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

"This will do."

He looked at and told Reaper, who could no longer take one physical move.

A more precise “colourless world” thanks to the integration of the six pillars with God succeeded in anchoring and restraining the Reaper Rem on the spot. The restraint caused by the compression of the atmosphere does not make Rem change one expression. You'll be feeling the irrationality of not being able to move at all with a smile on your face.

If you keep killing and you don't die, if you don't even break your heart, it would be far more effective to keep it enclosed on the spot.

I should have done this from the beginning, I don't think. Because in the “colorless world” of integration with Mahava only, the lem could not be sealed off. So I created a cage of divine authority that kept killing Rem, but it also missaw the power but got out for it. Now it is also possible to create a cage of divine authority more powerful than then, but no meaning can be found there. It was easier to seal it off in a "colorless world" than to keep killing it, and it was easier to feel.

Killing one is unpleasant to whoever it is.

So there is.

So we want to destroy Lyohan in a way that doesn't bleed as much as possible.

The top priority was not to hurt Ruufa, to do as little as possible of his heartbreak, but not only that.

Remillion himself doesn't like to kill.

It was just even heartbreaking and vain that something that had not even been in action until it was reincarnated into a lion was suddenly driven out to battlefield, unilaterally killing and turning the weak one. One day he began to look for a way to win without killing one, but he couldn't possibly be pursuing it all more than following the life of the lion god emperor being his top priority.

I killed countless of them, and these hands were bloodstained.

That's why I don't want to have to kill someone who doesn't have to.

Passing gently in front of Rem, he turns his attention to Lyohan. Overshadowed by powerful defensive barriers, the airborne city sits soundlessly in a large cavity in the mountains. The aim is not the destruction of that flying city. If Lyohan can't get back on his feet again, that's fine. To do this, all you have to do is kill the goddess of war and seal the patron saint. Then no extra blood will flow. You don't have to kill useless people.

Defensive barriers covering Lyohan allow only humans to pass through. Remillions can't pass without becoming mortal either, but with him now, it wasn't impossible to break down that defensive barrier. Anyway, he has fulfilled his unity with the six-pillar God. Its power has been multiplied by dozens.

No more enemies over there.

Yeah, I thought.

But suddenly he felt unusual signs, stopping and looking back. There was supposed to be only Lem behind it. As one, the armed summoners of Lyohan, including Ruufa, are not in the vicinity. You can't even move because you're still in captivity in a "colourless world." That's the same thing with Rem. There's no way Lem is restraining himself with such weak force that he can move.

Turning around, standing right in front of Rem was a black man. I guess I got that impression, like the darkness itself took the form of one, because I saw its black back. Dark armor on the wings of darkness, dark arms stretched from the back - all very similar to that of Rem. When it comes to similarity and commonplace because Lem originated it, it's obvious. The man, with his back to this side, went.

"Rem, are you kidding me?

Then what do you think? Somehow Lem was freed from the “colorless world” restraint and opened his mouth.

"Your husband!? What the hell are you doing here?

"That's all you've got. From here on out is my role."

Without knowing what the hell was going on, Remillion narrowed his eyes to the look of the man turning this way. Turning this way, it becomes clear that he's still the person you imagined. He has a dark mask on top of his black-head, and red eyes shine like blood on both eyes that led up somewhere sarcastic. That frenetic look, I guess, is what heroes look like on the battlefield. For him, who only knows his everyday face, I could not forbid the excitement just because I saw that vicious but indissoluble look.

Setuna-Kamiya.

Since the last time I saw it, there has been no significant change in appearance. Having experienced the final war and the collapse of the world, it doesn't even look somewhat rubbed, but in the end, it's just an impression. Even in terms of stature, yes. I don't have the impression that it's changed much. Wrapped in pitch-black light armor, the wings of darkness are spread, and the three dark arms are gripped with large axes, spears, and canes. It's a black spear in my hand. Its appearance is very similar to that of Rem not long ago. In this case, Rem resembled Setuna, I suppose.

Rem doesn't look the same anymore. I guess the power of borrowing has been lost. It was changing into something that only seemed good with a poor girl.

Setsuna herself. From here on out, it's my job. I guess that's why he regained the power he was lending Rem.

"Until I decided so. Hey, Lion Remillion."

"Don't bother if I ask for your consent."

Remillion was troubled to see what look to give him. Should I laugh, cry, be angry, or be pleasant? Various emotions intertwine and have to be complicated.

In front of you, there is a hero you once admired.

A Gandhian teenager is a hero that everyone admires and dreams of. I've never been more heartbroken, and I've never been more distressed.

He's an enemy.

He stood in front of me as an enemy to be killed.

Unfortunately, you won't be able to seal him in a "colorless world”. Because he freed Rem from the “colorless world" with ease. I don't know what method it is, but I can no longer take the method of detaining him in a “colourless world" and accomplishing his purpose in the meantime, beyond having the art of untying the atmosphere.

I have to fight him.

"Mr. Setuna-Kamiya, Gandia's hero"

"Is that what you are, Nea Gandia heroes?

"What do you think? Nair Gandhia doesn't need a hero."

Even without a hero, Nea Gandhia is the only one who can be great.

Leongando Reignas-Gandia, the lion god.

The young lion king, who was once the lord of heroes, is no longer king of the gods and conquers the world. I don't know that fact. It's not Setuna. Setuna is

"Though it's not surprising that only Vishtal was called that way"

"Vishtal......"

I know why he had a complicated look.

Vishtar the Lion is the reincarnation of Quon-Kamiya. Quon-Kamiya had heard stories that he was a friend of Sethna-Kamiya, and anecdotes that in the Zalwarn War, the two joined forces and defeated Zalwarn's guardian dragon. Such a person is reborn and hostile to the lion. I don't know, I guess there's something to think about.

It's the same as Remillion.

Once, hostility to heroes who even dreamed of fighting together was the same as total denial of themselves in the human age.

In the chest, shake your head.

I'm no longer human.

He's a lion.

This shouldn't be the case if you're swept away by the memory of the human age.

"But I don't care about that."

"... right"

Setuna nods small. And he gave Rem something to look at. Then, Rem's figure melted into the shadows and disappeared. I can't chase you. Setsuna had been holding back with her gaze.

"You're not gonna miss me, are you?

"Miss it?"

"Yes, I will kill the goddess of war and seal the patron saint."

"... it's obvious"

He didn't miss those moments when Setuna's eyes glowed to freeze.