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

Lesson 26169: Burn Your Soul, My Wrath (V)

"I'm weak. Compared to you, it's as cluttered as a fish. I don't have a word to give back."

Admit, tell.

Holding a black sword doesn't reach the target. It's a difficult business to even get to where Axe of Ambition is, and even if you can, you can't even fight poking a blade at it. In the human body, it may be logical that he is no match for the devil, but even so, his heart trembled in shame, not impeccably.

I am angry at my weakness.

"But that's why you can't give up. It's not like we're eating footprints here." "Then scratch your feet."

He's been holding the big axe on his shoulder and telling him. Their eyes are as red as a burning flame, and they glow with scourge.

You can do it, you can do it.

Setuna became annoyed by an unexpected word. He goes on.

"Our Lord chose you."

A man shook down like a big axe. An axe blade pierces the earth, and waves of destruction transmit the earth. Setsuna flew away. A man laughs. The second shot won't come. This is just a play. It's like a pastime. to try Setuna's readiness.

"Your lord chose not to. But it doesn't matter. I'm me. I'm here as I am. As Setuna-Kamiya, I'm standing here!

When I land, I'm jumping out. Forward. Set up the sword and push straight. It's burning. My heart burns, my flesh moves. But I'm not breathing rough. It further accelerates the entire body while maintaining the dragon's breathing methods learned from Lux. To the limit, push and move.

"Yes... its eyes"

Axe of Ambition narrowed his eyes. Such a look, as if you could see the sight you've been waiting for. But that has nothing to do with Setuna.

"I must be filled with that anger. That's it."

I didn't understand Setuna at all what that was, and I didn't even think to figure it out. There is no longer the kind of time I have to listen to him and think about him. He's moving. The great axe flashes and decides the ground. The ripple of destruction leaps and fleshes as it crushes the earth to pieces. Currently. Fist flew in. I was also blown as-is to take it with my sword, and the distance was vacant. And the moment he took the passive, he was pierced by waves of destruction crawling through the earth, and his whole body was crushed.

"But it's not enough. Not enough yet. More, more."

Listen to the stirring words of Axe of Ambition, while acknowledging the resurrection of consciousness. The flesh itself will be completely rebuilt and everything will be back to normal. Distance from the opponent, or being handless, is the way it was. Spell and summon a black sword. I bit my teeth. Not enough. They're right. Nothing may be enough. Overwhelmingly not enough.

Now we can't get past this trial.

"Be angry. More intense, faster, deeper, more fierce. Anger is a source of great power. Anger is what burns souls and burns lives. Let the blood boil and the flesh leap. Burn your anger. Light the flames of anger."

It may be a fan, a provocation, or a clue, but Setsuna didn't even want to lend his ear to his words. With my anger for powerlessness, not the other way around. Why are you so weak? Aren't you supposed to be stronger? In this world, he has gone through numerous workouts, real-life battles, dived through dead lines, and crossed days of struggle filled with misery. Not even after you go to hell. We must have crossed the days of further misery and hardship and certainly become stronger. You must have had a feeling.

Yet I am so impudent and pitiful right now.

Therefore, Setuna didn't care much about her anger towards herself, or about Axe of Ambition. You have to do something about yourself before you do anything about him. There's nothing you can do without overcoming your helpless, powerless, vulnerable self.

"This purgatory soil needs a flame that burns and flourishes. Red lotus flames."

"I've been trying to make you feel better!

Setuna screamed and jumped at the man spreading the murmur. The man gently wields the great axe and propagates waves of destruction the moment Setuna lands. He said.

"That anger is mild."

"Shit!

"Light"

"Teresa."

"So it's light, your anger is"

Every time it is said to be light, it is destroyed, and every time it is retried, it is destroyed.

Repetition of the same thing.

But it's not pointless.

Every time it was destroyed, every time consciousness flew, every time it was resurrected, every time it ran out, Setuna's anger grew and the flames of her soul burned. And as if responding to the fierceness of Setuna's wrath, flames erupted suddenly from the cracks carved into the earth, turning it into a sea of fire, one side around.

"Hey, what...?

Red lotus flames dye the battlefield even while Setuna is surprised, and tremendous heat swirls around. Rising temperatures are supposed to make you sweat a lot and drain your strength, but Setuna was, rather, in a good mood. I don't know why. I had that feeling, like I was feeling daunted and my body was lightening up. It's like the flames are drawing the power of Setuna, such signs.

"Good, good. It's burning, isn't it? After all, there are things that our Lord only anticipated."

On a battlefield surrounded by a blazing flame, Axe of Ambition looked rather delightful. It's a good look and attitude that the moment you've been waiting for has arrived. If Setsuna had been here earlier, she might have jumped, but now, she won't.

I'm controlling my anger.

"I don't know what it is, but I feel like I can beat you right now."

"It's his fault."

I don't know.

"Try it."

"Respond!"

Setuna kicked the ground as she nodded and rode the provocation of Axe of Ambition. There is anger. An irrepressible anger at a helpless, powerless and vulnerable self. He says he went to hell because he was sore for his weakness, but he keeps losing and getting killed in that hell as well. All the time, all the time. That was the more overwhelming number of times we won, and naturally it didn't lead to confidence. That's why I understand I have to be aware of my weakness and cross it.

Therefore, anger arises.

Anger burns his soul in flames and burns his life.

The flesh moves, and the earth responds. A flame erupted from the ground swallowed Setuna's entire body and blew it high in the sky. Naturally, the blow of Axe of Ambition doesn't make sense just because it was slapped on the earth. Though it was the earth that would bring further destruction, Setuna of the day was over the sky, surrounded by a burning flame, and turned into a fireball, heading towards the Axe of Ambition. My whole body is on fire. In the sensation of burning skin, burning flesh and even bones, Setuna's fall still does not stop. He takes the flame out of his mouth and bursts into it abruptly as his throat, lungs and stomach burn out.

Axe of Ambition laughed.

Was it a coincidence, or was it fortunate, that the satisfying look of all that was waiting for finally came burning into Setuna's burning retina?

Either way, Setsuna slapped the big axe raised by Axe of Ambition with a blazing black sword and, with that momentum, mutilated the man.

"That's right. That's fine. Anger is the source of power. As long as you're angry, you'll never run out of power."

Setuna, who landed as a mass of flames, looked back at her whole body in agony. Axe of Ambition's full-blown mushrooms looked to Setuna.

"But don't forget. The flames of wrath burn down one's own life at a time…"

It was shortly after that that the whole body of Axe of Ambition was engulfed in flames. Fire columns rose enough to pierce the cloudy weather, and keys flew out of it. This is the third key.

(... oh, I won't forget)

Setsuna wanted to answer that, but in the end, she couldn't speak up. That's the result of burning your whole body to the flames of anger. Is it satisfying, even if there were such things as burning oneself to anger and defeating enemies, and consequently losing one's own life?

Only according to time and circumstances, but at least not now, you can't die.

- I'll never forget it.

In the abyss of dreams, Setuna mocked herself.

As a result of forgetting me in anger, there is more to rhetorical discourse than inviting myself to a desperate predicament.