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

The Lion is the Apostle of the Lion God.

Its flesh is tougher and more robust than the apostles of the gods, rather than the ranked divine soldiers. It is not covered in thick steel armor, etc. It is no exaggeration to say that you are wearing a powerful armored subpoena. Even such a tough flesh was extremely capable of regeneration, and it was troublesome to restore it easily, even if it blew away some of its robust and extreme flesh.

Being a struggling opponent just fighting normally, no doubt.

But when it came to Ourariel's flesh, it was not as tough as prior information, but rather felt soft and brittle to the extent of the Divine Soldier.

Swordcaine's light blade made it easy to slit.

It is not hard to imagine that that is the result of Oulariel's reduced strength of his own flesh, in order to make effective use of his capacity for separation.

In fact, the fragile Ourariel flesh has been cleaved in thousands and blown to pieces by esc. And by doing so, O'Larriel succeeded in gaining tens of millions of identities.

The battle, which used an overwhelming majority of identities, encouraged Ourariel to grow rapidly.

It would also be an achievement to have created a variety of means of attack and to have started attacking them in a variety of ways.

Therefore Esq can say that he was exalted and in a state of excitement.

The more Oulariel the more Oulariel's combat experience accumulated, the more aggressive Oulariel's attacks became, the more delightful Esq became.

Fighting an amateur in battle is not funny and boring, even if the opponent was an enemy to be killed. But if the opponent meant growing rapidly in the fight, it was different.

Nevertheless, we could not continue the invisible battle of the winning muscle forever.

"To create a split body... you've made the strength of the flesh brittle."

Esq continues and extinguishes Oulariel's divers with a plate of light that has been made even more gigantic. If we cut it off with a blade of light, we can make it disappear without leaving any dust, and we can no longer grow.

It extinguishes without a trace just by tapping a plate of light, because of the low physical strength of the body, and it might not have worked if Ourariel hadn't fought in a way that relied on his ability to generate a body.

But in that case, it could have been a one-on-one battle with Ourariel, and it could have been settled before Ourariel grew up.

"That's right... Lord“ Sword Demon "thundering the small group of nations..."

As the multitude of identities quickly vanished, one of Ourariel's identities has raised his voice of admiration. The praise of letting go would be something you can honestly accept, without malice or hostility.

So, Esq, let's go.

While flying around the air maintaining altitude with a void cannon, he avoids flying light bullets and causes the divers who have jumped into view to disappear from one end.

A wave of light.

Eventually, when tens of thousands of identities were extinguished, a unitary identity remained at the end. He was on the ground, so he escaped his difficulties.

"Body......?

Esq glanced at Ourariel as he went down to the ground.

The rest of the hell, Ourariel, somehow took his headscarf and showed his face. The face looks much younger than Ourariel's old face, which looked like the shadow of a headscarf, and different in its very appearance. Compared to the face of an old man who was somewhere full of ideas, so full of vigour and even ambition.

"... sounds like someone else"

Nevertheless, there is no difference in face.

The difference would be age.

From old age to epic age.

I don't know why, but he's young.

"No, because it's the main body?

Esq landed, saying what he thought he would do. The rain pouring the same as it did, depressing, but it was no longer something I was used to.

"It's not like that."

Oulariel's reaction itself, rejuvenated to the voice, was no different from that of the old man until earlier. However, the power seems to be increasing.

"So what do you mean?"

"Lord Sworddemon. You must be the one who said," Grow up. "

"Normally, it's what old people wait for before they grow up."

"Originally an old body. Death is all we have to wait for."

"And you're dead."

"So, I guess."

"... I see"

Esq narrowed his eyes, understanding what O'Larriel wanted to do.

"Dead and everything reversed."

"That's what I mean"

O'Larriel put up a cane in his right hand. Decorations that draw true circles are also flashy. Canes shoot light bullets out of the tip. Ultra-fast light bullets. It fired an even greater number of light bullets when it blew Esq's right arm to show in less than a moment.

As the barrage of light filled his sight, Esq unleashed a diffuse void cannon forward, quickly picking up his right arm, experiencing severe pain. Your right hand remains squeezing Sword Kane. Alive.

What happened by a diffuse void cannon was an explosion after an explosion. But the light bullet, spared from detonation, pierces the blast light and approaches the esc.

Esq, joining his immediately blown right arm, generated Swordcaine's light blade, cleaving and disabling many of the incoming light bullets.

"Again."

The voice was heard from behind.

Dear swinging direction, while changing the light blade into a plate of light, I tried to beat it to the Lord of my voice, but Ourariel gently sent me. He jumps back a lot, takes his distance, and fires a light bullet. Light bullets for restraint. Take it with a plate of light and bounce it back.

"After all, you're not human either."

"The Swordsman."

"Not in that sense"

"... I know."

Esq ascertained the sensation of his right arm, which was back to normal, in an attempt to mock himself. The right forearm, which should have been blown away by a light bullet, is moving without any problems whatsoever. The pain disappears and there is no inconvenience whatsoever. Normally, fatal injuries should be severe.

It can be called a serious injury.

Yet the blown arms quickly joined and came back to normal.

That's not normal.

Esq himself, I never thought I could do that, but I could, so I couldn't help it. And I just have to thank you.

To the Spirit.

"Spirit...?

"My goodness. My flesh is filled with spirits I love."

Esq told O'Larriel, who read this thought, to win.

So he made his resurrection even though he was seriously wounded dying in "The Great Destruction”. So the air talker and the holly symbol became part of the flesh. So now we can use those summoning armed abilities. So some wounds also began to recover instantly.

Thanks to the spirits for everything.

I don't know why the spirits would do that.

I don't know, but to Esq, I just had to thank him.

Thanks to you, we can fight.

I can fight, fight, fight out, and repay that one.

Esq clenched Swordcaine, thanking the spirits time and again.