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

The throne of the Divine Emperor is surrounded by silence.

It was because there was nothing in the space where only the Lion God Emperor on the Throne and Azmaria, who had been made by his great power, stood in the way of watching the two games, and because they were both focused on watching them.

Azmaria has only her torso. Because they cut my torso in two. And he was tied to nothing in the air, unable to move one thing. Before the overwhelming divine authority of the Lion God, there is no point in anything, such as the power of a monster that has only lived for more than five hundred years.

There's no way to fight it, there's no way to face it.

I use armed summons. It maximizes the power of the Gate of Vermillion. That's why I didn't want to invoke any more subpoena arms and imitate them in a way that breaks power.

Besides, even if you do that, it's pointless.

With the power of Azmaria, we cannot discuss the Lion God Emperor.

Even if you use all of Gate of Vermillion's abilities, it's just about losing before the power of the kings of the gods.

So I'm waiting.

Don't forget your purpose.

If we forget our purpose and act according to our emotions, then we will attribute all of this five-hundred-year-old battle to blisters.

That must never be all.

What are you born for, what are you living for, and what are you dying for?

Azmaria was heartfelt.

So I rather thanked and relieved the lion god emperor for starting to concentrate on watching the game.

The battlefields throughout Narunnirnol, and also the scenery outside Narunnirnol, projected by the great power of the Lion God Emperor, were all sights of intense and extreme battle.

The facades of the penetration group were mostly forced into one-on-one combat with lions, god generals. At that point, the winning eye seemed thin, but as for Azmaria, everyone, thought they didn't need to win, and worst of all, that would have been enough if Setuna alone had survived.

As long as Setuna survives and wins, there are as many reversal eyes as there are.

Because Setuna is the protector of the Demon King's Staff.

As long as he was the incarnation of destruction chosen as the demon king of a million worlds, the rest didn't matter. Trials were given to three good armed summoners as insurance, but it was unclear at that point if it would work. Setsuna is the only part of this counter-attack operation.

But more than Azmaria could imagine, the face of the penetration group worked, and everyone took victory. Some were seriously wounded dying, and some were dead and finished the fight in the same condition. All those things survived somehow now, and miracles were happening from wherever they came from.

(Miracle...)

I just hope so.

If it was that the three men who had finished their final trials in different worlds had won by bumping into lions, they still had not. The three men, Faria, Ruufa and Miliu, are each the wings of a clash with Nea Gandia's supreme warrior god general, everyone grasping a lifelong victory.

And those who fought hard with the lions.

We all won.

The remaining battlefields are two.

One is the battlefield between Ayn-Lanadies, Mayuri God and God General Narforn.

This one initially showed a battle like competing tactics, but is no longer just watching other battlefields. It's like the Azmarians.

The other is the battlefield of Setuna vs. Lion Vishtal.

This one, from the outset, had fought an extremely fierce battle, the intensity of which had grown over time, and was no longer an attack by speed that could not be followed at all by the eyes of Azmaria. And the offensive was no longer confined to the area of quarantine alone, and the damage to Narunnirnol itself had begun.

Whenever Setuna and Vishtar clashed like the Demon King, even the throne of the Divine Emperor swayed.

"The strongest and most unrivalled black spear and the hardest and most invincible white shield"

The lion god emperor stared at Setuna and Vishtal as they devoured the death fight. And the more power Setuna had gained, the more complex emotions were beginning to emerge in his expression that were neither exciting nor jealous.

I can see what the emotions are derived from.

I guess it comes from an individual named Leongand.

Leongando Ray-Gandia. It's about the man who was the source of the Lion God Emperor. No, I don't know how many Leongands personalities, memories and emotions remain in the changed being, ending up with the Lion God Emperor. Maybe when it becomes the vessel of the power of the Holy Emperor, everything is taken over and replaced and it is just imitating. I thought about that possibility, but Setsuna said she felt Leongand inside the Lion God Emperor.

And this reaction right now, how it is.

He thinks the Lion God Emperor may be Leongando Ray-Gandhia himself.

"That's a big contradiction."

The lion god emperor said, curious as to what awaits at the end of the contradiction.

The strongest spear and the hardest shield.

Demon King's wand and mirror of divine reason.

Conflicting forces.

The power of both poles.

Which wins and which survives.

Azmaria can only watch, but only one thing was certain.

Don't worry about anything.

Setsuna is here.

Then all you have to worry about is the loss.

"It's not enough."

Vishtal laughs coldly.

"Now, your assault hasn't been bruised by one of my predators."

At the heart of a shitty guardian kingdom, Vishtal's appearance in the mirror of divine reason was certainly utterly intact, and there were no signs of defeat or other fine dust. I can even feel room from how it looks. That would be so. No matter how vicious the attack is, it won't take a scratch.

I can't even shade my spare face.

"So kill, destroy and destroy me? It's just a boring joke."

When the mirror of divine reason glowed, the space around Setuna was shattered. And the running of light flowing in from different dimensions. I guess he “reflexed” Setuna's attack earlier. Reflection is just a reproduction of the name. Moreover, it was not the power of a disastrous demon, but the power of a brilliant God, with a great deal of hands.

Setsuna waved a spear. That alone shatters the running of light.

"... that's enough, that kind of thing"

"What?"

"Stir me up, provoke me, mock me... I guess that's how you were so soulful to motivate me"

Further pointing the cutting edge of the spear at Vishtal, countless pieces of magic appeared around it. It bursts at the same time and diffuses so much force that space-time vibrates violently.

"I'm done."

"Over? It must have finally just begun. Haven't you just finally understood the power of the Demon King's wand and finally been able to manipulate it? From here. It's the real deal from here."

"No, you're not."

Setuna shook her head and looked to Vishtal, who was perfectly intact among the distortions of time and space.