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

Strange screams that drive the hearing crazy rocked the huge labyrinth itself like a library so hard that the screams became intense sonic waves and shockwaves. Numerous books fall from countless bookcases shaken hard, as if it were the rain of books.

Ragna activated dragon language magic as she jumped away, pulling toward Twa and Elina. Deploy defensive barriers and distance yourself from Arshlauna.

You can't come any closer to the detour than you can see where the scream emanates from a lion like a bubbling meat mass and you don't even know what that scream means.

"My ear hurts"

"Me too."

"Really?

The only thing that flattened me when I heard Arshlauna scream was Twa. Whether or not the reaction of even Ragna to the abnormal sound of her face is so resistant has anything to do with her being a god.

But now was not the time to think about Twa.

Because on the other side of the book, which continues to fall to the floor, there was a change in the figure of the lion. The bubbling meat mass swells and changes shape.

"Look, Ragna!

"I'll see. He's going to transform."

"Arshlauna is not a battle lion."

"I mean, I'm trying to be a fighter."

"Yeah."

"If so!"

Ragna yelled without watermark. A sharp roar becomes a surgical ritual and instant magic is activated. Dragon language magic. Only the Dragon King and his family can handle it. That was an extremely powerful means of attack, given the time difference to activation. Regardless, it can also be a means of defense.

Moment after moment, a spear of emerald light surrounded Arshlauna during the transformation. A number of blinking spears of light pierce the meat mass simultaneously shortly afterwards. When it bursts further, it blows up the bulk of the meat mass that was beginning to expand and deform. White pieces of meat splash through the library, but that didn't end the lion.

The rest of the meat mass was starting to regenerate rapidly, and Ragna could roar again. Now he shot out the emerald light as a running stream and wrapped it around a vortex to envelop Arshlauna. Tear off the regenerating meat chunks, burn them out, burn them out and wipe them out.

"The Lion, like the Apostle, Unless we destroy the nukes, we will not perish."

"I know. But no."

"Nucleus, I don't see any."

It was like Elina staring in Ragna's arms.

No matter how much I thought of Arshlauna and destroyed the meat chunks, I couldn't find anything that looked like "nuclear”. It is precisely this that there is no shadow or form, and therefore neither can the dragon language magic of Ragna, which is exerting its mighty power, be a decisive hit. A meat mass the size of a cobbler can't stop it from capturing scattered meat masses and regenerating them rapidly.

Again, I tapped into dragon language magic, but the results were the same. Even though the rain of emerald light crushed the meat mass of Arshlauna, it did not appear to have damaged the "nucleus", only accelerating the rate of regeneration of Arshlauna.

In that case, Ragna will also have to stop the attack.

All we have to do is look at the lions, surrounded by countless books piled up like mountains and undergoing transformation.

"Twa, do you know anything about this?

"Before Arshlauna was reincarnated into a lion, he seemed to be a man named Graham"

"Ho."

"Yeah."

Twa nodded, silencing himself. The girl held by Ragna's left arm looks straight at this one. Too pure a knife blinks like the sun.

"Mm-hmm? Is that all?

"Yeah. Nothing more, I don't know"

"What, let me hope. I think it's a good place."

"I'm sorry."

"Oh, I have nothing to apologize for, Twa"

"Well, yeah. It's not bad."

Ragna said, feeling slightly worse than Twa.

"I'm sorry I expected you to be meaningless."

While that was happening, Arshlauna's transformation was over.

Transformation from foaming creepy chunks of meat to what is also called a human attitude. The whiteness of the flesh remains unchanged, but the sense of alienation is faded, even if only to say that the five bodies are firmly present and standing on two legs. More importantly, he was transformed into a human being.

Still, if you try it from the genus Dragon, it can't be said to be alien, but for Ragna, there was no more familiar presence than man. Maybe I've seen more about humans than dragons.

Most importantly, Arshlauna's appearance was difficult to describe as a human being itself. He is more a divine man than a human being, and closer to an apostle than a divine man. I guess it's natural because I'm a lion. Wrapped around a flesh covered in white outer skin was a pure white armor, which coincided with the appearance characteristics of the lion.

Perhaps it should be said that the lion Arshlauna has finally revealed himself.

As a human being, I suppose it's a good face, but to Ragna, it was information that I didn't care about because I wasn't interested. Perhaps it resembles a human figure named Graham before his reincarnation, but Ragna's memory did not have the face of such a person.

You can say that the only thing you need to remember is Setuna's face. Nor is that necessarily important. It's the soul that counts.

If you remember the colour of your soul, even the shape of your soul, if you don't forget, no matter how many years pass and your figure changes, you will never see it wrong.

No matter how many times you are reborn.

Then Arshlauna opened her mouth.

"Wow."

"Wah?"

I stumbled on it because it sounded meaningful.

"Wow, what's the name of the sign, Arshlauna?"

"What?

Ragna was decent. Elina and Twa both looked at each other, but they both looked strange. That would be the case, too. I thought I'd opened my mouth and had a tone that didn't seem like we could have a decent conversation.

But there was a clear hostility in both eyes, and Ragna was not alarmed.

"Let it be a lion, and here it shall be kept between the hundreds of senses."

Sooner or later, the lion has raised his sword. A foreign sword painted white with everything. The scaffolding shook, wondering if the body glowed.

Ragna wondered if the floor beneath her feet would collapse, and when she flew away from the spot in an aggressive fashion, though stationary in the air, it wasn't like that. What swayed was this labyrinth-like library itself, a bookcase, like countless books.

When a bunch of books descended on the perimeter emerge suddenly, trying to ignore gravity, they surround the perimeter of the ragna.

"Ragna, the book!

"I know!

It doesn't have to be said, but it's huge to find out that Elina is taking a good look around. She is a fierce man who has treaded incredibly many places from her age and dived through the dead line. More than anything else, it would be proof that we can continue to remain calm even in this situation.

That's what Elina is helping me with.

There is no way to lose.

Ragna, looking over her head, soared and broke through the book's siege net.

Under his eyes, countless books had been opened that had been broken through the siege net, and various weapons had popped out of the inside of the book. And there were swords, and spears, and axes, and hammers, and canes, and arrows.

"I see."

Ragna recognized that as well as being good at it, Arshlauna was a difficult opponent to fight.