Ark: The Cycle of Light and Darkness

"Damn it, damn it Gyamagala!"

Seeing that his first attack failed to penetrate the opponent's defense, the Witch King's eyes were sharp and he raised his hand to prepare for the second attack.

"Even if he tries again, it will be useless... He is not just Gyamagala now."

Unexpectedly, Sera Grandis, who came back to her senses, did not immediately stop the Witch King from casting the spell. Instead, she stared at her"shadow" in front of her and sighed lightly. in one breath

"Now, although he only has it temporarily, he has indeed obtained all the hope of the entire Werna and the Exile Land that is enough to match your power."

Shaking her head, letting her icy blue hair float in the air, the stunning Letania beauty said softly:"If you are fully recovered, you may still have some capital to spend with him here... But can you really afford to wait?"

This time, it was the Witch King's turn to look extremely cold.

"Sierra Grandis - You are truly a turtle... So is this the moment you have been waiting for?"

The malicious words made the twin queens' expressions change, but as the person involved, Sera remained expressionless.

"It's over, my 'sister', it's over - you can't win today... and you can't leave. Serra stepped forward with a cold voice, pointed the staff in his hand, and used an unceremonious gesture to challenge the figure who was exactly the same as himself:"I left that prophecy a hundred years ago, and this prophecy has always been passed on to you." The 'subjects' who regard you as king take it as a precursor to your return to this world."

"……But only me and 'them' know the truth, the truth that I decide"

"Bluffing...Are you still saying such things now?!"

The Witch King, whose eyes were already red, smashed Thrasa in his hand like a halberd at the figure in front of him that he hated, and collided with Alenis in her hand at the next moment.

When——!

The same sect, but the same origin, but The collision between the staffs moving in different directions made an unpleasant sound.

"So what if I can’t do anything with that Geyamagala now? I have been resurrected! I will never die!"

The Witch King roared angrily and used both hands to push Sera forward, venting his anger in the most primitive way:"Given time, I will still be the Witch King of Leitania! And you are powerless to stop this! Neither can that Gyamagala!"

"I still have my 'legion'! Gyamagala only aroused some resistance in those untouchables, but they are still vulnerable to my 'legion'!"

As if after hearing the Witch King's words, the cup holder who was already on the ground trembled, and then raised his head with confused eyes, looking at the"king" that he had worked so hard to revive.

Yes... still. There is the Witch Blood Legion...

Although the"staff" has been broken, at least this army is still spreading panic in the city... This is the elite of the elite. Even when faced with well-trained soldiers, it can fight one against two or even two. One against three.

It is simply wishful thinking to rely on Letania's military police to fight against it.

"——No, as the teacher said, everything is over, Witch King."

The person who interrupted suddenly was not Sera, but the elder sister of the twin queens who had been behind her.

"Is it just because of you ants?——"

The Witch King did not seem to be afraid, but sneered:"Don't think that I don't know what your plans are, but I rely on you to support the battlefield. Let's wait until you can get out of this palace first.——"

"We don't need to personally support the battlefield...and we don't need to step out of the palace."

With a unique hoarse voice, the younger sister of the twins seemed to have recovered, floating behind her older sister:"We will complete the final preparations, and then...it will be left to you, teacher."

For some reason, there seemed to be a hint of determination and sadness in her voice.

Then, in the Witch King's surprised eyes, the black and white twins held each other's hands and looked at each other face to face, with their brilliant and flawless figures floating in the air. I closed my eyes and began to hum softly.

The beautiful and ancient Letania music, with the ethereal and elegant voice of my sister and the low and magnetic response of my sister, floated throughout the space.

Everyone who heard this melody , all of them narrowed their eyes involuntarily.

At first, the voice was not loud, but as they hummed, the distant melody began to gradually spread and move towards the distance.

——Gradually, even the entire Leitanians in Vilna could hear the singing of their queen.

But this is definitely not just singing, especially at such a critical time.

The Witch King instinctively felt that something was not quite right.——

"you——"

The singing continued, but the melody suddenly contained a hint of sorrow, which made people unable to help but shed tears. Then, the singing began to become passionate, as if the weakness was carrying an increasingly powerful force. The power of it can arouse hope, fighting spirit and all good things in people's hearts.

The Witch King noticed that the twins no longer looked at each other, but looked at themselves together.

"You can't kill hope - you can never... Now that the Blood of the Witch King has appeared, let me show you the power of the Queen's Voice!"

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