Journey to Infinity from the Witcher

It was dawn.

The red sun that originally hung high in the east disappeared without knowing when.

Large dark clouds drifted from the sky, casting shadows over the earth.

The lush green edge of the towering mountain tops.

The Gushan Expedition Team, which had just escaped from the Goblin Underground Kingdom and ascended to heaven not long ago, was finally overtaken by orcs and fought together again.

"boom..."

Thorin's oaken shield, which faced the enemy with a long sword in one hand and a tree trunk in place of a shield in the other, was once again thrown several meters away and hit a strong tree trunk hard.

"Is this your strength?"

"Thorin..."

Azog rode on a tall white ferocious warg and walked steadily towards Thorin Oakenshield who fell to the ground, sneering in his mouth.

Thorin Oakenshield twitched and tried to stand up, but was stepped on the chest by a white warg who quickly approached.

Before the battle, both sides, who were mortal enemies, made explanations.

For a while, the orcs and wargs did not dare to come forward and disturb the leader's battle.

The dwarves, on the other hand, were unable to rush for help because they were surrounded by several times the number of orcs and wargs.

"Is it the life of wandering and escaping like a wild dog that has sapped your fighting spirit?"

"Or are you exhausted from escaping from those dirty, weak goblins?"

The tall white warg's bared teeth revealed sharp, cold white teeth full of saliva, and he looked greedily at the embarrassed dwarf prince in front of him.

As long as the master gives the order, the white warg can immediately tear the dwarf prince in front of him into pieces and quickly swallow him.

Azog sat on a tall warg, looking down at Thorin Oakenshield who was being trampled and struggling under his feet, with a cold and proud look on his face: "You really disappoint me, Thorin..."

"In that case, let me send you to meet your grandfather Thor and your father Thorn..."

"Let's reunite you!"

Azog smiled ferociously and raised his weapon, about to hit Thorin's oaken shield.

This time it must be smashed firmly. No matter how tenacious Thorin's oak shield is, it will only end up with a cracked head and sudden death due to brain disintegration.

"No, Thorin is in danger..."

Finally, some dwarves noticed what was going on here.

"No, Thorin..."

"Thorin..."

The dwarves screamed one after another, but to no avail. Several times more orcs surrounded them.

For a time, the more the dwarves exclaimed, the more excited the orcs became.

Being trampled hard by the tall white warg king, nearly four to five meters in length, Thorin Oakenshield was struggling with all his strength.

It was just that I had just narrowly escaped from the legendary stone giant battle one day ago, and before I had time to rest and adjust, I fell into the trap of the goblin monsters.

After being tortured by the goblins for most of the night, he was rescued by Gandalf who arrived and managed to escape from the underground kingdom of the goblin monsters.

The intense mental concentration, continuous high-intensity battles, torture, and hunger had already exhausted Thorin Oakenshield's body to the extreme.

Now that they encountered Azog, who was powerful and in good condition, it was no surprise that Thorin Oakenshield lost in a few rounds.

On the contrary, it would be really strange if Thorin Oakenshield really defeated Azog.

The white warg king's body was heavily stepped on the ground. The foul saliva flowed from the warg king's cold fangs and flowed all over his face. Thorin Oakenshield struggled hard but could not break free at all.

Not far away from Gandalf, the dwarves looked anxious and tried their best to rush over, but were tightly surrounded by orcs.

Looking at Azog with a ferocious face and holding a sharp hammer high, Thorin Oakenshield truly felt the call of death for the first time.

"Do I really want to die here? At the hands of Azog?"

"No!"

"Even if you die, you will never die at the hands of an orc!"

"This is a shame!"

"This will always be a disgrace to Turin!!!"

Thinking of the serious consequences of his death at the hands of Azog, Thorin Oakenshield's eyes instantly turned red and his eyes were about to burst.

A sudden burst of strong desire to survive immediately caused his body to break away from the white warg king's iron hook-like claws, and was about to roll to the side.

It was just that Thorin's oaken shield erupted too late. Azog was holding a sharp hammer and had already smashed it down hard.

If this is done, you will definitely die!

"No..."

"Thorin..."

"Thorin..."

At this moment, the dwarves looked anxious and shouted in fear.

At this moment, the orcs screamed arrogantly.

At the critical moment!

Suddenly, a figure as fast as thunder suddenly appeared in the air around the two people and a wolf, leaping high in the air.

The cold sword light roared and struck at the Orc leader Azog on the back of the White Warg King.

Facing the sudden and fierce sword attack, Azog's expression suddenly changed.

He has no doubt that if this sword hits him, he will definitely not survive, and he may not even have a chance to be treated by his extremely powerful master.

"Damn it!"

"Damn humans!"

With almost no hesitation, the sharp hammer in Azog's hand that hit Thorin's oaken shield on the ground immediately changed direction and faced Gordon's sword light.

"boom!"

The fire exploded, deafening.

Swiftness (special skills), coupled with dragon power (special skills) and Gordon's original powerful strength, make this sword extremely ferocious, extremely powerful and heavy.

Even Azog, the most powerful half-orc leader, rushed to meet him. The result was that the Warg King was chopped down by Gordon's sword, and he fell to the ground hard and rolled several times.

The white warg king also became unsteady due to the huge force coming from the sword, and fell to the ground with a wailing sound.

It was just that the Warg King suffered less damage. He fell to the ground and quickly got up again. He ran away frantically. When he felt it was safe enough, he immediately turned around and once again bared his teeth and growled at Gordon in the center of the battlefield.

Instead of taking advantage of the situation to pursue him, Gordon held the sword in one hand and immediately bent down with the other hand to help Thorin Oaken Shield on the ground: "Is everything okay?"

"You can't die yet!"

Thorin Oakenshield struggled to stand up, spat out thick blood foam, and said: "Gorton, thank you!"

"If it weren't for you this time..."

"Okay, we are partners, and together we will go on an expedition to Gushan to defeat the dragon!"

"Besides, now is not the time to talk too much..."

Gordon interrupted Thorin Oakenshield's words and immediately stared at the Orc leader Azog who stood up quickly, as well as the Orc Warg Cavalry that was approaching with strange screams.

With one sword, Azog was chopped down and the warg was killed, and Thorin Oakenshield was rescued from the sword.

Gordon's thunderous and powerful operation shocked the entire audience.

No one could clearly see how Gordon made the move;

No one would think that Gordon's sword attack just now, which knocked Azog over and fell to the ground in disgrace, was just a sneak attack.

If the impression Gordon left on the orcs last time was just that of a powerful human adventurer.

So this time, Gordon's impression on the orcs will be even more dangerous, powerful and profound.

If Gordon can accomplish one thing he planned today.

Then the name of Gordon will quickly spread throughout the entire Orc clan and the Goblin clan.

It spreads throughout mankind, throughout the elves, and even throughout the major forces in Middle-earth.

That thing is: to kill the Orc leader Azog, who has the terrifying title of Destroyer and Blasphemer.