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

Poking is the power of a million demon kings of the world.

What knocks you in is the power of destruction that destroys other skies as well.

Despair takes shape, and black and disastrous light seems to thoroughly smash, blow and erase not only the vision, but the surrounding area. Time, space, dimension, even the other skies have a great influence, rewriting, altering, altering, crushing, collapsing events, so that chaos may be scattered to manifest destruction.

And then he stretched straight out and stuck it in Quong's chest.

The most powerful spear and an absolutely invincible shield.

The forces of both poles collide and the conflicting forces stir up further shock and confusion. It was so much so that the explosion of power could be chained indefinitely, the battlefield ravaged, and the end of the other sky itself extinguished.

Quon is not trying to protect himself. But you can't cut or weaken the Shield of Messiah any more than it is a vessel that seals Miendia.

Thus, there was a great clash of unprecedented proportions, so much aftermath that it went from the end of the other sky to the whole million worlds, that Setuna's hands, his arms, his body, his spirit, and his soul were pierced. So much power that even the soul will be burned out by recoil alone. The body and mind are burned up, dyed white, and anointed black. If there is destruction, there will be reflexes; if it is smashed, it will be undone; if it is restored, it will collapse.

That's exactly where the chaos was.

The manifestation of pure chaos.

In the middle of it, Setuna realized she was screaming. He raised a voice that was not a voice, his throat was ripped open, and he was screaming so much that blood reflexes burst. I didn't realize that fact because I was at the heart of a vortex of chaos. In the middle of a banquet of light and darkness, woven with desperate destruction and absolute creation.

A disastrously black, shining cut of the spear breaks through Kuon's chest. Break down the greatest and hardest shield, the Shield of Messiah, and pierce the flesh of Quon, the vessel of seal, for every soul of Miendia that dwells in it.

It is, for a moment.

But that moment was felt as long as it was forever.

And passing the back of my brain at that moment was a variety of scenarios.

Countless memories, from the encounter with Quong to today. It's a memory with Quon, a bond. I don't know what I used to know, but now I know clearly. The fact that he was helped by Quon and led by Quon to live and live everyday life. A peaceful routine with nothing wrong that I could enjoy thanks to Quon. Even so, there must have been some kind of hostility towards him because he was dazzling like the sun and he was like a shadow itself.

In short, jealousy.

A little jealousy obstinately persisted over the years, distorted by distortion and swollen like a monster, which led me to hate him in the bottom of my heart.

There couldn't have been any reason to dislike it.

Most of all, such minor problems have resolved some time ago.

It was only a short time after I summoned him to Ils-Valle.

The struggle with Quon in the Zalwarn War was so much an event that it was too much to change the way we thought about him in Setuna.

At that moment, I felt like I could be equal.

The unwavering confidence and unlimited pride in himself, which was only seen as miserable and pathetic, changed his relationship with him.

But it wasn't until then that I could have had such a decent discussion with him and since he was practically dead.

Quon was reincarnated into a lion, and yet, to the final showdown, we finally spoke for real.

We must make him disappear from the world like that.

How ironic and cruel is destiny?

However, only a few hesitations and patrols are not allowed.

With all-out power - no, on the contrary, we concentrate, condense and compress all the power that a million demon kings of the world can muster at one point, bringing about the destruction of maximum power to this day over the original silence.

Otherwise, his readiness and her determination will all be in vain.

Setuna felt the pain of pushing the black spear through her whole body and being burned by a cell called a cell in her body as she poked it into Quon's chest. Long as infinity, shorter than a moment, just a few moments. I have the illusion that I may have died many times just that time.

At that time,

"Ahhh...!

Miendia's scream echoed. If you look, Quon's face is turning into Miendia's. It may be that one end of the seal was broken and Miendia's soul represented it.

"Wow because I... say I will lose...!

"That's right. Again, you lose. You were alone after all."

So we lose.

"... let's admit it"

Miendia's hands grab the black spear pattern and squeeze it. The immense magic overflowing from the wand of the Demon King blows its thin, supple hands and wipes them away. That's not all. There was already a big hole in his chest, too, and countless cracks were running around the hole.

"I will be defeated by you. And it doesn't even become dust in the other sky like this, and it disappears. From this causal rhythm, completely. Absolutely. My being, and all the powers that make me up, everything returns to nothingness. To the first silence."

But, Miendia continued her words.

"One thing, let me tell you what to lose."

At that time, the pale, golden-emitting eyes were probably the last revelation of divinity left in Miendia.

"You are the ones who prevailed over me, but I am the one who prevailed over you. Setuna, the demon king of a million worlds."

Miendia, smiling thinly, left such a word and was consumed and extinguished by the light of coma destruction. Destruction calls for destruction, and new destruction calls for further destruction. chain of never-ending destruction. But the end also comes to that chain. If the power of great destruction is destroyed and exhausted, and even traces of destruction engraved at the ends of different skies are destroyed, nothing will remain.

Even pain.

"Oh......"

Setuna nodded, trying to visionary Miendia's, no, Quon's flesh, which disappeared without a trace at the end.

The Mirror of Divine Reason Shield of Messiah also disappeared.

The Shield of Messiah did not vanish caught in destruction. It was sent back with the death of Quong by a surgical ceremony that Quong had planted. It was scattered all over the world where it was supposed to be - a million worlds.

There is no longer anything left at the end of the other sky.

Setsuna is alone.

"Right."

Tell him quietly and descend to the ground.

At the end of the different skies, where even the prototype was no longer lost, there was a similar silence at the beginning.

There can be no quarrel or quarrel, absolute silence. She called it peace, peace. But all Setuna feels is overwhelming voidness.

I feel the power slipping out.

He ran out of power and burned out even his soul.

(Now... good for you...?

Setuna fell into the spot with a question floating around her chest with no one to answer her.

Listening to someone call.