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

pseudo-magic.

A long time ago, the ancient wisdom that Levia had carved into him was analyzed into a milieu, and it became a technique that no one else could imitate. It is a reproduction of a technique known as magic that once did exist in this world, and not the ratio of its powerful or concurrent summoning arms. It's not the power of a subpoena. It uses summoning arms to elicit and cause completely different forces.

The time Darks had earned me had succeeded in letting Miliu perform enough chants. Dalks was sure to help Miliu whenever he got his hands on the attack, and he stood up and defended himself. It was only with the dedication and superhuman activity of Darks that Miliu was able to concentrate on the pseudo-magical chant, and he was able to row down to the completion of the procedure.

Manipulating the blade pieces of the summoning armed Laversoul with magnetic force, drawing ancient language by tying the blade pieces together, floating enough spells to be called complex strange. It takes a lot of concentration, and it's a time-consuming task. In the meantime, if it gets in the way at all and the concentration breaks, it could start all over again from scratch. The moment the blade piece spell is broken, it will definitely be a reconstruction from scratch.

But it didn't.

Because Darks was attracting the attention of his enemies, and I can't thank him enough.

"Thanks, Dalks. Thanks to you."

Even if I say thank you, Dalks doesn't want anything. Just look at this one silently, just a small nod. And then slap the back of your fist against the imminent divine man behind your back and blow it up, making an even more vortex of gravity to try to restrain multiple divine men. He is the ruler of gravity. He was wielding his full power and taking advantage of countless divine men against him. But that's not the power of him alone. With the protection of the Mayuri God, we can take advantage of an overwhelming majority of divine men. The power of the Darks and the Summoning Army alone can push you down before the numbers.

Miliu saw Darks rush over to his side and put his strength into his hand with the pattern of Laversoul. I'm focusing too much and sweating is seeping. Forward, countless numbers of divine men were found to strike at the same time. Because Dalks stepped back, but that's fine, she thought.

That's it for boat games.

and so on, and activate pseudo-magic.

Moments, the light ran. A strip of light that appeared out of nowhere pierced the chest of the divine man approaching her eyes, opening a wind hole. The light blows the leg of the divine man in front as it is, breaking through the deck. I thought, the light that popped out of the empty hole on the deck erased the divine man's head and went up, crashing into the ceiling and emptying the big hole, and when it came down with its recoil, it was increasing to three. As such, the rays reflected when clashing into something increase in number as they destroy everything on the flying ship, such as divine men, decks, and ceilings. It was an instantaneous event, and when I realized it, countless rays had shattered the bodies of numerous divine men and shattered countless “nuclei”. It's not just divine men. There were countless holes in the deck, the ceiling and the hull itself, and the accelerated destruction had begun to such an extent that it was certain that even the scaffolding of the Milius would eventually be lost.

As Miliu pulled Darks' hand and flew back, he kicked the magnetic field he had created with the blade pieces of Laversoul and left the hull. Even while doing so, pseudo-magical rays continue to destroy the hull, repeatedly reflecting and amplifying. Finally, when defensive barriers are used for reflection, a huge number of rays are ravaged within the defensive barriers that wrap the hull. Every reflex increases in number. Moreover, there was a wind increase of one to three, three to nine and nine to twenty-seven, and no longer countless rays of light were destroying the hull, and the flying ships that boasted such an intimidating giant had also been so miserable that the original form could no longer be remembered.

It wasn't long.

"It wore off quite a bit, but it was worth it."

Crushing, Dalks nods quietly.

hollow. I left the ship naturally to avoid being caught in a storm of light. Of course, although myself and Dalks are not in the target of the attack, if we keep staying in that place, it means we're only safe where we are. There's nothing wrong with a part of the deck remaining, but on the contrary, there's no point in a part of it remaining and there's the Millews there. It just falls.

Then you should leave the hull and let the rays destroy you.

And the pseudo-magical rays of reflection, amplification, and destruction repeatedly destroy the hull in a bullshit way, leading to it finally being detonated. Milu and the others watched as the ship's wreckage flew through the magnetic field of Laversoul as it was sighted by the exploding light. Then, a soft floating sensation enveloped Miliu's entire body.

"That's Miliu. Brilliant."

And it was the Mayuri God who praised me, and it was like the power of the goddess that surrounded the Milius. If you look, the goddess comes down from overhead.

"Mayuri is the one!

Miliu came about a small flying ship being sunk by the hand of the Mayuri God. It was the role of the Milius to shoot down a medium-sized flying ship protected by defensive barriers, but the four remaining small flying ships were the role of the Mayuri God. And Mayuri, God did his part without difficulty. Though I naturally believed it could be done, the fact that it was done flatly had only words of praise. In response to that praise, the power of the Mayuri God envelops the Milius. Soft light. The power of healing and shin. I can see the depletion caused by pseudo-magic slowly healing.

"Darks used to protect Miliu, too."

Praised, Darks nods without words. It's not my fault that I get the impression that it's illuminated somewhere.

"But the real deal is coming."

"I know!

Miliu saw the sight of the exploding light converging when he honestly received the warning of the Mayuri God. Convergence, not dissipation. It is even mysterious that only powerful light converges as the wreckage is blown away by a blast. When it comes to one point where the divine authority that was circling the interior of the flying ship converges, I can only think of one thing.

It's God's place.

And Miliu saw a shadow floating in the converging light at one point of it.

"Though I heard the story... I didn't expect to do it this far."

The light of divine authority disappeared and was exposed under the daylight, which, at first glance, looked like a young girl who was not even old. However, even at first glance, there are so many traits that you don't think you're human that nothing will fool you by its appearance. At least I've never heard of a person whose hair is far longer than her height glittering in seven colors, etc. The skin was white so as to be clear, and I was under the impression that the limbs, like bones and skin alone, were wrapped with empty bands. The eyes are large and shining to an unusual degree. Naturally, it's gold. The rainbow eyelashes edge and colour its large eyes.

"But that's as far as your fast forward goes. Daisy, the goddess of rainbows and beauty, will destroy and lift you up immediately."

Sooner or later, God in his toddler appearance, who named him Dacia, stacked his hands over each other in front of his chest. It's the same limb as a young girl. The arm was also thin and seemed so weak that it seemed to break just by lightly touching it. but no matter, that's not possible. But Miliu said something completely different than he thought.

"Dacia? That's your name, isn't it? A rainbow and a goddess of beauty. Regardless of the rainbow, I wonder where the beauty is."

"You're a childish provocation. You think this Dacia's gonna ride something like that?

"Ugh. I'm just treating you equally, Daisy."

"... I wonder what the human spirit is all about"

Daisy crumbles and slowly releases her hands in such a way that she can't feel anything. Divine authority overflows between your hands, glittering with light. Something seemed to be embodying in the running of that light. When Dacia waves her hands out, it takes a clear form. A longscepter with seven projections appears on his right hand and a square shield on his left. All of them had intricate decorations gleaming and seemed to create a sense of divinity.

"Hey, Miliu"

"I know. Don't worry, I didn't judge you by your appearance."

Miliu told him, leaving himself to Mayuri God to take evasive action.

From the seven protrusions of the scepter came the seven colors of light.