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

"Your Excellency is right."

"Ha!?

I raised a barbaric voice from the bottom of my belly because things happened continuously that I wouldn't imagine. I can't get my brain processed, and there's confusion.

I have to be stunned with Bain for the sight that the true bodies of the god table knights, who should have died as well, will continue to appear and join the war, even though he says it is an anomaly just because the true bodies of the previous knights who should have died have appeared.

"We have to win. I guess so, Bain Belbail Zan-Lanacourt"

It was Drake Zan-Aetheria's true body Divine Dread that struck God so well and looked back at this one. To manipulate the giant two-handed sword lightly was Bain's well-known Divine Dread, and the voice heard belonged to Drake that one.

Bain asked as he lined up next to Divine Dread.

"You must be dead."

"Dead."

The confronting God sparkled his eyes as Drake flatly affirmed. Bearing a strangely shaped light back, that God boasts an unusual velocity.

Fast enough that even Bain's high-powered dreads can't be followed. That should be called God, but not if you're laughing that you're a mighty enemy. Not if you're happy.

The more trouble Bain takes, the more damage he does to his allies. We must kill him as soon as possible and join our allies. Though he thought so, he couldn't capture his opponent and was eating the attack unilaterally.

That's when Drake showed up.

"Then why?"

"I'm here because I'm dead"

"I don't know what that means."

"You don't need to know. We are unreasonable blades against the irrationality of this world."

"Ha...?

I had no idea what Drake was saying, and he was, like, confused.

Moment after moment, when I wondered if the Great Sword of Divine Dread had flashed, the clash sounded. He took it with his sword that God had slammed into it.

"What are you bluffing about? Fight, sir. To win."

"Yes, you don't have to!

Bain leaped into a fight with Drake, who he thought was no longer possible, not knowing what was what.

"Not at all. Hasn't."

Such an exhausting voice was heard from behind me when a scorching flame swept through the vortex like a palatine flame, enveloping Sid Zan-Rufaus's true body all-roundover.

It's the memory of the trials that revives the voices you hear.

Because it was the voice of the opponents scattered among the trials presented by the Savior God Mivula.

Zexis Zan-Armfort. Commonly known as the "fiery fire” zexis. This is the second time I've heard his voice that should have died.

But unlike the first time, Sid couldn't hide his perplexity in the definite sense of reality, mass, and gravity-sensing voice.

Zexis isn't the only one.

Failing rings and drakes appear as true bodies, watching each one speak out of sight. It was natural to be confused.

"What did the lord do the trials for and gain my strength?

"It's... to save one"

"I would."

Zexis drove the True Body Flame Caller and was behind Sid. The burning flames created by the Flaming Flame Caller became a thick barrier, protecting Sid from God's attacks.

"Then it shouldn't be if you're spending time with someone like this"

I don't know what Zexis wants, but I wasn't in a situation where I could answer instantly.

The enemy you confront is God.

Though a pillar of the smaller God that constituted Vashtara, God is God. Dimensions are different from those of humans. Regardless, the Sids are not just human beings. He is a blessed apostle with the protection of God and has the means of combat: the True Body.

Moreover, the true body is strengthened by surviving the trials. Not a lot of fighting power.

But still, it was difficult to deal with God, and it was inevitable that Sid would be forced to struggle.

Sid isn't the only one.

Everyone and he are in a predicament.

Isn't it also a matter of time before the Knights of Haydn Olkram are wiped out? And I think so, but that's why I can't help but take off my predicament.

"Or can it decay here like this?

"... No way"

Sid saw the flaming wall disappear as he shook his head. At the tip of the fading pneumonia, there awaits a god who looks very similar to the genus Dragon.

"Okay, let's just say we will. Both of us."

"Yeah, the two of us"

Sid nodded strongly, at the suggestion of Zexis,.

It's hard on your own, but you two can get over it.

Such certainty would have stemmed from trust in Zexis.

What was unexpected for Luveris Zan-Finwright was not this struggle.

Ever since I found out I was dealing with God, I've been prepared to force struggle. You can say as expected. No matter how much the true body deepens, no matter how strong and powerful it is, it makes no difference that God is God and is of a different dimension.

It has overwhelming power and makes unexpected attacks. Even if you can just play a big stand around against a god like that, it's better.

The difference in force is overwhelming.

Nevertheless, the True Body Double Full Colors offense is not ineffective at all, nor does it arrive at all. The attack has arrived and is undoubtedly effective.

If the colour of the red lotus painted in the void became flaming and tangled, the flesh of the relative God was burned and damaged. but it happens to be something to restore, so it doesn't make sense in an attack to that extent.

After the Great Destruction, I remember when I fought the Divine Man. At that time, it was a trial and error as to how we could defeat the Divine Man, and it was a feeling of impatience. No matter how much you damage or damage it, restore it instantly.

Similar to the sensation then, but not as it is.

God and divine men are different.

That is the end of the divine man as long as he destroys the "nucleus", but there are no such distinct weaknesses in God.

"So you can't win, I think"

"It's not like that... I don't even think it's easy to win."

Unexpectedly, it hurts.

At that moment, countless light bullets had arrived, but a whirlwind had swept in front of him and the light bullets were exhausted but bounced back.

True body dual blades swirled a pair of twins at super high speeds, thereby playing a light bullet.

"Sir Krona? Why?"

"I don't care what you do."

The dual blade turned only his neck toward this one as he swirled his twin trident. The voice is Fiennel Zan-Krona itself.

"Because the lords are too impudent."

"I can't deny that... but you don't have a choice. The other guy's a god?

"Dear God, you can't afford to lose," said Sir?

"I didn't mean to, no more."

Leveris is not surprised by Fiennel's response, which remains the same.

"You always are. It's mean."

"It's bad that Sir never shows his strength"

"What do you mean?"

"Sir's strength should not be to this extent"

"... too much."

Ruvelis, though once again flashy, can't have Fiennel making a misguided statement.

He narrowed his eyes to the possibility that he had not really demonstrated his strength.