End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

Rumble! ! !

Black clouds weighed down, a cold whirlwind blew past, the torrential rain gradually diminished, and in the muddy valley, the trickle converged to the low-lying area, submerging the culvert.

Russell stepped on the water and fought fiercely with the three Ring Spirits. No one noticed that the raindrops were falling at a slower and slower speed, quietly suspended in the low sky.

As for the flowing culvert, the water flowed into the low-lying place and then stood still, as if the gravity came from the sky, and slowly floated up one drop after another.

Three ring spirits, two of them entangled Russell, and one of them swooped down with a flying dragon, using a magic long sword to freeze the water under Russell's feet into ice lumps.

Russell turned over and jumped. The raindrops in front of him condensed into a plane.

A waterspout rises up, blocking the way of the flying dragon. The ring spirit is about to swing his long sword to freeze it. Out of the corner of his eye, he catches a glimpse of Russell rushing towards him.

Although I don't know what Russell wants to do, there is nothing wrong with getting out of the way!

A stream of water rolled up, and Russell rushed into the sky like a cannonball. When he intersected with the flying dragon, the peerless blade flashed, cutting off the left wing of the flying dragon.

The latter let out a scream and fell from a high altitude while spinning.

Ring Spirit raised his hand and patted on the back of the flying dragon, his figure floated up gently as if weightless, and landed on the back of the other flying dragon.

Russell stepped on the water, looked at the flying dragon that fell to the ground, and the corner of his mouth slightly curled up. The long-coveted ingredients were in hand, and it was time to draw the end of this battle.

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Two flying dragons hovered around Russell, wanting to get close but fearing that Russell would cut off the dragon's wings. The ring spirit had long wanted to retreat, and now it was even more obvious.

Moreover, the three ring spirits sensed the aura of conspiracy, and Russell's attacks were not rushed a few times, not as aggressive as they were at the beginning.

If it was said that Russell's magic power was insufficient, the ring spirits would never believe it. Russell's several attacks were tempting them, more like delaying time.

retreat!

The three ring spirits looked at each other, and they all had the same idea. They were constantly disturbed by it, and drove the flying dragon to fly in the direction of Isinger's army.

Rumble! ! !

The water accumulated in the valley soared into the sky, gathering bit by bit, and the boiling wave rushed to the top of the valley in one breath, turning into a majestic water wall.

The ring spirit's heart trembled, and the wall of water in front of them bent at the waist, whistling and slapping towards them.

The ring spirits didn't dare to gamble with the flying dragon's life, the tide was so fierce that if they didn't drown, they would have to be patted into meatloaf. He decisively turned around and flew backwards, but as soon as he turned around, he was also hit by a monstrous wave.

Russell pumped all the rainwater from the valley, and the wall of water compressed in mid-air and became thicker and thicker, but it didn't hit the flying dragon directly, but wrapped it into a giant sphere like a pair of big hands clasped together.

The water flow surged on the surface of the sphere, and the ring spirit pierced it with a sword, and the frozen frost was smashed by the high-speed water flow. The effect was negligible, unless they could freeze the entire water sphere.

One of the ring spirits drove a rotten flying dragon into it, but as soon as the dragon's head penetrated, it was washed into a skeleton by the high-speed water. The ring spirit leaped lightly and came to the side of the two companions. The three of them stepped on a flying dragon, with men on the left and right, and it seemed quite crowded for a while.

The three of them were kings before their lives, and they were used to this kind of thing. They looked at each other and discussed how to get out.

They are immortal and not afraid of death, but the army of Mordor came out in full force and launched a full-scale attack on Gondor. The Eye of Sauron aimed at the capital of Gondor. Their resurrection strength in place will drop a little, and returning to the birthplace of Mordor to resurrect will affect the strategic layout of Helm's Deep.

Ever since, it became a real dilemma!

The kind Russell didn't make the Ringwraiths too entangled, a gap appeared above the giant water polo, and he was suspended in mid-air by stepping on the water.

The ominous premonition became stronger, and the ring spirit decisively launched a charge, and the three long swords intersected, shooting out a bone-piercing cold air.

Rumble! !

The strong light frightened the flying dragons from moving forward, and the cold air was blown away by the thunderbolts. The ring spirits felt it and raised their heads to look at the sky at the same time.

The rain outside has stopped, but the dark clouds have not dissipated.

The Thunder Snake sprinted out of the shady scene, bursting out with a loud rumbling noise, continuously hitting Russell.

Russell's whole body was wrapped in the thick lightning slurry, and the jumping flashes caused the surrounding airflow to dance crazily, and the white arc could be faintly seen wandering away and dissipating.

Sensing the terrifying energy accumulating more and more, the Ringwraiths could not approach and disperse, so they had to issue a black mist to defend. Suddenly, a strong light flashed and spread through the water polo, illuminating the night sky as if it were day.

The ring spirit looked at the intact body in surprise, it didn't explode?

Immediately afterwards, they saw a horrifying scene, surrounded by a vast expanse of whiteness, blue eyes opened one by one, and hundreds of silver-white giant wolves wrapped in layers outside the black mist, completely surrounding them.

Ring Spirit: "..."

The dazzling glare bloomed again, and then the Ring Spirits knew nothing...

boom! boom! boom! boom----

Roaring explosions continued one after another, thunder raged, and the sky overflowed with an extremely strong white light. The huge white ball swelled and expanded, unable to suppress the terrifying energy in the center, it exploded with a bang.

Rumble! !

The flickering light rushed outward, illuminating the night once again, and the dark clouds in the sky dissipated.

Russell stepped on the water, and getting the ring spirit was the first step, and then he had to deal another blow to the Isinger coalition forces.

The water splashed all over the sky again, forming a tsunami-like water wall. Most of this rainwater will disappear tomorrow if it is not used today. Based on the principle of shameful waste, Russell waved his hand and gave it all to the army of orcs who came from afar.

The valley was trembling, the waves were roaring, thousands of horses were rolling down like dumbfounded, and the momentum shook the sky!

"Unfortunately, the rain is a little lighter after all."

Russell floated to the ground, regardless of the casualties of the orcs, he was eager to return to the Horn Fort for a meal. Suddenly, a scene of the old man exchanging a shield for a wooden plank in the child's hand appeared in his mind, he subconsciously stopped, and thrust the Peerless Blade into the ground with his backhand.

"Oh, damn it, old man, it would be nice if you didn't give it to him..."

Speaking of this, Russell shook his head slightly, but he didn't see any movement. The gurgling stream condensed into a big hand, grabbed the flying dragon and threw it by the wall of the Horn Fort.

This flying dragon lost half of its wings, fell from a high altitude and suffered internal injuries, and was caught in the aftermath of the thunder explosion, barely hanging on with only one breath left. After being pinched and thrown by a big hand, he immediately kicked his feet, and he died with regret.

Russell sat down on the half-orc's corpse, muttering to himself: "I'm just not cruel enough, so I blow the cold wind alone in the middle of the night, which is far worse than Gandalf!"

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Fort Horn!

Sitting in the tower, Theoden watched the flying dragon appearing beside the city wall with a puzzled look on his face.

"Legolas, what does Wizard Russell mean?"

Legolas swallowed, and said concisely: "Eat!"

Theoden: "..."

Sorry, can you speak human language? I didn't understand the elf language just now!