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

Two giant swords cross obliquely, severing Miliu's flesh into four pieces.

The pain was unimaginable, first and foremost, because it was a slaughter with immense divine authority. But there was no erosion of the flesh by divine authority, nothing like whitening and transforming. Thanks to the blessings and doings of the Demon King, or not.

Anyway, in the pain of vanishing consciousness, still, Miliu was laughing.

Shortly after the flesh was broken into four parts.

The immense sword's body suddenly exploded. To Narnoia, I would not have instantly understood what had happened. That was too abrupt.

Then, what happened to my hair was a chain of explosions. When the explosion, after the explosion, occurred in the entire vicinity of the four meat masses, the milieu, which turned into four meat masses, it continued to chain as if it did not know that it would end. What is exploding and scattering? It's a sword. Numerous flying swords behind Narnoir's light back. Miliu's blood, attached to each of them, bursts just as it blew the full body of a giant sword, causing an explosion and flying blood.

When the splashed blood adheres to another sword, it instantly explodes and it's something more splashy, so the chain of explosion crushes cannot fit.

It is also due to the chain of explosions that the two giant swords quickly disappeared without a trace. Flying blood from each explosion blew the giant sword without shadow or shape.

And finally, when blood adhered to Narnoia herself, a chain of explosions struck that alien body.

A chain of explosions that never ends until the blood is completely extinguished just shakes between the sword gods, constantly blasting flashes and explosions.

It's not the blood itself that's exploding. The iron in the blood forms a spell, it becomes a surgical ceremony, and it activates pseudo-magic.

This means that Miliu, by the ability of Laversoul, controlled even the iron that made up the flesh from the mistletoe, constructed the spell and made up the surgical ceremony to show it.

It was the greatest and most heinous procedure in the final stages of activating it in exchange for her life, and it produced the results she had assumed.

The explosion in the chain stopped because the blood that triggered it was completely extinguished in a series of awesome explosions, when neither the giant sword nor the flying sword remained, and the very time between the sword gods had been destroyed and exhausted by no complete skin.

It goes without saying that the Sword God was originally in a devastating state, but by doing so, the power of the pseudo-magic Blood of Love Heart is out of digits.

It's a wonderful name for me.

Miliu looked around, praising himself for the name he improvised on pseudo-magic.

The constant chain of explosions, the Great Blast, after the Blast, had turned it into a wilderness that was no longer nothing between the Swordgods. Nothing like a space that was supposed to mimic the Lion Royal Palace. The walls, floors, ceilings, everything has been thoroughly destroyed and wiped out.

If you look around in such a blast, what you see is a fraction of Narnoir's flesh left behind.

Only the top from the chest was on the ground of peeling.

The fact that it has not regenerated makes me confident that it has succeeded in destroying the "nucleus”.

Miliu walked over to Narnoia because he recognized it that way. I didn't think Narnoir was aiming for an unintentional hit, delaying playback, etc.

I don't think he can fight like that at all.

"Brilliant. Lord Miliu."

It was from Narnoia that I spoke to you first. He was returning to his first appearance, when he could no longer regenerate, but rather was left with only a portion of his upper body that slowly began to collapse. In other words, he is close to a human being, and thus his expression can be clearly seen.

From the look of even some lucidity, the animosity towards Miliu and the willingness to kill had disappeared and could be lost.

"Can you tell me the last time?

"What?

"Why have you prevailed over me? That's why."

"... right"

Miliu felt some sympathy for Narnoia.

Maybe because I am aware of the little time left to me.

However, the sympathy is not for his condition. It is sympathy and empathy that we do not know exactly why we are going to perish right now.

Milu herself knows why she dies. Because Narnoir killed me. It is thanks to the ability of Loversoul that we are now able to pretend to be alive in such a painful way that, at the moment of exhaustion, our lives are also exhausted. Flesh ends with lumps of flesh and unspeakable carcasses.

Because I know and understand why, I can also be convinced.

Meanwhile, Narnoir, please.

Why, I don't know how I lost, and I'm not convinced to perish.

"If you dare, chivalrous spirit... I wonder"

"Chivalry?

Narnoir looked surprised. It's like you don't understand.

Miliu went on without worrying about his emotions.

"Yep. That was your weakness"

"Hmm..."

Narnoir slowly unravels the eyebrow root he was pulling over. The collapse had progressed to the neck.

"I thought it was a long way from being jealous..."

"That's why there won't be"

Miliu, somewhat frightened, went.

"There is no better knight than you who served the Sovereign till the end, and died, trying to be the sword of the Lord. Probably."

The last thing I added small was out of an unbelievable embarrassment.

However, it was an unquestionable fact that he was the kind of person who embodied the chivalry spirit and, even when reborn with the Divine General, was governed by its spirituality.

He was defeated when he fought squarely against Miliu and tried to crush him directly from the front.

No, I ended up sharing the pain, I suppose.

"Phew..."

"What's wrong with you?"

"Sometimes it's rare for you... to praise a man other than Lord Setsuna... until I thought so"

Narnoia's head had almost collapsed, leaving her mouth open. Why did the mouth remain at the end? Must be because it took him to utter the word.

And, to put it all out, it even vanished to the mouth.

"Right. I really am."

I can't stop my consciousness from fading.

Spill of power. Loss of power.

Spill of life. Loss of life.

We are trying to exceed the time limit given.

"Weird...... wa-"

The blurred vision shook. Are you no longer able to stand, or will the joining of the flesh be broken and split apart?

Either way, we have to accept the fact that the fire of life is about to go out.

I don't like it.

Miliu thought so from the bottom of his heart.

At the very least, I wanted to welcome you in the arms of one of my loved ones at the end.

(Setsuna... I want to see you...)

Something appeared in front of me as the ground approached me.

(Setuna!?

Miliu was so surprised that her heart popped out that she raised a tremendous volume of voice in her chest because she saw a brunette boy in her blurred vision, and because the boy hugged her body.

There is only one person in this world, such as the one who treats Miliu so dearly.

Then the consciousness became clear as soon as possible. After my body is somewhat lighter, the pain that was causing my whole body can disappear and be lost.

Oh, he's dead.

And she thought.

He must have died and been freed from all the suffering in this world.

That's why my body and mind are lighter.