Summoner of Miracles

"Nangong Moon".

That's the girl's name.

Now that there are all sorts of demonic words in the world, demons are naturally included.

However, unlike the general demonic race, demons do not exist in this world, but in another dimension, just like elves, angels, etc., they are not able to exist in this world at random, so there is basically no sign of demons in this world.

However, the existence of demons still breeds many individuals who exist only in legend.

For example, witch.

It is a human woman who gained strength by making a covenant with the devil.

They are powerful, unlike magicians who learn magic through their own efforts, who can use magic comparable to that of high-ranking demons and who also have the ability to manipulate their own institutions into relatives of demons with specific abilities.

And, of course, the witches need to make a pact with the devil to pay for their power.

For the sake of strength, many people in the world chose this path, so that witches and medieval times were generally synonymous with terror and taboos in the eyes of ordinary people.

However, in this world, there are also demons who have been seen from birth, or for other reasons, who have made covenants with demons at birth and become witches.

People refer to them as pureblood witches, meaning natural witches, whose qualities and qualities are far superior to ordinary witches, and as long as they grow up, every one of them is capable of influencing the patterns of the times.

Nangong, that month, was a pureblood witch.

Therefore, although she is only 10 years old, she can already be supervised by the management community of String Shen City. She has also exhibited extraordinary qualities, so that her magic and magic will prevail over many demons and magicians. With time, she will surely be able to grow into a great existence supporting the order of String Shen City?

This led Nangong to mature very early in the month, even when he was only 10 years old, the innocence and innocence of childhood were long gone in a pair of eyes, some only purely intelligent and calm, making one feel worthy of his witch's name.

Perhaps because of this, Nangong did not have any friends around that month, even if she came home from school like this, it was just going back to the regulatory facilities arranged by the artificial island management community, which for the witch was not worth her attention.

“Why don't you just leave the school and go straight to work in the District Guard. ”

Nangong said such things in a self-derisive way that month, but only said them.

Because Nangong knew that if he did, his last freedom would be gone.

She is a pureblooded witch who is destined to be managed by String Shen City. She will certainly be employed, working and fulfilling her mission in the future under the arrangement of the management commune of Artificial Island. Thanks to this, she can enjoy freedom as a student, go to school in school. Once she leaves school, Nangong will definitely be included in which institution that month, and contribute her strength for this String Shen City?

This is called reality.

Nangong did not intend to resist its fate that month.

At the very least, there is no such intention at present.

It was not Nangong's intention to succumb to such a fate that month, but she could find no reason to resist.

Perhaps if she were someone else, she would feel painful about her being a pureblood witch, cry about her being treated unfairly, and then rise up to rebel and embark on a path of struggle against the world, where she eventually fell, but all her life, Nangong that month even felt bored, seemed unable to find the meaning of existence, just a taste of continuing life.

That made Nangong think that way.

“If there is a god in this world...”

So, um...

“I wish those irresponsible guys would tell me what else I have to live for besides following this path...”

Nangong was unconsciously mumbling that month.

Such a young girl would never know that God was already after her and was about to come.

And what God brings is her second meaning in the future.

“Boom --! ”

The sky suddenly burst into a roar.

It's a terrible flame wave that comes out of the sky, causing the air to evaporate at high temperatures.

“Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww! ”

On the street, countless citizens cried out, panicked, and screamed in fear.

“...... ”

The moon of Nangong, mixed in the crowd, also raised its head sharply, looking at the sky, immediately followed by a pair of beautiful eyes and suddenly shrunk.

Only, in the flaming sky, one Sunday went down.

It was really a Sunday.

On the day of the week, incredibly high temperatures were released, and a circle of flame waves continued to bloom, rendering the surrounding area a flaming red colour.

“Bang --! ”

A crushing sound just burst out of the sky.

That was the movement caused by the breakdown of the junction.

String Island is an artificial island built on magical powers, and many research facilities on the island are studying the demonic ecology and abilities, so the more important it is, in addition to scientific security systems, there are magical defense systems in operation.

Since Nangong was preparing to return to the Artificial Island Management Community facility that month, it was also normal that the area was naturally downtown, with boundaries arranged somewhere.

The Week's legitimacy was due to the brutal use of power when it came to the area in search of powerful magic, but was somewhat blocked by the junction.

If his master were still there, it would naturally not be possible for such a thing to happen, but the Sunday master could no longer control the demon, and God, with his ancient divinity, would wander wildly to become a being that no one could stop.

“Boom!” “Boom!” “Bang!” “Bang!” “Bang! ”

In this case, as that Sunday descended, the broken boundaries of the surrounding area resonated.

No, it's not just the junction, even the glass windows of the surrounding tall buildings are constantly smashing, the pockets of oil still smoke under the effect of high temperatures, even the walls of the building tend to melt, it's like the real sun has fallen, it's horrible.

“What the hell is going on...!? What is that...? ”

The moon in the South Palace was inexorably loud, and all the skin was already sweating.

And even the Nangong month, what happens to the average citizen, doesn't even need to be explained.

The surrounding citizens, one after the other, were evaporated by the terrible heat, successively like heat stroke, and fell.

“Bad!”

Nangong's young and refined face had to change slightly.

Immediately afterwards, Nangong had to bite his teeth that month, and his body lifted up its magic.

“Buzz...”

The next moment, the space on the street began to fluctuate.