Summoner of Miracles

“Boo-hoo! ”

In the explosion, Pinghe Lingquan's body was finally torn apart and turned into a pile of garbage, burning and spilling around.

Only his head was left, bound by a silver-white chain, a roll, thrown in front of Luo Jin, and rolled under Luo Jin's feet.

Luo Zhen looked over at the head that rolled in front of him.

In the eyes, the flaming hallucinations are flowing.

“You... you...”

Looking at the fire in Luo Zhenyi's eyes, only Pinghe Lingquan, whose head was left, could not hold a tremor.

It's also a horrible statue, and it's just words that control the behavior of others, and now it can burn your eyes so much, blow yourself to pieces.

This is no longer the kind of capability that can be done, but the real plural capability.

Then, Pingher Lingquan finally understood who this terrible teenager was.

“Are you...? ”

Ping He Lingquan was ready to reveal his true identity.

But before that, Luo Zhen reached out and stepped on Pinghe Lingquan's mouth.

“Can you stop calling me by your dirty mouth? I just feel uncomfortable. ”

Luo Zhenzhen looked at Pinghe Lingquan with a low voice, but it just revealed a trembling terror.

And that's what Roger said.

“I wanted to give you a happy way to die, but now I've changed my mind. ”

That's what Luo said.

“You... don't bluff! ”

Pingher Lingquan worked hard to open the mouth that Luo Zhen trampled on, shouting out loud.

“You can't kill me! ”

This is not an unwillingness to acknowledge the facts.

In fact, even if Ping He Lingquan died, it would not hurt at all.

“This is just my institutional figure. Destroy it and destroy it. You can't do anything about it! ”

The man behind this figure, Pingher Lingquan, is now in absolute safety, and even the legendary world's most powerful scavenger cannot be more than half a globe apart, causing him harm.

In the past, those who had been played, raped and bullied into despair, even if they could fight back, would eventually destroy only one of his institutional figures, why not him?

At that time, the other party's angry roar and sadness would be the best side dish behind the manipulation of Pinghe Lingquan, an organic figure.

So this is the same thing.

Yeah, it's the same thing this time.

I'll be fine. I won't be killed.

That's my biggest dependence.

Pinghe Lingquan has forgotten to think about it.

“The previous curse, because I didn't pay much attention, was only applied to your institutional figure, and it didn't work, but do you think this time, I'll miss? ”

Luo Zheng's faint words opened Pinghe Lingquan's eyes.

But this is just the beginning.

“Rest assured, this time I will let the curse follow the line and fly all the way over, even if it is a doll across the street, I will continue to manipulate the curse so that it can cross over to your body and be applied smoothly. ”

Luo Zhen has never spoken such a cold, indifferent tone before.

“Moreover, this time it will not be just magic failure, physical failure, I will impose a deadly curse on it, first instantly devouring all your magic, letting you lose all means of confrontation, then beginning to devour the muscles, skin, guts, a little bit of devouring, letting you slowly welcome death in endless pain and repay all your sins. ”

That's the only thing Rojin wants to do right now.

With the horrible knowledge of sleeping in Luo Zhen's mind, such a vicious technique, how much he wanted, except that he did not want to let himself fall into corruption and become a magician who used this evil technique, disregarding human ethics, only for a selfish desire, can do whatever it takes to commit all crimes.

If Luo really cares about everything and does everything, then his power is likely to multiply several times directly to allow many worlds to face the worst inhumane end.

Such a conscious Luo Zhen has been restraining himself, otherwise he would have become an evil god in countless worlds.

However, this is the only time Ro really wants to lift the ban.

“Go to hell and make amends to those you've maimed, trash. ”

Speak...

“Boom!”

Without giving Pinghe Lingquan a chance to beg for forgiveness, Luo Zhen unleashed his magic and stepped on the head under his feet.

Let the skull fragments scatter all around.

............

In a corner of South-East Asia, in a tropical rainforest, deep in tall and dense jungle, there is a Khmer style with vine-lined ruins on its exterior.

The rubble has long disappeared into the memory of the local population and can only be decayed step by step.

However, at this moment, just around the corner of the ruins, a window leaks a little light.

It's not fire, it's electricity.

Not the light of nature, but the light emitted by modern scientific machines.

Inside this ruin, in a room, a pile of image tubes flashing like mountains, playing a scene.

These scenes, they're all images from all over the world.

Just now, an image faded.

Before it went dark, the last thing that was shown was a teenager with an icy look and stepped on his foot.

Junior, that's Rojin.

The images here are all similar to those seen by organic figures like Pingher Lingquan wandering around the world.

There are only one hundred and seventy-two such images, proving that one hundred and seventy-two organ figures wander around the world.

That image of Pingher Lingquan, of all the images, is just a tiny one.

In the past, however, there has been no destruction of the figure of the organ and the image has disappeared.

In the past, however, when this happened, it had nothing to do with itching for the person behind the scenes who manipulated the figure of one thousand and seventy-two organs.

After all, the loss is just a doll, and it's like watching a good show. From the point of view of being able to enjoy it, it's kind of a self-entertaining thing.

But today is different.

Today, this evil, as it pleases, is doomed to karma.

“Woo...! Ahhhhhhhhhhh...! ”

On the little couch surrounded by piles of screens, a petite teenager suddenly screamed hysterically.

“Buzz...! ”

A thick black gas rolled over his body, causing him to cry like the worst pain he had ever felt.

In such cases, the horrific magic erupted in the juvenile body, but it was consumed by black gas like nutrients, which grew stronger.

“No...! No, no, no, no! ”

The teenager screamed.

In the past, such a scream was a great pleasure for a teenager. When he heard such a scream, he was only happy and never in pain.

But now, the teenager has to pay for the pleasure of it all.

“Ah...! Ahhh...! ”

The teenager called for a broken throat and direct blood flow.

And surrounded by black gas, all the muscles of the teenager's body are like atrophies, dried up little by little.

“Boom...”

Juveniles drenched like mummies fell to the ground, twitching and circulating in pain.

This scene has been maintained.

I don't know when to stop.