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

Setsuna feels more than anything about the battle in front of her, around her.

Through the “door of bond," he felt the present in the rest of the world as a real feeling.

Kneewehein's predicament was exactly like ours, and he can't forbid to be rude, as he is being hunted down after Lancelot's struggle.

If Meetia plays a big stand around against a growing number of divine men, Charlotte is also beaten by the reality that she can only maximize the ability of the Sealed Spiritual Sword and still be overwhelmed with the number of enemies before her.

Nina has also popped up on the front line as a user of the Summoning Army, showing the lion's swift activism, but still the war situation of the Zaion Empire is not fragrant.

Despite the devastation of the enemy fleet.

Rather, it was the Empire that was being hunted down.

It's not just the Empire.

The Knights of the Divine Table in Benoagard were also being hunted down.

This one, too, should have been gaining momentum at the beginning of the war. Not only did he disable the enemy fleet's pre-emptive fire, but he also struck the fleet hard by his true body.

The Ozfelds should have planned to spread further enemy damage from there. There was no flying battleship or flying ship left to destroy, trying to grab the victory.

But the enemy flirted with me.

Ozfeld, Sid, Luveris, Bain, Rowfa, everyone was struggling, but the war was going significantly worse.

The Knights are also struggling. Flood, Sylvie, and Shanor have both managed to survive while forcing their opponents to struggle with the Divine Soldiers who have arrived at the position.

Somehow.

There are already many victims among the Knights. Wouldn't the Floods be in distress as well?

That's why we can't let the Ozfelds head to the rescue position.

Because the Nea Gandia gods are dealing with the Ozfelds.

If you deal with the gods, your true body is not a glimmer.

And so did the Midgards.

The battle between the Midgards and the Nair Gandia fleet, which began over the northern part of the Deal continent, was something that neither of us could say was dominant.

I guess it can be called a one-off offense.

The force of war that Midgard would have prepared, perhaps with the comrade gods, is too much for normal thinking, but the opponents were bad. The Great Fleet of Nair Gandhia is a vicious and extreme force just for that.

In a fleet battle using three Demonic Crystal ships, although they dispersed the enemy fleet, it was probably a pot that the enemy fleet thought was in no way advantageous.

Moreover, shelling by enemy fleets was extremely effective for Demon Crystal weapons and Demon Crystal dolls.

Whether it's a Demon Crystal weapon, a Demon Crystal doll, it's covered in armor that's strong and robust enough to compare to a human body, but if it crystallizes, it makes no sense. It's like being powerless.

In fact, the crystallized Demon Crystal weapon, the Demon Crystal doll, had been driven to a deactivated state and could no longer be counted as a force of war.

Not only did they shred their power that way, but as their offense with the enemy fleet grew more intense, the Midgards' ships were damaged and driven.

The Crystal Ship itself is beginning to crystallize.

As it was, it wasn't strange when the ship fell.

And Setuna was witnessing an even more frightening sight.

Until now, there has been a death battle on Logner Island, which should have been unrelated to this simultaneous world battle.

Perhaps Logner Island was out of the target of the simultaneous invasion of the world because it was originally under the control of Nair Gandia.

It was Ayn and the others who poked through the gap, and they took Logner Island back from Nair Gandia. I guess that's how they h watched the world go.

If Nair Gandhia wins, our own victory will also have to be turned upside down and back under Nair Gandhia's control. But if Nair Gandia loses her power, the order on Logner Island will not waver.

That must be why the Aynes, the Sigurds, must have felt like praying and waited for the battle to end.

Under such circumstances, it was the warrior in black who suddenly attacked Logner Island.

The boy, who covered his eyes with a black belt, was very similar to those who previously called Setuna his brother and others. Without a doubt, it would exist of the same nature as those.

Its power was immense, not only overwhelming Sigurd and Zephyrus, but even the onslaught of the Demon King's Army was laughing and building up a pile of corpses.

Such sights were also seen in the Dragon House.

Another warrior in black had gone around destroying the beautiful landscape of the dragon palace, and although the Dragon Palace Guard samurai and the Silver Aotearoa Knights had moved to repel them, they had been struck down without hesitation.

Warriors in black are not seen in anything but Logner Island and Dragon House.

Its shadows dance and scatter death on battlefields everywhere.

As if to mock Setuna.

The power to squeeze the black spear pattern rapidly becomes stronger. The more I think about my companions being forced to struggle in distant lands, the more I can't wait to regret the circumstances in which I was placed that I shouldn't do anything.

Keep your power warm, I say.

We have to keep the power warm, he said.

"For what?"

Setuna noticed the taste of iron spreading in her mouth, but it didn't matter, such as the pain of biting through her lips. The pain, it's not there. It extends deep into my chest and all over my body from the depths of my heart.

"Brother?

"What the hell are you trying to keep warm for?"

Setsuna, what are you talking about?

"To kill the lion god emperor? I know, I know."

Like throwing up, I say.

"I know."

I know. Naturally. Naturally, that makes sense.

Destroying the lion god emperor Leongando Laignas-Gandia.

That was Setuna's role, and to do so it should have been fully fledged. There should not have been a slight drain, or, first of all, a release of power.

The power of the Lion God Emperor is mighty beyond this. It is not the ratio of the gods. It is not a commotion between the two gods. Dimensions are different. That is also evident from the fact that Setuna in a runaway state was kicked over.

At that time, he should have drawn more power than his limits, less anger.

Yet Setuna has just lost consciousness after taking a light blow of Leongando.

With semi-prone power, you're not a winnable opponent.

I know that.

"But right now, that's not what you're talking about!

The war situation, while doing so, is getting worse.

"If anything happens to you that you lose as a result of saving your power here right now, I..."

"Not at all. Not at all."

What sounded unexpected was the voice of Azmaria. Not to scorn, not to ridicule, just to make the facts pale, the demon goes on.

"Once the blood goes up on my head, I can't see around it has not changed consistently for a long time. As a result, I licked spicy acid several times. I want you to grow up."

"What do you want?"

Do you understand?

That said, there's a reason I lost my word. Embraced from behind by something. The sweet scent tickled my nostrils and my long red hair colored the corners of my vision as it burned. It's Azmarian hair.

Until recently, however, she was supposed to be a mass produced Demon Crystal doll Al, not what the Demon Man was.

And.

"You didn't hear me? Didn't you see that? You didn't get it?

Setuna, hearing Azmaria's voice up close, wondered why she wasn't where she was supposed to be.

Azmaria was supposed to be the gatekeeper of the Vermillion.

Maintaining the gate and managing it was the role of the demon now, and leaving the gate was not allowed.

And yet, not only has she become a demon, she has left the front door.

What does that mean?

"The gate has been unleashed."

Setuna was stunned when she looked back at what the devil had said.

Three kinds of gates that lead to different worlds did open their doors.