Black Summoner

- - Central waters

Angels continue to be released from battleships. Ever since Elpis appeared in the sky, the Angel-type monsters that had descended on the continent have been confirmed to be S-grade equivalent in strength. but these strangely armored angels dwelt in a power that was not comparable to it again. Ancient dragons in dragons, advanced demons in demons (arc demons), and the names of the three great races. The sight of a soldier of God with such mighty power emerging as a herd over the Ark can also truly be called a testament to despair. But whoever gives up so easily was not here.

"Doo-Ri, do it!

Sabato, who was given the name of a gown at the Beast King Festival, also intercepts one of them, a freely manipulated sword of love, an impending angel in collaboration with his companions, and protects his own boarded swallow.

"You're a boulder, Master Sabato!

"Neither does Agus! These guys, the local power is shitty, but there wasn't collaboration or formation! They just selfishly capture their prey and stick it in their stupid honesty! We can go with this!

Sabat and the others, once class A adventurers, were even stronger after the Beast King Festival. That too, and then Leonhardt was kicked right off the cliff, dropped boulders on the chase, and poured boiling oil on the stop, but he was trained every day.

Sabato is proud to say that he has become physically and mentally fat and accompanied the name of the gown with the strength it deserves. That's the same with my sister Sesame, and the scratch by Iron Fist was that the flying distance to blow up Sabato was no longer in previous ratios.

"Hey, Sesame! I'll array you to the economy - what, sesame? Sesame!? Damn, where did the Sesame guy go?!? Did you fall off the ship!?

"Dear Sabato, I want you to worry more about yourself than about people! I'm not used to using Heavenly Walk yet, but the way I fight this one cools me down. Huh!

"That's what I'm saying. Don't you fall, Gwen!

I was about to slip my legs and fall. Grab the root of Gynn, whoops! Agus retrieves him with the missing voice between. Apparently, being a gown delegate, they had acquired the skills of Heavenly Walk to conquer this aerial battle.

"Sabato, no, this is the right place. They're angels. They're on our side. Wow! Fighto!"

………

I felt like a peachy angel with a wild voice walked past me next to a flying swallow. Sabat and the others are blinded for a moment, whether it means good or bad. And I decided I didn't see anything.

"Whoa, that was my fault earlier! Never mind, we're gonna step on it!

"Ooh!

"Yabeth, I think I'm going to throw up in many ways..."

- Battleship Elpis.

While those who fought outside the battleship, starting with the somewhat discouraged Sabat, the so-called executive forces were also beginning their activities, breaking into the battleship Elpis in order to defeat Kromel and the Apostle and stop the functioning of this huge ark. Ange, alias "The Shell Cat," is one of them, and uses his ability and speed to run through vast battleships.

"Sort of! According to that kid, we talked about it here..."

The place Ange reached was a space furnished with huge mechanical equipment that she was unfamiliar with. An unknown object, intricately intertwined, is repeatedly exerting repetitive motions while frequently turning up machine sounds.

"... analyst, are you there?

"Whoa, have we found out yet? No, you can't beat an annual wave."

One of those machines, analyst Riordo, shows up more than its shadow. One-eyed glasses that can be called familiar to the eyes for white-dyed but tidy hair that greets the elderly. He looked no different from when he was head of the guild, keeping the figure he often saw in the guild.

"Hi, Ange. I didn't expect you here. [M] Is this some kind of edge, too?

"Oh, what do you call that? Then I guess I'll fit in, too.... you say fringe, because this is the important place, isn't that what the guild chief was protecting? In that case, it's inevitable that you'll meet me the first to come at speed, right?

"Do you call it that, too?... Yeah, I miss this exchange now too. I really enjoyed it back then. Although it was a mission, it was a meaningful job to watch the young people in charge of Pars' future grow up."

"It was fun for me too. Soon I'll be in real love, and I'm happier now though."

"Huh, Ange, since you were a receptionist, you've been a little teary. With this eye of God, I never thought you'd betray me... Now it's time to break the public discourse"

"Right."

Riordo, who slowly lifts his monocular glasses, and Ange, who sets up a dagger knife. The tingling and the air creep. At the moment of the rumbling, Ange disappeared.

- Gin!

Especially when Riordo took out a boneless long sword without such characteristics as this, the sword trident was echoing in the next moment. Sparks scatter, and the sound of blades crossing again sounds continuously without opening up between them. Still, I still don't see any shadows or shapes of Ange, and now Kunai flies more than behind Riordo.

"I see you're faithfully mastering what I taught you."

Riordo grabs the unleashed kunai with bare hands with the empty arm of the one who does not have a long sword. His expression, directed at Ange, who should not have been seen, is like his real father, who rejoices in his child's upbringing. In response to that face and words, Ange shows up in the opposite direction of Kunai's flight.

"Since you were reincarnated as an apostle, you've been trained by a guild leader for years. As a proud apprentice, you can be proud, right?

"I'm proud of you. Still seems sweet on the side."

That's what I said, Riordo showed it by pointing a finger at his own head and pointing something at it.

"... you'll do it"

Black hood cat ears, now one of Ange's trademarks. One of them is about half mutilated and falls to Ange's feet.

"If it's just speed, Ange, yours might be comparable to Kromel's. But you can't fool my eyes just because you're fast, can you? Angel, your gift, the moment of attack is defenseless, so you have to be careful when you do it."

Throwing knife with detonator, mixed with only one Ange in the knife. Stabbing the part of the token that triggered the explosion at the tip of his sword, Riordo had a long sword in his sight. The attack is completely visible.

"... Huh. With the numbers on the status, there shouldn't be that much difference. Though there are many things I'm better at."

"Aren't you too trapped in what you see? Look, assuming I live longer. Maybe that's the difference, huh?

"At the end of the day, you flushed it with a somewhat appropriate commentary. Well, I'm not even a fool to fight honestly."

"Hmm?"

The next thing Ange, who answers with a sneer, is a restraint weapon created with Kelvin, a chained sword with detonation marks. Approaching Riordo so that the chains of shimmering sandwich from left to right. Riordo flaunts this by jumping on the spot. But this wasn't the only attack approaching him.

"Is that an attack from the top? It's a dead end, but it's not a blind spot."

Iron shot released as Riordo leaped. It was a fierce foot kick by former compatriot, convict Bel Baal. Bell, who was struck unintentionally on a piece of paper, will instead smash his gaze to kill Riordo.

"CH, I avoided...!

"Well, Belle, were you with me? This combination is quite emotional -"

"Oh. It's a little early to be impressed, isn't it, Uncle?

"- Eh!"

A sweet voice that sounds more than Bell's furthermore, if done and luscious. Estoria Kranvelz, with her big bloody spear, unleashed her huge score on Riordo without paying any particular attention to the presence of a bell in the middle.