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

The situation was unfavourable.

Even with the power of Nivelcain, the patron saint, and Nieverhein who became one, it was finally possible to prevent the Nea Gandia gods from attacking, and not even to grasp the thread of the counterattack.

The gods of Nair Gandia are little gods who were formerly only part of the supreme god Vashtara, but that is when compared to the great god Naria, Ebel.

They are powerful without having to compare to humans, and they literally have different dimensions.

There's no way the human soldiers could have fought decently against something like that.

With the aid of the protection and blessings of Nivelcaine and various summoning armies, he is finally crossing with the Divine Soldier. It is obvious that if such soldiers were exposed to the attacks of the gods, they would leave the world in one blow.

That's the same thing, even with summoning weapons, and the dimension that if you're a summoner costume user, you might barely survive.

Thus, Niewehein had to deal with a dozen gods.

By concentrating the Gods' attacks on themselves, we reduce the damage to our allies a little bit.

To this end, it was necessary to use the power of Nivelcaine and to keep the attention of the gods at all costs.

With the gods of Nair Gandhia, they couldn't leave Nivelcain, the god who emerged in this world, seemed to be superior as a priority for the target of attack, but that's why they shouldn't be appeased. I don't know when to change the target at random.

That's why Niewehein had to attract the gods and did everything in his power to do so.

There is not enough power to defeat the gods.

The Soldier Costume Summoning Division, led by Lancelot, does have powers that are not normally comparable to combat power. But it's hard to say that you have just the power to overthrow the gods.

It is to the extent that several military costume summoners have joined forces to finally succeed in sealing a single pillar of God.

One-on-one, it's not even a fight.

(That's not good...)

Kneewehein noticed himself in the heart of the Gods' onslaught, in a rugged face, but could not do anything about it.

The war situation is on the way to deterioration.

This one was about to take advantage by sinking many of the ships weaving the enemy fleet until just now. That's what they're pushing.

Several soldier costume summoners have already fallen and the Lancelots have been pushed.

Niewehein, on one foothold, is coming to a point where nothing can be done.

(No way, not so much...)

He was an inner, umbilical phagocytosis. I meant to understand that Nair Gandia had an overwhelming power of war. But I didn't imagine it was so powerful and immense.

Near Gandhia's readiness to fight is of little use at the moment.

Niewehein and Nivelcain alone contain the majority of the gods. Now, there's no point in expanding your power.

Speaking of earth, a huge number of divine soldiers were attacking Imperial Army positions with no swarms, a white tsunami, swallowing the earth, and momentum that just pushed the battlefield away. The overwhelming quantity easily exceeds the number of generals the Empire boasts and is consumed without even being able to resist.

White and cloudy earth.

Niewehein wanted to go on the spot at any rate and join the Imperial Generals, but that couldn't be the case.

Because there is God up, down, back, left, right, in all directions, at all angles, surrounding Him. I can't move to move.

"Ha ha!

A pillar of God made me laugh.

"We no longer have enough to fear, such as an empire that has lost the protection of Naria!

"Naria......"

Kneewehein glared at the god as he shed the thunder of divine authority. The Thunder God and the Thought God bear a light back that mimics thunder and wraps around a glowing garment in a blink. My eyes glowed golden and I looked down at this one.

"Yes, it's Naria, Naria. Abominable, but Naria's power was mighty. If Naria had still ruled the land, we wouldn't have won so easily."

The attack on Niewehein will not rest, trying to stop the thunder god to talk. Instantly contemplate and move into action countermeasures to the various attacks that arrive from all directions. We can't just put up defensive barriers. Then we can stop Niewehein with some gods and be ravaged on the battlefield with the remaining gods.

We must strike back, whilst attacking.

"But you denied, rejected, fought, and defeated Naria. I can't think of anything like trying and winning Naria... but the facts are facts, let's admit it"

Abominably, Thunder God distorted his expression.

"But this is the result. With the protection and blessing of Naria, this would not have happened"

(Protecting and Blessing Naria...?)

Sure, I guess thunder god is right.

Naria was a powerful enough god that the hundreds of gods who made up Vashtara could finally work together to make amends. Sometimes he was just called the Two Great Gods with Evel, and he had an overwhelming, absolute power. Naria could have swept away Nair Gandia's fleet and fought the gods to their advantage.

But in that case, the future of the Empire must have been bleak, and at that time, the option of accepting Naria did not exist from the edge.

Should it be the irony of fate that, because of the future of the Empire, choice for the imperial subjects is now casting a huge shadow on the Empire?

(No...)

He shook his head in his chest.

There's no way.

That can't happen.

Naria's defeat was the right choice, and that is why the Empire was able to grasp a glorious future.

And by winning this battle and defeating Nea Gandhia as well, we make that future a reality.

That's when I thought so.

Kneewehein noticed that things were not right on the ground.

(What... what's that?

A crack ran through a swarm of divine soldiers pushing like a tsunami towards the Imperial Army position. It is a red and black nail mark that whilst still tearing apart the white tsunami, which gradually swells up greatly.

A closer look showed that acceleratingly expanding red and black nail marks were not actually nail marks or the like, but rather those wrapped around red and black clothes like blood. Just because I figured that out doesn't mean I can understand anything.

It came out of nowhere and began to sweep the white tsunami. Like hell's fireworks, it burns down the white tsunami.

Niewehein was a little confused.

"What? That one."

"That's..."

"The deceased..."

"Such an idiot! He said he was a dead man!

It was like the things in red and black that the gods would say to each other.

(deceased……?)

It's like I don't know what the gods' mouthed words mean. A deceased, I know, is a dead man, but why is the dead, appearing on the battlefield, attacking a divine soldier? The armed summoner of the Empire summoned him by his ability to summon the armed. If you can do that, you should have done it from the beginning.

So what the hell is it?

"Well done. You've stepped this far, Neewe."

To the voices that were inadvertently delivered to his ears, Niewehein was not but stunned.

Because it was my father's voice.