End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

The Witch King of Angmar is a person who does great things. After analyzing the stakes, he decided to recruit the old mountain dragon transformed by Russell.

We are all on our own, and we can't agree on a deal once, but there will be opportunities for cooperation after a face-to-face meeting.

As for the half-orcs who died tragically, the Witch King didn't feel bad at all, and he didn't care about how many troops there were in Mordor.

Gandalf didn't know what was going on in the Witch King's mind. Seeing him standing still, neither attacking nor speaking, he mistakenly thought that he recognized Russell's identity. The staff was held high, and the white light was sprinkled. After the darkness was dispelled, the sword was raised to encircle the Witch King into the battle circle, making it impossible for him to escape.

"Old guy, let me spare your life today."

The Witch King said coldly, his scarlet eyes flickered, and a torrent of black sword energy rolled down.

The light representing white dimmed instantly, and Gandalf suddenly felt a huge wind pressure blowing towards him. The torrent of darkness had dual magical powers of corrosion and fear, which scared him to hastily raised his sword staff to block.

The sword and staff were crossed in front of his chest, and Gandalf was almost suffocated by the black torrent. He staggered and took two steps back. With a clang, the power of light exploded to disperse the darkness.

Looking up, the Witch King of Angmar turned into a puff of black smoke and flew towards the center of the battlefield.

"Oops!"

Gandalf's face twitched, and his face was burning with pain. He had just taught the Witch King to be a man in front of Russell, and it didn't take long before he let the Witch King go.

A whistle sounded, and the giant eagle descended from the sky. Gandalf jumped up and followed the black smoke.

"How to get over it later, Russell is not an honest man, it's not easy to fool him..."

Gandalf rode on the back of the giant eagle and muttered. As a mature Maia, he quickly prepared his words and showed a light smile like a master of the world.

...

In the area of ​​the Palenno Plain near the city wall, Russell rolled all the way to the end, crushing all the catapults, moved his buttocks twice, and continued rolling in another direction.

The old mountain dragon is huge and easy to become a living target, but its defense is extremely powerful. The cold weapons of the Middle Earth Continent can't even leave a white mark on it.

In fact, the old mountain dragon does not breathe elements, and its output mainly depends on its huge body; it cannot fly, lacks mobility, and relies on an indestructible carapace against the enemy. It is not a powerful dragon species. dog.

The reason why Wushuang mows the grass on the battlefield is that the legend about the dragon in Middle-earth is too terrifying, and the half-orcs are frightened to lose their fighting spirit when they appear on the stage, and the second is that the half-orc army does not have hero-level combat power. Even if there are too many ants killing elephants, what kind of ants should be classified.

The old mountain dragon was placed in the third era of Middle-earth, and it is a big killer on the battlefield, and it is a relatively powerful BOSS. In the second era, it is a slightly more powerful BOSS, which can be handled with a little effort.

In the first era, at best, it was a cannon fodder lizard, and if it ran too slowly, it would be smashed to death by the arrows.

Put it in the Twin Trees... er, what is the little mountain dragon?

Russell was rolling happily, when suddenly a strong and cold aura fell from the sky, he turned over hastily, and if he guessed correctly, it should be the monster hunter from the half-orc side.

Black smoke hovered on the ground, and the Witch King of Angmar stepped out of the hazy black mist, bowed slightly to salute, and said very politely: "Mighty Dragon Clan, I send my greetings to you on behalf of the master."

Russell is a little confused, what's the situation, the usual BB before starting the fight?

There was no response, and the Witch King didn't take it seriously, and continued: "My master Sauron, the current ruler of Mordor, was once the adjutant of the dark emperor Morgoth, so we are not enemies."

Russell blinked. The Witch King's words were a bit profound, and he couldn't quite understand them.

"On behalf of my master, I extend an invitation to you. Let us conquer Middle-earth together. After that, you can choose a territory at will, and it will be filled with gold and precious stones."

After finishing speaking, the Witch King raised his head to meet Russell's gaze, the meaning was obvious, it was time for Russell to express his opinion.

Russell didn't even think about it, and immediately expressed his attitude, turned around suddenly, the huge long tail rubbed against the air, burst into the air, like swatting a fly,

Slapped directly.

When the strong wind hit, the Witch King calmly erected his long sword to block his side, and the dark mist boiled and turned into a thick shield. With a loud bang, the shield shattered and turned back into a black mist, and the momentum of the heavy blow of the whip tail also stopped.

Russell: "..."

I can't beat it, I'm so flustered!

"Dragon Clan, what are you doing?"

The sudden turn of events annoyed the Witch King, and Russell didn't hesitate to attack, making his previous actions look like a buffoon.

huh huh———

The giant eagle flapped its wings and came, leaving Gandalf behind. Russell's eyes drifted away, and disappeared into the distance with the figure of the giant eagle.

When he came back to his senses, Gandalf and the Witch King had already started fighting. One was black and the other was white.

Russell checked the countdown. Laoshanlong's character card had 50 seconds remaining, and there were nearly 10,000 orcs forming an army to the south. He wanted to completely overwhelm the camel, but he also knew that the Witch King would not sit idly by.

As for Gandalf, this bad old man is always a step behind, and there are all kinds of high-sounding reasons. It is better to expect the Witch King to fall by himself than to expect him to stop the Witch King.

"System, use 'Skill Card: Iron Tail'."

[Skill Card: Iron Tail (use the hard tail to beat the opponent to attack, sometimes it will reduce the opponent's defense)]

When the skill card took effect, Russell immediately understood it, as if he had practiced this trick thousands of times. The dragon's eyes flashed fiercely, and the huge long tail turned around with its body, lashing towards the front frantically.

Gandalf was colliding with the Witch King's sword, wrestling to crush him.

Suddenly, a violent wind hit, and from the corner of the eye, they saw the giant tail attacking. Both of them felt a chill in their hearts. They looked at each other and nodded, and at the same time they stopped their hands and switched to defense.

One light and one dark, the two-color light curtain stands up!

Rumble! !

The huge long tail lit up with a golden light, shot across the air and created a cloud of sonic booms, which hit the two-color light curtain, and immediately sent out a huge roar that shook the earth and shook the mountains.

Time slowed down at this moment, and it could be seen that the black and white light curtains rippled and rippled like water waves, and then all of them dimmed.

The light curtain was beaten into a depression, Gandalf spat out blood with a puff, and the Witch King was also injured, and a layer of black mist was cut off from his body.

In the next second, the light curtain burst, and the momentum of the giant tail continued to draw on the two of them, causing them to turn into meteors and disappear over the Palenno Plain.

"Gandalf, this assist is yours!"

Russell gave a thumbs up to the sky, as expected of a mature Maier, with a keen mind, knowing that he wanted to use a big move, he would rather sacrifice himself and drag the Witch King in place.

After solving the worries of the future, Russell roared and rushed towards the tens of thousands of orcs in the south of the plain.

He ran extremely fast on all fours, and the half-orcs caught up with him from behind within a few steps. He leaped high, and his huge body descended from the sky, crushing them in the army formation.

rolling around! ! !