Summoner of Miracles

Perhaps what has happened over this period of time will lead many to believe that it has been a long time.

But in fact, if you count it carefully, it was just the day before yesterday that you attacked Orleans with the French army and met Joan Blackie and Joan in Orleans and eventually escaped from Caster with Joan.

In other words, just two days apart, Rosen visited Orleans again.

However, this time, Roseanne was no longer alone with Matthew, but with a whole host of five more riders as partners.

That being said, Ro doesn't really have much exclamation.

Looking at the city with a heavier and more intense atmosphere, there is only one real thought at the moment.

“This time, we won't lose again. ”

Ruozhen turned his head and looked behind him.

There, everyone stays together and stays in a tight line.

“Orleans...”

JOAN tightened the holy flag in his hand and looked at the city with which he had a strong relationship, his eyes slightly raised a wave.

Not only is it Joan, but even Jill is determined to look, and it must feel much better.

The rest of us are no longer messing around like before at this time.

“Finally back here. ”

“Last time we helped Joan break in, we've been hiding behind our backs, and this time we can finally make a positive offense. ”

Marie and Amadeus made such statements separately.

“Is that guy right there? ”

Elizabeth stared closely at Orleans' direction and her naive little face was full of seriousness.

Even Qing Ji's little face was tightened.

“So many bipedal dragons...”

As Qing Ji said, the number of bipedal dragons flying over Orleans is not good.

“About five times more than before when we attacked... no, at least ten times more. ”

Matthew's tone was full of tension and he was clearly worried about the lack of optimism.

In this case, it was Roman who consoled.

“Orleans does gather a large number of life and magic reactions, far from being comparable before, but on the contrary, the nearby life and magic reactions have almost disappeared. Probably because the Dragon Witch, in order to cope with the threat here, has already redeployed the entire French bipedal dragon? ”

In other words…

“All the threats and anomalies in this singularity are in that city. ”

Roman sounded pretty serious.

“If the attack succeeds and the Dragon Witch is defeated, the event will be completely over and France and this era will be saved. ”

Failure, on the other hand, is the end of everything.

Is that what Roman's trying to say?

All the followers immediately exuded tension, but they also revived their fighting spirit.

Including Rosen.

“That would be great. ”

Luo Zhenzhen said that without a shake.

After all...

“Once and for all, the opportunity is in front of us, and we can't grasp it without tightening it. ”

Luo Zhen glanced at everyone in the place.

“Success or failure depends on you. ”

Roger's words, in exchange for a smile.

Then…

“Let's start with us. ”

Jill pulled out the long sword worn between her waist and pointed forward.

“Attack! ”

Along with Jill's high voice, behind him, a French soldier shouted.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! ”

Bathed in the shouts of the soldiers, Luo Zhen touched the curse on the back of his right hand, his mouth lifted slowly.

“Well, it's time for me to die, too. ”

With the appearance of this phrase, the curse flashed on the back of Rojin's right hand.

The second curse slowly faded in Luo Jin's hand and eventually turned into a full-blown magic, filling in Luo Jin's magic circuit.

The battle begins here.

…………

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! ”

When the soldiers cried out, Orleans appeared in front of the vast plain, a thousand armies.

One soldier holds a weapon, rides on a horse, shouts, and rushes in the direction of Orleans, causing the rolling smoke to roll up behind his back, like a thousand horses.

Such momentum prompted an immediate reaction from Orleanne's two-legged Flying Dragon Corps.

“Ho!”

“Ho!”

One of his legs roared like he was angry, then flew out of Orleans, as if to cover the sun, flying halfway across the sky and jumping towards the French army.

At first glance, this appears to be very similar to the scene in which the French army attacked Orleans two days ago.

However, two days apart, the two sides changed dramatically.

After two consecutive days of fighting, the French army has been weakened by more than half its size, with heavy casualties, no more than two days ago.

In contrast to the Bipedal Legion, the number of bipedal dragons in France was not increased by a little over half compared to two days ago.

Plus, the average soldier was not an opponent of fantasy, and this attack by the French army was simply a courageous attempt to kill himself.

If there is no subsequent change.

“RequiemforDeath!" ”

The receiver liberates the voice of the treasure's true name as if it were a fantasy.

The next second, a powerful and evil song turned into an invisible sound wave, echoing across the battlefield.

“Ho!”

“Ho!”

The paved, half-assed group of flying dragons stagnated and roared painfully.

“This is a song dedicated to Death, even though it is doubtful that Aaron's hearing will recognize this great tune, today is a special big broadcast, don't miss it. ”

Amadeus stood at the end of the battlefield, holding the baton with his fingers, smiling and playing.

Under the effects of its treasures, even its followers are inevitably forced to reduce their abilities, and even continue to suffer, and the communities of the regional Aarons are naturally silent.

Thus, the bipedal dragon of one head not only growled painfully, but was also greatly weakened.

The soldiers of the French army rushed towards the bipedal dragon herd in a powerful and evil wave.

“Boom, boom, boom... ”

In the rear, the artillery shells had been fired and had landed in the dragon herd one step at a time, causing a layer of fire and blowing up the pair of bipedal dragons.

Meanwhile...

“The Wolf Summons! ”

Countless magic arrays unfold throughout the battlefield, turning into gates to the soul.

“Ow! ”

“Ow! ”

In a high-pitched howl, a giant, head-shaped wolf drilled out of the magic array and appeared above the battlefield.

The number of wolves is so large that they are almost comparable to bipedal dragons.

They all let out the spectacle in their eyes, like a cloud-driving mist, following an agile and flexible pace and pounding over one foot of the dragon.

An army of bipedal dragons was in pain and could never react.

“Pfft! ”

Suddenly, the claws tore the dragon scale.

“Pfft! ”

Suddenly, the sharp teeth pierced the bloody skin.

The wolf of one head pounded on the body of a bipedal dragon, biting and tearing it down.

“Ho!”

“Ho!”

Blood spilled over the earth in the midst of a painful dragon bark.