Countdown to Doomsday, the Style of My Summons Is Wrong

On the last day of the Eternal Night Era, Li Zhaoxi, the strongest darkness summoner in mankind, slept with his eyes closed on the Skeleton Throne. When he opened his eyes again, time returned to before the end of the world. Good news: She was reborn with full level memories. Bad news: There are only ten seconds until the end of the world. When Li Zhaoxi wielded a fire ax and chopped down the green monster, he used the monster's corpse to sacrifice, trying to summon the faithful and useful summoned creature from his previous life. But he saw a classical beauty wearing a brocade cheongsam and a look of autumnal eyes walking out of the spirit-summoning array. The other party was weak and looked at the messy classroom with a confused expression. Li Zhaoxi looked at the sickly beauty in front of him who was about to collapse in the wind, and then glanced at the Zerg rushing in like a tide outside the window: "... Is it too late to return it now?"