Bright Moon Fairy King

The Balrog roared and emerged completely from the snowdrift. It seemed that the surrounding cold environment was indeed not conducive to the Balrog's full power.

The hot magma in Balrog's body stopped flowing, and his whole body showed a black and red rock color. The flames that were originally burning all over his body were only a trace of flames and billowing black smoke on the top of his head.

Taking advantage of the fact that the Balrog had just emerged from the snowdrift and before he could react urgently, Orovel took three steps and leaped forward. When he was about to reach the Balrog's range, he jumped down and slid away from the Balrog smoothly on the snow surface.

Orovel quickly slashed at Balrog's legs twice. This time, the sword was no longer focused on cutting liquid.He ruthlessly took away two pieces of black and red rock-like meat.

Roar!

The Balrog looked up to the sky and screamed. This damn ant completely angered him. He raised his right foot and slammed it down to trample Orovel to death. Seeing the crisis coming, Oroviel quickly rolled on the snow to hide. Turn on Balrog's Stampede.

Bang!

The snow on the snow was shaken up and flew everywhere. This blow was completely fatal.

Balrog saw that he had not stepped on this hateful ant, and waved the spiked whip in his hand.

Bang... Bang... Bang...

The spiked whip hit Orovel like a flexible snake. Oroviel kept rolling his body. The Balrog stared at Oroviel's rolling body and whipped the whip in his hand angrily.

Huge whips kept falling next to Orovel. As long as he was hit once, he would completely lose the opportunity to attack.Constantly attacked by Balrogs.

In this way, Orovel kept dodging the whip and came to the edge of the cliff step by step.Suddenly the sole of his foot slipped and fell, and he quickly grabbed a snow-covered stone with his hands.

The Balrog saw Orovel stepping into danger and smiled triumphantly, "Damn Elf, you can't run away now!" As he said that, the Balrog aimed at Orovel with the hand holding the giant sword.

"Go to hell! Damn the elves! Just be buried in my hands like your ancestors who did not know how to live or die 6000 years ago!"

The giant sword struck down with the force of destroying the heaven and the earth. Orovel wanted to pick up the Holy Sword of Gegramo to fight back, but unfortunately the stone was too slippery and he couldn't use any strength at all.

"Are we going to be completely doomed?" Orovel watched in despair as the giant sword above his head fell step by step. Death is not scary, but the process of death is scary.

Just as the giant sword was about to fall on Orovel's head, a thunder exploded in the air.

The World Tree seeds hanging around Orovel's neck gave off a faint light!

Boom!

A purple lightning bolt as thick as a bucket appeared suddenly and hit Balrog's head with destructive force.The huge power blew up the huge body of the Balrog with a bang.

The word "Ballam" was on the ground, and Orovel's hand holding the stone temporarily emitted white light, and his fingers pierced into the stone like mud. He shook his body, shook it hard, and returned to the snowy ground just now.

Orovel stood up straight and looked at the World Tree seeds that still had a glimmer of light on his neck.Whispering, "Did you save me? Thank you!"

Balrog shook his body and struggled to stand up. The bucket-thick purple lightning just now made his body that was already seriously injured once again aggravated the injury.

Balrog threw away the spiked whip in his other hand, and instead faced Oroviel with the giant sword in both hands.

They are making final desperate preparations.

Orovel mobilized all the remaining elemental power to gather the surrounding ice elements on the sword.

The Balrog spit out flames with black smoke from his mouth onto the giant sword.The entire sword released burning flames and black smoke.

Snowflakes fell from the sky. An elf and a Balrog looked at both sides like statues, but no one took the lead.

The moment the snowflakes were about to fall on the snow, both sides acted at the same time, and the snowflakes that were about to fall were swept up into the air by the wind brought up by the rapid speed of both sides.

Clang!

The giant sword and the holy sword of Lamo continued to collide, and they were inextricably linked.Orovel slipped sideways and jumped up with the Holy Sword of Grammer, leaving a huge wound two meters long on Balrog's waist.Black and red blood began to flow from the wound.

Balrog didn't care that the wound was bleeding, he wanted this elf to die!

He swung the giant sword with all his strength and hit Orovel who was jumping up to fill another wound on him.

Orovel watched as the giant sword struck towards his waist, intending to cut him in half.He hurriedly used Grammer's Holy Sword.

Orovel's body hit the snow like a kite with a broken string.He held the sword in one hand and tried to stand up. The rib that pierced his lungs pierced Orovel's lungs even more from the impact.

Wow, that's it.

Orovel spat out blood with golden threads.

Balrog would not give up this golden opportunity and rushed over with a giant sword in both hands.

Orovel bent his toes and hit the Balrog's chest with all his strength, and his body was shot out like a cannonball.

Before the Balrog had time to be happy, Oroviel was seriously injured and unable to fight back. He looked at Oroviel flying over like a cannonball in horror.

Oh my gosh!How could this elf be tougher than him?

The sharp Holy Sword of Grammer pierced the Balrog's chest again with the ice element.This time the Balrog could never be resurrected.

With his feet firmly on the Balrog's chest, he jumped away.

The Balrog retreated tremblingly, and finally fell into the cliff.

Orovel looked up at the sky, feeling the snowflakes falling on his cheeks bit by bit, and slowly closed his eyes.

A shocking roar from the depths of the Angmar Mountains... No!

After Orovel fell asleep for a long time, a figure wearing a white hood appeared on the cliff. She watched Orovel gently caressing his forehead with his hand.

Warm white light was released from his hand, covering Orovel's body in circles.

Thank you for taking such good care of him~ Now is not the time for me to see them~

I believe we will meet again one day.

After doing all this, the figure wearing a white hood disappeared into the vast snow with a few deft jumps...