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

In the end, it was no match for endless bombing.

Only the first one was able to strike back, and the rest continued to be caught in the blast created by the bombing and to dance in the sky. Just getting a blast gave rise to severe pain, and its unstoppable chain forced Setuna to suffer. In time, I guess Niewe got tired of it. He began to target Setuna directly, and the explosion caused by the direct strike of the light sphere shattered Setuna's flesh and erased consciousness as well.

That means he lost to Niewe.

but when i noticed, i was standing in the dark, and the pain and everything was gone.

(... I thought so)

Same as previous trials.

No matter how much Setuna loses and how much she kills, I can try again and again as long as I don't give up. The same was true of Lance of Designer, Rod of Envy, and Axe of Ambition. Death in this hell is not, strictly speaking, death. False death, far from real death. However, the pain that occurs during that pseudo-death is severe to death, and the pain of near burnout of consciousness can be hard to exhaust in the brush tongue. Therefore, I could not die because I would rise again and again, and I did not want to die if I could.

However, what is different from previous trials is that they stand in the dark. The flesh crushed by the bombing is completely back to normal, and the armor and everything are disappearing. I had a bad feeling.

(No way)

It was right after I thought so. When countless lights flashed over his head, he caught sight of a monster filling a vast venue.

"Dear viewers of 660 million worldwide, Thank you for waiting! In the 666th round, during the runaway competition finals, we finally did it!

"From here!

Setuna screamed thoughtfully at the loud voice of the reality that had echoed from nowhere and the audience's reaction like the grunt that accompanied it. Then watch the left and check the presence of Niewe. Neewe is pinching a huge table and waving toward the audience. The audience boils down to that graceful gesture, just as it did earlier. Almost everything in this venue is on Niewe's side. There is no voice in support of Setuna, but it must be to the extent of my apologies and just prepared by Edge of Thurst as an excuse.

It's only a matter of time before a large number of dishes can be arranged on the table.

I'm hungry.

However, memories of doing as much as bulimia, filling my stomach and stomach, and about to burst past my back of my brain, and that's about to spit out the contents of my stomach. I didn't want to eat anything more. In the first place, there's no element that can beat Neewe in a bulimic showdown. I mean, there's no point in dating.

(Damn... how can you do that again!

Setuna ran a spell in her mouth.

"Armed summons!

As the black sword appeared in front of him with the explosive light, Niewe glanced at this one and smiled.

"You're early, aren't you?

I'm tired of the front seat.

"I can't believe I'm bored. They said it was just delicious food that I don't even think belonged in this world."

"You're a phantom, everything"

Jump on the table, run over it, and approach Niewe. The reality screams something out loud and the audience yells and screams. That's a phantom, too. It's just a stage device created by Edge of Thurst.

"Everything could be a fantasy. You, this venue, the food, everything."

"I'm not sorry you lost that fantasy."

"Ha, go ahead."

"Armed Summoning"

Setuna is diving into his nostalgia when Neewe casts a spell and summons the Edge of Thurst. The sword you have swung up is taken by the edge of thurst, where the other short knife overlaps. Niewe's figure scratched out. Time still capability. Being wary of accidental strikes, Niewe seemed to have just taken a distance to re-divide the battle.

(Shit...)

Setsuna thought to settle before Niewe activated the armed subpoena, but that just didn't seem possible. Neewe is inherently just an armed summoner, and activation of an armed summons requires the construction of a surgical formula. For this reason, it is inherently necessary to cast a long and complex spell, but the fake Niewe, like Setsuna, called the Edge of Thurst with only four letters of armed summons to show it.

As I understood it, the phantom Niewe is not a complete reproduction of the real Niewe. All abilities are improved after extreme beautification of Neewe. He further said that armed summoning techniques can be used like setuna and quon.

"Unexpectedly, there was too much distance."

"Right."

Turning to his voice, he stood on the other side of the table - that is, around where Setuna was first standing.

"If that's what you wanted from the beginning, I'd go for it from the beginning."

Sooner or later, Niewe stabbed both of the edges of the thrust into her own chest. The stage collapses as a mutation occurs in Neewe's body, and the venue itself is engulfed in light. And when the sight opened, the landscape was widening near the forest of the messenger. The breeze that blows through is cold, and the sky is how far blue it is. The sun is far away. Everything is the same as before. If there is anything different, it means that Niewe has been transformed like a demon by a transcendental turn from the beginning.

Distance, far.

There is no other way for Setuna to beat Niewe in this state than to approach and knock in a blow all over her body by a black sword. but Niewe can fly in the air. If it were flown, it would end in full by the same storm of bombing ahead.

Kick the ground and approach Niewe.

Niewe either completed the transformation or raised the face she was leaning over. Having succeeded in becoming an alien monster, he stared at this one with his red shining eyes. When I wondered if my eyes had opened, I could see my pupils opening wide. Unusual cold. Setuna saw the moment when a black hotline burst from Niewe's pupil as she flew aggressively to her left. Like a black eye. It pushed straight through the gaze, and when Niewe moved her gaze, naturally, she followed it. Niewe follows Setsuna with her eyes. Setuna had to keep running to cross the hotline. Running around, packing the distance to Niewe.

I heard a roar.

When I saw it, the tree cut down by the hotline was falling down. That's not one bottle either. The trees on Niewe's gaze are then cut off and fall. It can be seen that the range of black heat rays is extremely long, and that its power and giant trees can be easily torn apart. This means that direct hits must be avoided at all costs. However, the fact that it wouldn't hit me if I wasn't even on my gaze was also easy to avoid, and it was much easier to deal with than light bulb indiscriminate. Dealing with it only means we can avoid it. Far more than an unsolicited attack.

Running through the roundabout, approaching Niewe. The human neck, three hundred and sixty degrees, does not turn freely. That seemed unchanged, neither in the phantom Neewe nor in the otherworldly turned Neewe. Turning back, Niewe had to look back at each body, and that little time allowed Setuna to earn a distance to travel.

Most importantly, that means Niewe's head is shaking extremely slowly.

(You can't move too fast while you're shooting a monstrous ray)

Setuna recognized that so and thanked Niewe for taking such a means of attack.

And capture Niewe's back trying to look back at this one.