Summoner of Miracles

“Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo--”

The sound of wings swinging up and down the bipedal dragon sparkled a rhythmic echo over the whole of Orleans, seemingly sparking a gust of wind.

Hundreds of Aarons surrounded the castle squares in groups, shouting a suppressed roar, as if ready to rush down and bite the prey, with a deadly fierce light flashing in their eyes.

At this moment, however, these bipedal dragons are unusual and rush up without seeing their prey, but only surround the French forces that are preparing to rush into the castle below.

Because now, they are not a bunch of dragons without a leader, they do indeed have a master who is commanding them and manipulating them.

“Huh...”

Some evil laughter comes from the back of a two-legged dragon.

Voices were made by a girl under the age of twenty.

The girl was dressed like a goddess, with armor on her wrist and abdomen, and an iron headband on her head with a flag in her hand, making the flag fly with the wind, looking like a brilliant female collar.

However, whether it is a clerical costume, refined armor, headband or flag, it is all a pitch-black colour, tied behind one's back, looks like short hair, only one long braid dripping down the colour is ominous miserable white, giving a sense of infiltration.

As for the flag in the girl's hand, the same ominous dragon pattern.

It's pitch black.

Cloudy.

Bad white.

Evil.

This is the first impression that the girl in front of you can make.

The young lady standing on the back of the dragon is like what others call her, and even indissoluble - The Witch of the Dragon.

Now, the witch leads hundreds of thousands of two-legged dragon legions and surrounds the French army downstairs.

Looking at this wicked witch, a soldier in the French army shook his lips and looked pale.

Even Jill's eyes fluctuated, like intoxication, like a sad cry.

“JOAN! ”

Jill called each other by such a name.

But...

“Is that Joan? ”

Luo Zhen rode on the wolf's back, soothing the wolf with his teething mouth beneath him, while a thick and unbelievable appearance appeared in his heart.

Don't say it's Roger, but Matthew doesn't want to believe it.

“Liar...” Matthew held the shield in front of Roger, guarding him, staring at the witch in the sky, biting the whisper of his lips: “So evil, how is it possible...”

How could it be the noble and innocent Virgin?

That's what Matthew wanted to say, and that's what Ro really wanted to say.

However…

“The Virgin? ”

It is not others who mock and despise this word; it is JOAN himself.

“Don't put that stupid, ridiculous name on me.” The witch laughed sarcastically: "Otherwise, I will burn you all to the ground with this cursed flag in my hand. ”

Speaking, the witch raised the black flag in her hand.

“Boom!”

The flames of the Red Lotus burn like hell's fire.

Luo Zhen has already activated Sky Eye's skills and has clearly detected all of this.

“Back off! ”

Luo Zhen shouted at Matthew.

“ …… ”

With almost no hesitation, Matthew followed his instructions and jumped on the spot, relying almost on his trust in Roseanne.

“Boom!”

This leap of fire swept past Matthew's position and landed on a soldier next to him.

“Ahhhhhhhh! ”

The whole square was sounded by a screaming ghost.

The soldier who was touched by the fire of hell burned instantly, leaving no ashes, and disappeared in such a terrible scream.

“This...!? ”

I witnessed this scene with my own eyes, and Matthew's face turned a little white.

If I hadn't avoided myself, let alone the question of whether I would get hurt, at least that soldier wouldn't...!

“Concentrate! Matthew!"

When Matthew's emotions were affected, Roman's voice rushed into his ear.

“It's not your fault! Watch out for the enemy! Otherwise, Ro is in danger! ”

Roman's reminder allowed Matthew to climb up from the abyss of self-reproach, bite his lips tightly, hold his shield, and continue to defend himself in front of Roger.

The French army, on the other hand, has long been in chaos.

“Fucking witch...! ”

“How dare you...!? ”

“Damn...! ”

“We used to believe in you! ”

One soldier was afraid and angry and cursed the witch on the dragon's back.

But instead of making each other uncomfortable, it gives them a satisfactory look.

“Yes, that's the attitude you should show. ”

The witch grinned on the dragon's back.

“Curse. ”

“Spit. ”

“Blame. ”

“resentment. ”

“That's what you sent at me before the flames burned on me. ”

The witch opened her eyes like she was turning dark emotions into power and shouting out loud.

“Now that you have given me this, put away your compassion and compassion and continue to divulge it to me, as before! ”

That's what the Virgin once proclaimed.

“Because I will also burn all of this into the flames of hell and burn you all to the ground, with this decaying country, to utter destruction! ”

Speaking of which, the witch raised the evil flag in her hand.

“My servants! ”

“Let's hunt! ”

“Eat up the rats who dare to invade your lair! ”

So the Legion of Dragons responded to the order of the manipulator.

“Ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho! ”

An unprecedented roar blew from the mouth of a bipedal dragon, causing an air wave to rise straight to the sky.

The next second, a bipedal flying dragon dived down, carrying a heavy airflow and jumping at the soldier below.

“Fight! ”

Jill issued the same order.

Unfortunately, in the face of an alarming number of dragon legions, the soldiers, despite their reluctance to organize resistance, no longer had the morale they had before them.

Unilateral hunting takes place inside this party's square.

In the face of all this, even Luo Zhen is unable to return to heaven.

There's only one thing Ro can do.

That's...

“Defeat the Dragon Witch! ”

Roger's voice became a force of substance, injected into Matthew's body, along with his abundant magic.

Matthew immediately understood Rose's real thoughts.

In the face of hundreds of bipedal dragons, there is no chance of victory on this side.

Unless you defeat the witches who manipulate the dragon pack.

“Pounds!”

Matthew immediately crushed the floor under his feet, lifting like a rocket, heading toward the witch.

“Huh!”

In response, the witch merely snorted and did not even raise the flag, as if to fight Matthew at all.

There's no reason for it.

Someone will take Matthew's attack.

“Shh...! ”

When the sharp cracking sound of the sky sounded, the arrows, like a whirlwind, burst from afar and stabbed Matthew's head mercilessly.