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

"What did you see through it?

She asked, looking out for Narnoia, who is blown away by the repression up to the viciousness created by the magnetic field, striking her next hand.

Of course, we know that to that extent, instead of being a decision maker, we can't even do minor damage.

but it turns out clearly that a series of attacks is not entirely ineffective.

If we combine tactics on this axis, we may be able to get through Narnoir and inflict fatal injuries. No, you should be able to.

Yes, strongly, I saw Narnoir stop moving in the air and quickly regain his posture. I'm not the one who can handle it to the point of blowing it up.

"Hmm..."

On the verge of descending to the ground, not this way, Narnoir threw a dagger in a completely different direction, not watermarked, and advanced towards Miliu. A dagger's throw is meant to blow up a group of blade pieces that build a spell.

Again, we need to create a bigger gap in order to activate pseudo-magic.

If you look out for power and precision, you can even row down to the activation of pseudo-magic, no matter how much. But then it's more obvious than seeing fire that it means nothing.

The opponent is a god general.

We should have seen the Lion as equal or more powerful than the Lion God Emperor, and if so, we should have recognized him as an opponent that cannot be killed in a large number of attacks.

Just erasing the flesh must instantly restore it like a lion.

There must be a "nucleus”.

If it had been reborn by the power of the Lion God Emperor, a "nucleus” should have existed as a source of its vitality.

And if that's the case, if we don't destroy the "nucleus," we can't kill Narnoir, and to do so, we have to knock in extraordinary attacks of power and destroy tough, robust flesh.

(So you need magic)

Miliu's maximum power means of attack is pseudo-magic.

Setuna, Faria, and Ruufa. Many armed summoners rely on the summoning force itself for their maximum means of attack. That is the correct presence of the armed summoner, and Miliu is glad to say he is peculiar.

Pseudo-magic is not Loversoul's ability. It is a technique that applies the abilities of Loversoul and can be called a means of attack that no one but Miliu can imitate.

As for Loversoul, I may not be able to forbid some dissatisfaction, but I have no choice but to do all that.

In terms of pure destructive power, there is no comparison between Loversoul's abilities and pseudo-magic.

The destructive power of pseudo-magic stands out even when compared to other subpoenaed armies.

There was also an aspect where Miliu couldn't help but fall over pseudo-magic.

But.

Miliu saw Nalnoia suddenly jump in an unexpected direction as she burst into it and flew all the way. To set up a chase. By using and accelerating the magnetic field, rather than just leaping, we reach Narnoir.

Then, because Narnoir was stationary in the air and turned this way, Miliu immediately deployed a magnetic field.

Narnoir blows up without any foretaste and clashes to the ground. The dust rises and the dagger flies in. Now I thought it was a throw aimed at Milu - and when Milu jumped down and dodged, he crashed into a group of blade pieces that were being assembled on that straight line.

Whatever the situation, Miliu gave an indescribable look after Nalnoia's hard work, which was good enough not to allow only the activation of pseudo-magic.

I tried to approach Narnoir with the landing, but there was something flashing behind my brain, and I jumped away. Then, a sword flash ran through the void, which cut through the space where Miliu stood, so I felt like my spine was freezing. Narnoir's slaughter, carried out from the middle of the standing dust, would be due to a long sword. Whether the range of attack, which is far wider than the fullness of the Long Sword, is because it is divinely prestigious.

Two more times, the slaughter ran.

Then the dust blew up and Narnoir's appearance could be clearly ascertained.

"I see, is that what you mean? Understood, Miliu-Levaire."

Narnoir has told me, throwing a dagger towards the rear.

"That's the squad member of Gandhia's strongest unit, The Lion's Tail. I feel like I caught a glimpse of one end of the battle. All I can say is that it's great."

"Really? But not yet. I still can't satisfy Setsuna with something like this."

"Even so. Neither am I."

"I'm not going to satisfy you."

Tell him and raise his right hand toward Narnoir. Naturally, it is only the pattern of the Loversoul that is in the hand, and it takes the form of showing off the original. Normally, it doesn't make sense to show off a machete that doesn't exist, but this is a summoning weapon.

It was no exaggeration that Miliu was squeezing when it came to Laversoul's body, the device for manipulating and controlling its fragments.

Miliu instructed the blade fragments to target the attack.

The next moment, in all directions, the blade pieces scattered everywhere on this battlefield, arrived in Narnoia. Along the way, the blade pieces form a group of blade pieces, bonded even more strongly to form a small blade.

It's all a flash.

The blade pieces have been bounced off by a magnetic field, accelerated and instantly reached to Narnoir. It was on the brink of Narnoir that the small blade was formed.

There wasn't much room for Narnoir to move into evasive action, and, more than the ex, he didn't seem to intend to.

Only the number of blades that arrived ran a sword flash around Narnoir. It's like a storm of slaughter. A bunch of slaughters that are so awesome that the sword wind alone is going to blow them away, all of which capture the blade precisely. The blade splashes and splashes back to the original blade piece.

"Something like this -"

"Well, it won't work."

Miliu built a magnetic field with an untouched look at the sight he knew. With mighty repulsion, he bounces Narnoir over the sky and blows it further to the left. Narnoir resisted. It was impossible to move Narnoir in the air, even if it reinforced its repulsion.

"But it is brilliant. By spreading blade pieces throughout this Sword God, you will rule the battlefield itself and gain the lead, if you are a co-opponent, you will end up with no hands or feet."

From Narnoir's words of praise, it seemed as if his heart would be conveyed. From the bottom of my heart, I compliment you. At the same time, I'm not hiding my jealousy for the Milius.

Hundred battle smells.

It can be said that of the three Royal SS, only The Lion's Tail was allowed to speak. "Lion Claws" or "Lion Fangs" are not weak. Only the King's direct SS, the troops chosen from the elite among the elites, were all robust and powerful compared to other countries.

Captains, executives, and squadrons were all encouraged to train day and night with the awareness that everyone had a strong will and was a member of the SS.

Yet it is no match for The Lion's Tail.

That was not an exaggeration when it came to the fate of "Lion's Claw" or "Lion's Fang".