After the loud noise, Gandalf's scalp was numb. If he had known this, he would rather let the trolls continue to roar than the noise of this roar.
The half-orcs were trembling and looking at each other with fear. Someone screamed strangely, and they immediately dispersed like a tide, leaving corpses all over the ground.
"Master Russell, you scared them away."
Jin Li praised him, and everyone else echoed his praise. Because Russell helped improve his strength, everyone was grateful and never hesitated to praise him.
"Haha, it's the result of everyone's joint efforts. You can't attribute it to me alone." Russell said modestly. Although this is indeed the case, he is used to keeping a low profile and does not shirk it three or five times. He is embarrassed to take the credit on himself.
"No, the orcs left because a more terrifying guy came..." Gandalf closed his eyes and felt, showing a bitter smile, secretly thinking that sooner or later he would be tricked to death by Russell.
Well, maybe today is the day!
Everyone was confused and just about to ask questions, they heard a low roar.
"Hohohoho——"
Behind the palace, in the direction from which everyone came, the fire light flickered, and the dark red flame became brighter and brighter. The moisture in the air evaporated instantly, and a burning sensation hit their faces. Everyone's hearts tightened, and they couldn't help but feel a strong sense of fear.
Sparks were flying in the air. Gandalf held his staff high, shrouded in light, isolating the scorching heat.
"It's the Balrog. We are no match for him. Leave quickly." Gandalf tapped his staff, awakening everyone's trance and preparing to lead them across the Bridge of Kezad-dûm.
Everyone turned around and ran away without saying a word, but after running for two steps, they found that one person was missing from the team. When they turned around, they saw Russell not moving, standing quietly with an Adamantium knife in his hand.
"Russell?"
"If you can't run away, someone must stay behind." Russell replied lightly.
Everyone's expressions changed greatly when they heard this. The Balrog was an abyss demon from ancient times, an enemy of the gods in the past. Even if Russell could resist the temptation of the Supreme Lord of the Rings, he would not be able to defeat such a terrifying opponent.
"No, let's go together. I don't agree with you staying in the rear." Aragorn said decisively, and the other people nodded repeatedly. Although they didn't get along for a long time, there was no deep friendship, but they let them leave their comrades behind. , I can only say that I am sorry but it is hard to obey.
"Aragorn, lead them, Russell and I will stay to resist the Balrog!" Gandalf looked deeply at Aragorn, and the trust in his eyes made the latter unable to refuse.
"Gandalf, do you want us to be deserters?" Legolas and Gimli said in unison, holding on to their weapons tightly as if to prove their determination.
"The sword cannot hurt the Balrog, and it is useless for you to stay. Protect the Lord of the Rings, and Russell and I can defeat the Balrog." Gandalf spoke forcefully and said rudely: "Leave quickly, don't distract Russell and me. "
Aragorn waved his hand and pulled everyone away. Before leaving, he said cheerfully: "Gandalf, Russell, we are waiting for you in front. We must come back."
Everyone left, and Russell and Gandalf stood side by side.
Gandalf changed from his usual kind-hearted look, his face was extremely solemn, he had a staff in one hand and a long sword in the other: "Russell, what is your most powerful magic?"
"The most powerful magic... is probably transformation, turning into the appearance of an enemy." Russell replied seriously, using character cards is just transformation magic.
I just don’t know if Balrog can trigger a lottery. If so, the scene of two Balrogs fighting each other would be nice.
"Transformation..."
Gandalf thought of Russell disguised as a Nazgul, and took a deep breath: "I will attack later, and you use thunder to assist. Even if we can't kill him together, we can repel him."
Gandalf knew the origin of the Balrog. The subordinates of the Dark Emperor Morgoth, like him, were also Maia. After falling, they transformed into the Balrog.
The gods defeated Morgoth, destroying his body and driving his soul into the void. The Balrog deserted in the final battle and buried himself under the mountains.
The dwarves were just unlucky. They dug too deep and dug out the Balrog from the ground. Two dwarf kings died for this.
…
The sound of rumbling footsteps was like a drum, and the surrounding air became hotter and hotter. Black smoke billowed in the passage, and blurry black shadows flashed past.
"Hohohoho——"
A pair of big black hands covered with scorching red lines stretched out, tearing the passage apart with a roar, and a huge monster, wrapped in blazing flames, appeared in front of the two of them.
The burning red light illuminated the hall as if it were daytime, but although the firelight was bright, it did not have the warmth of Gandalf's illumination, and the thick aura of death was more towards darkness.
【Ding】
[The host comes into contact with the plot character Balrog, triggers the lottery, and gets two lottery opportunities. Do you want to draw now? 】
Russell narrowed his eyes slightly, and used his magic power to get used to the fire in front of him. He looked up and down at the Balrog's appearance to see which piece of flesh... ahem, looking for his weakness.
The Fire Demon has black devil horns at its head, and its whole body is like a fire-breathing rock, with no flesh and blood to be found. The outline of the facial features is blurred, the mouth, nose and eyes are all a ball of flame, black ash rises, forming a floating mane on the shoulders and back. There are black skeleton bat wings on the back, and blazing flames form wings that cover the sky and the sun.
A long tail shaped like a giant dragon swings behind him, and his whole body exudes a hot and terrifying aura all the time, giving people strong pressure and shock.
The dwarf's palace was magnificent, but compared to the Balrog, it actually looked like a low bungalow. As the Balrog walked, he broke the pillars at their waists, causing large pieces of rubble to fall. Before they could even touch him, they were melted into ashes by the high temperature.
The Balrog came closer and closer, and Gandalf felt unstoppable heat. The high temperature rushed towards his face, and the air twisted with it. Every time I took a breath, my internal organs were burning, and I felt much better after strengthening the lighting technique.
"Russell, the Balrog's flames are full of dark power, be careful not to be hurt by his flames." Gandalf said solemnly, the long sword in his hand was covered with a layer of biting frost at some point.
"Russell?"
Seeing that Russell didn't respond, Gandalf looked at him quickly, fearing that he would become timid before fighting and lose his fighting spirit.
Looking at it, everyone is feeling bad.
Russell looked at Balrog up and down, looking a little stupid, opening his mouth wide and muttering to himself: "Is this thing... really edible?"
Gandalf: "..."
Gandalf trembled all over, feeling that he must be crazy. Just now he actually thought seriously about Russell's question and thought about the smell of the Balrog.
How pitiful God is, he and the Balrog are of the same race!
“Ahhhh————”
Gandalf shouted loudly to drive away the evil thoughts in his heart, not daring to stay by Russell's side for long. He raised his staff high to shock the Balrog and force him back. Then he raised his sword horizontally and jumped into the air to strike down hard.
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The alliance leader 'Fighting Expert Doctor' has rewarded me, so I will make up for it in the next two days.
