Chapter 381

Name:Legend of Valoran Author:Mo Yi Zu
At the end of the coast to the east of Ionia presidian, solaka stands alone by the sea, gazing quietly at the black fog that is drawing closer to the shoreline.

The purple eyes, like stars, were shimmering, and she could not see any expression on her face, as if nothing could make waves in her heart.

"Lord Soraka, how did you get to the shore alone? Here is going to be swallowed up by the black fog, let's go back quickly! "

The maid's voice and rapid steps were getting closer and closer. Soraka's thin lip under the veil was slightly open: "Master Yi, have you left for Nanshan?"

Hearing Soraka's rhetorical words, the maid was stunned. After a while, she replied, "yes, Master Yi has already started. Lord Soraka, are we?"

Speaking of the latter, the maid asked Soraka tentatively. She hoped that Soraka would leave with her. Soraka had missed too many chances of becoming a God because of these trivial matters.

Aeonia's first man from ancient times to the present, the youngest demigod peak mage, should have been the glory of God 19 years ago.

Thinking of these, the maid felt both honor and regret for Soraka.

Soraka naturally knew the maid's thoughts, but she still did not answer the question. She said to herself, "I don't know why, I've always had some strange dreams recently, dreams..."

With that, Soraka fell into the illusory memories.

In her dream, she vaguely saw her casting a magic array that she had never heard of on an island. The power of the array was similar to her star power, and seemed to be far better than her magic power now.

There are several vague figures in the array. One of them seems to be a woman. Unfortunately, in her dream, Soraka couldn't see the woman's face clearly.

The woman has been saying something that is out of her head. Her voice is full of despair, hope, trust and disbelief.

It seems that Soraka shook her head, and the thought of it seemed as if her head was about to explode and crack, and it was very painful.

Struggling with the pain, Soraka forcibly recalled the memory in her dream.

"You are wrong. How could lord Soraka kill us? We are Lord Soraka's closest friends and subordinates, don't you say, Lord Soraka

The woman seems to be trying to argue with a few other people about something, saying something to defend her.

I don't know why, seeing this scene, Soraka in the dream has an impulse to cry. She opened her mouth, but could not say anything. A feeling of powerlessness and guilt surged in her heart.

"Lord Soraka, why don't you speak?"

"Lord Soraka, are you really going to kill us?"

"No No No, no, no, no, I don't believe it

"Lord Soraka, you must be joking with us, aren't you?"

The woman's more and more crazy voice heard Soraka almost collapse, her tears flowing, speechless choking.

With these words, the woman's voice trembled toward the edge of the array, trying to get close to Soraka. The men behind the woman tried to dissuade the woman from approaching the edge of the array and reminded her of the danger.

However, the woman claimed that this was just a joke made by Lord Soraka, and the array was not lethal.

The woman walks up to Soraka with a smile and looks at Soraka with trust.

When the woman's body touched the boundary of the phalanx, something terrible happened.

Only listen to the woman's "ah" scream, accompanied by incredible and desperate eyes, so that the dream of Soraka heart.

She witnessed that the trust in women's eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by feelings of disbelief and despair, and then slowly turned into the hostile eyes of betrayal.

"I hate you, solaka!"

With the woman's shrill and bitter roar, the whole body of the woman was instantly extinguished by the power of starlight.

Suddenly returning to reality from sad and painful memories, solaka sat down on the coast, gasping heavily.

Although she recalled what had happened in the dream, she still had a strange and familiar feeling to the dream.

You know, since she was born, she has never used a similar destruction spell except for cursing Warwick nineteen years ago.

The Dharma array in this dream is something she has never seen before, but why does she feel familiar with this strange dream?

Just like when he sealed Baron Nash with the four knights of void in Summoner Canyon

One side of the maid saw Soraka fall down, rushed to come to help her up.

"Lord Soraka, are you all right?"

Carla's face was covered with worry, and her face was covered with sweat

"Lord Soraka, the sea is windy. Shall we go back to presidian?" The maid looked painfully at Soraka, pale, and did not want to see the frail appearance of Soraka who treated her like a sister.

Not in a hurry to answer, Soraka's purple eyes slightly closed, and the black fog was getting closer and closer in her eyes. Her pupils suddenly shrank and nervously asked, "have all the civilians on the east coast evacuated? If not, I will use my own magic to move them to a village far away from the coastThe maid recalled and said, "Lord Soraka, yesterday, the last group of civilians left the east coast under the arrangement."

Hearing the maid's reply, the stone hanging in Soraka's heart was about to fall, but it was picked up by the strange wind blowing from the sea.

Looking along the gradually enlarged eyes of Soraka, the thick black fog that originally shrouded the distant coastline gradually dissipated. The whispers of the dead are like ancient taboo incantations, and the dense army of the dead slowly appears from the end of the sea.

Walking on the sea, the blue army of the dead is marching towards the east coast of Ionia. The howling of the dead horses and the eyes of the dead soldiers are flashing with the flame of death, which is chilling.

Looking at the mighty army of the dead in horror, the maid said in a trembling voice, "is it the undead, Lord Soraka, will Ionia also face the same end as demacia?"

"No, as long as I'm here, Ionia will never become a paradise for the dead and the devil!"

Soraka's firm words, like a cornerstone, stabilized the maid's fear. Her whole person in an instant out of the terrible star magic, like the stars shining purple light diffuse, emitting a sacred and majestic atmosphere.

She said in a deep voice, "you get out of here first."

On hearing this, the maid said anxiously, "Lord Soraka, how can I leave you alone?"

"You'll distract me from staying. Don't worry, I'll follow you soon." Soraka took a deep breath, and the approaching army of the dead made her nervous.

"But..."

The maid wanted to continue to persuade Soraka, but before she finished speaking, she was moved away by Soraka's Starlight magic.

With her eyes fixed on the army of the dead coming across the sea, Soraka's Starlight magic began to become irritable, and the healing power was transforming into violent and destructive power at a visible speed.

Her eyes were also eroded by the flames of killing. Soraka, who has always been pursuing harmony and healing, once again had to show off the attack magic he didn't want to use.

"I'm going to kill..."

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