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

"That's why you picked me up!

Setuna screamed, teasing Ragna's magic and attempting to approach her head. But with the roar, a rampant breeze of beatings arrives and gets bounced off. Though the pain was nothing but pain thanks to the defensive barrier, it blew heavily and kept me away instead of approaching Ragna.

Not yet, you phony!

"I'm real!

That's what fakes are all about!

I guess that's right, and that must be how the fakes tried to fool Ragna. But still, there's nothing more to Setuna than that.

The moment I lose my mind, I'll kill you!

"No! Trust me!

Setuna screams desperately and flies towards Ragna. Ragna's wings slammed the atmosphere, and the intense shock waves blew up even as they covered Setuna. I manage to eat down by assimilating the edge of thurst into a mail-of-doer and enhancing my ability to fly, but still, to Ragna's overwhelming power, I have to be flirted with.

"I'm here to pick you up!

Go to hell!

Ragna roars, and the magic of the Dragon King runs through the heavens and the earth as a jade lightning. It's only a matter of time before that thunderous rumble becomes an attack on Setuna. A storm of thunder converged at one point, making it an enormous arrow. That was more like an attack by Aurora Storm. It's no wonder Ragna is unconsciously recreating the way Faria fought in her memory. Thunderlight arrows are unleashed.

In response to the jade thunderlight that flew in with the roar, Setsuna takes it with the ability “dark stroke” of the caged Rod of Envy, surpassing, enclosing and crushing the thunderlight by making the palms of darkness even more gigantic. Thunderlight scatters from between the dark fingers.

"... I won't deny it."

"Still not! You fake!

"Yes, you may be right. My path is hell itself."

The battle against Nair Gandia will certainly be one of the most intense. It would be a hell of a struggle exactly. A huge amount of blood may flow for it, and numerous deaths may overflow. The enemy is the gods, the king of the gods. I'm not the opponent who can fight with half-baked readiness, and I'll have to challenge you, bearing in mind that you make sacrifices for victory. If you don't want to lose anyone, you're making a big mistake.

Most importantly, Setsuna decides to let her win without losing anyone.

Victory is a sacrifice. That is the logic of the world, and it could be called the code of the warring kingdom turmoil. No, regardless of the warring world turmoil, maybe we can call it a principle unrelated to the times. But no, that's why Setuna rebels against that logic and principle.

Who decided that we could not move forward without losing something?

There are no such things as sardines who are forced to do that.

The world is already losing it.

The final war claimed a large number of lives, and even by “great destruction” a huge number of lives were lost.

For the future of the world, no further sacrifice should be necessary.

Just still, it doesn't make a difference that waiting for the Setunas from now on is a hell of a path.

"But that hell too, if Ragna will stay with me, I can get over it"

"What?"

Even as the roar of Ragna stirs the heavens and the earth, the emerald light swirls. The nine bands of light thus created are still like the tail of a beast, and I presume that is magic based on the memory of the nine tails of white hair. And the continuous attacks by the bands of the Nine Lights were harsh and fierce, and Setuna had to keep whimpering them without rest, which could be beaten uninterruptedly. It doesn't make sense because somewhat on the move, the band of light can also change its orbit again.

"If it's a real Setuna, it's..."

"What are you dreaming about?"

Setuna mutilated and told one of the belts of light. At that moment, it was a band of light scattered as a particle of light, but there was no great significance where only one was torn apart because of the increased speed of successive attacks by the remaining eight. We just have to keep up with the black spear, the Axe of Ambition, and the series of strikes that are just awesome by wielding a black tail.

"What!?

"You think I'd whisper sweeter words?

It's not Setuna!

"How beautiful is the real Setsuna in you?"

Beautifying? I will not forgive you for disparaging Setuna!

"I'm glad to hear that."

Setuna told the truth without covering it up. It means that they are loved and envisioned as much as they are beautified. That's a pleasure to be honest with. Ragna's calories of thoughts on Setuna far exceed his imagination. It also makes me understand that she is going mad.

"I'm here."

You're not giving up yet!?

Ragna makes an angry voice. And roar. The activation of dragon language magic diffuses emerald-colored light around the perimeter, making the light innumerable feathers. It is not a dragon's wing. Bird feathers. The feather flies in like a bullet, and it arrives. It was a reminder of the attack by Ruufa's Silfed Feather, its feather bullets.

Grasp the edge of thurst with the dark hand that solves the assimilation with the Mail of Dotor, and superimpose a pair of short knives, that blade. Activation of the time stationary capability. thereby stopping the attack, which would kill from all around him, and flew himself forward. The temporal stillness is what stops the time around you, as you put it, but when it comes to what you can do while you stop it, it's about your own travel. Severe wear and tear, difficult to use. But if you use it to jerk off enemy onslaught and dive into your nostalgia, you're rather right.

Setuna traveled to the front of Ragna's eyes to un-stop the temporal stillness, trying to tease the belts of light that had become seven and the countless feather bullets of light. It's just a matter of seconds to make it feel physical, but even then, it's worn out so much that sweat is gushing out of my whole body. Time standstill is not something that can be used a lot, nor can it be relied upon. It was extremely capable of choosing a use.

Setuna, who was finally able to move into Ragna's sight, stared into her emerald-like eyes, recognizing behind her a magical attack to the point of harshness cutting the sky. To be filled with that anger, there is one scale of the Little Fei Dragon.

"Whatever you give up, I'm Setuna. Setuna-Kamiya. Kamiya, the man who promised to pick you up."

Where's Setsuna?

Ragna stared at me and yelled at me. Both the tail of light and the feather bullet can disappear and be lost. Setsuna's location is Ragna's nose tip. If you focus your magic attack there, when it's avoided, it could hit you. I guess that's why she unlocked the magic attack and chose another method.

I mean, it's a hit.

Ragna, with a growl, plunged into Setuna from her nostrils. Setuna did not imitate that he would take it with a spear, etc., but when he deposited the spear in the dark hand, he took Ragna's face with both hands. Pressure and velocity are added to the tremendous mass. It was impossible to kill that momentum and it was natural to push it down. Immediately assimilate the Edge of Thurst into the Mail of Dotter again, increasing its ability to fly and widening its wings. But still, Ragna's body is far more intense.

Pushing down, retreating through the air.

Setsuna was younger!

Ragna screamed, her whole body wrapped in emerald light. It seemed to activate magic to strengthen itself, not magic to attack Setuna.

In fact, Ragna's speed increased, so much so that it overwhelmed its pressure and fully armed Setuna as well.