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

Before dawn.

The sky was no different than it was when I saw it roughly five hundred years ago.

The light of the stars drifts away, the darkness of the night is pushed away, and the light of the morning walks by. Just before that, the vivid rugged colour of just a few moments. Clear, clean, if inhaled, the air that is likely to be washed down to the depths of the lungs is full to the other side of the sky.

It would also seem that way, because the junction of the Holy Emperor does not exist.

The junction, once strewn out by the Holy King and closing the skies of this world, collapsed when it stopped the ritual of resurrection. As a result, the world was filled with divine authority. Because the kingdom was more about suppressing the fullness of divine authority than closing the world. When it came to the Holy King, it was difficult to control the divine authority of the gods, and therefore it was resolved in a way that stretched boundaries.

It is good to say that after the death of the Holy King, Iles Valle was carried over for five hundred years because of it.

The Holy King also meant that the hand he could strike for the survival of the world, the hand he should strike, was striking.

And by the extinction of the kingdom, I guess the world itself is poisoning God's mind and heading towards doom.

At the same time, however, the extinction of the junction had reduced the separation of Iles Valle from the rest of the other worlds. Such a light summons from hell also has to do with the loss of a connection that covers the world.

The kingdom of the Holy King was not only to suppress divine authority, but also to isolate Illus Valle from the millions of worlds.

Why, and why, could he not have known that the Holy King had done such a thing? The only thing we can say is that we are here by the extinction of the junction.

It is hard to believe that if the juncture had survived, how much of the power of summoning armies could have been used to make absurd moves such as summoning the inhabitants of hell.

This means that the extinction of the junction has had good and bad consequences for this world.

Whatever the bad consequences, putting the world in a crisis of doom.

A good result is that you just extended the world's life -.

"Because how much did we help?

And so on, it was Zag who spoke of the special victory question. Having made sure that it leads to a spear protruding on the ground, he makes his beard and clothes swell in the wind long and enormous enough to conceal his body.

"It turned out to be more than the resurrection of the Holy King himself. It hasn't helped either."

"Very modest self-assessment."

"If you look at the world like this, then so be it"

Griff glanced at Elle and then looked around. His gaze, descended from the Genus of Giants, is far higher than that of the other six generals.

"We failed. To stop the resurrection of the Holy King."

"Is that the Holy King, after all?"

"The power of the Holy Emperor, it would be his dependency"

"Dependencies......"

"You can call it a vessel. If we defeat that, there's no future in this world."

"No, you should say there is no future for the millions of worlds themselves"

It's Levia who's been chilling his mouth. Levia with a long skinny body, but still, the sitting glyph takes on a more overlooking shape. It's natural when it comes to being a giant. Levia isn't the only one. Zag, Lowe, Elle, Mia, he's, he's looking down on everyone.

However, it was to Levia that the gaze was gathering now.

"That's what unites the millions of worlds," he named. I'm guessing you're not going to stay in the Iles Valais, you're going to have everything in your hands in a million worlds "

"Can you do that?

"Well. If that only inherited the power of the Holy King itself, I'd like to cut it off as impossible..."

"Neither do we know all about the power of the Holy King."

"Oh. Exactly. At that time, we were discussing the Holy King because he still had a conscience."

It doesn't have to be Levia's affirmation, it's clear.

Where the Holy King and the Dragon King have joined forces, there is no way they can override the Holy King's power. If you poke a void, you're not the kind of opponent you can win. Dimensions are different.

"So the Holy King... she was disputed by us. Don't let them talk you into it."

"I was cursed instead."

"Love and hate are all backwards. It's deep enough to add a touch of love even to that occasion. Hatred shall also be worthy of it. It's only natural to curse us during death."

"It's not the same if you escaped the curse alone."

"Push it on the offspring,"

His complex mood appeared in Levia's chilly self-derisive expression, but that didn't matter to Griff.

The other five, with the exception of Levia, tasted about five hundred years of hell raw, but for that matter he continued to suffer blame in true hell. Hundreds of years. It should have been more painful than he enjoyed hell and not being such a person.

I don't know if it would have been harder for me to stay alive, but I don't know if I wanted to have one of my grudges.

That's why I'm here to take responsibility.

"That's it too..."

"I don't have a choice. Our time has passed like a disease. It's not even possible that I lived a few years ago."

"Uhm. Even being here like this is a miracle"

There was nothing against Zag and Rowe's opinion.

The Griffs became immortal by the curse of the Holy Emperor and lived for more than hundreds of years, but both it and this was a curse. Though Giants live longer than humans, they can't possibly continue to live for more than five hundred years. Lived unnecessarily too long.

Even if the majority of that raw material was worthless and meaningless due to the effects of the curse.

"Leave the rest to the living."

As Levia was convinced, I went.

Griff nodded and looked out for the other side.

Giants' eyesight captured the figure of a man surrounded by numerous humans, dragons, etc., under the impending morning burn sky. A few times, he was the one with his fists crossed and one of the few people in his five hundred long years of life who let blood roll. And this time, he is also the one who summoned the Griffs to earth.

Setuna-Kamiya.

"He'd do it."

"... Did you say Setuna-Kamiya?

"Uhm."

"It's man enough for Griff to buy. All of them, I'll believe you."

I am the protector of the Demon King's Staff.

"I don't feel pretty bad about that... well, I can't help it. Let's just say I'm going to ask for something else."

"Quon, good inside..."

"Oh, that was a shame. Indeed."

Everyone spared about Quon-Kamiya.

Being a visitor from another world as well as Setsuna, he risked his life to save this world. Together with the Griffs, they tried to stop the ritual of the resurrection of the Holy King. That's why we ran out of lives and vanished. But he did not come to hell, whether he refused or was not invited by the Demon King.

If so, has the soul itself vanished?

That's all I can think of.

If so, we have no choice but to spare him. Isn't it an exaggeration to say that a chunk of his proselytism is not in this world? At least there must have been something alongside Apostle Fairling Zan-Kreuth of the Savior God Mivula.

I'm not expecting anything similar to Quong from Setsuna.

Setsuna and Quong are different.

Be equally powerful, but think differently.

But that's why, I think, Griff.

What Quon could not do, could Setsuna do?

Griff expects him because he once hit Setuna so much weaker and lost.