A certain sword soul's infinite journey

Chapter 412 The Tragic Battle Situation ([-] words combined)

"Roar!!!"

A roar full of anger echoed in the underground kingdom.

The black giant tiger collided with the scorching Balrog frequently, and countless cold mist and scalding heat waves swept towards the surroundings, breaking the thick stone pillars tens of hundreds of meters high in the surrounding area.

"Whoa, whoa-"

Countless rubble fell down, smashing the originally flat ground with cracks everywhere.

Soon, there were not a few intact places on the ground outside the temple, and there were broken stone pillars and stone slabs everywhere.

This is a pain for Gandalf who is caught in it.

Both Balrog and Qiongqi have wings and tails. Even if they can't stretch out in this underground space, they can at least maintain their balance in the pile of rocks, and they can even leap around between stone pillars and swing their claws. facing each other.

Compared with them, Gandalf not only has nothing, but also wears a very obstructive gray wizard robe.

After just a few minutes, Gandalf's body, head and face were covered with ashes, the wizard hat on top of his head was lost somewhere, and there were several holes in the gray robe. The whole person looked very strange. Embarrassed.

But Gandalf is Gandalf after all.

After dodging the broken stone pillar falling from the top of his head again, Gandalf gritted his teeth, swiped his sword and cut off the hem of the wizard's robe, lifted it up and tied it around his waist, and then began to walk.

At this time, Gandalf's all-round advantage of adding points emerged.

You thought he was a mage, but he swung his sword and turned into a warrior.

You thought he was a warrior, but he turned and jumped and became an assassin again.

The Balrog and Qiongqi not far away were still colliding violently. The surrounding stone pillars were either melted by the raging flames and collapsed to one side, or were shattered into pieces and fell down by the sharp claws of the black mist. .

Numerous pieces of rubble were either splashed from afar or fell from the ceiling
Gandalf flicked his legs, held a sword in one hand and a stick in the other, tossing and turning among the messy rubble piles outside the temple, avoiding the aftermath of the collision of the two monsters with extraordinary agility.

While leaping vertically and horizontally, Gandalf swung a stick and knocked on a flying stone.

Biting cold air diffused from the magic stone at the end of the staff, and the stone the size of a human head was immediately covered by a touch of frost, shooting towards the Balrog like a shell fired from its chamber.

The sound of howling wind came, and the Balrog didn't even look at it. He flicked the flame whip in his hand without hesitation, splitting the cold stone into pieces.

The giant black tiger roared, seized the opportunity to flap its wings, and turned into a jet-black lightning to slash towards the Balrog. The thick black mist surrounded its sharp claws in an instant, and five sharp black blades extended in front of it.

Swish!Swah——

The pitch-black blade quickly slashed across Balrog's side, tearing off its left arm and shoulder almost without hindrance.

Steaming blood splattered, and the Balrog let out a cry of pain, and his body couldn't stop falling backwards.

Five hideous and terrifying scars appeared on its left chest, and hot blood like lava gushed out from the scars.

But there was no joy in Gandalf's heart.

The black tiger who passed by broke his body even more, and slashed towards the Balrog again.

The Balrog, who seemed to be seriously injured, turned around abruptly, as if his body was not affected by the scars at all.

The remaining right hand grasped the blazing flame whip, and swung it in the direction where the shadow came.

The long whip pierced through the air, and the front end divided into five thinner flame whips in mid-air, which seemed to be alive and entwined with the five blades cut by the black giant tiger.

"Roar!!!"

The Balrog tightly grasped the flame whip with his five fingers, and roared, the flames in his chest rose slowly, and the endless heat wave burst out with unstoppable anger, melting all the gravel under his body into lava and magma.

Accompanied by the appearance of magma and the warming of the air, Balrog's power surged again, his muscles as hard as lava swelled up, and the long whip flicked suddenly, throwing the black giant tiger struggling to support it to the side.

The black giant tiger shot towards the stone pillars like a shell out of its chamber. After collapsing three stone pillars one after another, it was buried in the stone pile by the falling rubble.

Gandalf muttered something, and the staff in his hand hit the ground heavily.

The holy white light immediately bloomed on the top of the staff, dispelling the surrounding fire waves with dark power, and at the same time, his figure suddenly jumped, bringing the white light on the staff to the Balrog.

The light bloomed and shone on the hideous and terrifying wound on the Balrog's chest.

The originally scorching blood instantly turned into ashes and rose up. The Balrog, who was still paying attention to the black tiger, suddenly let out a scream, swung his right arm suddenly, and hit his head and face with the flaming long whip carrying a billowing heat wave.

The ear-piercing scream came, and Gandalf's face remained unchanged. He jumped aside when the whip was approaching. The staff in his hand was still held high, blooming with the purest white holy light.

The Balrog fought too much with the black tiger before, so Gandalf didn't dare to use the holy light at all, for fear that it would affect the black tiger and make it angry and turn to deal with itself first.

The Balrog was terribly pained by the holy light of Gandalf, covering his face with his right hand and backing back again and again.

The raging flames rising in his chest were slightly extinguished, and even the waves of fire around him were also shaken.

"Roar!!!"

After the initial pain, all that was left in the Balrog's heart was raging anger.

He blocked the light with the bat wings behind him, swung the flaming whip in his hand, rolled up a broken stone pillar the size of a millstone from the ground, and threw it fiercely in the direction of Gandalf.

"call--"

The giant stone pillar came through the air, and Gandalf was startled, and quickly jumped to the side.

The holy light on the staff also had to stop.

The Balrog's eyes lit up immediately, and two flames spewed out from his eyes, and then he swung his right hand to the side, rolling up many stones and throwing them in the direction of Gandalf.

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo—"

The dense stones came one after another like cannonballs, and Gandalf kept moving and dodging, so he didn't have the mind and energy to maintain the holy light.

In desperation, Gandalf had to temporarily put down his staff.

Taking advantage of the extinguishment of the holy light, the Balrog brandished the flame whip while controlling the flames in his chest to explode out of his body.

Hot magma-like fluid flowed out of the flames, quickly repairing the scars on his chest.

In just a few seconds, an intact arm reappeared.

At this time, the buried giant black tiger finally lifted off the top rock and crawled out from the pile of rubble.

"Roar!!"

Seeing the already intact Balrog, the giant black tiger roared angrily, and threw its long black tail behind it like venting, smashing a huge rock to pieces.

Gandalf dodged a falling boulder with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

No way, the only weakness of the Balrog is the raging flames at the core.

If they cannot extinguish its flames, then they will never be able to kill the Balrog...

But how can it be so easy to extinguish its flame core!

'Especially with this guy...'

Gandalf sighed faintly in his heart.

There is no way, the compatibility between the two of them is really bad, and this guy can't speak the common language, and his fighting style is more inclined to beasts, and he is still a beast fighting alone!
如果说他和林易之间的配合属于1+1=2，那么他和小黑猫之间的配合就是1+1≤1……

Poor Gandalf has fought countless battles in his life, and has never experienced such an aggrieved two-on-one.

... If I had known this, it would be better for him to copy the guy himself!
Gandalf thought in his heart, but the Balrog on the opposite side didn't give them a chance to breathe, and rushed towards them with a roar.

"Damn it, this guy is getting braver as he fights!"

Gandalf couldn't help but curse secretly.

Before he could make any further moves, the giant black tiger on the stone pile flapped its black wings and rushed towards the Balrog without thinking.

"Roar!!!"

"Roar!!!"

Two equally imposing roars echoed in the hall.

Gandalf's complexion changed for a while, all the entanglements in his chest, all the helplessness, could only turn into a deep sigh in the end.

No way, I can only copy the guy!
……

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Outside the mines of Moria.

The fierce battle is still breaking out.

Giant war wolves crushed into the half-orc army like small tanks, and scattered those weak half-orcs back and forth. Like stepping on ants, they smashed the swarming half-orcs into meat paste.

Blood resounded over Moria along with screams, and countless corpses were lying on the battlefield.

In terms of strength alone, these weak half-orcs would naturally not be the opponents of the giant war wolves and giant rock monsters, but most of the ants would really kill elephants.

Under the continuous offensive of the half-orcs, more and more war wolves fell to the ground.

The body of the giant rock monster that rushed to the front was covered with blood and scars, many swords and spears were even left in the wound, and the wound continued to expand as the giant monster moved step by step.

The blood kept flowing, and the scars healed and torn open.

After another swing of the stick, the giant rock monster finally lost the strength to lift the stick again, dragging its body that was almost bleeding from blood, and fell exhaustedly on the battlefield.

The orc, who had no time to dodge, let out a scream, and was crushed into a meatloaf by the giant monster's huge body.

Following the fall of the giant rock monster at the front, the bodies of two more giant monsters began to crumble.

The largest war wolf slapped a half-orc on the ground, with a bloody mouth, and bit off its head while the half-orc screamed in panic.

Blood flowed down the fangs, and the giant war wolf raised its neck and looked forward with red eyes.

There, half-orcs in poor-quality iron armor emerged from the damaged ruins in an endless stream, brandishing swords and spears and rushing to the battlefield, as if there were really endless.

The half-orcs in the distance formed a black line, advancing rapidly towards the battlefield.

The giant war wolf stood there watching for a while, then silently lowered its limbs, bared its fangs, and rushed towards the long black line in its field of vision again.

The rest of the giant war wolves bit the enemy in front of them to death desperately, howled and charged forward behind the leader.

The battle formations on both sides approached quickly, and from a high altitude, it looked like a group of black beetles rushing towards the densely packed ants ahead.

Just when the two black torrents were about to collide, a sharp whistling sound came from the sky.

The half-orcs who were facing the sky in front of them could not help but hesitate slightly, and looked up at the sky.

The giant war wolves, who were supposed to have nothing else to do, also felt something, and raised their heads together.

I saw a dazzling silver-white sword light tearing apart the dark clouds in the sky, and drawing a clear white trajectory with the layers of sonic boom clouds exploding behind it, heading towards the motorcycle at a terrifying and exaggerated speed. The direction of Rhea struck.

The half-orc commander at the rear of the army was suddenly terrified.

Although he didn't know what a sonic boom cloud was, he was keenly aware that the whistling sound seemed to be chasing the sword light!

"how can that be?!"

Another half-orc leader couldn't help but issued a declaration of defeat.

In just an instant, the sword light in the sky has already reached the sky above the battlefield.

[No Self Sword Qi·Silver Light Falling Blade]! !

The streamer-like silver light wrapped around Lin Yi's body, and fell heavily to the ground with the force of a thunderbolt. The bright silver light with extremely sharp sword intent even overshadowed the sun exposed in the gap of the dark clouds in an instant !
As the silver light fell, the air at the tip of the sword was faintly reddened by the extreme compression.

A strong sense of depression fell from the sky, oppressing the hearts of every half-orc.

The half-orc leader at the back of the army only felt his scalp go numb, and a fear of suffocation flooded his mind like a tide.

When the sword light turned back down, the giant war wolf at the front had already stopped and howled up to the sky without hesitation. All the giant war wolves stopped in unison, turned around and ran in the opposite direction more than.

Seeing this scene, all the previous depression and fear finally turned into an urge to escape.

The two half-orc commanders at the rear of the army abandoned the army in an instant, and fled frantically on the wolf beneath them.

But how could their speed compare to the sword light in the sky?
The silver light flashed down.

Like a comet hitting the earth, a destructive power is released from the silver light in an instant.

The hard ground was as soft as water in front of this force, and earth-yellow ripples rippling around the tip of the sword.

In an instant, a huge round pit with a diameter of [-] meters appeared on the ground, and the orcs within a radius of [-] meters were instantly crushed into a pulp by this heavy pressure.

The huge force turned into a more powerful shock wave, which oscillated with countless sand, gravel, flesh and metal debris, and spread wildly in all directions in a circular shape.

The gust of wind whizzed past, carrying a frightening force of shock.

Countless orcs were knocked into the air by the shock wave.

The eyes of the half-orc who was a little closer burst open instantly, and countless internal organs that were shattered into pieces spewed out from the acupoints all over his body, and lost all vitality in an instant.

The half-orc who was a little further away couldn't move anymore, his eyes were wide open and bloodshot, his internal organs were also shattered by the shock wave, he could only vomit blood, and died unwillingly.

Only half-orcs 500 meters away managed to escape from the most dangerous area, and the impact they endured was probably only as strong as a kick from an adult male human being.

But even so, not every half-orc can survive.

If you are lucky enough to hit a soft corpse or an open space, you may still survive.

On the less fortunate side, two half-orc leaders seemed to be fleeing, one collided with a stone pillar in the ruins of Moria, and the other directly collided with a protruding iron bar, and both died instantly.

On the battlefield, strong shock waves were still raging everywhere. All the half-orcs who saw this scene were already devastated, screaming and fleeing outwards.

The war wolves farther away escaped in time, and Lin Yi's landing point was biased towards the half-orc battle formation, so none of them died from the silver light falling blade, but many dead war wolves were shaken by the shock wave He had to throw it and fell backwards.

Seeing the escaped half-orcs at this moment, the war giant wolves howled excitedly, and led by the largest giant wolf, strangled the half-orcs separated by the round pit.

Lin Yi slowly floated up from the bottom of the round pit and landed on the edge of the round pit.

As for why not just jump up from the bottom of the pit...

Without him, my legs are numb.

The corner of Lin Yi's mouth twitched slightly, and the silver-white sword energy circulated between the muscles of his legs, relieving the soreness.

When it was almost slow, Lin Yi activated the gravitational field on his body, his figure slowly left the ground, and kept rising towards the sky.

Coming to the sky, Lin Yi frowned slightly, and his silver-white vertical pupils scanned the battlefield back and forth.

It has to be said that the orcs' crowd tactics are quite powerful. In just a few hours, the number of war wolves has dropped by half, and three rock monsters have fallen. OB also lost three of his nightmare horses.

Of course, commensurate with such a tragic battle, there are naturally half-orc corpses all over the battlefield.

According to a rough estimate, there were at least 1000 half-orc corpses lying on the battlefield.

This is because Lin Yi's silver falling blade crushed countless corpses into an unrecognizable mosaic, and at the same time buried many corpses in the sand attached to the shock wave.

If you separate the flesh and blood that were mixed together, and count the half-orcs killed by the Silver Falling Blade...

After pondering for a while, Lin Yi got the number three thousand.

Of course, this number is huge in Middle-earth, but in Lin Yi's mind, the lives of three thousand and a half orcs are far less than those war wolves who died in the legion.

Lin Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, and his figure turned into a sword light and landed beside the biggest war wolf.

When the silver light fell from the sky, the giant wolf was slightly taken aback, and quickly slapped the orc under the wolf's claws to death, then crouched obediently in place, looking at Lin Yi with piercing eyes.

Lin Yi floated in front of the giant wolf, his body level with its head.

"Good job!"

Lin Yi smiled and touched its wolf kiss, but there was a trace of complicated emotions in his eyes.

If it is said that Lin Yi had no concept of the legion system before, then now, he has deeply understood the meaning behind the words "Adventure Group Affiliated Legion"——

They will really fight to the last breath of their lives for a word between themselves and the little black cat!
(End of this chapter)