalia and the others should kill is thunderous. That's what you'll see. It wouldn't be possible to leave this much thunder raining and another attribute.

And when it comes to places where spirits are likely to be hidden in this thunderous rain, there is nothing else but thunderclouds. There is also the earth, but it is the seat of the Spirit that commands the earth and dust, and it is not compatible with the Spirit that commands the thunder. Then again, it is in the thunderclouds that the Spirit lurks, but where it turns out, the status quo, there is nothing we can do about it.

"But you can't even look in the clouds to not do something about this thunderous rain,"

As one of the imperials sighed, a silver-armed man spoke to Marika-Nedrid.

"Marika. Can't we just keep moving?

"I can't. Even though it's hard to maintain this breadth, it's like you're dying for me while you're moving."

"Right. I'm sorry about that."

"If Marika doesn't have to move, someone has to hold Marika, right?

"I see, that's good. Well, I'll hold..."

"You want to die?

Marika threw a chilling glance, probably because a silver-armed man was pushing his lower heart forward.

"This junction is delicate. It's impossible to travel while maintaining strength and breadth. Unfortunately, this is the limit."

"Well... that's a shame. Really."

"Wouldn't you rather be struck by lightning once?

The exchange between Marika and the silver-armed man is sharp and intense, but from the reactions of the surrounding imperials, it seemed like a pattern between the two of them having all those verbal fights from day to day. I guess we're close.

"Whatever the crazy fight"

"Who's in a crazy fight?"

"That's right. I'm better than a luxurious woman like Marika, more like this..."

"Remember when this battle is over."

"… As it stands, it is suicide to get out of this juncture, and we cannot move from juncture to juncture. Because waiting for the thunderous rain to stop is both foolish and foolish. I wonder what would happen if we attacked Thundercloud from here."

Faria looked over her head. The other side of the lightning junction. From the thick thunderclouds that fill the sky, there is an uninterrupted thunderbolt, and when it collides with the junction of thunderlights, it propagates the surface and flows off.

"Do you want to try?

"You can try, but not mine."

"What do you mean, no?

"Aurora Storm is a subpoena weapon that shoots thunder. If they're thunder, it won't work."

"So let the ones of us who are good at ranged attacks do it?

To Marika's suggestion that she regained her calmness, Faria shook her head vertically, after just a little thought.