Bright Moon Fairy King

Under the attack of the tree people, the orc army was continuously divided into several squares. The elves and humans in the royal capital seized this opportunity and joined the tree people to attack the orc army.

When the spiders in the dense forest saw that their allies were defeated and were not far from being completely wiped out, adhering to the mentality of killing their allies before killing themselves, the leading spider screamed, and all the spiders in the dense forest spread out eight slender lines. His legs fled towards the dense forest.

Asog on the mountain vomited out a mouthful of blood when he saw this scene, "Damn spider! This is betrayal! Shameful guys! I curse you!" Asog roared incompetently, using extremely vicious words The words cursed their recent ally, the Jungle Spider.

Thranduil rode a big-horned deer and rushed into the orcs. After a while, the big-horned deer rushed out again, with five or six orcs hanging on its flat antlers. Thranduil slashed his sword horizontally, The big head flew out.

"Come on! Victory is at hand, let us destroy them."

Treebeard and his companions continued to ravage the orc army. Every time they raised their feet, they would trample an orc into a meat pie. Every time they waved their arms, they would sweep seven or eight orcs into the sky.

Someone in the orc army shouted, "Run away! These tree men are devils. We can't defeat them. Run for your lives!"

After saying that, the orc dropped the sword in his hand and ran away. The butterfly effect continued to appear. The orcs dropped their weapons and ran for their lives. At this time, the few human cavalry gathered together again, and The elves formed a cavalry force of one thousand, and a strange scene appeared. In a black torrent, about ten thousand orcs were driven away like sheep by the cavalry force of 1000 people behind them.

The orc army was like headless flies, bumping around. Soon their physical strength was consumed a lot and their pace slowed down. The cavalry unit composed of elves and humans knew that the opportunity was coming.

So they united with the archers who came out of the city, and whoosh whoosh-whoosh-all the righteous ones directed their grievances with arrows towards the orc army.

With no weapons to stop the Orc army, which was already very tired, they could only roar helplessly at the rain of arrows that was about to fall from the sky.

The sound of sharp arrows piercing into flesh was heard on the ground, and the place where the orcs were was suddenly filled with howls, and they screamed in pain.The sound became weaker and weaker, and then they died one after another.

"The Witch King of Angmar!" The two separated in another collision. Both sides stared at each other intently. A half-orc who did not know whether to live or die raised a big sword and wanted to sneak attack Orovel, but Oroviel cut him off with a sword. After losing one of his legs, the half-orc couldn't hold on and fell towards the ground. However, what he fell to was not the familiar ground, but the incomparable sharp pain in his neck, and then he fell into darkness. among.

Just when the orc was about to fall, Orovel raised his sword, and the sharp Grammer Holy Sword sliced ​​his neck as easily as cutting tofu.

The leader of the Nazgul, the master of the Kingdom of Angmar, and the culprit responsible for the destruction of the Kingdom of Arnor established by the great Númenóreans, the Witch-King of Angmar.

"Damn Elf, you picked a wrong time and came to the wrong place, ruining our big plan. Even if all the orc army are buried here today, I will kill you here." Ange The Witch King holds his sword Morgul Sword in his right hand and a mace in his left hand.His head was covered with a black robe and it was impossible to see his face clearly, and black gas was exhaled from his mouth.

"Stop talking about these arrogant words, let's fight with real swords and guns, stop talking nonsense and watch the sword!" Oroviel didn't want to follow the chatty leader of the Ringwraiths and beep too much, just go up and do it.

Oroviel faced the hammer of the Witch King of Angmar. The Witch King of Angmar was taller than Oroviel. He tried to use his height advantage to continuously hit Oroviel with the mace. This was his A common move, but Orovel sneered at this. This guy didn't think that the sword in his hand was an ordinary weapon. Could it be smashed so easily?

After several collisions with Orovel's Holy Sword of Grammer, the hammer was filled with cracks. The Witch King of Angmar was unwilling to use all his strength to smash it down, and a shock wave hit the sword and the hammer. was born, and the surrounding orcs were knocked upside down by this shock wave.

When the Witch King of Angmar saw that the hammer in his hand was completely shattered, he immediately changed his tactics. He attacked with both hands at the same time, losing the hammer head, but it could still be used as an iron rod.

Orovel did not make a defensive gesture at all, and allowed the Witch King of Angmar to slash his sword to one side of him. The Witch King of Angmar smiled disdainfully when he saw him, but he was often extremely happy and sad. The Devil's Cave Sword Before it even came into contact with Orovel's body, he was knocked away by the fireball created by his left hand. The Devil's Cave Sword flipped several times in the air and was finally stuck on the ground.

The Witch King of Angmar sighed to himself that something was not good, so he summoned his mount Wurm to fly into the sky. If he continued to entangle with Orovir like this, after his army was completely wiped out, he would be the next to die.If you try your best, you can fight Oroville to the death, but don't forget that there is not only Oroville here, but also the Golden Flower Lord Glorfindel.

In another mountain range, Azog and Borg were covered with scars. Alma, who came to help them, was also beaten by Glorfindel until her robe was broken into rags and there were scars everywhere.

On the other hand, Glorfindel, Lord of the Golden Flower, only panted slightly and still maintained his elegant posture.So Alma summoned his mount, pulled Asog and Borg and fled for their lives.

Glorfindel could only watch them escape unwillingly, but there was nothing he could do about it.There was no way, he didn't have wings to take him flying.

The Witch King of Angmar here has already flown into the air and is about to say harsh words to express that they will come back to kill elves and humans again.

Oroviel turned into a stream of light and jumped onto the back of Yaron's mount. The Witch King of Angmar saw the evil star coming back again, and suddenly felt his liver and gallbladder bursting...

"You...you...don't come here!" The Witch King of Angmar moved his body and retreated, and immediately communicated with his mount before Orovel could react.

The Yalong listened to its master's command and flew up with its fleshy wings. Oruvel was almost thrown off by the sudden inertia. He grabbed a scale of the Yalong with one hand and was about to climb up. The Witch King Gema appeared, and he stabbed Orovel continuously with his Morgul Sword.

Orovir continued to dodge, and just like that, Yaron led the two of them away from the battlefield and flew towards the east. The Witch King of Angmar thought to himself, just drag this elf with him, and wait until he reaches Dol Gudu to let him go. The master took action to deal with him properly.

Orovel watched the scenery below constantly changing, moving towards the east. He knew that it would definitely not work if he was led by the nose like this.

So he condensed a fire element and followed his arm to Grammer's sword. The sword was flooded with red light, and then he stabbed it in the direction of Yalong's waist. Under the high temperature and the extremely sharp weapon, , the scales on Yalong's body that could withstand swords and guns seemed useless.

It plunged in easily, and then the fire element ran rampant inside the dragon's body like a train that had lost its tracks.

Yalong let out a painful cry, and no longer had the strength to incite the flesh wings. They hit the center of the big lake in Changhu Town like a meteor.Just as he was about to fall into the lake, the Witch King of Angmar hugged Orovel fiercely, and his body glowed with black and red evil light.

Oroviel knew that this was definitely not a good thing, so he struggled to take it out, but no matter how Oroviel attacked the Witch King of Angmar, it was of no use. He just held on tightly.

Bang!

There was a huge explosion, and the terrifying explosion shock wave stirred up a ten-meter-high water curtain on the lake, and soon the water curtain fell again.

Oroviel only felt the excruciating pain in his internal organs. He struggled to get back to the surface from the bottom of the lake, but the Witch King of Angmar killed himself at the cost of his life and completely seriously injured Oroviel.

A black figure in the lake opened its mouth toward him, and then swallowed it in all at once. In the huge explosion just now, an underground river flowing to the sea was exploded.

At this time, the voice of the World Tree's seeds rang, "Orovel, I feel the breath of the water of life."

After hearing this, Orovel opened his eyes suddenly, and the originally painful injuries were slightly relieved. He really thought that he had survived the catastrophe, and he would be blessed in the future!

The water of life that I have never had a clue about is finally there!There is hope!