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

All I hear is screaming.

The mourning voices of those who have nothing but to respond, in front of an insurmountable force difference. Whether you fight or fight, defeat or kill, the number of enemies does not diminish. No, it's decreasing. They're doing great. We're doing really well against the Reinforced Divine Soldier.

Numerous fortified divine soldiers had been destroyed and extinguished. But every time reinforcements show up, I don't feel like they're diminishing. On the contrary, it is increasing. Besides, it would be only a matter of time before their hearts break because the rate of increase is faster than the rate of decrease.

You may be more likely to do your best before you break your heart.

On the northeast side - Leongand sees the battle of the "Dragon Garden”.

The northeast side of the repressive fleet was also forced to struggle.

Perhaps, with the exception of Nair Gandhia, during the "Dragon Garden” offensive, which would hold the highest power in the world, the northeastern dominated fleet had been given up to excessive power. The configuration of three Ragnahorn and three Hawklow ships in one Balghazar class can be described as incomparable force to the rest of the fleet.

I mean, the “Dragon Garden” offense is that difficult, and both Leongand and Nalforn were watching. And in fact, the suppression of the “Dragon Garden” was not an easy thing.

But it wasn't unexpected, either. Everything falls within his imagination. I have just turned my fleet over to the entire world, and I do not believe that it will all have the same results as expected, etc. It is impossible to develop a completely indispensable strategy and assemble tactics beyond the unknown enemy power.

Therefore, they built a fleet of forces that only slightly overwhelmed the conceivable enemy forces, releasing them everywhere. All he had to do was ravage it by overwhelming force, not by tactics or anything, both he and Narforn thought.

In fact, you're right.

The battles everywhere, the battles of the Dragon Garden, yes.

The “Dragon Garden" had a great deal going on by the Dragon King of the Three Kingdoms, although Leongand had his hands on it, so what was the problem where the Lion God Emperor helped.

And that changed the situation.

Until then, a fleet led by Iltri, who could barely reach within the Dragon King's boundaries, launched a major offensive, scratching the enemy's front. It is not an exaggeration to say that the front has collapsed. The flying dragons, the Imperial Demons, and the humans were drank by the Magic Artillery and turned into Divine Soldiers.

There is nothing more desperate than a sudden turning to enemies by an ally who relied on them on the battlefield. Besides, the only way to destroy the former allies that have become its enemies is to destroy what is “nuclear”. Unlimited playback and rampage around if you don't destroy the "nucleus”. Nothing would be more troublesome.

Anger becomes roaring and committed, and magic pours down like a meteor.

It's a cry.

The cry of the dragons, who were then killed or deified by their compatriots, and were set to kill each other.

The royal devil's scream.

The terminator of one.

Various voices.

Numerous screams.

Scream.

It echoes deeper into the abyss of the soul than behind the ears, deciding both the body and the mind.

"It's the first thing I've ever known, ravaged. Don't you think?"

Ask no one, he opens his eyelids.

In the throne of the Divine Emperor, the Divine Generals stand without words. I'm listening. Leongand's voice. My lord's voice. The voice of the lion god emperor. And I agree without a voice. Tune in. Affirmative. There is no opposition. As one, there is no disagreement with Leongand.

"It has never been sadder, harder, or more painful. I know."

Because I have experience.

Memories once thoroughly ravaged by the three major forces are no longer the flesh of the Lion God Emperor. This is revenge. to a world where we have lost ourselves. to the three major forces that unreasonably trampled themselves. to everything that drove ourselves to the bottom of despair.

But on the other hand, here's what I think.

"And try to be in a position to ravage, I've figured it out"

Leongand touched his hand on his chest, trying to contain his trembling heart. There is even something that comes from above the spectacular and disgraceful outfit worthy of the name of the Lion God Emperor. It's a heartbeat. The beat of your soul pierces your flesh, pierces your outfit, pierces your fingertips, and runs all over your body.

It was painful, and he distorted his expression.

"Never more foolish, never more vain"

Exactly what is ravaging the world right now are the generals and gods of Nea Gandia, who follow the life of the Lion God Emperor. Kicking one, kicking the Imperial Devil, kicking the dragon, kicking the gods - thoroughly attacking, hurting, tormenting and trampling everything hostile was the very will of Leongando, and Nea Gandia's army was no exaggeration when it came to the announcement of his will.

One by one, he sets the course of action for the army.

It is up to him to stop the attack or to continue the attack.

Therefore, if I wanted to stop him, I could always stop him, but he didn't. Instead, he ordered an onslaught on all armies. Blame them even harder, attack them thoroughly and destroy them.

Even if it is so foolish as to be unsaveable and so vain as not to be good, we have no choice but to.

"That's why we have to end it. To eliminate the battle itself from this world. For Nair Gandia to unite this Illus Valle"

The pain doesn't go away. Instead, the more intense the war intensifies, the more screaming the body and mind are torn apart. That was the scream itself of what was ravaged by the armies of Nea Gandhia around the world, a testament to the fact that Leongando was feeling the world itself. Because I feel the world, I also feel pain. No pity, no anger, no mourning, no despair -.

That's why he declares.

"And why don't we erase the contention of strife from this world and commit ourselves to a permanent rest"

He clenched his fist. With strength, that alone will affect the world. It was also an extremely great influence, and at this moment the atmosphere around Narunnirnol was turning backwards, creating a giant tornado. With a little more strength, the earth will also be affected.

It even affects the whole world, which for him is tantamount to playing with children.

"Let the Iles Valais be an eternal paradise"

The god generals also consolidated their fists. I guess I reacted to Leongand's will.

"This is the fight for it. That's the challenge."

Leongand opened his eyes and saw the void. Something on the other side of the void.

"It's Setuna. Guardian of the Demon King's Staff. My only hero."

Leongand's eyes no longer looked at the whole world.

Only one, he captured only Setuna and superimposed his former hero figure on how he wanted to burn in that anger.

He was one of the angry ones.

But I never got angry for myself at all times.

It's always for others.

I angered, roared, and unleashed my power for someone but myself.

Right now, yes.

Maybe he's feeling it too.

Cry, mourn, and exclaim all over the world about the things that are thrashed on various battlefields.

Isn't that why he's so mad, so desperate to fly?

And it must have been beyond that that there must have been a hero Leongand waited for.