I, Folyago, am the most devoted lover in Runeterra.

Just as he said, a True Person as powerful as Illaoi is not so easy to find.

It's hard to say if it were during Illaoi's peak.

She might be able to turn the tide and take on two opponents, but Illaoi is already seriously injured.

It was clear to almost anyone that Illaoi's defeat was inevitable.

Meanwhile, Planck is now completely at a disadvantage and is on the verge of defeat.

It's safe to say that Nagakaporos is doomed to lose.

Since defeat is inevitable, what is she waiting for?

Losing another legendary peak expert is not a worthwhile deal.

This far exceeded Fóyego's expectations.

How could an ancient monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years become rational because of temporary gains or losses?

This is something that Fóyego can't quite understand.

"Foyego, the outcome is still uncertain!"

"We'll see!"

Nagachabolos suddenly spoke, her dark green vertical pupils gazing towards the distant horizon, lost in thought...

Upon hearing this, Folgo fell silent again, beginning to ponder the hidden cards Nagakaporos might be holding.

Because he knew all too well that underestimating the enemy would lead to his own demise.

Even though he currently has the upper hand, Foygo does not dare to be careless in the face of this ancient deity who has lived for ten thousand years.

Silence fell once again as both gods prepared to reveal their final trump cards.

...........

"Aaaaaaahhhhhh!!!!"

At this moment, the veins on Illaoi's forehead bulged, and the divine power in his body poured out like a tidal wave.

For a time, just as Nagakaporos had said, even when fighting two opponents, he was still not at a disadvantage.

Meanwhile, Karthus and Hecarim were not in a hurry, but instead adopted a strategy of attrition and harassment.

It must be said that Hecarim's mind became much sharper after experiencing death once.

Perhaps the memory of being torn apart by Illaoi was still etched in his soul, preventing Hecarim from being consumed by the desire to kill.

Instead, they fought on the edge alongside Karthus.

Both of them knew in their hearts that although Illaoi looked fierce at the moment, she was just all bark and no bite.

The severe wound that pierced her chest was rapidly draining her life force.

This is why Russia went all in, launching a preemptive attack regardless of resource depletion.

Because her only chance of survival right now is to defeat Karthus and Hecarim in a short time in 3.4, thus buying herself time to heal.

Otherwise, if the situation drags on, Russia will face certain death.

Seeing that Hecarim and Karthus weren't falling for her trap, Illaoi could only feel anxious inside.

With Hecarim in front, Karthus could unleash death spells with impunity to interfere with and attack Illaoi.

Faced with powerful high-level death spells, Illaoi could only continuously expend large amounts of divine power to counteract them.

Illaoi knew she couldn't continue like this.

"Drink!!"

Illaoi roared, clearly indicating that he was about to unleash his final trump card.

Two relatively slender, pale tentacles suddenly sprouted from her thick body and wrapped around Karthus and Hecarim.

Chapter 77, Are his trump cards unlimited?

Faced with the attack unleashed by this powerful sea beast priest, Karthus and Hecarim dared not be careless in the slightest.

They all used magic and domains to resist.

But a strange thing happened: the pale tentacle actually passed through the defensive domain and magic the two of them had used.

It made direct contact with the two people and then tightly bound them together.

Almost instantly, the two found themselves strangely bound, unable to move at all!

As undead, Hecarim and Karthus saw through Illaoi's attack almost immediately.

Soul attack!!!

This is an attack launched from the soul level; ordinary methods simply cannot stop it!

Strangely, the two people bound by the tentacles did not suffer any other harm besides being restrained.

Meanwhile, the Russian attacking force, launched from afar, also remained motionless, frozen in place.

It seems that although this move is powerful and ignores defense, it is not without its limitations.

As the most powerful True One under Nagakaporos, Illaoi possesses the ability to see through the essence of others' souls and lead them through "trials".

And this ability, once materialized, will have the power to extract the other person's soul.

However, when using this power of 27, Illaoi's own soul will also be unable to move and will be bound to the spot.

Karthus and Hakkarim are undead and do not have any physical form.

The Black Phantom and the Iron Centaur are merely manifestations of the two people's souls.

Therefore, the two did not experience any signs of their souls being extracted; instead, they were directly bound to the spot.

Seeing that this move had succeeded, Illaoi did not rush to fight back. Her repeated forceful attacks only worsened her already severely injured body.

If Illaoi can find a place to receive treatment shortly after being injured, she might still be able to be saved.

But now, the successive battles and intense exertion have already depleted her vitality.

A hint of melancholy flashed in Illaoi's eyes; she was prepared to face death.

"Planck, you'll win, won't you?"

"Will the faith in Nagakaporos eventually spread throughout Bilgewater?"

"Remember what you promised me, you cunning man."

Through her intimate connection with God, Illaoi looked up at the sky, knowing that her God resided there.

But even at the very last moment, her god did not choose to save her.

In the final moments of her life, Illaoi remembered the cunning, treacherous, and cruel man.

This bizarre idea made Illaoi smile wryly.

Even so, she was determined to drag these two evil spirits, these two twisted souls, into hell!

Thinking of this, a resolute glint flashed in Illaoi's eyes.

In her current state, although she herself cannot move, that does not mean that other things cannot move.

For example... tentacles!!

..........

Seeing that he was trapped and unable to move, Karthus also had a bad feeling.

He was like Illaoi; although he was bound by soul tentacles and unable to move, he could still launch attacks.

Unlike Hecarim, who becomes useless once trapped in place, as a mage, ranged attacks are his forte.

Karthus no longer waited to die, but instead channeled all his magical power, gathering a powerful death spell!

A pale beam of light began to converge above Illaoi's head, emanating a terrifying aura of power symbolizing death and destruction.

However, Russia remained unmoved by this.

Karthus didn't have time to unleash his full power with this move, so he could only launch an attack in haste, hoping to interrupt Illaoi's attack.

A pale beam of light crashed down, but Illaoi neither dodged nor evaded, and was directly struck by the beam.

"boom!!!"

A pale beam of light descended from the sky, engulfing Illaoi's imposing figure, before the aftershocks of the attack subsided.

A burly figure remained standing firmly in place.

Even though there wasn't a single intact part of her body, even though her life was as fragile as a candle that could be extinguished at any moment in a storm.

However, the powerful fluctuations emanating from her showed no sign of abating.

A flicker of fear crossed Hecarim's eyes as he recalled once again the scene of being torn apart by tentacles imbued with golden divinity.

"Do not!!!"

"Why haven't you made a move yet?!"

"You really want to wait until we're both dead before you come out??"