Summoner of Miracles

Standing in an empty universe, the Temple of Time has never been threatened.

No one can threaten it.

Nothing can threaten it.

It is an intrinsic junction that can even be independent of the timeline, a space where magic can be gathered from any era of human history, and no one but Solomon can touch it, let alone threaten it.

Today, however, the temple of time is destined to be devastated.

“Boom boom...! ”

As the waves swept, the black tide spread in the temple of time, eroding the temple's earth.

“Psst...! ”

This is black mud like a rolling magma that devours the columns and gives them the sound of burning.

“Wow...! ”

This is the constant expansion of the pitch-black ocean, the sound of waves and waves.

At this moment, the very power of Tiamat, the curse, is able to impose the blackening of the existence caught in it, randomly adding the effects of self-transformation, ecological change, ecological fusion, individual proliferation, etc. The Black Sea emerged again after the seventh peculiarity.

“Shit! ”

Seeing this scene, Rafe's face was distorted, especially as the temple of time was gradually eroded by the Black Sea, and its face changed dramatically.

“Don't touch the mud! Otherwise, even if I wait, I can't avoid being swallowed up! ”

Rafe screamed anxiously.

Suddenly, the Demon Columns burst into magic, allowing the black fog that condensed the enormous magic to rush towards the black tide, blocking the black tide while avoiding their own contact with the dark mud.

The black tide and fog continued to collide with each other, causing a shocking sound.

While the two sides may well be undefeated, the expansion of the Black Sea has indeed been blocked and, over time, the rate of erosion has decreased considerably.

But just then, in the Black Sea, a head of warcraft began to emerge.

“Ho!”

“Ow!”

“Whoo!”

The screams of all sorts of warcraft began to appear.

That's certainly not the sound of Rakhem.

It is only seen that the beasts that emerge from the Black Sea are no longer the seventh trait of Rahm, but rather such beasts as Ulidim, Mushu Hugh, Mushumav and Ushu Mughal, even Ugal and Bashumu.

These beasts are the children of Tiamat, the god of creation.

At the seventh peculiarity, because of its nature as a "human evil", Tiamat was created to be the least acceptable to humankind and the least acceptable to humankind's warcraft, namely, Raham.

But now that Tiamat has been subjugated by Rojin, he will naturally no longer make Raham, but, as the legend has it, he has made all sorts of warcraft.

And while each of these beasts, unlike what the mythology says, is comparable to the gods, they will never lose to the seventh trait of Rakhem.

That is, these beasts, even first-rate followers, can face alone.

Now, such a beast begins to gush like an infinite infinity, roaring and rushing towards that root of the magic pillar.

“Pfft!” “Pfft!” “Pfft! ”

The warcraft, headed by Ugal, fell on a pillar of the demon, biting it hard and letting the blood splash.

Boom! Boom! ”“ Boom! ”

One head, Bashumu, opened his wings and flew halfway through the air, blasting a fiercely poisonous air towards a demonic pillar, blowing on the body of a demonic pillar.

“ ———— ”

As if they had been struck by thunderbolts, the Demon Columns trembled wildly and screamed silently.

But the Demon Columns are also not vegetarian.

“Boom!”

When such a roar sounded, the purple flames burned.

One of the magic pillars opened his eyes, inspired magic, caused a burst of purple flame, exploded purple flame, and bombarded the ever-pouring herd of warcraft.

Warcraft were either blown up or smashed to pieces, and their positions were swept away.

It has to be said that these magic columns are indeed strong, and each one requires several rides of top followers to rival the other, which requires about hundreds of warcraft to threaten them.

In such a situation, the Warcraft, although winning in quantity, is of good quality and will inevitably be crushed like this.

However, countless warcraft continue to emerge from the Black Sea, roaring, howling, and rushing toward the Column of Demons.

No, it's not just a warcraft.

I don't know when, among the Demon Columns, a young girl appeared.

“So this is what he's been fighting about? ”

A female swordsman dressed in white armor, with a pair of white swords, appeared sometime, while carrying a calm look, while waving a sword and chopping, it actually chopped out a dazzling sword light, chopping a magic column into countless cuts on the spot, and dying on the spot.

“What an unpleasant creature, come out for a long disobedient activity, King of the Rings. ”

A little girl in a Gothic dress with a lace fan in her hand made a faint noise, and a huge statue of a goddess dressed in gold armor appeared behind her, making a crisp noise like a "creak” in the space, pressing a magic pillar into raw meat and mud, leaving no remains.

“It's not my style to just shoot a killer without saying hello, but since the target is not a person, not even a demon, it's just a monster, so it's not vulgar. ”

A princess dressed in a military uniform, beautiful as a goddess, with a bright silver hair, smiled, but her body sprayed with horrible spiritual power, blowing endless wind and snow, and frozen a magical pillar completely into ice.

“Ha ha! ”

There is also a uniform wearing a colorful ocean school, the sword witch holding a white holy gun in her hand rushed towards the enemy formation without a word of crap, turned into a shadow, rushed towards a demonic pillar, the white gun went straight into each other's body, the guts erupted, has formed a pair of angelic wings behind it.

The girls appeared without any consultation and began to kill.

Of course, there are not just four of them.

“A bunch of foxes! Goddamn fox elf! Don't think you can win the night! Even this pair of fists can help Ro kill these monsters at night! ”

A girl dressed in a black kimono, as if she were a moon elf, shouted blackly and rushed to the enemy line.

“Wait... wait! Night sister! ”

A lovely maple girl as beautiful as a flower made a panic noise and hurried to follow.

“You all come back here! No impulse! Danger!”

A young girl with big and caressing nose, snowy and long waist hair, and ice curls around her body couldn't help but rush and be angry.

Looking at the three sisterly girls, there were three silent girls beside them.

“Did they come for a spring trip or was it funny? ”

A haunted, long-headed ghost horn, like a kid, sounded like a delicate young girl with a twin ponytail.

“In the face of such terrible enemies, it's too brave to rush! ”

A girl dressed in twelve pieces, with fox ears and tails, and the same white hair, was also the mouthpiece of the exhalation.

“Well, they won't really die anyway, just let them go. ”

A girl with a wonderful figure and a star-like figure smiled bitterly.

In addition, there were two young girls flying in the sky, one raising his wand and the other holding a long gun, looking at so many young girls on the battlefield, drummed up.

“... always felt the urge to beat Senior up hard. ”

A girl with a long gun in her hand, also with a double ponytail, bit her teeth off.

“I kind of agree with you, Yuri. ”

The beautiful girl with the wand was sighing.

Thus, the two young girls had no hesitation whatsoever, one blasting the artillery cannon and the other slaughtering the pillars of the demon without mercy.

These young girls, as well as many warcraft, were slaughtered, and the magic pillars died and were wounded, and the next scene was extremely tragic.