Summoner of Miracles

As mentioned earlier, the Wolf is an apocalypse of the same type as the Ant. The only difference is that the Ant is the Power type, the Wolf is the Agility type, one has enough weird powers to rival the Superior Enchant, and one has the same degree of flexibility.

In that case, the wolf naturally has the same characteristics as the ants.

That is to summon the magic that needs to be consumed alone is not high, it is itself won in number and can be used to form the magic of human naval tactics.

The last time he attacked Orleans, Luo Zhen, while summoning the Wolf, simply gave it a step forward and did not want to use it against his enemies.

The wolf of the intermediate demon alone can't be an opponent of the bipedal dragon of the superior demon, can it?

But it's different now.

Under Amadeus' treasures, the bipedal Feilong collectively suffered the negative effects of declining power and sustained injuries.

Even the followers will drop the ability value of at least one level, which leads to the weakening of the bipedal dragon, naturally without half mercy, turning the bipedal dragon into a mutineer who can't even beat the wolf.

Under such circumstances, Luo Zhen used the power of a curse, using all his magic, and using the most powerful "Wolf Summoning" technique to form a group of wolves, not only enough to rival the bipedal dragon, but also over the power.

So the wolves started killing in the dragons.

“Pfft!” “Pfft!” “Pfft! ”

In the sound of flesh being pierced, torn, and bitten, the bipedal dragon of one head was attacked by a wolf of one head, carrying large traces of blood and moaning.

“Kill him! ”

“Go! ”

The soldiers of the French army also rushed forward, carrying weapons or chopping or stabbing them, landing on a double-legged dragon and perforating their bodies extremely smoothly.

The French army, which would not have dominated the number, completely overpowered the two-legged dragon regiment with the help of the Wolf pack.

“Run into Orleans! ”

Jill also had a long sword in his hand, and as he battled with blood, he shouted loudly and took the lead in the direction of Orleans.

This time, the soldiers of the French army finally exhaled once and were able to kill their enemies themselves, compared to the situation where Matthew was only able to break into the front two days ago.

The greatly diminished bipedal dragon may be able to deal with the soldiers, but it is still crusaded one after the other, falling to the ground, and not again, under the collective siege of the soldiers and in the fire-fire impact of the artillery shells that attack behind them.

The situation fell completely towards the side of the French army.

Until

“KazikliBey!" ”

In an elegant and low voice, countless iron stakes protrude from the ground and burst into the wolf of one head.

“Pfft!” “Pfft!” “Pfft! ”

Along with the tearing of the flesh, a raging wolf was pierced by a sudden iron stake, unable to even cry, and was stranded directly on the battlefield.

“PhantomMaiden! ”

After an elegant and low voice, another sounded all over the battlefield.

However, the voice did not call for the iron pile, but the instrument of punishment.

“Boom boom...”

In a blast of atmospheric noise, an instrument called the Iron Virgin appeared on the battlefield, swallowed a soldier who could not react in time, as if it were a coffin, and shut it tightly.

“Pfft! ”

The next moment, a neat tear came out of the tool.

“Ohhhhhhhhh...! ”

This was followed by screams.

A soldier screaming.

And the screams of the soldiers weakened after a few seconds.

Immediately afterwards, the blood flowed from the doors of the instruments.

“Has it appeared...!? ”

Behind, Amadeus' expression, who witnessed the scene, grew heavy.

At this time, the followers who freed their treasures slowly appeared on the battlefield.

“Though not the blood of a beautiful young girl, the blood of a strong soldier also awakens my fighting spirit, which is wonderful. ”

Assassin stepped out of a tool and stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the tool onto his lips, smiling wicked and evil, displaying an intoxicating look.

“People's words have been pierced a lot, but wolves' words have not really been stringed together with" piles. "”

Vlad III was also armed with a long gun, as if it had been congealed by countless bats, and the concentration of bats that flew from nowhere had appeared in front of everyone.

The enemy's followers are finally on the move.

“Come on, the killing has begun. ”

Vlad III smiled at everyone in the French Army, as if inviting people to a feast.

“The feast of blood and sorrow? That's what I want! ”

Assassin laughed equally happily.

The fiercest enemy blocked everyone's path.

“Mmm...! ”

“Woo...! ”

The soldiers of the French army suddenly took a step backwards, turning white.

Even if there were only two enemies, the people here had witnessed the massacre of countless compatriots in Central Plaza in Orleans two days earlier, and naturally it was impossible to think that they could defeat each other by rushing up.

“Don't be afraid! ”

There was only Jill standing in the army shouting.

“Forward! Forward!”

Jill cheered up his morale.

Too bad...

“The courage is laudable, but the rest are equally those who have led the war. Is Jongl waiting for the rest of us to be rude? ”

This kind of sound penetrated Jill's ears and changed Jill's face.

At the same time, a dark shadow burst from the front like an arrow into Jill's face.

In the shadows, Vlad III appeared quietly.

“Psst...! ”

In the void, Vlad III's long, iron-like gun ripped through the air and stabbed Jill.

Under that prick, the air was squeezed clean.

Humanity's ability to react is simply impossible to keep up with this blow, leaving Jill with no choice but to watch death come.

But...

“It is too much to deal with the use of this level of magic by humans in general. ”

In the scolding of the Light Spirit, the silent plundering of the flames of the sky.

“Oh?”

Vlad III immediately stopped the attack in his hand, and his figure again turned into a shadow, avoiding the flaming mass.

“Qing Ji, come on. ”

Kiyogi style in kimono came and mumbled.

“Is the king looking at me? ”

It is not the party, but the opponent, who answers this question.

“So you're the next aggressor to be executed? ”

Vlad III reappeared from the shadows, looking at Qing Ji, with grace and pride on his face.

As for Assassin's words, the moment Qing Ji appeared, the red light had flashed in his eyes.

“Beautiful girl, ah, your blood belongs to me. ”

Assassin sounds eager and ready to attack the past.

Just...

“Give me a break! ”

Microphone-like magic guns penetrate through Assassin's back hole in the delicacy, at an amazing rate.

“Huh!”

In the crisp sound of the shock, the demon gun was blocked.

By Assassin's hand.

However, Assassin's face was not half as relaxed.

In this second, Assassin's face was stunned and frightened like never before.

“Are you... are you...!? ”

Assassin's voice was incredible.

“Huh!”

Elizabeth held the magic gun, looked at Assassin like pity and said so.

“I see you at last! ”

Elizabeth called out Assassin's real name.

“Camilla! ”