Chapter 220 Talking with the Stars

Soraka is certainly a powerful guy.

According to Rowan's understanding, whether it is Soraka in the old version of the story or Soraka in the story after Riot ate the book, Soraka in both stories is an extremely powerful existence in Runeterra.

In the old version of the story, Soraka is the saint of Ionia, and the werewolf Warwick is the monster that Soraka turned into by the curse. Therefore, Soraka in the old version of the story also possesses god-like power.

Not to mention the new version, Soraka is the only known Protoss who is not a spokesperson, but a Protoss in itself.

Kayle inherited his mother's legacy and became a Protoss of Justice.

Atreus ignited the Pantheon constellation with his own will.

Taric was recognized by the Protoss and became their spokesperson.

Zoe was spotted by the Twilight Spirit and dedicated herself to him.

And Soraka is the only one who is originally a Protoss, and the only Protoss from the Targon family who "descended" to Runeterra.

Therefore, Soraka is naturally not weak, and according to Rowan's understanding, Soraka, who has not made much noise in the background story, may be a guy like the sweeping monk.
But what’s interesting is that Soraka is an outlier among the Protoss. She doesn’t want to conquer, nor does she want to be famous. She doesn’t need honor to prove herself, nor does she need believers to believe in her.

Soraka is a Madonna-like character. The Madonna here is, of course, a compliment. In a sense, Soraka is the same deity as Janna, a deity who has achieved the goal of "God loves mortals".

Therefore, Rowan was not panicked when he gained Soraka's favor.

If you think about it, it is impossible that Soraka, with her strength, did not sense the previous movement. So, is Soraka satisfied with herself for taking the lead in disliking the Protoss?
So, among the children of the stars, Soraka is one of us?

Luo Wen thought with amusement.

"Humph!"

"What are you doing in a daze?"

Old Ornn, who was standing by, looked at Rowan in a daze and couldn't help but spit out flames, speaking angrily.

Rowan immediately came to his senses, raised his hammer, and began hitting the iron block in front of him.

Mount Targon

Lahorak is an outstanding holy warrior in the Cult of the Fiery Solari. His mission is to protect the Cult and ensure its continued inheritance.

The Goddess of Dawn is the saint of the Cult of the Fiery Sun.

For thousands of years, the Cult of the Fiery Sun has been passed down on Mount Targon, and the Lahoraks have also learned extraordinary powers from the Solar Aspect, but no one has ever been recognized by the Fiery Sun, and there has never been a saint chosen by the Sun.

But in this century, a saint appeared.

An outstanding girl who was hailed as a prodigy in the sect since childhood and possessed supreme talent called out to the Sun late one night, was recognized by the Sun, became the object of loyalty of the Lahoraks, and also became the guardian of the Sun Sect.

Her name is Leona.

At this moment, the Sun's Choice was standing alone in the temple, looking at the beam of light from the Giant God's Peak bordering the heaven.

Particles of stardust floated in the air, and a dreamlike bridge connected the heaven and the rune land. No one has been able to see the scenery on the top, but just this glimpse was as if you saw the huge silver-glittering buildings behind the mirage.

Leona closed her eyes, her hair was as bright as the sun, and she wore a headdress shining with golden light. She was wearing a golden armor skirt and combat suit, holding a huge shield in her left hand and a huge sword in her right hand. This pair of weapons symbolized the scorching sun. She stood in the beam of light, calling on her own gods.

[Goddess of the Fiery Sun, what should I do? ]

Leona thought to herself.

A moment later, she heard a voice.

"What to do?"

The voice was passionate and full of energy.

[The Star Spirits are fighting with the Primordial Spirits, don't I need to help? 】

Leona asked.

She also saw what happened before. If it weren't for the purpose of protecting the Cult of the Fiery Sun, Leona might have already taken up arms and joined the battle.

The Protoss cannot exert their full strength in Runeterra, but Leona is different. As the spokesperson of the Protoss, they can use the abilities of the Protoss perfectly in Runeterra. Of course, this also depends on how much the inheritor has inherited.

And Leona has 99% of the inheritance.

In other words,
She is the embodiment of the sun.

"none of your business?"

The goddess that Leona believed in spoke.

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Leona was stunned and suspected that she had heard it wrong. How could the goddess say such a thing?

Hmm, I must have heard it wrong!

So Leona said again: [You are also a Protoss, I am your spokesperson, don’t I need to join the battle? ]

"Yes, I am a star spirit."

"But what does the Titans' affairs have to do with me? I have long stopped caring about their affairs. Now the only people I care about are the Cult of the Sun and you, the fragile yet tenacious humans. Do you understand?"

The figure of the goddess emerged in Leona's spiritual world.

The Sun Star Spirit was dressed in military uniform, like a Valkyrie. In front of her, Leona was as small as a bug. The huge Sun Goddess lay on a chair, her slender arms supporting her delicate chin. She said lazily, "So, it's none of my business?"

Leona: "."

Taking a deep breath, Leona said in her heart: [Please tell me what I should do. ]

"Just follow your own heart, kid. I am indeed a giant god, but I don't work for them. Just like you, you are my successor, but that doesn't mean you are a member of the giant race. You belong to this planet, you are a human from Runeland, you grew up here, you have your own family, partners, and friends, don't you?"

The Sun Goddess stretched out her hand and gently touched a ball of light in front of her. In the ball, Leona saw her friend.

One, left his friends.

"Just like this child, forget about her. You won't understand what I say. In short, I really don't like her, but it's great that she betrayed the Targonian tribe and killed several Protoss." The Fiery Sun God said with a smile.

Leona knew who the goddess was talking about.

Corresponding to the scorching sun is the bright moon.

And Leona's best friend is the inheritor of the Bright Moon. But, but, but maybe, Leona and her are more than just friends?
[But, isn’t this a betrayal? ] Leona couldn’t help but say.

"I joined the Titans for profit. They gave me status and I fought for them on countless planets. How can this be considered betrayal?"

"Kid, the Titans are not as united as you think. In short, you are not my tool."

“You have to have your own ideas and take action to achieve them.”

The Fiery Sun Goddess sat up, as if she had heard the voice. A hint of impatience appeared on her beautiful and heroic face, and she said, "I'm leaving."

[I understand what you mean, goddess.]

"Well, do as you wish. Remember, I will always stand behind you." The Sun Goddess said. After that, she disappeared from Leona's sight, leaving the young Sun Cult guardian alone in the temple.

Standing there and taking a deep breath, Leona couldn't help but pursed her lips.

"So. What should I do?"

Leona looked confused.

She was always at a loss, but the conversation with the Goddess of the Sun at least made Leona understand one thing.

That is, the Sun Goddess did not treat the Sun Cult as a tool, they were not dispensable, and Leona was not the Goddess's mouthpiece, she could have her own voice.

So, what kind of voice should she make in order to lead the Fiery Sun Sect forward?

Late at night, Soraka closed her storybook and put the little vastaya on the furry bed. She said gently, "Okay, it's time to go to bed."

"Ms. Soraka, you haven't told us the rest of the story yet." said a little animal, lying on its back with its belly exposed.

Soraka reached out and scratched her belly, and said, "The story can't be told all at once, otherwise what are you going to hear tomorrow night?"

"You're right, let's go to bed now."

Soraka raised her hand, put away the starlight that illuminated the room, and then drew the curtains to prevent the light from Mount Targon from keeping the little animals awake.

She walked out and ran into a Vastaya.

When the other party saw Soraka, he quickly bowed and saluted.

"Domus, I told you not to do this."

"This is what I should do, ma'am," the young Vastaya said devoutly.

If possible, he would rather call Soraka the leader directly. Although the other party is not a Vastaya, it is because of Soraka that their race has survived.

Domus was also raised by Soraka. When Domus communicates privately with Vastaya of the same age, he often calls Soraka mother.

Although they never called her that to her face.

"Well, I think no matter how much I emphasize it, you won't change, right?" Soraka blinked, with a smile in her starry eyes.

"Are you going to pray again?" asked Domus.

“No, I won’t pray today.” Soraka shook her head. She looked at the stone in the distance and pointed at it. “I plan to meet someone today.”

"Do you need our protection?" Domus asked quickly.

Soraka shook her head slightly, "It's safe here."

The Solari Cult would not allow others to climb Mount Targon, and this place happened to be near the Solari Cult. Although it was not connected to the Solari Cult, it was protected by the Cult.

There are many small villages like this around.

The environment of Mount Targon is harsh, but because of this, it has gradually become a paradise, unaffected by the wars in Runeterra. As long as you can endure the loneliness and cold weather, this place is very suitable for survival.

Animal husbandry is the mainstream industry here. The Vastaya race to which Soraka belongs also raises many cattle and sheep. Those animals have thick fur that can withstand the high-altitude environment covered with ice and snow all year round.

After saying goodbye to Domus, Soraka knelt on the stone. Unlike her previous practice of putting her hands together to pray for Runeterra, she placed her hands on her thighs and closed her eyes.

The beautiful horn on her forehead faced the bright moonlight, then the stars, and a star map gradually appeared around Soraka.

A human girl poked her head out of Soraka's tent and looked at Soraka sitting on the stone with her eyes closed. She sighed, brought a blanket to Soraka and covered her with it.

"Although I don't need it, I still have to say thank you."

Soraka had a smile on her face and she spoke with her eyes closed.

The girl said nothing, but went back into the tent.

She was a Rakkor who, just a few weeks ago, had dreamed of becoming a Rakhorak warrior like her powerful mother, but now, she was no longer obsessed with that path.

Just like Soraka had told her.

[The world is big, with thousands of paths. Becoming a warrior is not the only path. She did not choose the mountain, did not make a decision, and the giant god would not respond to her. If she pursued blindly, death would be waiting for her.]

And now, the girl has become a believer of Soraka, although she doesn't know whether what she is doing is right.

After all, before this, the Rakkor people believed that Soraka was a demon.

But if Soraka is really a devil, then she will become a devil's believer. After all, the girl doesn't believe that there is such a kind and gentle devil in the world.

"Have a good rest, you will continue forging tomorrow."

Deep in the fire cave, Ornn said to Rowan. As he spoke, Ornn paused and said hesitantly: "Do you need something to eat?"

"It would be great if there is one." Rowan, who was so tired that he could not move at all, raised his head and said to Ornn with difficulty.

Ornn snorted and nodded: "Wait here."

With that, Ornn staggered out of the cave.

After Ornn left, Rowan closed his eyes directly. Fatigue swept over him, and he felt his consciousness floating away.

Then, the tired Luo Wen suddenly felt his body become lighter, and accompanied by a voice, Luo Wen opened his eyes.

"Welcome, human."

Before his eyes was a strange world. This was definitely not a rune planet, but a world with no visible boundaries, full of greenery and vitality. In this world, there were deer, sheep, rabbits, birds, and all kinds of herbivorous creatures. As well as, Rowan also saw a beautiful one. No, it cannot be described as one because that would be impolite.

It was a beautiful humanoid creature.

She has holy white hair, a mysterious purple skin, a pair of pointed ears and long horns on her forehead. Her eyes are like shining orange stars, and her thin lips are slightly parted, looking at her with a smile.

Her temperament is very similar to Janna's, but she is more gentle and holy than Janna.

"."

When he saw her, Luo Wen reached out and rubbed the back of his head.

The physical fatigue completely disappeared, and what followed was endless energy.

But do you gods all like to meet people in dreams?

Luo Wen felt something strange.

This is true for Lissandra and Soraka as well?
"Where am I?" Rowan asked Soraka.

"This is my world. I'm sorry for pulling you in without your consent," Soraka began.

She took a step forward, placed her hand on her chest, and whispered, "My name is Soraka, and I come from the heavens. But don't be nervous, I am not with the Titans. I am a wandering creature in the heavens."

"I brought you in this time because I have something to say to you."

Rowan nodded.

Does this count?
Talk to the stars?
(End of this chapter)

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