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

It was as much if I could help prevent it from falling.

Anyway, he's a god, like he doesn't fit the laws of physics. Even if there was now a principle that the human body had to be relied upon and its human flesh had to be treated with care, there was not as much creation as twisting gravity.

But he was distracted for a moment by unexpected events. He was taken by the collapse for it, and fell without the art of exchange as if he were a human being. Just pulled by gravity and slipped off, all over the structural material on the floor of a brittle, crumbling central design room.

Into the dark.

Was this what it felt like to fall to the bottom of Nara?

Unexpectedly, I thought about that precisely because I now have to finish off the hand of the Lord Demon King at the bottom of Nara, and not if you're forgetting me for this.

Finally recovering from the shock, he heard the noise of gravity controlling and stagnating on the spot as well as dust blowing and debris settling far beneath his eyes.

I knew it was a cavity with nothing right under the central design room, but I couldn't tell about the fact that the floor was rigged to collapse. rather than out of imagination? Even if it were a stupid, shallow Midgard-Waharam, he wouldn't even think that he could kill God with one pit. Yes, it was coming high. So I never thought about the possibility of such a scheme being applied, nor did I recognize the cavity just below the design room as something that originally existed.

But apparently Midgard was dumber and inferior than he thought. A creature would undoubtedly have no immediate death altitude or any meaning to him.

As we descended its longitudinal cavity, we could see the floor and desk of the design room stacked like a pile of debris. The more you look up, the lights in the design room are far enough away to dissolve in the darkness to see how this cavity is long vertically and deep at the bottom. And once he got to the bottom of that Nara, he had to rethink about a man named Midgard-Weharam again.

The bottom of the great cavity had become a kind of hall. It's not just a hall, either. It was built as if inside a palace and saw a number of complex and elaborate decorations that the human ruling class might prefer. Unfortunately, the majority of them are crushed by design room wreckage, and everything is in vain, which is why he thinks. Why did Midgard build such an authoritarian hall just below the central design room and try to plunge him there?

The very construction of this room is not a hobby of Midgard.

Midgard hated the authoritarian stuff extremely much, and he should have loved playing with dolls better. Dolls are better suited to Midgard's taste than rooms like the palace hall, where the puppets line up sloppily.

As I circled my gaze with that in mind, I noticed that one of the bottoms of Naruto, who I thought was a circular hall, had his mouth wide open. There were steps there, and a deep red carpet was laid. If I had raised my gaze along that carpet, there would have been a luxurious throne at the top, the doll all in one, with her hips down. It's a magic crystal doll. However, it's not like any doll I've ever seen. The Devil's Crystal dolls developed and produced by Midgard-led laboratories were all feminine. It is also feminine that he took away that research and mass-produced it, but that is because he wasted no time making extra changes.

Anyway, it was the first time for him to see a male Shaped Demon Crystal doll.

"Welcome to my kingdom"

That's what I said.

Firmly discouraged, extremely human audio, it emitted. Male Demon Crystal doll. Regardless of the texture, can we call it innovative in that the colour of the skin, the creation of the face, the shape of the body, which looks very human, and even the voice is no different from human? Even Urk, the only demonic crystal puppet who utters a human language, should not be able to discourage his voice.

In other words, it was something he was at some sort of reaching point as a Demonic Crystal doll, and in that fact he narrowed his eyes. with the fact that it is the voice of Midgard-Walkharam.

"... it would be a mistake in the diaspora"

Tell him, shake his head. That's wrong, too. Indeed, this abandoned hall doesn't even look like an abandoned castle in the diaspora, but the premise is strange.

"No, in the first place, it's not even a country. All, I gave. Places, funds, resources, people, time... and even wisdom. Everything. There is no such thing as what you have gained with your power, Midgard. [M] I don't have the privilege to be the king of the dolls."

"Ha."

On the throne the doll laughed without changing one expression. The doll's appearance does not resemble that of Midgard. He is a beautiful young man as if he were a work of art, and there must be a lot of Midgard's aspirations in there. Midgard and I are human beings. Humans are obsessed with youth.

"What have you done that couldn't kill me? It just sounds like a loser."

"... that's what it is"

He asked, controlling his emotions over Midgard's winning voice.

"Why, you're alive. No, can I really say he's alive? What the hell did you do?

It was a pure question.

Midgard-Waharam, indeed, he killed with this hand. As I told Urk, he pierced his heart and stopped his breath. They broke it down into molecular regions, and then wiped it out completely. Midgard was more than used to accomplish the great task of completing this weapons factory and producing large quantities of force for the future. Midgard's last job was to serve as bait to attract Urk and Setuna this time, and that in itself was the task Midgard himself gave the dolls.

He just took advantage of Midgard's desire to be reunited with Urk.

"I knew you would come to kill me. Even more so if you were a god in law, you wouldn't be able to let go of me that Luberes hates. But that's not right away. Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow. You wanted power for the future. So, after that, you transferred me to this institute?

After that, right after the continent was torn apart by a heavenly mutation caused by the “Promised Land” feud that ended in the defeat of the gods and the failure of the rite of resurrection of the Holy Emperor. Indeed, he is sending Midgard to the Institute of Demonic Crystal Technology. The reason for this was also as Midgard pointed out.

His thoughts that Midgard must put even more heat into the research and development of Demon Crystal weapons and Demon Crystal dolls out of rebellion and anger at Rubeles hit him. Midgard quickly converted the Demon Crystal Technology Laboratory into a Demon Crystal Castle Fortress and opened a manufacturing plant for Demon Crystal weapons and Demon Crystal dolls. Very, I don't think it's human business.

"I soon realized. Oh, you're going to make me dance on the palm of my hand once again."

"If you knew, why didn't you stop dancing? Did you think you could give me back my interest for a moment?

"You're the one dancing, Evel. You couldn't kill me. And you carried things exactly as I thought you would."

"What?

"You're not as omniscient as you think you are, Evel."

I heard that word in my ear because Evel was piercing the chest of a doll sitting on the throne. Divine authority's right hand easily breaks through the chest armor of the Demonic Crystal doll, destroying the heart nucleus. This also broke the back of the throne, but there would be no problem. The doll turned into an unspeakable wreck.

"That's why I can't deal with you."

"Exactly. I can't kill you. You're God."

Midgard's voice was heard from a completely different direction.