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

Not if you're complimenting me.

As she scolded herself, Sheila put up her fist. Sharp, tough nails are stretched out at the fingertips of both hands due to the effects of beastification. Fierce tiger claws, but whether enough to cleave the lion's strong flesh. No matter what, the weapon of fate is Heart of Beast. But she left her tail tangled in the axe spear.

In the first place, Farnelia hasn't even eaten a single blow.

Striking a blow in at all costs.

That became Sheila's immediate goal.

(I have to kill you.)

Besides, the other guy is a lion.

Not if you are struggling with someone who should be overwhelmingly weak compared to the Lion Divine Emperor in your final goal. of, but when personal battles and battlefields were isolated, in Sheila's case, it was also self-evident that she could not fight as she thought inside. Because of the characteristics of Heart of Beast, it takes time to unleash power in a personal battle.

Unless we're out here.

Outside Narunnirnol, somewhere in the world connected by the sky, Sheila would have immediately activated the Heart of Beast's maximum abilities. He would have bestialized to the golden-eyed white-haired nine-tail and showed an incomparable battle.

But it didn't.

Between the stars and heavens of Narunnirnol was a realm completely isolated from the outside world, unable to take advantage of the blood full of the world.

Most importantly, Sheila's own bleeding was required in order to maximize the ability of the Heart of Beast to catalyze blood, as it would not bleed where it injured the lion.

In fact, I'm doing my first bestialization with my own blood.

We must shed more blood and fill the battlefield with blood.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to move the situation around.

The only way to do this is to devour the attack to an undead extent, and rely on the natural healing power that is being enhanced by beastification on it.

Lion Farnelia, on the other hand, has plenty of room.

Perhaps you know somewhat about Sheila's means of attack, and there is a verse that understands what Heart of Beast's abilities are and what the activation conditions are. That's why we can afford it. There's no need to rush any more than knowing that Sheila isn't in enough condition to do her utmost. You just have to hunt it down carefully.

Yes, aren't you thinking about it?

"What's going on?

"What is it?

"Why not come?"

"That would be this dialogue. Why aren't you calling?"

Even if I ask you out, it's at this rate.

Farnelia, instead of trying to pack the distance with Sheila, was moving in a direction that would rather separate the distance. Because Farnelia has the means to attack ranges, but Sheila doesn't. If you're activating the power of the stars from afar, that's all you can do to overwhelm Sheila.

In fact, as Farnelia began to continuously activate the star's abilities from afar, Sheila ran out of hands and feet.

The barrage of innumerable spines of light emitted more conically than the left hand did not have a gap in it. I didn't want to focus on dodging, and from time to time, the number of spines of light involved in the soil and sand that rose, although seen to explode, could not be helped by it alone, had killed around Sheila. It then explodes, dyeing the darkness of night white and vivid.

Sheila doesn't want to be outraged because it's what weaves the sun's abilities in the storm of the bombing. Glare caused by flashing is extremely effective when it comes to being far away, and although he jumped away the moment his vision was taken away, there is nothing he can do about being bombarded with a dodged tip.

The storm of bombardment stopped when his body was blown away with so much intense pain that it splashed all over him that he was eventually slapped from his back into the earth.

Even when silence comes, hearing remains insane.

A series of tremendous explosions is the same as being beaten to the tympanic membrane more than once by intense explosions. Eventually I felt that the sound had gone far, not because the explosion had gone far, but because my hearing had gone mad. And that must also be Farnelia's measure.

Sheila's hearing was driven mad by a series of unstoppable bombings, and by taking her sight away by the sun's flashes, she created a great opportunity to tap into the attack.

Sheila moved exactly as Farnelia thought and was bombarded.

Normalized vision shows distant night skies. Abard's sky. No, I don't want to be flabbergasted by the sight of a distant past and a fruitful sight.

I wanted to protect you.

But I couldn't protect him.

The position is that the situation, the situation, has trampled and repainted all of Sheila.

Sheila herself was stupid.

I foolishly wanted to live.

If you think only of Abard, you should have died. Long ago, I wish I was dead. That would not have broken the country. At least, the country broke down and there was nothing like a dispute. That's all, an unquestionable fact, and that's why Sheila, bites her teeth.

In the kind of pain that burns your whole body out, more pain than anything outside spreads from the depths of your mind all over your body.

Full body.

Fortunately, I didn't eat the direct strike of the light thorns. No matter how much it's beastified, if it's bombed directly, it's not safe. limbs will blow up and die instantly. So I had to be cautious, but the result is this zama.

(It's not funny)

It's also irresistible because it complains of tremendous pain all over your body so that you can breathe.

Both shoulders, arms, chest, belly, hips, legs - I'm glad there are countless scratches, big and small, everywhere, just full of creativity. There is blood coming from every wound in the body. It is in this state that the natural healing power of veterinarization is strengthened.

It would be easy to imagine what would have happened if it had been a direct hit.

Thousands of tails are missing, too, because of the bombing. And I didn't have the Heart of Beast on hand because of it.

(That's not good)

That's all, that sucks.

Sheila saw an axe spear pierced into a scratchy earth that no longer fastened its prototype by the bombing of Farnelia as it ate its teeth and woke up its upper body. Even without seeing a thousand chopped tails remain tangled, it is clear that it is Heart of Beast. It's a summoning weapon I've been using for years. You can't be wrong to look.

Only one thing, if there's a problem, is that there was a lion standing on the side of that axe spear.

"Hey..."

Sheila stood up, spitting out her words in a blood-threatening mood. Of all the wounds in the body, the light ones, the small ones, are blocked. Only the severely injured areas had not yet fully healed, but they had nevertheless recovered to such an extent that they could move the body. That's beastification, I suppose.

That seems to be where the lions admit it too.

"If you're a person in line, it shouldn't be strange if you already had a battle, but it's just shuddering"

"Compliments and take"

"Yeah, I compliment you. From the bottom of my heart."

Farnelia, smiling like that, quickly erased the grin.

"But in this situation, there's nothing you can do, right?

The lion, pulling through the axe spear stabbed under his feet, showed Sheila by putting it up to show off.

"Why don't you give up and surrender?

"Surrender?"

Sheila, although she rebuffed Farnelia's words, had no idea what she was talking about.