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

Transformation of Weselnil.

That appearance, which was very different than before, which gave the impression that his whole body was a whitened human being, was also as if he were going to show again that he was a genuine monster.

The original gigantic body had grown round and the hair was stretched out to cover the entire body. Armor deforms into distortion after integration with the flesh, giving the more vicious impression of mystery. It is not hard to imagine that it is precisely what it should also be called a alien monster, and that is the form in which Wezelnil has demonstrated his full power.

I guess the rays that shine behind you are just like the light backs that the gods bear.

In other words, shouldn't he now be seen as having equal power to God?

Most of all.

(What I knew from the beginning, such as having the same power as God. Where things have changed, there is no change in the way we fight)

Rem, as he shouted in his chest, speared overhead. I can't hold my hair for a while and shoot out a "ray of destruction”. It reaches Weselnil as a frantic stream of light ravages the atmosphere. But the "rays of destruction" flew across the sky without hitting Weselnil directly.

Wezelnil's figure is scratching out.

"The True Sacred Body," we say.

The voice was heard from behind.

"I'm talking about this."

Dear turning around, even if I swung through the spear with all my might, it was taken at the back of Wezelnil's hand. No matter, it's not a tip. The patterned part. Otherwise, no matter how transformed, there's no way Weselnil's hands are safe.

It's a black spear, albeit a reproduction. You can't take that slaughter lightly.

"What the hell is that?

Rem asked, emitting a “ray of destruction" without watermark. As soon as the blackening, disastrous tip seemed to have swelled white, Wezelnil's figure dissolved in the void and disappeared, and the running of light, released from the tip, just flew straight away, ending.

"The greatest power the lions have been given to carry out their mission, that's this"

"In other words, when I became a“ true sacrament, "he said," I can be killed. "That's what you're trying to say."

"No, no, no."

Weselnil laughs bitterly.

"I thought you said so. I said I'd seal you off. You can't just scratch it. You stay here. Between these illusions."

"I'm sorry for that."

Rem looked around and checked Wezelnil with his naked eye. In the silver world on one side, Weselnil's white figure seems hard to look for at first sight, but its immensity and foreign sense can be seen with him only at first sight. I guess you're not going to hide. Weselnil could see room.

"I must go under your master as soon as possible."

"That's why I'm not letting you do it."

"You're mean."

"Enemy."

"Yeah, totally, that's right"

Neither did Weselnil benefit from a coordinated attack by Lem and the Reapers. If the flash of black spear cut off the sky, the rotating spear pierced the earth and the great axe only collapsed the ground. Neither the light bullets produced by the double blades, nor the giant arms of the cane, nor the wings of the armor, nor the Weselnil, which became the “true sacred body”, shall be plundered.

Even if you think you captured Weselnil, in fact, that's not true at all.

If that situation continues, then that's just Rem about to lose his cool, too.

"Are you going to seal it just to keep avoiding it"

"That's good too... just fine. Then you'll be tired, each other."

"No, not at all"

"Ha, not honest, lady."

"I'm not even old enough to be called a lady."

"Really? I don't care."

Whenever we lose sight of Weselnil, we fly, and although we wage a onslaught from all around us with the "Reapers," there was no change in how the lions afforded, and naturally they send all the attacks, ending in jail - such an offense continues.

Maybe it's not even like an attack.

The attack on the Lem side has not worked for Wesernil since it became a "true sacrament”.

Instead of hitting it directly, it doesn't even plunder.

The attack rubs through as if there is no entity there. I'm pretty sure I'm right in front of you. And when you realize it, you're in a completely different place, and you look at this one, and you're relaxing.

Shooting “sabotage rays” in there didn't make sense.

He's just moving elsewhere again.

No, you're even moving, or not.

Weselnil didn't even show signs of movement.

"You're already in my surgery."

Rem, silently, was slashing him when Weselnil came to tell him chilly.

But the swinging spear naturally cut the sky, and the snow raised by the wind pressure dyed his sight white. That's just a flash of events. Once that moment is over, again, it's just about getting to grips with the onslaught. There is no need to lend ears to Weselnil's paranoia, etc. Whatever you do, grab Wezelnil's real image and tap into the attack.

That way, as soon as possible, we have to get out of this void filled space.

Return to Setuna, as soon as you can for a second.

Yes, I thought so.

So, it shouldn't be, but Rem realized, uh, there was something ahead.

(Is that...?

During illusion, it was a silver world on one side.

There's a blue sky everywhere that I don't see one cloud overhead, and just like that sky, there's a snowfield going on. Snowfields to the end of the horizon. That is the hallmark of an area called between this illusion, and there should have been nothing else.

And yet, now, there was a tent standing in Rem's sight.

(When did you get that stuff?

Not that I haven't noticed it so far. That's not possible. Though the white tent, there was no such thing as not realizing the foreign bodies that existed in a world with only this snowfield.

In other words, it just suddenly appeared.

What does that mean?

(Wezelnil-like technique...... let's see)

Weselnil himself said so.

He said he was in surgery.

In other words, the tent that Rem was about to approach now was a fiction created by Weselnil and must have been a fantasy.

And I guess it's also a trap.

Rem stopped and looked around. Soon, I realize there was enough snow to bury me to my knees. This would also be a fiction. That is exactly what is happening during surgery, and Rem seemed to be stepping into the fantasy world that Weselnil creates, unknowingly.

So I guess I don't see Weselnil anywhere.

I can't even feel the signs.

There can be no such thing as not being able to feel so present.

(intraoperative……)

Second, I realize.

The “Reapers” are even gone, as are the spears that should have been in their hands.

Soon, one Rem stood in front of a snowfield tent.

(I see)

I guess this is what Weselnil said about the blockade.

Let's keep Rem in the middle of this fiction and fantasy.

Rem can't be killed.

Rem can't be destroyed.

Because Setuna is the source of life.

Then you can seal it in one place until Setuna dies.

Weselnil's conclusion is extremely sensible.