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

"No matter how many times you do it, it's the same thing."

My voice echoes in my head.

It jumps from the earlobes, thrusts through the tympanic membrane, reflects multiple indiscriminate reflections inside the skull, and continues to sound as if carving the meaning of the word into the cerebral cord. I have a headache. And nausea. I could only understand that he seemed dazzled and in the worst possible condition.

I don't know why I'm in such a state, and we all don't see eye to eye, but I can clearly recognize only that I'm extremely bad, physically and mentally.

And a voice.

"Waste, meaningless, unknown"

The voice coming down from overhead was a familiar one, but I felt a little uncomfortable. Something is different. No, everything should be different, but it sounds familiar, maybe it's more right. A demon's voice that penetrates into the heart of what you hear and is so charming and magical that it can only attract you. But what resonates and is carved into the brain is something very different from that of Azmaria.

And that uncomfortable voice also sounded familiar.

Once, the voice of the Holy Emperor heard in a visionary past.

of Saint Emperor Miendia Raegnus-Wargrain, voice.

Why does the voice of the Holy King come down from overhead?

"Why do you not realize that it is an act of meaningless abandonment of the life you have just picked up. I don't know why. Why don't you try to understand. Can't you see that my mercy is that you are still alive?

It was then that Setuna was finally able to get her upper body up by trying to peel off the face that was sticking to the ground.

Though I can't understand exactly what the voice of the Holy King is saying, which resembles Azmaria, I can only clearly see that a tremendous amount of heat is swirling around and that there is a storm of explosions and shockwaves. The clash of forces and forces, so much so that I wonder if the aftermath alone would blow me away, but fortunately, Setuna was safe.

Because they are protected.

There was Quon next door, and he was rolling out the Shield of Messiah. However, he also has an uncertain look that doesn't know what's going on.

Overhead, there was something that emitted enormous light, which was still like a small sun. He is so dazzled that his eyes are about to burn when he looks directly at him that he continues to emit a vivid and extreme light. That's divine authority. The immense and extreme divine authority continued to dissipate, and there was no doubt that it was homogeneous to the divine authority felt by the Lion Divine Emperor.

I mean, it's the power of the Holy King.

What happened?

What is happening?

I didn't even have to ask Kuon.

Setsuna understood instantly.

The blowing power was due to a number of attacks by the facades of the break-in group, and Miliu's pseudo-magic, Ragna's dragon language magic, Sheila's and Esq's onslaught, Urk's wave light cannon, and so on were unleashed towards the small sun. And those attacks were counterattacked in a way that did not reach the small sun and that the holes appeared in front of the person who attacked them, returning the attacks as they were, wondering if they had been sucked into the holes born in the space on their path.

It was like a gate of Vermillion, and while I thought about it, Setuna was stunned.

I discovered Faria scaffolding crystal bits in the air, but countless arrows were piercing her entire body. But the black lightning arrow that stood all over Faria was undoubtedly unleashed by Aurora Storm and was caused by the fact that Faria did not turn the arrow that had been struck back.

"Become -"

Setsuna immediately stood up and wanted to rush over.

But I couldn't do that.

I couldn't move as if I'd been tied to gold, and while I was doing so, there was electric light running all over Faria's body. It was a faria that wrapped countless crystals around her like armor, but she received discharge from countless arrows that stabbed her everywhere in her body, including her face, causing her to turn away.

"Ugh...... ahhh!

It was the moment when the distressed voice echoed.

All the arrows that were piercing Faria's body scattered, and blood erupted from the wound called the wound. Moreover, when the blood erupted burned instantly, Faria's figure disappeared from Setuna's sight. Speed enough that only electric light depicting a complex orbit can be a clue.

Even superdivine speeds beyond divine speeds were exceeded.

Using the power of the Demon King, Faria finally flew up into the air fast enough to be chased, randomly shooting Aurora Storm as she ran through the air at an unstoppable speed to her eyes. Let countless thunderstorms lag behind Faria and kill into the small sun. But those thunderbolt arrows were naturally sucked into the hole in space and struck Faria, but Faria was not there when the hole appeared.

At such a rate that he wondered if he was more sick than anyone else on this occasion, Faria fleshed out into a small sun. It was then that Setuna finally grasped the identity of the little sun. It's Azmaria, although the atmosphere is different. The only thing that was the same was the figure, and it was even unclear whether there was Azmaria there.

You know what, Setuna was convinced.

Azmaria became the vessel of the Holy King's power.

And that's what she was after, the demon's petition, he said.

Azmaria is part of the soul of Holy Miendia. A distant future, the goodness of the Holy Emperor who spilled to destroy the Holy Emperor who would be resurrected. No, I don't feel wrong to call that goodness, but compared to the Holy King, who wants the world to be ruined, I'd say it's stopping by goodness.

Such a demon's petition is about to be fulfilled.

I'm convinced of everything.

(Faria......)

But the question is, about Faria.

That was the question of how Faria was getting so fast and exerting so much power.

Faria did finish her final trial. Summoning Armed Aurora Storm and I share hearts and minds and trust each other. You can now fully unlock the power of the Aurora Storm, and crystal dresses are a testament to that. But even so, with so much power, it was very, but inconceivable.

Comparable to the Demon King - even though it was overstated, it was powerful enough to eat down.

That's enough to have to pay for something -.

"Same thing no matter how many times you do it. It's futile."

That's what I said.

First of all, I'm sure it's not Azmaria, it's the Holy King.

Saint Emperor Miendia Raegnus-Wargrain.

What is different from the time of the Lion God Emperor is that Azmaria lived in that dependency. It would be fair to say that the soul of the Holy King, which was lacking, was fully complemented and delivered exactly the full resurrection.

But, but.

There are still gaps in the current Holy King.

To Setsuna, I knew.

That the Holy King has not yet overrun his power.

(No, it's not)

Think of the small sun floating in its center, looking out for the infinite trajectory of thunder light carved into the void.

About five hundred years ago, the integration with the soul of Azmaria, a fragment of the soul divided from itself, has not ended.

So the Holy King doesn't move. I can't move. I can't even use a lot of power.

We have to rely on the power of the Gate of Vermillion.

That's why there's a gap in it.