Summoner of Miracles

“What...? ”

When sudden sounds rang out behind his back, Iasong revealed his most exaggerated look to date.

Even Media was surprised.

There's no way...

“Even if you have a disadvantage in the warfare of the followers, you are still a magician of the Divine Generation. As long as the opponent is human, with your abilities, it is impossible to be approached to such an extent without a voice. Otherwise, on the battlefield, you will not recognize my" Invisibility ", let alone decipher it. ”

Along with this sound, a figure swayed like a mirage and appeared on the deck of the Argo.

“At that time, you were supposed to just observe the battlefield using magic like" Thousand Mile Eyes, "but you found me hiding, thinking that the enemy was planning to make small moves next to me, so you would go out and break my spell, but unfortunately I'm not on the Celtic side, so you set me up for no reason, shouldn't you find some place here? ”

Luo Zhen looked at the two riders in front of him and gave a casual expression.

The two men in front of them, the followers, the kings of the Greek side and their most powerful aides, Rojin, the king of mankind, showed no fear or even carelessness.

“Why... why...? ”

The sound of such shock came from Iason, who had to step back independently.

“Do you want to ask me why I wasn't spotted by Her Highness over there this time? ”

Luo Zhenzhen glanced at the equally amazing Media and smiled.

“It's simple, just come up with some real stuff. ”

Since a "stealth technique" is not enough to deceive the eyes of the magician of Media, use a few more spells or magic.

Yerojin has a lot of knowledge in his head today, and it's easy to do that.

Moreover, the last time on the battlefield, Luo Zhen was discovered, the first was taken lightly, no Media existed, and the second was taken away by the battlefield, so much so that the spell was not manipulated with much finesse.

Now, Luo Zhen has used several powerful spells and magic, and even the Run Run Rufu as a medium to carry out hidden means. With Media distracted by the battlefield below, the silent dive is not much of a problem.

In other words...

“This time you've been set up, Princess Medici. ”

Ro really smiled and said that to Media.

“Woo...”

Media immediately gave a nervous look and squeezed the wand in her hand.

That look, and the legendary betrayal of the witch, is just two manifestations.

But there is no way, now Media is summoned as a teenager, and perhaps has not done anything to leave her homeland, let alone abandoned by Iason, without being tortured by betrayal and despair, and naturally has not yet developed into that famous witch.

Now Media is just a successful witch chief who has just trained from the temple of Herkate, the goddess who is a master. Although she possesses the highest level of magician, she has insufficient experience and experience. She is not expected to be good at combat and will behave like this, which is also normal.

It is precisely because of this that Luo Zhen is able to use his wealth of knowledge and technology to fight each other and avenge the arrow.

Of course...

“Lord of the human race, how dare you appear on my Argo...? ”

Iason's strange anger, handsome face full of distortion.

Don't say it was Iasong, just that no one thought that in the face of the hierarchy of adherents, a human lord dared to break into front of others alone, and still stand there so bright and upright?

That was nothing like looking for death.

However, Luo Zhen is an indifferent figure, like the person in front of him is not a superior follower and hero, but just a small stone on the side of the road, so that Iasong feels that he is despised and insulted by the other party.

How can this make Iason so self-righteous and self-evident not be angry?

Plus, Luo Zhen's previous move to reveal his real name and his calm throughout, showed that he did not see the arrival of Iasong, his invitation or even the start of the war as a threat. This manifestation, which is nothing more than a small human being, took precedence over himself, leaving Iasong already resented Luo Zhen.

So...

“Media! My Medea! Kill him! ”

Iason shouted at Media over here.

“Ah! Yes! ”

Media reacted, waving the wand of her hand.

“Click, click, click...! ”

The Longtooth soldiers, still on the deck of the Argo, suddenly moved, one by one pounding in the direction of Roseanne.

“--The Great Bodhisattva of the South -”

In the face of a large number of dragon tooth soldiers coming from all sides, like locusts of dense numbness, Luo Zhen sings low and claps his hands.

“pounds--! ”

In an astonishing burst, a terrible spell erupted between Luo Zhen's hands, turning into a pure impact, like an explosion, blowing in all directions.

“Boom --! ”

Countless dragon tooth soldiers were blown away by a blast of spell, like fragile bones, scattered, torn apart and completely destroyed in the sound of a shock like the sky was trembling.

In the blink of an eye, countless Dragontooth soldiers on the deck were blown apart, falling off the Argo like garbage.

“Impossible! ”

Iasong opened his eyes.

“Alas?”

Media was also stunned.

But Ro was ironic.

“Look how much you hate me. I thought you'd rush up on your own. I didn't expect you to keep hiding there and let a teenage girl do it. You're an unusual piece of crap. ”

Luo Zhen looked at Iasong with contempt.

“Guys like you, I really don't understand why you can invite so many heroes out to sea, and why you can get golden wool and sit on the throne, which is the biggest con in myth. ”

Such words, such contempt, kept Iasong's eyes open and his eyes turned to Luo Zhen.

“You...! You...? ”

Iasong trembled and his anger was unstoppable.

At this time...

“Shut up! Fire!”

In a delicate sip, Media's front turned several sophisticated and sophisticated magic arrays, like a geometric pattern, into a turret, mounted in front of Media.

On top of that, countless magic bullets burst out.

It is a magic bullet that gathers its magic to its limits and releases it.

Each of those bombs has the power to evaporate the atmosphere, and each of them can blow up a huge rock, and once it hits the body, either burn it out or blow it to death.

In the case of superiors, because of the relationship with Magic, these Magic Bullets will not be useful unless the other party has a lower level of Magic.

And the adversary is the human word, and the magicians of the gods do their utmost magic, their power, which is simply a miracle of modern times.

However...

“Boom, boom, boom, boom --! ”

One shot of demonic bullet fell on the inescapable Rojin, stirring a burst of explosion on his body, making the magic wind and raging.

However, that powerful demon shell fell on Roseanne and couldn't even bring any damage.

“How... how...? ”

This time, even Media lost her voice.

As for Iason, a face has become incredibly pale.