Chapter 403: Blood Moon Comes

Little Soraka touched her short aqua-blue hair, pouted her lips, and looked at Syndra in the martial arts arena reluctantly.
Pursing her lips and frowning, Soraka seemed to have made some decision in her heart. He turned around and said to an elderly man: "Elder, I don't want to fight Syndra."
As soon as the elder heard that Soraka retreated, his original gentle face sank. He reprimanded: "Soraka, you can't just learn healing magic indiscriminately. You must also learn offensive magic. The martial arts practice with Syndra this time can be regarded as the result of your two months of attack magic learning Inspection."
"But Syndra is my friend, I don't want to hurt her." Little Soraka opened her cute purple eyes and stared at the elder stubbornly.
The elder rubbed Soraka's small head, and said earnestly: "Soraka, you are a good boy, be obedient."
After speaking, without giving Soraka a chance to continue protesting, the elder pushed Soraka into the martial arts field.
Pushed into the martial arts field by the elders, Soraka looked at a little bewildered by a group of children around who were clamoring, asking her to knock down the "bad boy" Syndra.
When Little Syndra saw the little Soraka enter the field, she was a little disappointed in the little Soraka, thinking that the little Soraka was sent by the elders to teach her to be disobedient.
Although Syndra's disappointed look flashed by, it was still caught by the careful little Soraka. She stared at Little Syndra grievously and whispered: "Sindra, I..."
"Needless to say, I will beat you, the good baby of elders!"
Little Syndra angrily mobilized the magic power in her body, and rushed towards Little Soraka.
And because little Soraka didn't like to use attack magic to attack people, and she believed that little Syndra was her friend, she resisted and did not fight back. She believes that as long as Little Syndra wins, the two of them can be as good as before.
Within a moment, little Soraka was knocked to the ground by little Syndra. She frowned in pain, but when she saw Little Syndra's eyes longing for approval from the people around her at the moment of victory, she was not so painful.
"Elder, Syndra is bullying again!"
"Elder, Syndra made a heavy move, Miss Soraka is all hurt!"
"Elder, you must severely punish Syndra. She loves to bully other children who learn magic..."
The surrounding voices of injustice for Soraka made the smiling little Sindra face pale. She shook her little head in horror, unwilling to accept the fact that even if she won, she would not be recognized.
Seeing the gloomy expression of the elder walking into the martial arts field, Little Syndra knew that she was going to be taken back by the elder to accept the punishment of other elders. She looked at the little Soraka who was sitting on the ground in disgust, and fled the martial arts field hastily when the elder did not catch her.
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Dodged dangerously by Syndra's orb, Soraka's eyes were slightly constricted, and Sindra's disgusting eyes reminded her of something in her childhood.
At that time, she kindly wanted Syndra to win, but didn't want to fight against the small black room where Syndra was locked up by the elders for three days. Moreover, Syndra had a bad relationship with the other children studying together, and after that time, she was not treated by others.
Feeling a little guilty, Soraka said softly: "Sindra, come back with me, in fact, we don't have to go on like this at all. The Shadow Island is coming soon, and Ionia also needs your power."
"Dare to be distracted while fighting?"
The dark purple magic ball appeared in front of Soraka with a cold snort from Syndra, and the bursting energy hit Soraka's abdomen at an extremely fast speed under the control of her mind.
Soraka, who was unable to dodge, retreated and directly knocked down the stone pillar of the palace.
"No matter how I beat you, the people below will not agree with me."
He glanced at Soraka with a frown in disdain, and Syndra also remembered the battle with Soraka when he was a child.
She clearly remembered that Soraka was putting on such a pitiful appearance to earn the sympathy of the people around her, which caused her to be locked into a small dark room by the elders for several days without food.
The more I think about it, the deeper the feeling of disgust in my heart, which contradicts her good feelings for Soraka, making her less irritable.
"Stand up, what pitiful pretence is there?"
Another dark purple magic ball flew out, knocking Soraka back into the distance, and even the marble floor in the palace was torn apart by the energy of the magic ball.
Soraka took a deep breath, stood up with some bumps, coughed a few times, and said with scorching eyes: "Sindra, your promotion to a was interrupted by me. Now your strength is far worse than before, you are sure Continue?"
With a thump in her heart, Syndra stared at Soraka's non-panic face with gloomy eyes. She almost forgot that her childhood friend was also a genius mage who almost became a god.
With his head held up confidently, Syndra sneered: "So what? Even if my strength declines, do you think your three-legged cat's offensive magic can hurt me?"
While speaking, in order to prove this, Syndra's mind moved, and the pillar that was knocked down by Soraka was directly controlled by her mind.
The purple magic energy bound the pillar and slammed it at Soraka. Soraka's eyes condensed, her right hand lifted slightly, and the pillar was shocked back by her.
Syndra's pupils shrank in an instant, mobilizing several dark purple magic around him to shred the flying stone pillars.
"Sindra, you don't want to see me use violence to solve this!"
Before he was relieved, Syndra shuddered and heard Soraka's voice behind him.
The dangerous breath approached, and Syndra subconsciously flew to the side with his mind, turning around and looking back.
Soraka's hands were sealed, and huge energy beams emerged from the splendid starlight array like a waterfall.
The magic of the starlight beam spreads the terrifying power of destruction in this palace. This is the first time Syndra has seen Soraka release such an extremely aggressive magic.
The intent to fight in his eyes suddenly set on a prairie fire like a raging fire, and Syndra, for some reason, suddenly wanted to fight such Soraka.
Perhaps since childhood, she has never encountered a peer who can suppress her in attack magic. The pure pursuit of magical power in her heart made her not panic, but full of fighting spirit.
The long silver hair under the crown was dancing without wind, and the purple light in Syndra's eyes had already bloomed to the limit. The aura around her became more and more disordered, one after another purple magic were condensed from the void, revolving around her.
The countless energy magic exudes the terrifying breath of energy burst, which is more and more similar to the breath of the starlight beam emitted from Soraka.
When the potential in the body was fully stimulated, Syndra no longer continued to condense new orbs, but controlled those energy orbs and shot directly at Soraka.
But when the ball was only halfway out, Syndra was shocked, his eyes were pale, and the feeling of dizziness filled his mind.
Sure enough, after becoming a was interrupted just now, he couldn't perform this trick with all his strength? Syndra took a breath, and the purple magic ball hit by her was also gradually dissipated because of her weakness at the moment.
Looking at the approaching starlight pillar, Syndra's eyes slowly enlarged, revealing her unwillingness.
Boom!
A loud noise accompanied the shattering of the stone pillars of the palace, the top of the zenith cap collapsed and stone chips flew across, and Syndra's body was firmly pressed under the crushed stones of the palace, unable to move.
Soraka glanced at Syndra who was crushed under the gravel, and her embarrassed appearance made her feel pity.
When she got closer, she bent down, squatted down, and wiped off the blood marks on her face that had been scratched by gravel for Syndra.
In just a moment, all the scars on Syndra's face were healed by Soraka's healing magic.
Using mana to remove the gravel from Syndra's body, Soraka spoke at the right time: "Sindra, did you cause the blood fog in the sky?"
Hearing the words, Syndra looked at the blood fog that enveloped the Ionia sky in amazement, and immediately thought of Elise.
This time Soraka will be found at the critical moment when she breaks through to become a god, mostly Elise's tricks.
With a cold smile, Syndra didn't say much, and didn't even look at Soraka.
Soraka saw that Sindra was so injured and refused to commit the crime. She decided not to say anything to Sindrado, and directly brought back to Presidian, and let the elders of the Presbyterian Church convict Sindra.
Just as she was about to take Syndra, who had lost her resistance, to leave the sky fortress, Ionia's sky, which was filled with blood and mist, changed again.
The blood mist turns into a moon filled with blood at a visible speed, and transforms the moon into a blood moon at a visible speed. It was actually the next morning at this time. As the sky had been shrouded in blood before, Soraka did not know it.
Soraka seemed to think of something, her pupils shrank slightly, and she muttered to herself: "It turned out to be a blood moon!"
For a time, she thought a lot, and seriously suspected the demon on Shadow Island.
Seeing that Soraka finally understood what was going on, Syndra still mocked: "Even if you become a demigod, you are still as stupid as before!"
Glancing at Soraka, who was dull by what he said, Syndra said coldly: "I don’t know if you know a spider demon named Elise. The killing of the village was also because she deliberately pretended to be to contain you. My appearance framed me!"
Looking at Syndra guiltily, Soraka blamed herself. If she could find out that the blood mist was related to the blood moon earlier, she would not blindly cut off Syndra's contact with the outside world when she became a god. After Syndra became a god, he might be able to help Ionia through this difficult time.
"Sorry, Syndra." Soraka apologized sincerely.
Unexpectedly, Soraka would apologize to herself. Syndra was taken aback for a moment, and then looked at the sky with a gloomy tone and said, "It's late, they are already here!"
As if sensing something, Soraka's face was shocked, and she also looked towards the sky.
The mist was gradually swallowed by the blood moon, and an island shrouded in black mist appeared in the clouds and mist of the night sky of Ionia.
The islands mapped in the night sky gradually lifted away the black fog, and the picture was slowly enlarged and zoomed in.
The terrifying vegetation and creatures on the island shone with dim pitch black light, and the screams and screams of the dead and demons echoed from time to time, very crippling.
As the line of sight deepened, a dark ancient castle began to come into view.
No one opened the iron gate of the old castle, and the dark fire flickered in it, and the dark hall inside also brightened and darkened with the flicker of the dark fire, very strange.
The ghostly whispers awakened all the sleeping people in Varoran, opening doors and windows one after another to look at the strange sky that had already changed.
Through the dark hall, into a luxurious hall without any lights.
Eight black figures appeared in the hall with the magic of darkness, followed by wisps of ghost fire escaping from dozens of lampstands. The eight black figures gradually became clear, and they were the eight demon leaders of Shadow Island.
The eight demons were doing their own things, as if they hadn't noticed that their actions had been exposed under the sky of the various kingdoms of Valoran.
Only Elise is facing the mapping screen, sitting leisurely at the stone table, with Erlang's legs tilted, her right hand slowly twirling a cherry in the fruit plate, enjoying the ground plug in the mouth, chewing slowly, even chewing People under the night sky can faintly hear the voice.
"Ok?"
Elise's brow furrowed, and the smile she enjoyed on her face in the form of a demon gradually disappeared. As her pretty face turned towards the mapping screen slowly, her scarlet eyes showed cold eyes.
After an icy flash, Elise curled her scarlet lips and revealed a weird smile of a devil standard, making everyone who saw her smile under the night sky shiver subconsciously.
"It seems someone is watching us!"
As soon as these words came out, the other seven demons also stopped their own affairs, slowly turned around, and cast palpitating terrifying eyes towards the mapping screen.
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