Legend of Valoran

"Karl's, long time no see..."

With bright purple eyes shining brightly, Soraka blinked gently at Karthus, and could not hear any hostility to his demon status in his tone.

The surprise and shock in his eyes faded with Soraka's greetings, and Karthus's eyes with ghost fires gradually became gloomy, with a hint of hostility towards Soraka.

Feeling the hostility from Karthus, Soraka still smiled: "You have become stronger."

With a glance at the many dark torrents rising from the forest, Karthus opened his mouth with his hoarse voice: "Why are you here?"

"I'm here to stop you from making mistakes, Karthus." Soraka's voice was ethereal, like a gentle spring breeze blowing through Karthus's anxious heart at the moment.

Forcibly suppressing unnecessary emotions, Karthus showed a grimly demonic smile: "Make a mistake? Soraka, do you think you are still qualified to convict me!"

As if he heard some big joke, Karthus mocked Soraka's remarks. But what fell in Soraka's ears was more of Karthus' anger and hatred.

The heart was cut like a knife, Soraka sighed faintly.

Staring at Karthus in the black robe for a while, Soraka's complex expression disappeared. Thinking that the lives of the creatures below were still in control of Karthus's thoughts, her eyes gradually became serious.

"Karthus, now withdraw your spells, I can let you go!"

Soraka spoke with a tone of unquestionable command, which was both missed by Karthus and hated by him.

As the demon leader of Shadow Island, since he has already made the decision to swallow the ancient forest of Kumang, Karthus will not give up the invasion of the ancient forest of Kumang just because of Soraka's words.

Catching Soraka's weakness, Karthus smirked and said: "My beloved goddess, all the creatures below will be conjured to Shadow Island by me tonight!"

There was only infinite disappointment in Karthus, and Soraka's expression was also uncertain because of the words Karthus deliberately agitated her.

"It's too late to look back now, you don't want to stand on the opposite side of me!" As he spoke, Soraka's god-level magic power was released, and the whole body was surrounded by starlight.

Indifferent to Soraka’s warning, Karthus unhurriedly continued to stimulate Soraka: "Why, our goddess is angry?"

After Karthus said so, Soraka frowned first, then stretched out. Returning to a confident smile, Soraka curled her mouth and said, "Karthus, you have become stronger, but it took ten thousand years."

Hearing that Soraka was mocking his lack of talent, Karthus's face hidden under his hood looked very hideous. He also replied unwillingly, "So what? Isn't yours now a god?"

"Karthus, you don't have any talent in black magic. Abandoning your original source of magic and choosing to fall into the dark is the worst decision you have made in your life!" Karthus's mistake was said blankly. , Soraka's eyes met Karthus's spiteful eyes directly.

Smelling Soraka judged his "mistakes" with his superiors criticizing his subordinates, Karthus felt an unknown anger in his heart.

Now he is not a knight who only exists to protect her! He is a demon, the leader of Shadow Island, and he is not a knight servant to a stupid goddess!

"Soraka, don't think that I am afraid of you now! Don't even want to restrain me with your previous set. Today I will see how you can save the creatures in this forest!"

Roaring angrily, Karthus vented to Soraka his dissatisfaction and hatred for being betrayed by her.

Fearing that Soraka, who is also a god, would interrupt his spellcasting, Karthus no longer chanted his forbidden spells through his mouth, but instead meditated on the elegy of death.

Realizing that Karthus' evil spell has reached the final stage, Soraka did not rush to destroy his spell, but smiled lightly and said, "I heard Sona said, this spell is called Requiem, right?"

Glancing at Soraka, who was not nervous at all, Karthus snorted, feeling that she was pretending to be relaxed.

Guessing that Karthus wouldn't answer her, Soraka still smiled, and his right hand slowly fell in front of him, and then the starlight condensed a crescent moon staff.

With a calm expression on his face, Soraka looked at Karthus who was facing the enemy, and Soraka lightly opened her lips: "I think you should have forgotten the healing spell I was best at."

As he spoke, the looming stars around Soraka became more and more shining, covering her in it.

With her eyes shining like many stars and deep and deep, Soraka stared at the scattered stars in the dark night, and her gaze was also infinitely deep into the starry night that was broader than Valoran.

Her move also evoked the memories of Karthus’s youth. He seemed to have thought of some terrible spell. His expression changed in shock, and he flashed in front of the star-shrouded Soraka, trying to stop Sola. Casting of cards.

However, no matter how he prevented it, he could not enter the starlight to stop Soraka, and even his dark and rotten body was almost purified by the divine starlight.

The deeper the infinite sea of ​​stars, the more stars Soraka can see in his sight. She clasped the hands of the staff with devotion together, she prayed devoutly: "Stars, your pious believers pray here, please drop the divine power to save the creatures who are about to get lost in the darkness."

The ethereal voice was mixed with unimaginable magic power, resounding everywhere in this ancient Kumang forest.

Immediately afterwards, under Karthus's spiteful gaze, the creatures in the ancient forest of Kumang shrouded in the dark torrent of Requiem showed a brilliant torrent of starlight.

The divine power of starlight began to purify the evil undead magic power at the moment when the dark torrent was detonated by Karthus, which not only offset Karthus' requiem, but also gave new vitality to those dying creatures.

"Sor...Ra...Ka!" chanting Soraka's name word by word, Karthus's devilish voice was filled with negative emotions of resentment and resentment, and the devil's nature gradually revealed.

Perceiving that the surrounding space was turbulent due to Karthus' anger, Soraka's eyes gradually became serious. The power of the vast starlight lingers around her body, and she, who is surrounded by the stars, seems to be covered with a layer of mystery.

Although Karthus was weaker than her, it was all ten thousand years ago. Now she is the same as Karthus, it didn't take long for her to become a god. In time, she might overtake Karthus, but now she faces Karthus, and still has no absolute chance of winning.

The rattling atmosphere permeated, Karthus and Soraka were motionless, observing each other.

The air under the moonlight solidified for a while, and the sense of killing lingered in this turbulent space, only waiting for the moment it was lit...

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