The Ringwraiths are the loyal servants of the Demon Lord Sauron, that is, the younger brothers, lackeys, and pawns. They were originally nine powerful and wise human kings. Because they were greedy for the power of the Lord of the Rings, they were controlled by Sauron one after another. After their physical death, they became Became a terrifying ghost.
In short, the undead!
As for the statement that the Witch King of Angmar, the leader of the Nazgul, cannot be killed by men, just laugh at it and don't take it seriously. Because the sword that killed him was inherently immortal and could restrain the Ringwraiths, and it had nothing to do with whether the sword holder was a man or a woman.
The wind was howling on the top of the tower. After Russell reached the top, the wind became even stronger. The thunderclouds that were still concealing the tower were now rolling violently and might capsize at any time.
Russell looked extremely depressed, and his constitution caused him to be struck by lightning all the time. Those who didn't know it thought he had done all kinds of evil, and even God couldn't tolerate it.
Tap tap tap tap——
He originally thought that the Ringwraiths would come up the stairs, but Russell deliberately squatted at the entrance of the stairs, drew out his long sword and waited, waiting for the Ringwraiths to poke their heads out, and kill each one with his sword.
Unexpectedly, the way they appeared was more impressive than he imagined. Five Nazgul rode on black horses, stepped on the vertical walls, climbed the tower from five directions, and surrounded them.
"Russell, you must be careful. They were all well-known strong human beings during their lifetimes. Even if they lost their bodies, they still possessed extremely terrifying power." Powerful enemies were waiting around, but Aragorn showed no fear and was prepared to sacrifice himself to protect Russell and Preparations for the Hobbits' retreat.
"How many can you hit?" Russell asked.
He still doesn't know what level of world Middle-earth is, but daily observation can infer that the strength of the natives must be much stronger than in the movie. Take the four Frodos as an example. They look very weak, but in fact they are really weak. , but it runs so fast, as if there is nitrogen behind the butt, and Bolt has to eat their exhaust.
Even the hobbits have the racial talent of running away, and the hero-level Aragorn is definitely not far behind. He may also have a few skills such as Cross Slash and Soul-Destroying Demon-Sealing Slash.
"One-on-one will definitely win, one-on-two is hard to say, one-on-three will definitely lose." Aragorn answered.
"Damn it, I didn't expect that a guy like you, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, can actually do tricks to show off?" Russell was shocked. He said that even if the Nazgul lost their bodies, they still had extremely terrifying power, and they turned into such super masters with their back legs. I can hit two.
"What! What kind of trick is it to show off?" Aragorn couldn't keep up with Russell's jumping thinking.
"Aragorn, you are so good at pretending. It highlights my style even more, because I can fight nine of these masters." Russell Feng Qingyundan said that he can fight nine because the Ringwraith only has nine.
"What time has it been and are you still joking?" Aragorn was shocked by Russell's heartlessness and said hurriedly: "I will find a way to stop them later. You quickly take Frodo and the four of them and leave. Remember, we are here. Rivendell will be safe."
After saying that, Aragorn's whole body momentum changed completely, and the sound like boiling water resounded in his body. The sword in his hand shone with a layer of brilliance, and he rushed towards the Nazgul in front of him.
Aragorn was very fast, but Russell was faster than him. He put his toes on the ground and used the magician's standard skill "Charge". He leapt past Aragorn and raised his sword high to strike hard at the Nazgul on the tall horse.
Ding! !
The Nazgul's reaction was not slow. He raised the knight's sword to block. After a crisp sound, the sword broke.
What was broken was the long sword in Russell's hand. The one he wore when he woke up. It was a beginner's whiteboard equipment and an enchanted weapon that was no match for the Nazgul. It was broken very simply, without any resistance at all.
"Please, can you stop playing..." Aragorn's eyes twitched, not knowing what to say, and secretly blaming himself. Russell was not so weak before, and it was all caused by his amnesia.
The four of Frodo huddled in the corner, holding protective daggers in their hands. Because Russell showed a gap, Aragorn could only rush to make up for it and start fighting with the two Nazgul.
"Russell, get back quickly, Frodo and the others need you to protect them."
The long sword in his hand shone brightly, blocking the magic sword of the Ring Spirit one against two. The power attribute was very strange. I don't know whether it was fighting spirit or blood energy, but it was definitely not magic.
"The best protection is offense..."
Russell glanced at Aragorn and took out the Edelman alloy knife from the space ring. The slender blade looked like a special weapon for elves in Middle-earth, and it didn't look like a mage at all.
Boom! !
The sound of horse hooves sounded, and the three Nazgul brandished their knight swords and took Russell's head directly from his neck.
Russell's eyes narrowed slightly, the sword energy attached to the Edelman alloy knife, stabbing out continuously without warning, and intersecting with three long swords in mid-air.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
The sword energy was condensed like hair, but extremely sharp. The seemingly indestructible magic sword in the hands of the Ring Spirit was vulnerable to the sword energy. After three crisp sounds, all three swords were split into two.
The sudden turn of events stunned the three Ringwraiths. Russell took advantage of the victory and pursued the attack. He held the sword in both hands and slashed it down at high speed. The sword energy formed a net and pressed hard against the three Ringwraiths.
Swish, swish, swish! ! !
The air exploded layer by layer, and the sword energy whizzed past, causing the black robes of the three Nazgul to dance wildly. In the next second, all the people and horses were chopped into pieces.
The same was true on Aragorn's side. He swung his long sword like an arm and cut it from an extremely tricky angle, cutting off the heads of two Nazgul. He successfully killed the enemy, but he did not show any joy. He glanced at Russell in surprise, and firmly protected the four Frodos behind him.
"Be careful, the Ringwraiths are immortal and they cannot be defeated so easily."
After Aragorn finished speaking, the corpses of the five Nazgul stood up slowly. The broken black robes were like part of the body, and they recovered as before. Only the three black demon horses that Russell killed did not come back to life.
"Hohohoho——"
The Ringwraiths roared in unison, letting out sharp and painful wails, and the aura of death spread out, making people feel fearful.
The fear of their enemies makes them strong, and darkness is also the source of their strength!
The Ringwraiths threw away the knight's broken sword and took out a relatively shorter magic sword from their black robes. The dark red flames ignited and they killed Russell again.
Anyone who is not a fool can see that these three swords are not ordinary, and there will be a fierce battle, but Russell doesn't think so, and there is no reason to be led by the enemy.
The temptation is over, it’s time to make bigger moves!
Although Russell has mage skills such as melee master and sword master, and is not afraid of the Ringwraith in melee combat, he is not a qualified mage after all, and has to use magic at critical moments.
If the constitution of a lightning rod could be considered magic...
Boom! ! !
The lightning surged, and the thunder snake scurried across the sky, shedding intense light.
Before the thunder fell, the five Nazgul all covered their faces with their hands, screaming and retreating step by step as if they were afraid of the bright light in the sky.
There was lightning and thunder in the sky, mixed with cold whirlwinds. Russell raised the Edelman alloy knife high, and countless lightning struck down and poured into his body.
In an instant, Russell's entire body was wrapped in a thick cloud of thunder, the lightning flashed, and countless white arcs disappeared.
Realizing that something was wrong, the Nazgul hurriedly held their swords in front of their chests. The dull black air filled the air and the mist enveloped them into black silk pupae.
The expected thunder strike did not appear. Lightning surged around Russell's body, turning into a silver-white giant wolf, which instantly rushed out and hit the black pupa.
The ground shook and the sky shook, black mist rolled in, and the giant wolf jumped out of the tower with a black pupa in its mouth and swallowed it in one gulp.
Rumble————
The dazzling light beam shot into the distance, the strong light illuminated the night sky for a moment, and the shock wave dispersed the dark clouds with unparalleled momentum.
After the bright light, the deafening explosion gradually subsided, and the five Ringwraiths appeared again and fell below the Wind Cloud Summit.
Shrouded in black robes, their eyes dim with scarlet light, the five Ringwraiths all looked towards the tower. They spoke little and turned into black smoke to escape, without even saying 'I will come back'.
The cold wind was howling on the tower, making Frodo and the others shiver. Aragorn was dumbfounded: "Russell, when did you learn magic?"
"I don't know, I lost my memory!"
