Chapter 269 [0267] Scholar Karya

Without any hesitation, Lux rushed back to the academy's wall.

When she arrived, the Zaun mages had already connected the eight giant magic-forbidden stone slabs together according to her orders, forming a complete, huge magic-forbidden stone circuit.

With her wings folded, Lux swooped down, stretched out her right hand without hesitation, and placed the hilt of her sword on the giant magic circuit.

At this moment, in the magic circuit, the huge amount of magic accumulated seemed to have found an outlet, and poured into the magic penetration rod, and then, in the astonished eyes of everyone, it turned into a substantial semi-elemental skeleton.

The semi-elemental skeleton condensed by magic power floated above everyone's head, spreading rapidly like thorns after rain, and soon formed a tall skeleton.

During this process, the dissipated energy set off a tide of magic in the air. As the magic in the air rippled back and forth, whether it was the Noxians, the Piltovers or the Zauns, they all breathed at the same frequency.

In the blink of an eye, a complete skeleton was built, and then lavender lines crawled all over the bones, and after expanding, they turned into the muscles of this body - Karya's figure was relatively thin, but that was for the Devil Muscle Man-like ascenders. In fact, from the perspective of mortals, Karya's figure can only be described as strong!

In just a few breaths, Karya used pure magic as bones and twisted magic as flesh and blood to temporarily create a body for himself.

Then, just as everyone was shocked, a low buzzing sound rang out.

Karya, whose skin was gradually covering his entire body, waved his hand. All the gold hexes, gold experimental instruments, and gold jewelry within a radius of hundreds of meters seemed to be soldiers who had received orders. They came alive in an instant and rushed to Karya.

In the process of flying to Karya, these gold objects shed their mortal bodies one after another, like clouds rising to the sky, and threw away all the impurities inside. Finally, they merged into a pure golden river, rushing towards Karya's body like returning to the sea.

The pure gold formed feathers and wove a pure golden cloak for Karya.

As Karya's mind moved, the cloak naturally opened backwards, split into two, and turned into a pair of golden wings, floating with the rhythm of the magic tide, like two clouds hanging from the sky in the reflection sea.

The mages of Zaun were almost drained of their energy. When a golden mask covered Kalja's face, all the mages of Zaun, led by Zeli, almost simultaneously entered the stage of overdrawn magic power, and collapsed one after another.

Those carefully carved magic circuits made of forbidden magic stones also completely collapsed due to overload. Kalja stretched out his right hand, and this giant magic circuit floated in front of him.

As if stacking newspapers, Kalja easily stacked these hard forbidden magic stone slabs into a pile, stretched out his left hand, and took it in his hand like a book.

Then, he blew softly and stroked the spine of this "book" with his right hand.

The book was opened.

"Lamer, the hidden demon." Kalja flipped a few pages casually, and finally spoke for the first time, "It's really interesting. The scum evolved from Azakana dares to challenge the authority of Shurima?"

At this moment, everyone present seemed to have stopped breathing.

"And you, Swain Jericho of Noxus." Kalja's golden mask suddenly changed into an exaggerated smile, "Congratulations, your name is already on my Soul Stealing Scroll."

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When he saw Kalja's skeleton, Swain realized that something was wrong.

Unfortunately, it was too late to turn around and leave.

After Kalja's body was shaped, Swain once again felt locked in - the last time this happened was in Preshiden!

Thinking that it was not good, Swain immediately asked Lamer what was going on.

"The Ascended One." The crow, who usually liked to cack and laugh strangely, no longer had the excitement in his voice. "He is the Ascended One!"

"The god warrior in Shurima mythology?"

"That's not a myth." Lamer said helplessly, "The Soul Stealer Scroll... Why does he have the Soul Stealer Scroll?!"

"What Soul Stealer Scroll?" Swain was completely confused, "What is that?"

"A very dangerous thing, anyway - run!" Lamer spread his demon wings and flapped them desperately, "No time to explain, run!"

Swain flew very fast at full power, but Kalya was even faster. He tore a page from the book in his hand, rolled it in his hand, and turned it into a small statue exactly like Swain in the blink of an eye.

Then, he took the statue in his hand and waved it gently. The statue turned into flying stone chips, like quicksand in an hourglass, scattered from Kalya's palm and went away with the wind.

At the same time, Swain felt a sudden pain in his chest.

Inside his chest, his heart seemed to be grabbed by someone, and it stagnated for a short time.

Swain, with a stiff body, almost fell to the ground - if Lamer could not control the demon wings and fly with him all the way, Swain would probably fall to his death!

Seeing Swain leave, Karya did not chase him, but turned around and looked at the dumbfounded Noxian soldiers.

"Your names are not worthy of appearing on the Soul Stealer Scroll."

As he spoke, Karya put away the scroll in his hand and rolled it up - in his hand, the solid magic-forbidden stone was as soft as plasticine, and he easily stretched it at both ends, and finally became a scepter, firmly held in his hand.

Slowly descending from the air, Karya stood in front of a group of Noxian soldiers and smashed the scepter on the ground.

The earth began to tremble.

As an invisible ripple spread, the bricks and stones on the street turned into fine quicksand, and the quicksand rolled into a larger and larger vortex, like a giant beast from ancient times, swallowing the bewildered Noxians in big mouthfuls.

Some of the Noxian soldiers on the edge of the quicksand vortex ran away, while others threw ropes and other things to try to rescue their comrades in the quicksand, but even if they tried their best, no one could escape from this terrible quicksand.

The desperate quicksand gradually solidified into brick and stone ground, completely burying the lives they devoured. As the magic tide dissipated, a pungent smell of blood filled everyone's nasal cavity.

The Zaun mages, who were already dizzy due to the overdraft of magic power, could not help but start retching on the spot, and this vomiting seemed to be contagious, spreading to the Zaun law enforcement officers and even the academy guards.

Seeing that the Noxians outside had almost lost their combat effectiveness, the defenders of the academy finally couldn't help it anymore.

At this moment, a breeze blew.

The sky began to rain golden sand, and as these fine golden sands fell to the ground, Kalya's tall body finally disappeared in the evening breeze.

In the vast night, only one arrogant voice, with a somewhat crazy warning, clearly echoed in everyone's ears.

"Oshla Vazuan... forever belongs to Shurima!"

Kalya's small class: Fossil to Mud:

Fossil to Mud is a very common spell, and Fossil to Sand is not that high-end, but in Kalya's hands, its power is still amazing.

PS. My schedule is too messy, I'll go to bed early today and continue to update tomorrow.