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

"I see. Sometimes I just name Setuna's brother"

When Wayne Bersein-Teulos breezed as a restraint, Nanaka naturally flew and sent to show it. The only thing the storm blew was the remains of the building, but that alone could have caused damage to the surrounding area. Strong gusts.

The Blue Knight of Logner manipulates the atmosphere and causes the wind.

"You're just going to be named. It doesn't even look alike. Not at all, not at all, not at all."

"That only sounds like a rebellious breeze," Sword Ghost. "

"... maybe"

I didn't deny it.

From the moment I saw Nanaka's face, Lux said, because ill feelings similar to nausea were beginning to swirl. I don't even want to admit the fact that Nanaka looks like Setsuna. That conclusion comes first, and you want to deny it all. No, I'd rather have denied it all. In my heart, I deny, reject and deny everything about Nanaka. Therefore, only malice swirls.

Nanaka, on the other hand, even reacts to this one.

"I don't care if you deny it."

He said.

"I'm your brother's brother."

"Enough, enough."

I stepped in, jumped in time to fly, and just waiting, Nanaka's machete roared. Countless sword flashes run, trying to rip Lux's body apart. but the slaughter never reached Lux. Because a pale storm pushed the machete back with countless blades. Inevitably, Nanaka will be filled with gaps. Lux jumped into Nanaka's pocket and shook up Gravestone diagonally. Cut shoulders from flanks.

(Shallow!)

It was exactly as I screamed in my chest.

Nanaka was jumping back and showing off the slaughter of Lux to the point where she was torn from thin skin. And countless blades stretched out of the body of the machete that rolled out as a counterattack arrived at Lux. I thought it would be slightly chopped up, and this time, Lux's body was bounced away towards the far rear, slamming him on the rubble.

"What, dude?"

"I helped him. Don't complain."

"Thank you so much, Sora, not at all"

Lux admitted the pain pulled off rapidly as he jumped up expressing gratitude for his disgust. It was blown away by Wayne's storm and beaten to the rubble with the momentum. It's not strange that the five bodies are scattered if you're a regular person, but fortunately, Lux is not a regular person. He's a dead man. He's a dead man in hell. This body is not a substitute for flesh.

Tentative first, false body.

So there shouldn't be a problem with being chopped up, but seeing Wayne let him dodge it until he blew Lux off might not always be. It is also possible that if the flesh is destroyed too much, it will be sent back to hell.

Wayne must have feared that Lux would lose his power, though I don't know if he would care to be sent back to hell.

"Two on one. You're supposed to be unfavourable in numbers, but you don't feel like losing."

Nanaka laughs.

"Well then. It's your brother's brother. I've always overshadowed a few disadvantages, my brother."

"Brothers and sisters are a lot of things."

"Well, your brother is the sun itself to us, naturally."

I wondered if Nanaka had miscellaneously wielded a machete, and the sword flashes that ran countless times were bouncing the debris around him. The debris becomes a shower of bullets and comes towards Lux and Wayne. But it was also wound up in a pale breeze and powerless. And as countless wreckages linger in the air and fall to the ground in turn, I notice Nanaka disappearing.

Turning to kill, Nanaka was inside the time.

"Slow"

What do you say?

Lux took Nanaka's machete with a fierce sword, but at the next moment, his whole body was pierced by countless blades, and he felt a tremendous pain. but that was the same for Nanaka. A boy's face similar to Setuna distorts into pain. They pierced both flanks from behind. It won't be like severe pain or anything.

"Heh... to...?

"I can't believe who's two-on-one, did you say?

Lux was quick to mock or countless blades attacked him from behind Nanaka. It was a sword, a spear, an arrow, an axe - a variety of weapons. All the users of the weapon are wearing red and black clothes. He's the same Hell of a deceased as the Lux.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Nanaka roared and shook the machete bullshit when she wondered if she had kicked Lux in the ass. Countless slaughters run, and torn red and black clothes dance through the universe. Some of them seem to have been mutilated along with their clothes, but not fatally wounded. Because Nanaka just left it to her anger to wield the machete.

"Looks like you made it."

"You're late."

"Sounds like you're too soon"

It was Benedict-Vain who looked at this one pointing at the tip of her mouth, and next to her was the giant body of the Farieu-Fitline. There are also figures of her men and of the Warriors of the "Pale Wind". All are deceased.

"You have no choice."

"I know. You're my apprentice."

"Yeah."

Nod, rebuild the sword. The part pierced by Nanaka's machete has already healed completely. Because the wound was shallow. To hurt you deeply, the time was too short. That means Benedict and the others are on time. If he didn't make it, wouldn't Lux's body have split apart and gone back to normal? That's why Vayne helped me earlier.

"Count me in!

It was Nanaka screaming irritably, but that should be it, too. There was endless blood flowing from his body. I can't stop. I can't block my wound. The pain hasn't disappeared, and on the contrary, it's probably getting worse over time. Faces very similar to Setuna are blue and losing more and more vivacity.

No, it's finally standing, like that.

It was attacked by the deceased.

It can't just be done.

"I would use any hand to win. That's how mercenaries do it."

"Mercenaries aren't the only ones. If you're a warrior, it's natural."

After what Lux said, Wayne went.

There are countless air masses floating around Nanaka. The air mass was sharp and pointed and helical. It is obvious that they are Wayne's creation.

"You're my brother, Setsuna. It's the same thing."

It was the moment that Lux told me.

Wayne rang his finger. I guess that was the signal. I killed to Nanaka as all the air chunks were bounced, and Nanaka wielded a machete with a growl. His body shines and countless blades run slaughter to protect Nanaka. But with the force left over from Nanaka, we couldn't shoot down all the air masses. He received a mass of air on his shoulders, arms, and feet, and the mass of air spread its wound by rotating, doubling the pain.

At that time, Lux is diving into the nostalgia of Nanaka, who shouts painfully.

"Goodbye."

Tell him, swing through the gravestones.

It was the neck that cut him off.

The head detached from the torso continued to stare at Lux with an expression full of anger and pain, eventually falling to the ground. Blood overflowing from the cutting surface fell on Lux like rain, but it no longer matters.

I guess Nanaka's flesh wasn't so different from humans.

He stopped life activities just because he had his neck amputated and collapsed on the spot.