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

It is the likeness of the former world that I recall seeing the earth called the East Vashtarian Continent.

The man who named himself Holy Emperor Miendia Raegnus-Wargrain united the power of the gods who summoned him over the other worlds and united the world by their immense and extreme power. By unifying the world, unifying one's will, and unifying the race, we tried to extinguish the spark of strife. Is it okay to say that the Dragon King of the Three Kingdoms was right about the exchange of the Holy King because he tried and actually accomplished the regression of Genesis?

Most of all, the world that floated behind Ragna's brain was a world before it was compressed and unified into one earth by the Holy King, a world made up of numerous continents and countless islands, vast oceans, and why I remembered that, only because of the slight resemblance of the likenesses of a crumbling world.

The world has collapsed.

Setuna and the others call that desperate natural mutation "great destruction”.

That was what happened while Ragna waited for reincarnation and gathered strength.

The world, which was made one continent by the Holy King, had what were called the three great forces. The three great forces - the Vashtarian Community, the Kingdom of Holy Deal and the Zaion Empire - have not even laid their hands on it for centuries, while it exists to besiege the small group of continental states in which the Setunas lived. With the power of the three forces, it would be easy to attack and destroy small groups of nations. It was thought that the equilibrium had therefore been preserved, because it had reached a small group of nations but could end up being followed by other forces.

But it wasn't.

The three forces were all organizations created by the gods summoned by the Holy King, and they were not left alone in the hands and feet of the gods.

Ebel, a pillar of the two great gods with immense power, built the Kingdom of the Holy Deal, Naria built the Zaion Empire, and the many remaining gods joined forces to create the Vashtarian community as the supreme god Vashtara. It was all about them fulfilling their grief, their return to the world to be.

The gods are beings summoned by the Holy King.

Those summoned from different worlds can usually only be sent back to the original world to those summoned.

In other words, the death of the Holy Emperor Miendia became the wedge that trapped the gods in the Illus Valle, and the numerous emperor gods had to remain in the hellish pain of having to remain in the other world without being able to fulfill them while wishing to return to the world where they were meant to be.

But they had one hope.

It is the promise of the resurrection made by the Holy Emperor Miendia with this world.

The promise became a curse and stained the world, and the continent continued to cast spells. Five hundred years after the death of the Holy King. Numerous blood and death flowing on the continent become magic and spells, constructing a surgical ceremony. All we had to do was look for the "promised land” where the Holy King would make his resurrection. The gods hoped to get the "Promised Land” sooner than any other god and return to the original world even on their own. Because the Holy King was also spinning his promise to destroy the world if he fulfilled his resurrection. If we are to make the resurrection by promises, we are sure to destroy the world by promises. If I tried to be a god, it would have had to make a leap towards contacting the Holy King, who had just been resurrected, and having him sent back to the original world, even more than if there were no gods in the object of that doom.

But the prospects of the gods failed.

According to Setuna, the White Shield led by Quon-Camilla and the knights of Benoagard were sacrificed, and the ritual of the resurrection of the Holy King was prevented.

As a result, the power of the Holy King, who lost his way, ravaged the world and tore the continent apart. The world was smashed to create a sight similar to the one that I no longer miss.

And Ragna accomplished the reincarnation.

With the immense power that ravages the world, the vast majority of which belongs to us, Ragna created the flesh from Mizu as something more powerful and fulfilled her rebirth.

That, and this, was for Setuna, who would soon be reunited.

Sometimes he wanted to help Setsuna, sometimes he wanted to make it easier for Setsuna to find him.

Once they were, Ragna made her body huge anyway. Though I can only hope it sucked a huge amount of power just for that and was praised for not having to do any more damage to the world as a result. If I tried Ragna, reunion with Setuna was more important than the tragedy of the world, and if Setuna was even safe, there was a verse where I even thought the rest didn't matter.

I drowned in my dreams because I found out that Setuna was not safe.

I also woke up.

Sure reality is more important than pale dreams.

Reality Setuna was gentler and warmer than her dreams. but I still think it's because of this giant that I'm a little short. Now it's also hard to play with Setsuna. We have to do something about it, but that's not something to think about right now.

"Ragnasia. How about it?

"... right"

Asked by Langwin, Ragna turned her gaze to the spirit emperor in silver.

And the mountains of silver were as they were, and the dragons lifted up their round heads, and looked up at them. Langwin is a giant because he hasn't been reincarnated in thousands of years, but Ragna was far more gigantic. That's impotent. He sucked half of the power that could chase the world to death and poured it into rebirth and immensity. Still so powerful and full, it is easy to imagine how rampant and insane the power of the Holy King has been.

That, too, is enormous because Langwin's giant body has only accumulated power for thousands of years or more, and deserves to be called the Dragon King. The silver scales reflect the sunlight and shine beautifully, and the soft ones are full of mercy. It always was. Langwyn is kinder than anyone else, and therefore solemnly builds order.

"Sure, Langwin, you're right. I can't see it."

"I guess so."

Langwin nods satisfactorily, turning his gaze around. At the end of that gaze, Ramlesia floats. Rumlesia, which is also extremely small compared to Langwin, was not as big as bean grains when compared to ragna. It is a being that has forcibly reincarnated man into dragon king, and it is based on human flesh, so naturally it will be. The power and soul of the dragon king Ramles, formerly known as the Mad King of Ethereal Clothes and the daughter of man who once named her Ufiria-Surline, have become one, and that is Ramlesia-Eufa Dorrus.

She herself hears about why such a thing happened.

That she is therefore furiously angry with the Lion God and his hands.

"How about you, Ramlesia?

"I agree, too. I can't throw it away."

Ramlesia looked to the east of the continent and went.

The great river flows through the green earth called the “Dragon's Garden”, to divide its east and west. but the great river did not originally exist, but was born the other day when the earth was torn apart by the power of the lion god emperor. Naturally, those who lived on it have been consumed by destructive forces and have lost their lives.

The vast death is filled with the narrows of the heavens and the earth.

The grudge screams are swirling and the curse runs around.

As if to gloat the doom of the world.

As if I wanted the end of the world.