Bringing the MC system to Middle-earth

Chapter 141 u cannot pass!

He knew that he could not outlast them.

In front of him were the Orc army and various giant beasts that were blocking and consuming resources, and in the back were the Balrogs that were waiting to attack and give a fatal blow.

After fighting for a long time, Levi had a good understanding of the combat power of the soldiers present.

Occs: as lowly as ants.

Trolls: slightly threatening.

Beasts: slightly risky.

Balrogs: evenly matched.

One Balrog could still fight, but adding others would be a little hard to say.

Ants can kill elephants.

With the current situation, I am afraid that all the troops of Moria are gathered in this hall, and anyone who misses a golden apple will be in danger of death.

When the wind is strong, a hero will not suffer a loss in front of him.

"I will definitely come back!"

After saying a harsh word, Levi threw out a pearl and teleported away on the spot.

"You can't escape. I have memorized your breath and your soul!"

The Balrog roared and chased after him. The Orcs hurriedly squeezed to the sides to make a wide road for him, and then hurriedly followed behind him.

Rumble...

The footsteps kept shaking, and the scorching air stuck to the back for a long time without subsiding.

As if to vent his anger, the stone pillars in the hall were grabbed with several deep marks, and the fallen fragments were crushed into slag by the Balrog.

In the corridor, a figure passed by at high speed and accidentally hit the weapon rack next to it.

"Oh, sorry!"

Levi braked suddenly, picked up the weapon and put it back carefully, and continued to run forward.

Hula——

Almost the next second after he left, the weapon and the rack were swallowed by the white flames, turning into molten iron and ashes.

Boom!

The narrow corridor was forcibly rammed into a wide passage by the Balrog, and the Orc army followed closely behind, not forgetting to beat the war drums to create an atmosphere.

Plop, plop, plop.

The drums kept beating, catching the beat of his heart, making Levi irritated.

These Oaks were like the toad, not biting but annoying.

"You wait for me to come next time, and you will definitely suffer!"

"Why not become the fruit yourself?"

The Flame Demon didn't know how he understood this sentence, and replied in the air while swinging his whip.

"Shut up, you coward who has been sleeping in the pit for thousands of years!"

"Coward? Now there are more cowardly people running in front..."

"Let's fight if you have the guts!"

"I promise you."

"Do you think I will believe it?"

Boom!

The sound of the drums gradually approached, and at the corner, Levi jumped onto the wall in one step, made a sharp turn, and almost ran sideways on the wall of the corridor for several steps.

Some Oaks emerged from the gates on both sides of the corridor in front of them, rushed up with their heads held high, and were knocked away in an instant, hitting the top of the corridor high.

When flying up, it was roasted to a rare medium by the flames, and when it fell down, it was burned to ashes by the passing Balrog.

The process was perfect, and with the drums of the Orc army, the etiquette was also in place.

Swish.

In front of another deep pit, Levi drank a bottle of speed potion, accelerated his running and jumped to the steps above, rushed to the opposite passage in three or two steps, and did not forget to blow up the steps.

"Now let's see how you..."

Levi turned around and saw the Balrog spread its wings formed by flames, jumped high, and glided for a short time.

OK, this guy has elytra.

While the Balrog was gliding, Levi quickly took out the cube to block the passage and built a wall.

But in a few seconds, a big hand smashed a hole in the wall, and the huge demon head stretched in and looked left and right, but could not find a single person. Levi tiptoed along the wall to the head, suddenly drew out his long sword and jumped up--

Dang!

"Ah--!"

A flash of white light passed by, and the Flame Demon covered his head and cried out in pain, unable to stop taking a few steps back.

He must be hit head-on!

After the attack was successful, Levi fled eastward without any regrets.

"Despicable bug!!!"

With a loud bang, the wall made of cobblestones shattered like toy blocks, scattered all over the ground.

The Flame Demon's anger increased greatly.

"Stupid guy."

Levi sneered, and his heart was also beating.

If there was this Flame Demon during the Battle of Five Armies, the outcome would be a bit suspenseful...

With this posture, ordinary city walls can't stop him at all.

"Why don't you go back to your pit and sleep right away? Cowardly guy, dog without a master, your pursuit is meaningless, and everything you do is just a waste of effort."

Levi kindly advised him, and while considering the health of the Balrog, he also friendly and loudly suggested:

"If you ask me, you might as well continue to fall into deep sleep and be loyal to your failed master in your dreams!"

The loud voice echoed in the underground space.

The Orcs who understood this suddenly felt cold in their hands and feet, and they didn't dare to look at the tall figure emitting flames in front of them.

Huh...

The flame on the Balrog's chest stagnated, and it shrank as if it was poured with a basin of cold water.

"Well said, you moved me, and pure pursuit is indeed meaningless..."

"Now I will chase you to the end of this world-until I witness your death with my own eyes, and then burn your body to ashes!!!"

Boom!

The flames surged with excitement. Levi's psychological counseling and comfort obviously worked, cheering up the Balrog and making him full of hope for life again.

He became a Balrog as warm as the sun - in the physical sense.

"From now on, you will never get rid of me, forever!!"

The Balrog's anger bar filled up instantly, and he kept chasing behind him, tirelessly and endlessly.

Even Levi didn't know how long this pursuit lasted.

Maybe it was a day, maybe two days.

Maybe a week had passed.

In this indistinguishable time, the man and the Balrog fought countless times and fought countless swords.

Sometimes the Balrog had the upper hand, pressing step by step, beating Levi to roll and dodge, and he would be seriously injured if he was hit more.

Sometimes Levi could also gain a slight advantage, or sneak attack, or block the terrain, and beat the Balrog dizzy, and his health bar dropped straight down, so he had to order the Oak army and the giant beast to go forward to resist.

No one knows how much terrain was destroyed and how many objects were melted.

One day in the future, when the dwarves return to Moria again, perhaps they will sigh with heartfelt emotion:

"Where am I?"

Plop.

Levi jumped down a big step and looked around blankly.

The layout of this place is a little familiar, but not too sure.

The gate, the corridor, the stone bridge under his feet that can only accommodate one person at a time, and the narrow passage that seems to lead to the outside world.

Levi lay on the side of the bridge and looked down. Even with the bonus of the night vision potion, this deep valley has no end, as if it leads to the void outside the world.

There is not much time to think.

The noise and heat soon emerged from behind, occupying the entire space.

The Balrog stood in front of the cliff stone bridge and roared loudly.

Levi raised his sword, blocked the bridge and shouted: "You can't pass here!"