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

"So what is it? I took more hostages than I did to destroy you most safely. To minimize the impact on the world. If there's a way to kill you that's incomplete, there is as much."

Dinacia quickly abandoned her flesh when she realized that the restoration of her flesh was inhibited by magic. By abandoning the flesh that we used as a dependency, interference in the material world has to be minimal, except for the story if the enemy to be shot is a bearer of a similar nature, and also incomplete.

"Incomplete..."

"I see, that's the thing..."

"Dinacia, are you..."

It is impossible for the gods to be surprised and convinced.

The same is true of what the Demon King has manifested, but it would also be a shocking fact that it is due to a single pillar of God's plan, as well as its appearance in an imperfect state.

In the first place, it's an impossible story about God trying to manifest the Demon King.

However, there is no way that we can destroy the root of the evils of a million worlds in one pillar of God. Dinacia doesn't underestimate her opponents without buying up her powers. I calmly identify and grasp my strength.

If manifested in complete condition, Dinacia would have perished in the first blow of the Demon King. It should have vanished without a trace and sunk into chaos. And the Illus Valle itself must have been exposed to doom. A million demon kings of the world is so much.

Just a blow can destroy the world.

That's why we couldn't let the complete demon king appear.

That is why I guided the emergence of the incomplete Demon King.

I let Setuna despair and use her as bait for the Demon King.

All for the order of a million worlds.

For the stability of a million worlds.

for the future of a million worlds.

Dinasia unleashed all divine authority and confronted the Demon King. The Demon King mocks. With a vain eye, a vain look, just laughing. I'm glad that's just the evil itself. Divine authority trembles. The roots as God shake. I just laughed.

"If you're incomplete, you'll be dealing with him." That's what you thought. Turn away from the fact that that's shallow. "

The demon king put up his wand. At that moment, Dinacia is transferring space from the spot to another coordinate. Then, I saw the space where Dinacia floated until earlier shake and collapse. There was a hole in the inter-world bulkhead of Iles Valle. Peeping through that hole is the narrow space between the world and the world.

Chaos.

It is the same crack in the world that spreads behind the Demon King, and it is no exaggeration when it comes to the sea that covers a million worlds. If the world is one island, chaos is the sea that floats those islands, and the islands continue to float without being swayed and touched by an ocean of chaos.

And that chaos was no exaggeration, not to mention the power of the Demon King itself.

"You must understand, too. I need to be unbeatable. We have to win. The fact that the gods in this room can't join forces or scratch me."

"It could indeed be so"

Dinacia was aware of the fact that this attack has not responded in any way so far, and she did not intend to turn away from that reality.

Even if incomplete, the Demon King is the Demon King. The power of the gods now aligned on this occasion is not enough to kill a million demon kings of the world.

Even as Mayuri Mayura tapped into the light waves of divine authority, the Demon King was not frightened. On the other hand, it didn't scratch a single one, and it was just a look that said it had been stroked by a breeze. Malik, Hasakarau, and other gods are doing their utmost to destroy the Demon King, but none of them have reached the Demon King.

I haven't even touched the Demon King.

Whether you let time stand still and attack from the blind spot, it makes no sense at all because everything is normalized and deactivated on the verge of touching the Demon King. The attack from the space transfer had no effect whatsoever. Even a mass of divine authority that adversely affects the world is such that the Demon King makes it easy to erase it, so the gods have no power to exchange it.

That's what I knew.

"But how about this?"

Dinacia reached for the south of Narción. In the south of Narción, where there is no longer even a shadow left as a temple city, the Lion God Tengu is settling. I can't imagine why he had to descend Narunnirnol, which should have been a castle fortress floating in the air, and implant it in the place where Nea Gandion was.

but I knew that would happen.

We therefore switched Mardar to Narción and waited for the day to come.

All to make the Demon King appear incomplete and perish.

And it is the Lord of Narunnirnol who is the greatest key to this.

"O lion god emperor!

It was the moment when the divine authority of Dinasia reached the Lion God Tengu and reached the throne of the Divine Emperor. There was a tremendous reflux of power, and Dinacia felt her consciousness vanish in an instant. The lion god emperor's cold knob is burning in the back of his brain. Dinacia understood.

"You've been swept away."

The demon king gave it to me.

Empty.

Darkness.

Darkness.

Darkness.

It's just darkness everywhere.

Deep, deep, unconscious.

Black darkness wraps around like a liquid and flows like a fluid. Intertwined from his fingertips, he crawls up his arm, from his neck muscle to his earlobe, into the hole in his ear and breaks through his tympanic membrane. Such a feeling. Such an illusion. I can't say it's impossible, but I can assure you it must be my fault.

Because the only thing here is the spirit.

Because it's just consciousness.

"Already...... ok?

I heard voices.

The voice I heard. Nostalgic voice. Gentle voice. Soft, warm, like spring sunshine, a voice that even has that feeling.

It's my mother's voice.

Has been annoying.

Then what do you think? The darkness that was covering my eyes disappeared and I heard a light noise. It was a familiar sound. A knife slaps the slab, a subtle sound. The sound I've heard every morning since I was a kid. Sometimes it was a wake-up call.

He jumped right off the bunk, blind to anything else, and headed straight to the kitchen. So much so that the knife sounds like a wake-up call. His room and kitchen are not so far apart. So it jumps right into my sight.

My mother's hindsight standing in the kitchen was there.

I just saw the back of my mother, who would be doing breakfast support, and he sort of relieved me from the bottom of my heart.

I've been having bad dreams for a long time.

Yes, I think sincerely.

Bad dreams.

Hard dreams.

A painful dream.

Dreams.

Dreams.

Dreams.

It was all a dream.

There can't be another world. Everything is happening in a dream overnight, and the mother in front of you is the reality.

Besides thinking so, I couldn't do it.

I wonder why.

He opened his mouth as he was about to be crushed by the pity, cleavage and voidness that boiled from the back of his chest.

"Mother...... good morning"

"Morning, Setuna"

My mother kept her back on this one. The usual. When you have a knife, keep your eyes open from your hands. A natural, very common sight. But why, but I felt uncomfortable.

"... are you ready?

"Huh?"

He had no idea what my mother intended to ask.

I wonder what you're talking about.

He watched, blindly, my mother's hindsight.