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

Without suppressing profound hatred and fierce anger from erupting into a blackening flame, he went to earth. A labyrinth of steel built deep underground, gently rubbing through its darkness.

I originally lived my instincts. There's no way I can keep it down. You just couldn't spot the idea of human flair, or you backed away from human flair and, as a result, took a fatal painful toll.

There's no way to do that either. In order to preserve oneself and protect oneself, it was necessary to perform doom. I had to grasp the response that the Apostle of the Demon King had destroyed Evel. Otherwise, we cannot deceive the Apostle of the Demon King. If we do not deceive the Apostle of the Demon King, the eyes and ears of the Demon King's wand, all senses, the lifesaving measures he flashed will also end in vain.

His conceived life-saving solution is to forge a powerful bond within the body, called the cramped body, and escape the devastating attack by the wand of the Demon King. However, there is no way to escape the attack of the Demon King's wand. Because the cramped body itself became a sort of junction, limiting Evel's actions and limiting his abilities as well. Within the inverted kingdom of a cramped body, Evel is in a state of full nakedness, and if the power of the Demon King's wand is poured into such a state, how can he not be spared the doom?

Therefore he guided the sum.

It hid its body in a particularly stubbornly constructed head, even in a cramped body, forming a powerful and incomparable junction between the torso and the head, that is, the neck. As mentioned, you can't just hide the body. We needed to break up into the main body and the division that left enormous power, and we needed to destroy the division into the wand of the Demon King. If we do not, we cannot deceive the Apostle of the Demon King and the Wand of the Demon King.

If you can't deceive me, there's no point escaping to the head because of it. It's just about getting crushed to the head.

It was some kind of bet.

And you won that bet.

I won, I survived.

The very fact was somewhat of a drinking-down, but his enthusiasm did not just subside.

It leads to the sky above the Magic Castle and looks out for the stars that shine in the clear night sky. The innumerable lights that soak through the sea of stars seem to be watching his defeat in a chilling manner, as well as mocking. I take it that way because I understand my misery better than anyone else.

Lost.

This is a defeat. Nothing but defeat, and therefore he had no choice but to burn in fierce anger.

Burn, rebuild the whole body. It remained a mental body without flesh, but it never mattered. Until we find new dependencies, we need to act mentally. Build your arms, build your torso, and extend your lower body, legs. And if you produce a head, a circle of flames will be created behind you.

His beauty, the sun god, has once again appeared in the world.

He also thought about hitting an anger under his eyes that would never subside.

Magic Castle has been devastated in earlier battles and is no longer in ruins. Where we have attacked that ruin, there is no way that anger will subside, but if we destroy all the Demon Crystal dolls and Demon Crystal weapons we will talk about it differently. You can make the Apostle of the Demon King blow a bubble, and it will be a good placement souvenir for Midgard.

That's what I thought, but it was between us.

Evel admitted his right arm was dimensioned from the tip of his elbow. I didn't know what happened. However, he was struck by tremendous pain and he almost screamed unexpectedly. It was not the flesh of the dependent, but the mental body of the body that was damaged. There are things that hurt and are out of line.

(What!? What the hell......!?

The first thing he thought about wolfing was whether the demon king's messengers or gods had come after him and attacked him, but that could not have happened. He had succeeded in deceiving all his eyes by hiding in the head of a cramped body, its centre. And when he went outside, he escaped every eye by standing still for time.

No one on that spot should have seen the moment he left the head of the cramped body. His time stillness lasted until he reached the ground. The time it took to reach the sky from the ground is only a small one and the distance from the bottom of the earth is extremely far.

And to the gods, to the apostle of the demon king, if they are coming after us, there is no way they can hide their immense power and not be perceived by Evel.

It can't be undetectable, it can't be attacked.

On top of that, faced with the unusual situation of not being able to instantly restore his right arm, he raised his face. Patrol your gaze and discover it.

It was also supposed to be a dark mass of coma. It can be called the shadow itself. Inhales the light produced by the starry sky, whose full content is not revealed, such being. Black, unconscious, deep. Crystal of dark power. It forms one form, floating in the sky. Spread the wings of darkness, shake the tail of darkness, and hold the spear of darkness in your hand.

From the eyes, the red light was leaking.

"You...!

Evel understood.

It is the very shadow of the Apostle of the Demon King.

It was a shadow created by the Apostle of the Demon King by his abilities, and was placed in advance over this magic castle. Sometimes it's like Evel is immune from doom, for when we deceive our own eyes and escape the Magic Castle.

Make sure it's all right.

This means that Evel's life-saving measures were also foreseen by the Apostle of the Demon King.

He removed his right arm from the roots and created it again as he burned his whole body to deep and fierce anger. For some reason it was impossible to restore it from the cutting part, but if it was reconstituted from the shoulder, it could be executed without problems. I wasted some power for that, but I can't stand it.

The Messenger of the Demon King, his shadow is in front of him.

To leave this place is nothing but to kill the shadow of the Apostle.

There is no way that the shadow of an apostle will miss Evel. Already under attack. That's not a warning or anything, it's an intent to kill itself. The will to destroy Evel, its manifestation. The only way to avoid doom is to destroy the shadows in return.

Evel did everything she could.

I fought the fate of doom with all my might.

The apostle of the demon king, he arrived towards his shadow, and the spear of darkness tore his whole body apart, destroying it by the time it was completely skinless.

Evel disappeared and lost before the wand of the Demon King, his shadow, without even being able to raise the roar of the Terminator.

"Come on. This won't make our wishes come true!

"Oh my God..."

"I can't help but regret it here. Let's go after him now."

Mayuri and Ragna were extremely calm as Midgard's comrade gods panicked.

"What happens when you go after him"

"Right. It's too late."

"But..."

"Wouldn't you know better how much Evel is?"

"That's... yes..."

Muse nods sparingly.

The same was true of Followe and Ladanus. I would feel the same way about Midgard. Evel's defeat was their grief, and they just thought it had come true. That was flipped. I can't regret it any more.

"Right. There's no point in chasing him anymore."

Setuna quietly affirmed.

Finish your surrounding enemies and exhale in relief. The perimeter is the perimeter of Magic Castle. Enemy defeats by Dark Dolls, who kept them waiting over Magic Castle, never discovered Ebel's shards of power as just a few. This means that the destruction of Evel by the Dark Doll has been completed.

"So... failed, do you mean"

"No, it won't."

"What do you mean?

"Evel escaped to the ground, I killed him."

When Setuna told him, everyone who was on the spot was stunned.

Exactly who, as one, I couldn't seem to assume.