Ark: The Cycle of Light and Darkness

The battle in the Queen's Palace has become fierce, and it is not going as smoothly as expected.

Although she received support from the Demon King Levi's armed forces, after all, she was boxing with shadows. As the master of the courtyard, Sera's combat experience was still much inferior to that of the Witch King. Although she relied on the powerful The unparalleled magic power temporarily gained the upper hand, but the outcome of the battle inevitably fell to the side of the Witch King.

"You are too weak... Serah Grandis, you are not worthy of your name at all - the real Serah Grandis has died long ago. The one who should exist is me, Letania The king, the Witch King!"

The shadow of the Witch King lengthened in the blink of an eye, and then split. The invisible hounds that emerged from the shadow roared and rushed towards Sera, forcing the latter to deploy an arc-shaped magic shield in front of it to kill it. withstand

"ha! Of course you can do it too - but you choose not to use it, so in the end this power only belongs to me, not to you!"

Sela ignored the Witch King's words, and just used a fierce force to explode the spell shield in front of her, pushing all the shadow hounds away in an arc, and then watched with cold eyes as they exploded and restored in the air. A creation of the shadow.

Part of the Witch King's power naturally comes from her knowledge and mana, but a lot of it comes from the extraction of soul power. On the one hand, the reign of terror during the Witch King's period was to consolidate his position. But on the other hand, isn't it to gain more soul power for her through those cruel rituals?

The Dread Crow, the Creeping Shadow Legion... these so-called creations inherited the Witch King's fragmented application of soul power, and they have been used until now. It is Leitania's lingering nightmare, and those who study the witchcraft passed down by the Witch King have now become the winter spirit blood witches that Leitania is extremely afraid of.

"Just a crooked way……"

Sera, who was mumbling to herself, raised her hand, and a purple and gold staff appeared in her hand. It had a natural shape. The head of the staff was a griffon spreading its wings, and the entire staff appeared. It emits a soft yet powerful light, and its streamlined appearance is very noble, seeming to indicate the extraordinary nature of this weapon.

Of course the Witch King also saw it. Not only did he see it, his eyes also shone with jealousy.

"Alanis...you actually……"

"Different weapons will have different effects in the hands of different people... Just like Alanis will always obey my words, the one who surrenders in your hands will always be Thrasa!"

Sela's stern words made the Witch King clench his teeth, and summoned his own weapon with his backhand.

It was as if two twisted and coiled snakes were attached to the staff, and the two colors of cyan and red that did not match well were here. The combination of the staff and the staff reveals a strange beauty: the venomous snake fangs on the head of the staff are slightly open, as if scorning the enemy of this weapon.

This staff, which is opposite to Serra's weapon, is exactly where Alanis, who was twisted and tortured in the hands of the Witch King, was also known as Thrasa in Serra's mouth!

"It doesn't matter... this time, I will completely defeat you, break the fire stick in your hand, and turn it into food for Thrasa!"

Without concealing the jealousy in his eyes, the Witch King, who claims to be Sera Grandis, naturally cannot tolerate anything that is unique to the former but does not belong to her. The snake's curved staff points forward, and countless twisted Flames emerged from the shadows. Although these flames were burning, they did not emit any warm light - instead, they continued to emit a cold breath, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Since you can't agree with me, and I can't agree with you - then you still have to rely on strength to explain everything!"

As the Witch King's right hand holding the staff fell, the twisted flames flew overwhelmingly toward Sera as if they wanted to burn through the space. The ground touched by the burning flames instantly became pitch black. Scorch marks all over

"Strength...? So your so-called strength is just your witchcraft."

In addition to being angry, her face suddenly turned a little sad. Facing the incoming flames, the blue-haired beauty didn't look too panicked. She was even calmer than the twins who were forced to watch the battle on the side.

As she continued , The unknown ancient spell finished chanting, and a purple spell ball the size of a bowling ball appeared in front of her.

Just like a magnet absorbing metal, the spell ball showed strong"suction" the moment it appeared. The twisted flame couldn't even struggle, and disappeared into the suction of the magic ball.

But seeing that it had the upper hand in the comparison of spells, Sera's face turned pale, and the Witch King's eyes But there was a hint of cruel smile.

Amidst the exclamations of the twin queens, the blue-haired Caprini suddenly trembled, the magic ball in front of her exploded, and she immediately coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"teacher——！"

In the worried eyes of the Geminis, Sera used her eyes to comfort the Geminis who were trying their best to break through the shackles, and propped Alanis on the ground to support the shaky body.

"It seems that your power is no more than this."

The smiling Witch King didn't even intend to take advantage of the victory. Instead, he squinted his eyes and looked at the prototype of his own appearance in front of him - it must be said that it was only this inherited beauty that made her feel extremely happy.

"Don’t forget, I am the Witch King of Leitania, fear is my strength!"

"And how much"hope" do you have left now...Sierra Grandis!"

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