Summoner of Miracles

“What's going on? ”

Looking at the scene in front of us, the ancient city made a fuss.

Only another strange building appeared on the old site of an ancient cathedral that had completely collapsed and covered in dark dust.

It was surrounded by thick iron walls and barbed wire, somewhat like a prison for military fortresses.

The original cathedral was eliminated and replaced by a prison, a real prison.

That's the real prison junction.

But that was supposed to exist in that month's dream.

But now, when the dream was completely cut off by "The Rainbow Flame of Pluto," this truly authentic prison junction emerged from the dream and appeared externally.

Naturally, the presence of prisoners among them is also here.

It was a criminal with a vicious breath.

Each of these criminals appeared in front of the prison junction, entered the curtain of Luo Zhen et al., and looked at this side, his eyes actually appeared a little sluggish.

Only a few people in front of these criminals can look at this side with a clear eye full of their own will.

There are six of them.

With short reggae heads tied, brightly colored multilayered and low-waisted jeans, dressed in street style, teenagers look nothing like gangsters.

With blue and purple hair, a decadent smell and an obscene charm, the garment underneath the overgrown coat is extremely exposed and a sexy beauty with a pleasant sensation.

Dressed like clothes and glasses, they look harmless to young men and animals.

A mercenary in armor, with a giant sword and no expression on his face.

And a small, skinny old man dressed like a lamb.

These people have no sense of unity in their age and clothing, each with its own characteristics, but they all look at this side with the same eyes as ants. Their eyes and faces are full of contempt for human life and human rights. At first glance, they all see themselves as the most important sinners and treat others as innocent.

Then, in front of these people, stands a woman.

A woman with long hair and feet, wearing twelve uniforms from a peacetime aristocratic woman, looks young and attractive, but her eyes are a pair of fiery eyes.

Yuma Xiandu and Yuma Xiandu have exactly the same appearance, with little difference except the length of hair and the colour of their eyes.

Look at this woman...

“Night...”

The moon lying in Atila's arms whispered each other's names.

Well, it was Yuma Sendu's mother, former LCO's chief clerk, the vicious demon known as the Witch of the Secretary, who led the criminal, Yuma Sendu.

Luo Zhen was also set to look at Xiandou Mu Night, who stood in front of all the criminals. After closing his eyes, he reopened them.

“It's been a long time, Night Sister. ”

Ro really made some chilling noises.

As a friend of the past month, Luo Zhen has met Xiandou Mu Night several times.

When Xiandou Muayatun turned his eyes to Roseanne.

“Chow? ”

Xiandou Mu 'a made a faint noise that he didn't miss at all.

“You've grown up, and you've grown up so well, it's amazing to just look at you like this and give me a feeling I don't know if I'm looking at a god or a monster. ”

Xiandou Mu 'a stared at Luo Jin's eyes as if he could see through everything.

Unfortunately...

“You're more like a monster now, aren't you, monster? ”

Ro spoke like a smile.

“In the past, I could still feel some human feelings on you, but now all I can feel on you is the magic of the cold and the dark. Is it true that the witch who once tried to sink the whole island of String into the sea to complete her own experiment? ”

That's the truth.

When I was a little girl, Luo Zhen could still feel the smell of mankind from Xiandou Mu Ah Night. He also treated that month as a friend sincerely and never ignored the existence of that month.

Otherwise, Luo Zhen wouldn't have called her Night Sister.

But now, Xiandou Mu Ah Night has completely lost that feeling.

“Have you abandoned your own daughter for your own sake? ”

Luo Zhen looked at Xiandou Mu Night's eyes burning with infinite anger.

This is not how much Luo Zhen cares about Xiandu Mu Yuma's death and survival in poor Xiandu Mu Yuma.

Just as Xiandu Mu Yuma knew Luo Zhen and that month, Luo Zhen was equally unfamiliar with Xiandu Mu Yuma. If you look at the face of the ancient city, give her a hand and get her out of the witch's curse. It's perfectly fine, but even if it didn't succeed, Xiandu Mu Yuma had an accident, Luo Zhen wouldn't feel much guilt.

Anyway, it's done, isn't it?

However, Xiandu Muyuma was cultivated as a test-tube baby, for one purpose, such an encounter has resonated with Luo Zhen.

What Xiandu Muayi did was an absolutely unforgivable crime for Rojin.

So, Luo's real anger is not about what happened to Yuma Sendu, but about what he did.

Not to mention...

“Is this out-of-the-box practice of sacrificing 30% of the criminals in prison boundaries in order to be able to escape your pursuit? Night!”

The month struggled to come down from Attila and stared at Sendu Mua Night.

Looking at that weak appearance that month, in order to prevent Sendo Mu Yuma and Sendo Mu Ah Night from doing whatever she wanted inside and outside the prison boundary, she should have put a lot of energy and labor into this, right?

But in the end, it didn't work out.

Not incapacitated that month, but the chaos on both sides of the prison boundary and beyond, really made her unable to reconcile. Eventually, she was emptied by Sendu Mu Night.

Now, that month, I've been biting my lips, looking like I regret it.

It wasn't easy to see that from that month.

But that also means that the situation is so bad.

After all, it was not only Sendu Mu 'a night, but even the remaining criminals in the prison junction were freed.

However, with the exception of the five people who stood on the same front as Sendo Mu 'a, the rest were all strangely stuck and completely unresponsive.

At first sight, Luo Zhen saw what was going on.

This is...

“Spiritual domination? ”

The criminals are all under control.

With this in mind, Sendu Muayi was able to offer 30% of the criminals as sacrifices at the prison junction.

And those who control these criminals are the beautiful women who have a decadent and sexy atmosphere.

In his hand, a thorny whip was held, dripping on the ground, growing in all directions, wrapping around the body of a criminal.

The whip was not a magic, but a beast in the form of a living weapon.

This sexy beauty is just a vampire.

Roger's eyes suddenly swept over the sober criminal and identified them from his memory.