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

The fact that the realm named between illusions was isolated from the outside world and there was nothing we could do about not killing the lion Weselnil was obvious without having to ask him out.

And I presume that the spatial transfer that took place shortly after the Narunnirnol penetration was due to the will of the Nea Gandia side, creating a situation where the penetration group was broken up and each might be destroyed. It would be highly unlikely that that presumption would be wrong.

Only Rem is imprisoned between illusions and things like that, which is not very hard to think about.

We should have started Setuna and thought that Faria and everyone in the Ruufa break-in group were in the same situation.

It is for this reason that Rem proclaimed to Weselnil the Lion the best of openings, the Crusade.

We're attacking at the same time.

In the midst of a snowfield that reflects the light of the day falling from overhead and gleaming with blindness, Wezelnil's giant body also gleams white as if it were to blend into the silver world on one side. The body body that would be twice as good as Rem shows the fact that he's not human, but that didn't matter.

The important thing is that they are enemies to be killed and lions.

Lion.

It is about the Apostle with the Lion Divine Emperor as the Lord, and perhaps it should be called the SS in Nea Gandia. Compared to the treatment of the apostles of other gods, it is obvious. More importantly, he had the authority to lead Nair Gandia's army.

If you look at where the other gods are only treated to a strong soldier degree, you'll see how heavily lions are used.

That also indicates that the lion is very strong.

In the first place, the power of the Lion God emperor is the source of life, so it may be natural when it comes to nature. The king of the gods, the king of the lions, the king of the gods, his patronage and gracious existence cannot be weak.

That's what Rem himself knows best.

You and I fought once.

Weselnil was impatient when Rem summoned “Reaper” as he packed his time. Wezelnil's giant body kicks the ground and packs the distance from Rem. The time between the lids ceased to be a moment, and silver danced.

"I miss you so much."

"I'll tell you one thing."

Weselnil looked at the lem and went, beating the “Reaper” with his flashing fist.

"I'm not what I was."

"Really?"

Rem took the Lion's fist and showed it with a large sickle removed from the shadow from Mizumi as he saw the "Reaper" disappear without a trace with a blow from Wezelnil's fist. A tremendous clash sounds with the shock, and the wind pressure causes snow to rise.

"But it was also my dialogue"

It was Weselnil, who had continued to beat him with the other fist, but by swirling the pattern of the Great Sickle he paid off that fist to show it off, and as he swung the sickle further and tried to beat the lion, he flew off the scene to show it. The wind pressure created by the Great Sickle also raises snow into the air.

It is fantastic to see a lot of snow gleaming in the sun.

But having such a fantastic battle with an opponent like Weselnil was an extreme dissatisfaction as a lem.

"No matter how strong you get, it doesn't matter."

"You're strong."

Weselnil has stared at this one with a bitter smile as he stood up to the snowfields. Boasting enough lengths to double the rem, the giant uses its whitened flesh itself as a weapon. Experience with Weselnil shows that he will be a great proximity fighter. Except that's not all he's capable of.

It has the ability to create a virtual image and mislead it.

It will be a full-scale battle once you start using it.

I mean, the status quo, it's just a small hand check.

"But that's it."

Fist up, he says.

"That's what it means to have me here."

"Thank you very much."

And Rem called the Reapers. “Reapers" of the five bodies, not united. “Reapers” from the third to the land, each had a different score, and were arranged around the Lem. The third is a battle wheel, the reference is a long stick, the wang is a double-edged spear, the fifth is a two-dagger pair of short knives, and the land is a giant fist.

It's none of my business.

"That's not how this works."

"If I don't shoot you, I won't get out of here."

"That's what happened"

"You don't have to understand that."

Sooner or later, Rem commanded the Reapers.

As the Trumpet throws the wheel of battle, the Reapers move. When the quickest Wu fleshed to Weselnil as soon as possible, he serially slashed it with a dark dagger, but the lion showed it by implanting his fist in the belly of the "Reaper", faster than the cutting-edge of the dagger arrived.

As the illusion of the V collapses, the onslaught of the Reapers will not stop.

If the reference symbol, which was approaching the lion from behind the V, pokes the long stick, the double-edged spear of the wang, which was attacked by Weselnil, flashes as it jumps over its head, and the two battle wheels draw a large arc and kill the lion to pinch it. The giant body of the Land was under such circumstances that it appeared behind the lion.

"Ha."

Weselnil looked like he laughed.

When he shook his fist up vigorously, that alone blew up and collapsed the body of the reference and wanton, and his legs, which continued to wield momentum, bounced off the battle wheel. In addition, Weselnil has dealt with and showed it without using his abilities, even against a sudden assault from behind. In other words, he took the blow from both fists of the Land with his body and just knocked him behind his fist as a counterattack to destroy the Land.

All that remained were the symbols and the lems, but at that time, the lems were approaching Weselnil's head. I don't even think that the Reapers are the only ones who can overwhelm me. It's just a shame.

Lem himself strikes from the air as he distracts the attention of his enemies by approaching Weselnil from the ground.

"Not bad..."

Weselnil glanced at this one.

The Great Sickle swung down with the jumping momentum intact, as it was something that was pinched with two fingers and stopped being microscopic. And in the meantime, approaching Wezelnil, the symbol was blown with the toenails of the legs stretched out by the lion to throw out, causing the illusion to collapse.

"A little too sweet for me."

Wezelnil shook his fist up towards Rem, who kept his sickle clenched.

Then, as the wind pressure swirled and a small, but fierce, tornado arose, Rem instantly kicked the sickle pattern and flew away from the scene. A vortex of wind pressure swallows, ravages and shatters the sickle.

It's not just a fist fight.

No matter how powerful and fast a fistfight is, wind pressure alone can't produce a tornado.

You should think that a fistfight with divine authority is producing a vortex of power.

I mean, that's Weselnil's basic means of attack.

Wouldn't a strike interwoven with divine authority accommodate not only close range, but also medium range, even long range?

While narrowing his eyes to the sharp pain that arose on his cheek, Rem thought that Wezelnil's perception had to be revamped.