Black Summoner

- - Heart of the Evil God/Holy Grail Divine Area (Holy Charis)

The polar flame arrow (Blaze Arrow) fired by Effil flies in a straight line to Zildra. Jildra, who sets up a gunsword with Gachari, intercepts this with a hun and nose tip. The red bullet also collided with a burning arrow, causing a severe explosion inside Jildra's workshop.

'Apparently, from that tip, you fire a mass of magic at high speed. Around responding right after I release the arrow, it doesn't take time to fire, and it's equally powerful - now all the arrows that lead to the bow add' pale flame '. Mr. Gérard, watch out for the flying fire'

"I have the Dragon Scale Exterior of the Fire Dragon King (Crimson Rogalia) that Ephil gave me! Never mind. Do everything you can!

"Yes, sir."

The flames of the Demon Bow of the Fire God (Penumbra) turn from red to ethereal, bringing all of the magic to fire. The arrow butt of the arrow held by Effil is wrapped around the concentrated ethereal and emerald magic until awesome.

"Well, the amount of magic until you get stunned. Boldness that doesn't even care about the hairs, such as self-destruction in its own flames, no, is it the only method of warfare that works for the protection of the Fire Dragon King? Funny."

"A careful analysis seems to have a lot of room!

Gérard, approaching Jildra, was already that close. The Devil's Sword Darin Slave has unleashed the magic that he has already absorbed and stored. All for this time, so much power moans that it makes you think so, and its sword tip is directed toward Jildra. But Jildra didn't even try to point a gunsword at Gerrard, she just distorted her mouth.

"Naturally. This is our workshop, ready for welcome, etc."

"- Eh!"

From behind Jildra, two huge shadows appeared in Gerrard's sight. Big. Both of them boast an uninterrupted size.

"... are there more giant soldiers who fought in Trisen"

There was a reason for the vastness of the workshop, which seemed to be in vain large. It was huge enough for Gerard to look up, to hold these and give him room to actually move. One step further, the ground sounds loud, and the second step reveals what it looks like.

An armor with a design that sticks better with a mechanical soldier than with a golem. Mannequin with four legs, with metal blue of the same colour as one or Blue Rage. It was a machine that mimicked the vulgar Centaur. The right hand is equipped with a large, fantastic spear of the tower, and the left hand is equipped with a heavy shield.

The other is a giant, but grey human form that feels skinny compared to Blu-rage. This one doesn't even have anything like a weapon. But only its right hand is greatly enlarged, with wing-like equipment attached to its back.

"These are the most advanced machines, Cyanlaine and Dezesgray, that have assembled our technology and the wisdom of different worlds, based on data from test machines, starting with Blu-rage. Gerard, it wasn't a test machine, but you took care of some of my golems in your lifetime. Thank you. Taste it."

Shortly after Jildra's words, the two machines run simultaneously. Unlike his previous steps, Cianlaine was thought to have shown four legs slightly bent. If you noticed, the centaur was in front of you. Cianlaine, while a figure, was traveling at an unstoppable speed in one leap, as well as in her eyes.

"Ugh!

Gerrard is defended with a shield when a spearmounted assault is launched. There is no time to use the physical reflexes applied to the Great Battleship Black Mirror Shield (Dread Note Riggles), but only with the power of its flesh. While severely damaging the scaffold, Gérard cuts off the first wave of attacks and Cianlaine continues to run straight past the side.

"Effil, the big bump's gone!

'I see it! More than that, the next one will come!

It was also during the restraint that prevented Cianlaine from attacking, this time more dezesgray than above. It is fairly fast while generating blue and white light particles from its back feathers, which also fly in very smooth motion. Avoid everything with minimal movement, even if the ability to fly is excessively high, or if Gerard's slaughter or pale flame arrows are released. It is similar to the flying technique shown by the Fire Dragon King, but its precise and incomparable ability does not seem to belong to an organism.

At the same time, Effil shoots an attack arrow at Cyanlaine as well. Cyanlaine pierced the glass case containing the creepy liquid installed in the workshop as she kicked and broke the garangalan, sticking out her shield and corresponding.

- Kah!

In front of Cyan Lane, a dazzling and colorful light explodes. That shield held by his golem was made of a material similar to the steel sheath that was probably housed by the knife, Nito himself. A substitute that doesn't bend over to slap and doesn't scratch a scratch to slash. But it doesn't mean it'll never break. Now the shield has been processed by Zildra, forming its present form. Fully wielding his magic to fire and enhanced by his mother Loomir's magic gem, Effil's arrow blows every shield in Cyanlaine's arms.

"Your left arm has been smashed... but you don't seem to be out of combat"

I just found out I could destroy it, but it's a medal! His arm is the same ingredient again!

Effil, who shot the arrow, was riding at this time generating a multi-headed polar pyro-hydra (meltpyro-hydra) and was forming near the ceiling. With beautiful green eyes that look at that thousand miles, to capture the movements of the battlefield, including Jildra's appearance. Includes the purpose of keeping the distance that Cyanlaine's spears would not reach, but the priority is the unexpected Zildra trend to do what. While keeping an eye on all enemies, Effil constantly passes the war situation to Gerrard in communication with his will. Through this, events occurring outside Gerrard's sight can also be shared as information.

Jildra has just left the battle to two machines so far, and she hasn't even tried to point the gunsword at Gerard or Effil. It's as if we're observing important research, just watching the battle. He just seemed to move his mouth and whine about something frequently.

"If it's an elf flame - it can also destroy - in another process -"

- Gwong.

Over Effil's head, I heard such a mechanical noise from the ceiling. Looking up at something, the ceiling of the workshop opens to the left and right as things make noise. I felt droplets sticking to my potpourri and face when I made sure the tip of the ceiling was another space.

"Is this, like, rain?

Shortly after that thought, the rain became an amount to beat hard, and at the earliest it could be anything but a scowl. The water that keeps descending like a waterfall narrows its horizons and creates a situation that is not even an inch ahead of it.

'I shouldn't...!

What sucks for Effil is that this scowl doesn't stop the flame from weakening its power. The flaming light that burns in the rain leads to the enemy not knowing where he is.

"Effil! The light coming out of the bird's wings is headed that way! Send position! Hey, now you're a human horse to me!

'Thank you......! We're destroying your shield, but we're alarmed!

Inside a workshop with poor vision, the sword trident sounds and explosions continue. Now it was a battle to change opponents, and a one-off offense was waged.

"Now it's time to fill the entire workshop... let's honestly praise each other for being with our newest aircraft. But it's not a very long time, is it, Gerrard?

Jildra's whining was scratched off by the sound of rain.