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

Destruction after destruction.

Wind pressure to awesome causes destruction, destruction creates wind pressure, wind pressure causes destruction. chain of constant destruction. Destroy, destroy, destroy. The blowing storm just ravages Nardolas' gigantic body and thoroughly damages, destroys, smashes and destroys its entire body.

We've tapped into all the power that Ruufa can unleash today. It drew all wings to the limits of the wind power they could produce. And the chain of destruction created by it swells with explosive momentum, even as the opponent wields ferocity, becomes violent and blows away, swallowing everything that exists around him, regardless of whether he would be a god general.

"This is..."

Nardolas' voice was clearly heard in the storm of destruction. A tremendous storm destroys even the sound of the surrounding sound and does not allow it to reach Ruufa's ears. But only Nardolas' voice can be heard clearly, word for word.

"Is this all you've got?"

Somewhere unfortunate and unexpected, Ruufa continued to infuse herself with all-out strength, remembering her unpleasant anger. Nardolas' body continues to be destroyed. The chain of destruction, which also exceeds the overwhelming rate of restoration that the Divine General boasts, had already shattered both arms and legs, and all that remained was the head and torso.

This means that the "nucleus” is in either the head or the torso, and if we can destroy that “nucleus”, this battle will be over.

When I thought so, a bad feeling passed behind Ruufa's brain.

Nardolas' head was still there and his voice was clearly heard. There is only one conclusion that that fact draws.

"Weak. Warm. sweet. With this degree of power, it is impossible to destroy me, etc."

Nardolas said. Then what do you think? Ruufa couldn't help but notice that his arms and legs, which should have been smashed, had instantly regenerated.

"... at least it's a pity. Shouldn't we show you the true power?"

As Nardolas' voice echoed, the bright body, which should have been called its full-blown creation, quickly returned to normal, emitted a brilliant light from his entire body.

Ruufa used the wind pressure of destruction to move when he instantly stopped the hand of the attack. As he flew away from Nardras by his all-powerful evasive actions, the light of divine authority turned against him like a storm, ravaging the perimeter of Nardras. A divinely destructive storm of light.

If I had stopped on that spot to continue the attack, I would have definitely been involved and mortally wounded.

The decision was right.

But its correctness also leads to a sense of flattery.

(Didn't work...?)

Ruufa was beaten and teeth bitten by the fact that the attack of the whole body spirit meant nothing to Nardolas. As it stands, it was the biggest possible attack. That ended in vain. For a moment, the psychological impact was extremely great just because he thought it worked, and he had no choice but to see Nardolas' transformation in remorse.

Transformation.

Yes, a transformation.

At the heart of the blowing divine prestige, Nardolas' giant body was even more immense. And it didn't just get huge. Until earlier, he did not look so far from the human age, but this transformation made him look very different from human beings. Exactly a monster and deserves to be called a monster.

The alien body consists of long, thick arms and feet, thick and tight armoured torso. I didn't have a head. Instead of what, there was an alien lion face decoration on the chest, which was also on both shoulder and left and right knees. I guess the reason they seemed as if they were alive was because they were moving subtly.

The Divine Axe Gandzeia was also huge, in a more vicious form.

Behind him was a golden flame, which was still like a lion's hyena.

"This is my true power, my true sacrament."

Nardolas' frankly sounding voice was the decoration of the lion's head on his chest, emanating from his mouth, and Ruufa was attacked by an indescribable sensation.

"... have you also abandoned being one person at last?"

The alien monster in front of you is the end of Algazard. of my father. The intricate emotions swirling in Ruufa's chest were like storms, nails devouring in his clenched fists. I didn't want to admit that was Algazard.

Who wants to acknowledge such things as living as a human being to the very end and standing in the way of a dead father as a human being becoming a monster?

"Where is it necessary to restrain one's figure, human form?"

That's what's been happening, right shoulder mouth.

"All for His Majesty's sake. Your Majesty's dream."

Then left shoulder mouth.

"Do everything for it, dedicate everything, do everything"

If the mouth of your right foot speaks the word,

"That's what the Balghazar family does."

The mouth of my left foot has also told me strictly.

It turns out that Nardolas' “true sacrament” has five lion faces, each of whose five mouths is capable of uttering words.

And that means,

(Is the Voice of God the same?

For, I have to say, it's a hell of a strong enemy, but in the first place, it may not make a big difference because it was an unparalleled one at the point of normal Nardolas.

The god general is far stronger than his fellow gods.

That's an unquestionable fact.

I wonder if the true value of such a divine general will be demonstrated by the “true sacrament," for example, whether Ruufa can fight as well as before.

"I didn't forget, my child."

The storm of divine authority's light subsides with Nardolas' voice.

Ruufa, just looking at Nardolas, didn't want anything.

The Barghazar family is a prestigious family of martial arts in Gandia. Numerous knights have been produced and many have risen to the ranks of generals. Just as Algazard was. I played the Balghazar family and didn't have many voices to call them the building beams of the martial arts. Martial arts in Gandhia refer to the Balghazar family.

More loyal to the royal family than he was born in the Barghazar family, it was only natural that he risked his life because of his master and because of Gandia.

That's all I was taught.

When I realized it, I understood it.

Live only for it, die only for it.

That was the human life of the Balghazar family, and there was no other way.

Ruufa, too, wanted to live and die that way.

But I couldn't be a knight.

I wasn't talented.

No matter how hard you try, you can't be a knight. I don't go like my brother. Like my father, I can't be.

Even though you're from the Barghazar family.

I just want to do all the human life in the Barghazar family.

I can't even be satisfied with that.

So I learned the art of armed summons.

I learned the art of armed summons and gained strength.

Even if that were to leave the journey shown to the people of the Barghazar family, I did not mind.

I wanted power.

Even if he could not be a knight, he wanted the strength to serve the Gandhian royal family as he was born in the Barghazar family.