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

There's just one thing I've figured out.

The true body of the four bodies is on Ozfeld's side.

It would also be obvious from the fact that we are showing Ozfeld our backs and confronting the World Guardian and the Twelve Knights. And more importantly, it doesn't move as if waiting for Osfeld to know. I don't want it to be slight. It was as if it embodied what the Knights Knights should look like, and what they asked for, and what inspired Ozfeld.

"My... Four Horsemen"

That figure must look just like the true body of the current Knights cadres because it is they who recognize them as essential to themselves and to the Knights. I'm asking for it, and I'm admitting it. So the thought took shape and manifested itself.

He assumed so.

Nothing but assuming. It's a phenomenon that I don't want to explain.

When I realized, there were knights in front of me. True body appearance. That's not the person, either, apparently what Osfeld called it.

Just like the World Guardian called the Twelve Knights.

"My power... is it?

"Even so. That's what the Knights deserve."

In that word of Mibula God, Ozfeld felt like he had gotten one answer. In other words, the power that summoned these knights was given to Osfeld, to whom the Mivula God entrusted the Knights, and he must not have noticed until now because he had no incentive to use them.

"But that's not enough. Sir knows that, too. What should Sir do now?"

Mivula, God tells me sternly. with the voice of failing rings. To show off the majesty of the previous Knights.

"What should we exchange? What should be fulfilled?"

"... Yes, of course"

Affirming, he laid down his sword. No longer had to use the sword as a cane to support his body. The power that should have been lost is overflowing, and fatigue and wear are wiping out somewhere. Since I recognized the Four Horsemen. It was as if the power of the Four Horsemen was pouring into Ozfeld. No, I guess it's actually pouring in. Otherwise, I can't explain it.

Lost power is what recovers over time. but there can be no such thing as recovering completely close in this meagre amount of time. I don't know, if an incredible force worked, except for the story.

And it is that incredible power that is all but the true body of the four bodies before him.

It was there, as if it were a true true body.

Just like the Twelve Knights of the World Guardian, yes.

"Go, my knight. Defeat the enemies who stand before me."

And Ozfeld commanded the four knights, and also stepped forth. My legs move. My body is light. Because the power is back. I can fight this. No problem whatsoever. Don't worry. We can fight through it.

With certainty, see the Four Horsemen scatter.

The sight of four true bodies, similar to Full Colors, All Round, High Power and Heavens Eye, penetrating toward the twelve true bodies, was also dazzling to my eyes.

Along with the dazzling glow, the all-round turns to the enemy's lightbright with thunder and fiery fire, two true bodies stand on its path. Extempest and Crown Crown.

Full Colors, on the other hand, headed for Divine Dread, where two true bodies join Divine Dread in response to their movements. High power and lance force.

The high power, sticking straight into it and staying its momentum, blew the Heavens Eye. Dual Blades and Full Colors attack high power.

Heavens Eye was to be in charge of the three remaining bodies. It was an all-round, mirage prism and flame caller, and Heavens Eye's long-range shooting dispersed the three bodies.

Ozfeld just needed to deal with the World Guardian.

Whatever it is, it goes without saying that it is the most difficult thing, and it is something that I have known and proved to myself many times before I got here.

The World Guardian is unraveling the immovable.

He had an extremely large sword, and it wasn't surprising whenever he moved out. And then it moved, but at the end of the day, I couldn't possibly not imagine the light bright being splattered once again. It has been chopped up a few dozen times, not many times.

The greatness of the power of the World Guardian is stained and understood.

Still, we have to face it, and we have to beat it.

Otherwise, there is no point in this trial, and my will and pride as a Knight Commander can disappear and be lost.

The value, the existential significance, of being the successor to failing rings, whatever.

(hence, winning)

We have to win, so we have to win.

There was no other way, and he flew so that he could roar.

When the light bright became light and diffused, the World Guardian moved. The great sword cleaves a void that is sicker than light, and then cuts off the scattered light. He was the world guardian who instantly tore most of those diffused lights apart, but Ozfeld, he was perfectly safe.

The cut off light was a trick for the World Guardian, and the body dived into the World Guardian's pocket, becoming the smallest and most harmless grain of light.

Ozfeld returned Lightbright to his original appearance, poking a sword of light into the armor like a World Guardian castle fortress. As soon as the cutting edge broke through thick and strong armor, Ozfeld raised his joyful voice in his chest.

(Received......!

The attack has finally arrived at the opponent, scattered and kicked. I was thrilled, but I don't have time to be immersed in joy. He gave up, trying to tap into further attacks on the World Guardian. It immediately flies away and is blown away by a shockwave. It's a shockwave created by the fists of the World Guardian.

The pursuit is coming.

I saw the immense body of the World Guardian approaching with tremendous speed and momentum.

Yes, I saw it.

Until now, movements that could not be captured because of their speed have become visible in the eyes of Ozfeld.

(This is... the hell...?

Something serious is happening to me. That's fast, too.

The fact that we were able to capture the proximity of the World Guardian in our sight only means that the World Guardian either slowed down or Ozfeld's mobile vision improved dramatically. The latter is more likely than not to cause the World Guardian to slow down.

But even so, I don't know what caused it.

Ozfeld had no idea why, for whatever reason, moving vision, or physical ability, was rapidly enhancing the power of the true body.

The cause, the reason and the circumstances are all unknown, but it was certain that I was able to react thanks to it.

In response to the impending World Guardian, Ozfeld was able to take precise evasive action. Slash the super light speed gently and slap a light bullet into the counterattack. Countless light bullets passed through the sword flashes of the extreme sword, the voids above and below it, swept out by the World Guardian and struck directly at the giant body.

The bursting light and sound remind us of the certainty that lies in Ozfeld.

I can fight, that is.