Balrog has two weapons.
One is a long sword made of flames, and the other is a long flame whip with its tail divided into many tail points.
These two weapons are close and far away.
It can be used to attack close enemies.
It can also defend against enemies from afar.
Coupled with the extremely terrifying shadows and scorching flames on its body, although Gandalf and Cirdan worked together, they still could not find favor with this ancient demon.
"Mr. Wizard."
Dragon Byrne carried his silver warhammer, walked up to the embarrassed wizard, and asked angrily.
"Can this thing kill?"
Gandalf was panting slightly, his white hair on his forehead was messy, and his hands and feet were limp.
Obviously, the wizard's performance was not as easy as the second-rate lines he shouted.
This fallen Holy Spirit is much more difficult to deal with than expected.
Gandalf thought to himself.
He has all kinds of "little tricks".
He had learned it from various holy creatures and the mouths of Valar over the years.
But after this originally holy creature was seduced, tortured, and twisted by the terrifying dark enemy Morgothri, it became the depraved monster it is now.
The former Holy Spirit who fell into this twisted form may have forgotten many of its great powers, but there is one thing it has not forgotten.
Its timeless nature!
Balrog, like Sauron, is immortal.
Their bodies are only the carriers of their souls. The destruction of their bodies will only let their souls wander between heaven and earth, becoming invisible ghosts. Perhaps after many years, their twisted souls will be completely lost in the endless time. , but that was a long, long time later.
It is not an easy task to completely destroy a Balrog or Sauron.
To put it simply, the Balrog in front of him has a fear aura and a scorching aura, as well as most magic immunity and strong physical defense.
And without the enemy hammer (that is, the sword) Gramdrin in hand, Gandalf obviously had no good way to deal with the Balrog in front of him.
The mortal iron currently on his waist has no effect on this ancient demon.
However, Qildan, who had the sword in his hand, made the Balrog quite afraid.
The elves of Gondolin in the First Age enchanted the sword with curses and magic, which magnified the sword's damage to Balrogs and Orcs. The wounds previously slashed by the master of Gray Harbor could not heal.
However, compared to Gandalf who was hiding in the distance and setting off fireworks, Cirdan had to be careful of the terrifying flames on the Balrog, which was a damage that even the elves could not withstand.
So for a while, the two sides were in a stalemate. And as time went by, the wizard and the master of Gray Harbor gradually fell into a disadvantage.
"You can try to unscrew its head."
The wizard, who was feeling helpless about the Dragonborn's inappropriate joke, said angrily.
Naya, the Ring of Fire, can make him immune to the power of fire demons that corrode people's hearts, and can also heal people's hearts corroded by dark forces, but it does not mean that he can solve the fallen monsters in front of him. The Ring of Power is not used for fighting and killing. , all those who hold the Ring of Power should keep this in mind!
As a result, the black-haired dragonborn actually nodded.
"Maybe this is a good idea!"
He said.
"Can you help me contain it?"
The Dragonborn spoke and gestured, and the embarrassed look on his words made the gray-robed wizard's gloomy mood feel a little better.
It seems that after not seeing him for a few days, his Elvish is still as bad as before.
"If you have a plan, just implement it." The wizard said seriously: "Don't worry about the servant of the Secret Fire. He will provide you with the support you need when you need it."
It seemed that Gandalf agreed. Dragon Byrne nodded with satisfaction. He took a deep breath, picked up the exaggerated war hammer, and walked towards the Balrog.
"Ocrianum!"
Childan shouted in surprise.
But Dragon Byrne is no fool.
When the elves and dwarves were eroded by the dark magic of this monster before, he only felt a heavy weight on his body, and then it passed without any special discomfort.
Apparently the dragon's will made him fearless of the Balrog's aura of fear. This is very important and will be mentioned in detail later.
And the dragon's physique made him immune to the flames of the Balrog.
Therefore, Dragon Byrne felt that he still had a high chance of killing the Balrog.
Of course, the premise is that the master of the Gray Harbor and the wizard will help from the side to divert the attention of the Balrog.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, isn't it just a monster on fire? If you dare, give me a hammer!"
Looking at the flaming monster that was much taller than him, an indescribable sense of oppression came over him, and Dragon Byrne whispered in a language that only he could understand.
The Balrog was also very angry at the mortal in front of him who dared to challenge him.
I saw the terrifying shadow flashing back, and then with a terrifying roar, it rushed straight towards the three people present as if it were a substance.
The Ring of Fire Naya in the hand of the gray-robed wizard shone brightly, and a dazzling light enveloped Cirdan and the black-haired dragonborn.
One light and one dark, the two forces are in invisible conflict.
Although Dragon didn't know much about magic, even as ignorant as he was, he could see that the shadows inspired by the ancient demon were so terrifying, as if they were going to swallow up all the beautiful light.
But the light ball emitted by the wizard is like a rock that has stood proudly for thousands of years. No matter how frosty and snowy the sun is, I will remain unmoved.
However, obviously the wizard himself knew that he was not as relaxed as he appeared. He said loudly: "If you have any plan, please implement it as soon as possible. I can't hold on for long!"
"Cover your ears!"
Dragon Byrne thought for a moment and said loudly.
Do you think you are the only one who can roar?
Let you taste what the roar of the dragon feels like.
Soon, with a dragon roar that almost tore through the sky, the confrontation between light and shadow was finally broken.
Unlike Gandalf and Cirdan, who were already mentally prepared, the Balrog never expected that one of the three little men would actually have a louder voice than him.
Its power was slightly dampened, and the dazzling light pushed back the ink-like darkness!
In the distance, the dwarf who was entering Gray Harbor turned around with a surprised look on his face, almost falling to the ground at the terrifying roar.
It was a roar that no mortal thing could utter.
It contains extremely terrifying power. The mountain peaks trembled in this roar, and the birds and beasts panicked in this roar. The trees, rivers, sky and earth were all affected by this roar that contained the magic power of the waves. It can be said that when the dragon roars, All things bow!
Fili, Gloin, Orui and other dwarves gathered around, trembling and looking horrified.
Because they also remembered the nightmares of the past, and the evil dragon that drove them out of their former homes and occupied their halls.
"How can this be!"
The dwarf prince, who was desperately fighting the pale orcs, blurted out, "I will never forget this sound for hundreds of years. It is the roar of a dragon!"
Surrounded by the brave Dwalin, Bifur, and Thorin, they took turns fighting each other. Azog, who was almost beheaded, took the opportunity to escape from the encirclement. He turned back angrily and said: "Dwarf scum, you can never take it back." The power of the kingdom under the mountain, because the dragon’s shadow spreads across the north!”
This was a vicious provocation. Seeing that the failure of this invasion was already certain, Azog, the cunning half-orc, rolled his eyes and cursed.
"The dwarves will never be able to escape this fate, unless the bloodline of the dragon is ended."
Hearing this vicious curse, the dwarves, who were deeply poisoned by the evil dragon, were shaken in their hearts. They looked at each other and couldn't even care about the blasphemer who had escaped.
"Thorin..." Dwalin said with a fearful expression.
The brave Bifur was hit by an ax from an unknown orc, and was covering his head with blood on his face without saying a word.
Thorin Oakenshield looked at the pale orcs who had fled away with a gloomy expression, and then looked at the thrilling battle situation in the distance, remaining silent.
at the same time.
Balrog shook his head in surprise, and the flames on his body dimmed, leaving only billowing smoke rising.
This is the roar of the dragon.
It is also a force that cannot be ignored.
Since Glaurung and Ankara, the Balrog has never heard such a shocking roar from any other creature!
Unexpectedly, today, the dragon's roar once again echoed in the sky of Central Continent.
However, this time, the dragon's anger was on the side of light.
Affected by this, the ugly and ferocious true form of the Balrog was finally revealed in this shock.
This is opportunity.
"I will charge forward."
The black-haired dragonborn clenched the warhammer in his hand, shouted in Sindarin, and charged towards the Balrog.
The master of Gray Harbor saw it and rushed forward.
Balrog was very angry.
It roared continuously, but it would take a certain amount of time to restore its previous power after being traumatized. This gap was the opportunity that Dragon Byrne was looking for.
Without the terrifying shadows and blazing flames, the Dragonborn and Cirdan successfully invaded the Balrog's side.
Dragon Byrne swung his warhammer and struck Balrog's thick knee.
The flame demon screamed and was directly knocked down by this terrible blow, and his huge body fell down uncontrollably.
The master of Gray Harbor successfully dodged the Balrog's grasp with a very difficult run close to the ground.
He stood up, raised the elf sword high, and chopped off Balrog's thick right hand with one blow.
Mortals can't imagine how terrifying roars (screams) came from the Balrog's mouth filled with black smoke. A long, fiery whip whizzed from a tricky angle, binding Cirdan's body and strangling the Elf King's body. The armor creaked.
The situation is extremely critical.
The Dragonborn's expression remained unchanged, he picked up the silver hammer carefully forged by the elves, and struck the Balrog's ferocious but strong ugly head.
The Balrog had never received such a terrible blow. It screamed in pain, half of its face was smashed, and the terrifying molten-like sticky object splashed all over the Dragonborn with a sizzling sound.
The substance suspected to be blood was extremely hot, and it splashed on the silver armor of the Dragonborn, causing it to continuously emit green smoke.
But fortunately, the exquisite armor carefully forged by the Elf Master was apparently strong enough and actually stood up.
but.
The Dragonborn thought that even if the elves' armor couldn't withstand it, he himself didn't seem to be afraid of the Balrog's high temperature, right?
The terrible injury caused Balrog to reflexively let go of the tied Cirdan, and his long whip turned into a giant flaming sword, slashing hard at the Dragonborn.
"The fallen servant of Bogliel, don't even think of harming him!"
Gandalf's loud roar came, and a bright white light once again protected the proudly standing dragonborn and the horrified master of Gray Harbor.
When.
The flaming sword once again shattered into a stream of light.
But at this time, the scorching fire light finally lit up again in the terrifying form of the Balrog. Obviously, the shock brought by the dragon's roar had passed, and the shadow would sweep across again.
"Lord Cirdan!"
Dragon shouted angrily.
The master of Gray Harbor was so blessed that he quickly threw away the sword in his hand.
Clang!
The elf sword made a perfect arc in the air and was firmly grasped by a giant palm.
The Dragonborn rushed out of the white light and cut off the ugly head of the frightened ancient Balrog with one knife!
"Roar!"
In the rain of flames that filled the sky, Dragon Byrne's tall body stood proudly, and in his right hand was the silver-white hammer Gladios that defeated the Balrog.
(Sindaric meaning: Broken One)
And the left hand is the elf sword that cut off the head of the ancient flame demon Ballog, Obot Leppard!
(Sindarin, meaning: Blade that kills the Balrog)
