Battle of the Two Cities: Begins with the Mage Chapter 312

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The golden army of good spirits swung their spears at the same time, strangling the last evil spirit.

Although Seraphine also suffered a lot of casualties, within a short time, she also killed all the resentful spirits in Karthus' Soul Stealing Scroll.

In this battle, both Seraphine and Karthus only used the power in the Soul Scroll, and used the derivative of their own path to compete simply, and did not use other powers.

The result is also obvious that the resentful spirits contained in the Soul Stealing Scroll are far less powerful than the good spirits in the Requiem Scroll.

The Soul Stealing Scroll can not only absorb part of the strength stored in the soul for its own use, but also drive the soul in it.

Soul death does not consume much of the Soul Stealing Scroll, and it can be resurrected with some energy without hurting the source.

However, the Soul Stealing Scroll, which has stored souls for hundreds of years, is no match for the Requiem Scroll that has only absorbed a few years, and it is a high judgment.

"Unexpected results. Unfortunately, if the bald-headed mage hadn't damaged the origin of the Soul Stealing Scroll, this theater should have been more grand."

Although he lost for a while, Karthus' voice remained the same, and he did not have any thoughts of being angry at the failure.

"The bald mage, Ryze?" Seraphine frowned slightly.

"Oh, it looks like you know him too. It is so afraid of death that it makes itself very weak, and the fear of death is his greatest weakness." Karthus said.

Seraphine agreed this time with rare approval: "Yeah, he has carried too many things in his life. This is Ryze's weakness."

Speaking of Ryze, she inevitably reminded her of her teacher.

In front of his teacher, Ryze was crushed in all directions.

Although he was crushed by his own teacher, it did not mean that Ryze was weak. At least Karthus should have suffered in his hands, and even the Soul Stealing Scroll was hit hard.

Seraphine looked thoughtfully at the Soul Stealing Scroll, half of the pages were gray, obviously the influence of that time.

This moment's discovery made her suddenly dull.

The growing requiem, the damaged soul-stealing scroll.

The comparison between the two seems to have become less valuable at once.

She gently turned the pages of the book, and all the good spirits were taken back into the Requiem by her.

After doing this, she raised her head to look at Karthus and gave a slight salute:

"Mr. Karthus, thanks to your Requiem teaching, I came here to sing a song for you."

What she said now was the real purpose of her coming to find Karthus this time.

That requiem was the beginning of her entering a different world, and it was also the first gift the teacher gave him.

What better way to prove what you've learned than to play in front of the founder...

Without waiting for Karthus to reply, Seraphine spit out the first note.

"sag..."

The moment Karthus heard Seraphine sing, his expression changed.

What he cares about is not the requiem in the tune, but the language it sings.

"Ouchen...pure Ouchen..."

As if looking at a rare treasure, Karthus stared straight at Seraphine with greedy and inquiring eyes.

So surprising.

Obviously a living creature, he actually mastered the Ouchen language...

Even he learned this language after experiencing death.

Suddenly, the tune Seraphine sang changed, and a soft and sad mood burst out.

Listening to Seraphine's singing voice, even Elise, who has a physical body, is not immune to certain influences.

She raised her head blankly, and scenes naturally emerged in her mind, and those were the most dazzling moments of a person's life.

After Seraphine's singing, these moments seem to be transmitted directly to the soul, imprinted in the depths of memory.

In my mind, a sad and respectful emotion even burst out involuntarily.

Requiem, a song that puts the soul to sleep.

Praise the splendor of living beings and send them to sleep.

At this time, unlike Elise, Karthus could hear more from Seraphine's singing because he had thrown his body to face death.

"Passion, blood, singing, joy, love, regret... Countless wonderful human emotions are rubbed together."

"Death is not the end in your eyes, it is just another form of life. But unlike me, you see death as the return of glory, and I see it as the beginning of another life."

"Magnificent in life, repentance after death... Hahaha, how wonderful...how wonderful..."

As he spoke, Karthus was trembling with excitement.

Seraphine sang to praise the magnificence of her life, while he used a requiem to make people die to repent of their previous lives.

The methods shown are not the same, but everything that the other party expresses in the song is very similar to him.

Whether before or after death, the most profound memories of human beings are the sweetest to taste.

But unfortunately, even after listening to Seraphine's Requiem, he still felt that only the image that emerged in the mind of a living being at the moment of death was the most beautiful mark in his life.

Thinking of this, Karthus showed an intoxicated look.

Yeah...the moment before death...

How wonderful!

Only by truly experiencing death can you know how beautiful that feeling is and how strong your emotions are.

Seraphine ends the song, and her path is in the song.

After singing, she ignored Karthus, who had fallen into fantasy, but looked in the direction of Fiddlesticks and raised a sweet smile.

This song is for you...

Without any hesitation, Seraphine turned around and flew towards the spaceship.

Elise glanced at Seraphine's back unexpectedly, and seemed a little puzzled by her approach.

"Since the song is over, it's time to end the show."

Seraphine's soft voice drifted into Elise's ears, Elise didn't say anything, just lowered her head slightly, and respectfully followed Seraphine's back.

At that moment, when she looked at Seraphine's back, she seemed to see LeBlanc and Ryan.

But unlike them all, if the two rounds are the sun and the moon, then Seraphine is like a bright star.

Although the light is weak, it still exudes its own light all the time.

"It's a lovely song."

In the wilderness where Fiddlesticks was, LeBlanc opened his eyes with a look of enjoyment, with a little wonder in his eyes.

Some people are born at the end that others want to go to in their extremely poor life. Talent is really something that makes people jealous.

"She knew her own path."

The bird that Ryan transformed into took a deep look at the direction Seraphine was in, and there was relief in his tone.

The once immature girl has finally grown up to where she is today.

LeBlanc sighed: "It seems that I should congratulate her in advance, the third leaper of the empire, Senator Seraphine."

"Her assessment is not over yet," Ryan reminded.

"Naturally." LeBlanc chuckled, "but she has completed the most difficult step, and the accumulation of merits in the future is only a matter of time."

"For the Empire and her future, that is the top priority," Ryan said.

He never worried about Seraphine's talent in strength. With his help, becoming a demigod was an extremely simple matter.

On the contrary, it is Seraphine's position in the empire, which requires the other party to find the answer in the empire.

Now she can only say that she has an idea, and more in the future, it depends on the actual behavior.

Members of Parliament are not only powerful, but each has its own significance in the empire.

Ionia, south coast.

Irelia looked tiredly at the person who came, panting and said:

"Ruiwen, no one knows when the next battle will start, won't you take a break?"

"I..."

Ruiwen with short white hair looked hesitant. She clenched the knife in her hand that seemed to be half-broken and fell into silence.

"Anything to say?"

Irelia squeezed out a tired smile. Fighting for days was too exhausting for her physical strength and spirit, but no matter what state she was in, facing every comrade-in-arms, she still looked gentle:

"Raven, Ionia is your current home, you are not like other Noxians,"

Raven was a Noxian swordsman who invaded Ionia with the Imperial forces.

But unfortunately, she was betrayed by her superiors on the battlefield. Imistan's ruthless rocket ignited the alchemical explosives, and she almost died in that war.

Since then, she has begun to doubt her own justice, smashing her own greatsword and walking Ionia with a broken sword.

During the period, I experienced a lot of things, and I also had a lot of misunderstandings with the Ionians, and even nearly killed an elder here.

But in the end, the people here tolerated her.

Only the elder's disciple was worried about it and chose to follow her to monitor.

She understood this, and even because of this tolerance, she came to southern Ionia and chose to fight for this land.

"Leader!" Rui Wen gave a military salute.

"I'm not a leader, so call me Irelia." Irelia interrupted her with a smile.

Irelia's words narrowed the distance between the two once again, and Ruiwen made up her mind.

Her face became extremely serious: "Irelia, I received an order from the empire."

"Imperial orders?"

Irelia was puzzled at first, but quickly frowned:

"What does Noxus want you to do?"

Raven used to be a Noxian soldier, and she's been brave enough to be discovered by Noxus recently.

While speaking, Irelia had imagined a series of conspiracies of the empire in her mind.

The empire has been restless recently, an imperial army led by the vastayas is causing riots, more and more vastayas are involved, and war is imminent.

There are not as many ideas as Irelia. Now that she has spoken, Ruiwen feels a lot more relaxed, and she said without thinking:

"The Empire found a powerful bow and arrow in the Temple of Pallas, and wanted me to bring it back to the Empire, and said it was a bargaining chip for my sin."

"Raven, do you want to go back to Noxus?" Irelia whispered.

Ruiwen's body was tense, she stood up subconsciously, and blurted out:

"No! I don't want to go back!"

"Don't get excited..." Irelia gently reached out and patted her shoulder, "Calm down Ruiwen, it is your homeland after all."

"There are no good memories there, I am willing to fight for Ionia, Lord Irelia!" Ruiwen said eagerly.

"Don't call me my lord, we are equal." Irelia emphasized again, "Since you don't want to go back, just ignore this order. Ionia is willing to accept you and provide you with shelter."

"Thank...Thank you." Ruiwen's face was full of emotion.

In Ionia, she experienced feelings the Empire would never have.

It is because of the love that is so tolerant among the Ionians that she would like to be a part of it.

Ruiwen's face turned solemn, and she said in a serious tone:

"Irelia, this time, I have to go."

"Why?" Irelia asked in confusion.

"The arrow from that bow can purify evil, and Ionia needs it now." Ruiwen said sternly.

"Is that so..."

Irelia was lost in thought, she did not doubt what Ruiwen said.

This is the intelligence from the Empire, what's more, such weapons are not uncommon in Ionia, and there are many such weapons in the legend.

Even the Equilibrium sect has many such weapons.

Thinking that her request for help from the Equilibrium Sect was rejected, Irelia smiled self-deprecatingly. She had already seen through the real goal of Black Mist. In her eyes, such words were perfunctory.

Although the two demigods have never been to Ionia, the black mist is still eroding Ionia. How could she just sit back and ignore this situation.

Under the current circumstances, if the information Ruiwen got is true, then that bow may be the key to breaking the game.

"Ruiwen, I agree with you to go."

Irelia had no reason to refuse.

"Okay, I'll leave now." Rui Wen turned around and walked out without any hesitation.

"and many more."

Irelia stopped her:

"Let's bring a group of people, and take care of each other in case anything happens."

Seeing Ruiwen nodding ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Irelia smiled and shouted from a distance:

"Valmao, Kai, Yasuo, I have to work hard for you, please run with Ruiwen."

The hunter, the monk, the swordsman, three people dressed differently in the distance stood up and quickly came behind Ruiwen.

Varmao and Kai greeted Riven in a friendly manner, but Yasuo nodded flatly.

The elder who was almost killed by Rui Wen was the teacher who taught him swordsmanship.

After that incident, he resigned from the role of elder guard and chose to follow Ruiwen.

Although the teacher forgave Raven, he vowed to keep an eye on her and not let her murder any more Ionians.

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