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

"... I understand the story, Master Mivula"

Ozfeld opened his mouth, trying to contain a whirling mourning sentiment in his chest. The torrents of pity that flow in through the bonds of the soul still do not know where to stay.

That's definitely because Mibula God has brought himself back. The pity of Mivula God swelled when I had to look directly at what I didn't feel when I was failing to think. It is a storm enough to swallow the heavens and the earth, the hearts, a flood, a natural mutation itself, sweeping and blowing even to the hearts of the Ozfelds.

If we see so much pity and mourning on the part of the other god, the Mibula God, the earlier passion that the Ozfelds had would vanish instantly. Instead, he is in tune with Mibula God, pitying, mourning, and suffering.

There will be no other way to get rid of this turbulent pain than to save the world.

Will it be swallowed up in a sea of mourning and dragged into the abyss of despair as it is? As much as I could think of, Mibula God, was in grief.

"Beyond this, let us also, together with Master Mivula, fight to save this world"

"Oh... you're right"

Mibula, God said. With the appearance of a failing ring, the trick of a failing ring, and the voice of a failing ring.

"We must fight."

And he set up a great sword.

"Master Mivula?

"Set up, Ozfeld."

A voice full of majesty sounded like a bell that yet marked the beginning of the struggle, and at that moment, Ozfeld admitted that tremendous tension ran across his body. It was such a shock that the pity that was in my heart was blown away somewhere far away.

"Sir, no wonder he's the Knights Commander. Then we'll have to act as opponents ourselves."

"What are you going to do?

"No questions asked. The end of the war is already open. There's no other way than to settle."

"Such an idiot......!

"Sir, are you still the Knights Commander?"

Sooner or later, the great sword of the failing ring roared up and swept away the void, and the sword wind became an intense shockwave and hit Ozfeld.

"Knock."

Ozfeld was nearly blown away by the pressure of an awesome shockwave, although he countered with a sword raised without watermark.

(Do you have to...)

With the thought of throwing up blood reflexes, he shouted in his chest.

Why should we cross swords with Mibula God?

The purpose is the same. On the contrary, whatever the philosophy or thought, it is no exaggeration when it comes to receiving and selling from Mivula God. The nascent knights changed their policies dramatically by encountering the Mibula God. Originally, it was just a bunch of revolutions to sweep away corruption over Benoagard, only thinking about Benoagard domestic. It was all, the policy and philosophy of the Mivula God, that made him mouth and hand to the situation outside the country.

Save the world.

That was everything, nothing more or less.

If what you want is the same, you should put your hands together and hit it. We are not enemies. Rather, they were allies to each other from the beginning. That's just how we bumped into each other with a few mistakes. There can't be any more reason to continue the fight than that became apparent.

What the hell does this fight mean?

Such Osfeld questions do not other than disappear without the art of exchange before the onslaught of the Mivula God.

The appearance of the failing ring, which plunged into him abruptly, was that of him himself in previous years, and Ozfeld restated his sword, staring into his golden eyes.

Be prepared, you must make up your mind.

I understand.

I also grasped the contents.

I was also convinced.

It was all a commotion caused by the depth of the love of the Saviour God Mivula, and Luveris decided, rather, to believe more deeply in the Mivula God.

(If that's the case)

Nothing wrong.

Yeah, I thought.

However, Luveris was also uncomfortable.

"Why do you keep fighting?

Fiennel stood, trying to cross the phantom twins in front of him. The eyes glow golden, and there the divine authority is rising. Disclosure of the power of God. It had made it clear to me that he was a phony, while also telling me that he was a formidable enemy out of line.

"Because that's what my God wants. I don't need another reason."

"That might be true, though."

The fight was supposed to continue because the Mibula god dressed failing ring launched an attack on Ozfeld. If Fiennel is the Divine Divinity of Mibula, then there is no way that he can act differently from the intentions of Mibula God. But even so, yes.

"We need to fight in the first place..."

"No, it's not like that."

"Why?"

"Sir and I know you want it."

Fiennel swung through the twins.

"Power."

It was the tornado of salvation created by the crossing twin triumphs, which rush toward Luveris as they dig abruptly into the surface. Ruvelis rushed to the right immediately, but the tornado also changed course. They're coming in the direction of Luveris' movement.

Run the cutting-edge of the phantom sword into the void, leaving you no choice but to distance yourself. The spiral drawn by the white sword flash became a tornado of salvation, colliding with the tornado of Fiennel. Two tornadoes blasting with intense light scattered. If I looked under my eyes as I jumped up high in the sky in the aftermath of it, Fiennel was staring at me.

"Surely the lords are strong. It doesn't have to be compared to the average human being, it's strong. You can freely manipulate the power of our God to manifest your true body using illusions. It's just a human force."

Fiennel stabbed one of the twin triumphs to the ground beneath his feet. Luveris does not miss that salvation flows into the earth more than the tip of the ear.

"If it's just a human opponent,"

"Right. Absolutely right."

In the moment Fiennel stabbed the other trident to the ground, Luveris' blade was flashing in the void. The bright red flowers drawn by the deep red sword flashes burst at the foot of Fiennel at the next moment, letting him blow every ground around it.

"For now, this power is not enough."

Of course, if it's just about protecting Benoagard, there's nothing wrong with that.

So far, the only thing that can also be called the biggest crisis is the showdown with Nea Benoagard, and only then, without Setuna's help, would there have been no big problem, either before or after that. A god beast, but a god man, but someone who's not enough to take it.

However, there is a certain anxiety that it is not just now possible to do so.

Because the ferocity of divine men and divine beasts is increasing day by day, and the prevalence of divine men and divine beasts with ever increasing and vicious powers traces one side of the increase.

Divine men and beasts are the fruits of humans and beasts poisoned by divine authority. Divine authority is the power of God, and God can intentionally create divine men and divine beasts, it seems.

In short, it means that behind the continuation of ferocious divine men, evil gods like the evil god Ashtra could be moving, and if things were to be like fighting such evil gods, as they are, it would be irrelevant - yes, there was less to think about.

I want power.

No matter how much it takes, it's not enough.

It was a common perception of the current situation of the Knights executives and was therefore in a hurry to increase their fighting power.

"Yes, to this extent."

As Fiennel, who was supposed to have been blown up by the explosion, looked at us flatly, Luveris flashed.