Summoner of Miracles

“Boom!”

The bursting noise appeared over the land that turned into a flaming sea, causing the heat waves to roll.

The sword that turned into a golden meteor was so flamed by the flames that it seemed to have been bounced apart, spinning in the middle of the air and once again away from Rojin, it did not stop until it exited a very distant distance.

It's already unknown how many times it's happened.

Whenever Lucifer's sword descends from the sky and turns into a golden meteor, trying to pierce Luo Zhen, the flames around him will pour like a beast, with terrible high temperatures, clashing with the hot wind released by Lucifer, creating a fierce explosion and blowing it up.

In this situation, Lucifer is not only completely unable to get close to Roseanne, but also because the explosions have been damaged over and over again, the original radiant body is already covered with scorched black marks, some parts are spilling out, some gaps are appearing, it looks broken, and there is no longer a gorgeous appearance before.

And Lucifer has less and less magic, and the hot wind is getting weaker and weaker, making the golden sword almost lose its thrust and suspension, making it seem shaky.

In this way, Lucifer was able to persevere until now, and I have to say, it was a miracle.

Even if it is made with more precision, the doll is finally a doll, under the immobile king's true fire, even if it can be sustained in the beginning, it must have been burned to a pile of ash in the second collision?

But Lucifer's insistence on so many confrontations is incredible.

No, you can't say it's incredible.

Because, as long as one is more observant, one finds that each time the golden sword collides with the flame of the Red Lotus, the former becomes weaker and damaged, and the latter, each time, reduces its power accordingly, maintaining a strength that can just crush the former.

This is clearly the result of manipulation.

It's not just a collision on Lucifer's side, even Bronson's resistance has been carefully adjusted.

“Ha... ha... ha... ha..."

Bronson, who has been holding the shield of the Magic Sea in a land of fire, has similarly become shaken and wheezy, not to mention extremely pale and seemingly weak.

If you look closely, the magic released from Bronson's body has become almost insignificant, and even the shield in front of it has become like a broken glass full of sores and cracks, but it has always resisted the flames that strike.

Such weak magic, such fragile defense, in the face of the immovable king's true fire, does not even need a second, it will be directly devoured and burned to ashes.

But Bronson kept it up.

It's not how strong Bronson's fortitude is, it's just because the flames that strike him are equally less powerful as his magic decreases.

And that's why both Bronson and Lucifer are so shattered, so shaky, so weak.

That makes Bronson almost crazy.

Really going crazy.

When he saw Lucifer being bombed by the flames of Roseanness, Bronson knew that he could not kill Roseanness, but could only wait until his magic ran out to bury him in this flaming sea, completely losing hope of survival.

Bronson began to fear, began to despair, and accepted his own ending, waiting for his magic to run out and eventually burn to the ground.

Yet, just as Bronson was desperate for it, the power of the flames that came before him had diminished considerably, and even the power of the flames that struck Lucifer had diminished, thus supporting Bronson.

This made Bronson ecstatic for once.

“Yes, his magic must be running out. ”

That is to summon the terrible dragon and summon such a terrible flame. Lo Jin's magic must have drained much of it, so the decline in the power of the flame is natural.

That's what Bronson thinks.

And so Bronson created hope.

“As long as it lasts longer than him, it will be my victory. ”

Bronson just bites his teeth and insists, desperately squeezing out his magic.

Subsequently, the power of each other's flames became weaker and weaker, making Bronson even more sure of his speculation and seeing more hope, thus becoming more desperate.

Bronson squeezed his body desperately, squeezing out every cent of his magic, trying to last longer than Rohit did.

This is a protracted war.

And you will win.

“The so-called magic is something that accumulates day by day, the greater the practice, even if he is a genius, he is only a student, only more powerful than the demon, I will not lose. ”

Bronson made that judgement in the theory of the world to be able to keep it going.

But over time, Bronson found something wrong.

That is, Luo Zhen did not show a weak appearance at all, nor did his magic weaken at all. He looked at him indifferently, singing an unknown spell as he continued, allowing a heavy flame wave to rise from his surroundings and join the fire sea.

Clearly that's how it burns constantly, the flames should be stronger, not weaker, by the way, but Bronson finds that every time he attacks himself, the flames are just enough to be resisted to keep Bronson at maximum consumption of magic.

It's not clear where Bronson saw it.

“He did it on purpose? ”

Yes, it is.

Ro really deliberately.

Burn him deliberately.

Deliberately didn't take his breath away.

Luo Zhen is just like this, first give him despair, then give him hope, then finally let him experience despair, do not use the real fire of the king of the Ming, little by little push him into despair.

Isn't that what I said?

“I'm going to torture you. ”

Now, Rojin is making this happen.

This made Bronson's heart cold and angry.

“How dare you tease me...!? ”

Bronson was angry in his heart, manipulated Lucifer several times, and attacked Luo Zhen despite everything, but at the end of the day, Luo Zhen was bombarded by the flames fluctuating around him and could not even get close to him.

So, Roger burned it a little bit, kept Bronson on the brink of death, tormented Bronson crazy.

“Ahhhhhhhh...! ”

Bronson roared, squeezing the magic out of the depths of his body just like he was wasting his life, just to escape the despair in front of him.

Unfortunately, it's just a dying struggle.

“Boom!”

In the sky, the scarred Lucifer was once again bombed by flames and finally could no longer continue fighting, falling into the flames and swallowed by the flames.

“Boom!”

At the same time, Bronson's magic was exhausted, so that the Magic Defense in front of him was similarly shattered and disappeared.

The pale-faced Bronson lost all his power and came to the burning of Red Lotus' business.

Just when Bronson thought he was never going to survive this time, the flames that came to him didn't just hit him, but climbed his feet first.

“Ahhhhhhhh...! ”

The scream rang on Bronson for the second time.

It's just that this time it's not a yell, it's a scream.

Bronson wanted to get rid of the flames that burned on his feet, but because of the exhaustion of magic, he couldn't even use his strength and had to fall on the ground screaming.

The flame, like a snake, covered it little by little, slowly, slowly, gradually burning Bronson's body.

“Ahhhhhhhh...! ”

The screams of Bronson roared all over the flames and seemed so sad.

Soon, Bronson's feet were burned.

But the flame burned his hand.

Not long ago, Bronson's hand was burned.

That's when the flame burned his body.

Bronson endured constant burning and couldn't help screaming, screaming, howling, not even being allowed to coma.

By the time the flames go out, Bronson will be dead.

“ ———— ”

The echoing spells around it stopped.

The flames surrounding it calmed down.

Suspected Bronson's flesh masses were stuck on the ground with convulsions that were not yet dead.

One foot in front of Bronson, into his scattered, blurred vision.

“Go to hell and pay the rest of your debts. ”

Such a phrase became the last word in Bronson's life.

Spin...

“Boom!”

The foot in front of it flew away and kicked it into a flame beside it, disappearing into the fire.

Thus, the nearest figure to the Demon King died.

Repayed all his crimes in the most brutal manner.