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

"If you think about what it's like to ask the Hell's widow for help."

He narrowed his eyes, confirming a herd of alien monsters filling his vision.

Overhead the stars of heaven shine, and the pale but immense light of the giant moon illuminates the heavens and the earth. midnight. Originally, no matter how many stars blinked and the moon glowed, the world, which was supposed to be closed by deep, dark darkness, seemed, however, illuminated, burned and burned by a wide variety of lights.

It's like hell.

Now, it's not like hell.

This is the world.

I can only hope it is warm and gentle to the Hell's deceased, no matter what the circumstances.

The blowing big wind is storming and winding backwards, dancing like a scorching flame going mad. The flowers of thunder bloom, the earth protrudes, and the light rumbles. What is happening between heaven and earth is battle. That's not just a fight either. It was like a coalition of humans, imperial demons, and dragons who were fighting hard, like death fights, and forcing alien monsters to struggle against them.

In itself, it can be said that it is extremely surprising.

It is not possible that man and the Imperial Demon will not have “control” of the Demon King Uberle, such as to set up a joint front. That means there may be a demon king somewhere on this battlefield, and although he thought about it, it's not if he's looking for Uberle.

Assuming that there is a Uberle, he was also convinced that the Imperial Demon and man would set up a joint front, but that there was a possibility that he was not there, and that one might be more likely than the other.

Somehow, but I am proud that there is nothing more reliable than such an inquiry of my own.

Dragon.

Even though this is not the first time I've seen a dragon with this eye, I never thought of it as a cooperative species to this point against humans and imperial demons. Speaking of Dragon spp., he was the primate of all things, and man thought of nothing but the imperial demon as an inferior being as well.

No, that's probably why I'm cooperating.

It is alien forces that are pushing such coalition forces to push.

White alien monsters. Some monsters like giants, some monsters like beasts, some monsters like birds. They seem to be sweeping the battlefield with thousands or tens of thousands of armies, and as a means to counter them, Sethuna-Kamiya summoned the Hell's dead.

"I see you can't help but want to borrow the hands of the dead."

He jumped off a cliff when one was quietly convinced. He is one of the Hell's deceased who responded to the summons. Naturally, there is no flesh, it should only be the presence of the soul, but being able to interfere in this world would mean that flesh was also given at the beginning of the tentative.

It is the black and red clothes that envelop the flesh. It is a sign of the deceased who has been summoned more than hell, and it may be called a brand.

"But..."

He floated all the information he knew about Setuna-Kamiya in his brain and narrowed his eyes. Speaking of Setuna, he must have been Gandia's armed summoner. He is a Gandhian leap actor, destroying the Guardian Dragon in the Zalwarn War and the Giant Ghost in the Kruselk War, respectively.

All of them were otherworldly beings that emerged in this world by the pseudo-summoning magic he had finally completed with his thoughts, but there was no word for them being casually destroyed. That's all, the power of Setuna-Kamiya's armed summoner was awesome.

So I could have entrusted my daughter with it.

She'll be happy.

He snapped in his chest as he looked out for the battlefield in front of him.

Forward, armed summoners of humans and alien monsters are bumping into each other. The alien monster seemed pointless to tow with a light attack, as it did not stop the movement to the extent that it was crushed, but also instantly regenerates the damaged area. It doesn't even stop me. On the contrary, it will expose the gap on the offensive side, which seems to eat a painful counterattack.

As he saw the armed summoner being blown away, he took out the mirror he had hidden. A mirror bordered by a tail-eating dragon is a summoning weapon. Says Sir Phantom Dragon. Particularly difficult to handle among the series of subpoena armies he summoned, which I know very well that his beloved daughter loved to use.

Olias-Leviath was also best at Sir Phantom Dragon.

He made countless appearances of his own identity as he reflected his appearance as he peered into the raised mirror. The countless splinters created by Sir Phantom Dragon begin to battle his ass with armed summoners confused by the phantoms that emerged from nowhere when they arrived at the enemy line as he wished.

The visions, which perfectly reproduced not only Orious's appearance but also his abilities, had major problems in endurance, however. Any attack, one shot at a time, will make you misty.

For example, whether the enemy sends a sword that wields, or just touches its sword-style, the illusion vanishes instantly.

However, there is no need for the illusion to refrain from attacking because the illusion will not be extinguished by the impact, recoil, caused by the illusion's own attack. Rather, it is the way Lord Phantom Dragon fights that makes him protrude and storm with so much momentum that he doesn't mind being an ally's attacker.

And as long as he has Sir Phantom Dragon in his hand, his visions will not diminish. Rather, it keeps increasing. A myriad of illusions that embody them reach the enemy line and play a big stand against the monsters.

Orias' illusion was sent not only to the front battlefield, but also to the battlefields of the surrounding quarters, striking the enemy forces as they surprised allied Allied soldiers.

The war began to improve.

When Sheila recognized that fact, she was in the midst of a fierce battle going on at the coalition position.

Coalition positions refer to the main faction built in the southwestern coastal zone of the eastern Vashtarian continent, the area around it. Some of the positions were heavily cut by the simultaneous shelling of the Nair Gandia Army Great Fleet, and the coalition generals who were forming within its boundaries, be they humans, Imperial Demons or dragons, deified and became enemies. For this reason, the Allied positions became, in an instant, a theatre of intense battle, a situation in which all the forces were driven out.

Sheila had drained a tremendous amount of power to protect her main unit from the simultaneous shelling, and for that reason she had been unable to maintain a golden-eyed white-haired nine-tailed state. As Sheila, I wanted to protect the entire coalition position as well as the main force, but the power of the simultaneous shelling was unmatched, and I couldn't protect anything I could if I didn't concentrate my power on one point.

Will the entire position be damaged or will we defend our main unit?

Sheila had to make that decision instantly and chose the latter. As a result, although it was only possible to defend the main faction and its positions on the straight line, the out-of-range positions were devastated by direct fire from the Kamikaze guns, causing numerous casualties.

"It's Sheila. There is nothing wrong with your judgment. This is the result of my strength and yours. Instead, you can put your chest up. '

Although Hasakarau said so, to Sheila, it was not an easy break.

So you can't just give up because you can't keep the giant beast state anymore.

Protect, help, and save many allies alone.

To that end, she was running around the position flipping nine tails.

Like a nine-tailed fox running through the field.