boom! boom! boom! boom----
Being pinned down by Russell and slapped in the face, Yan Mo finally woke up from the shock, struggled to break free and tried to get up.
As the saying goes, it’s easy to lie down but difficult to stand up!
Russell is familiar with various joint techniques and knows how to make it difficult for Balrog to exert his strength. His desire to stand up can only be a delusion.
Don't ask why, Russell just knows that he has a bitter history of tens of thousands words.
Balrog held the flame in his left hand and turned it into a long whip and threw it out. As soon as he was halfway through the movement, Russell stepped on his elbow. His arms were too weak to move, and he was hit by continuous heavy punches that made him dizzy.
After a heavy beating, Russell raised his hands high, and the fire element materialized into a blade, stabbing the Balrog's chest fiercely, penetrating the chest and pinning him to the ground.
Using the 'Fire Demon' character card, Russell knew that flames could not harm the opponent, but he also knew the opponent's weaknesses.
The Balrog has no heart, and its core is a blazing flame. As long as this flame is extinguished, the Balrog can be completely obliterated.
Russell held the flame blade and slammed it on Balrog's chest. The blade slashed and cut back and forth, trying to find the wandering core.
"Hohohoho——"
The severe pain stimulated Balrog's nerves. He roared, opened his mouth wide and sprayed out hot flames, smearing Russell's face. But it's useless, no one is afraid of fire, and a few more puffs will give each other more energy.
"Looking for a shot!"
Russell roared, his chest pressed against the strong wind, and he opened his mouth to spit out a rumbling sound.
He put down the flaming blade and punched Balrog on the cheek. The huge force shook Balrog's head to deform, and his fist also shattered into rubble.
The hot rocks fell to the ground and twisted at high temperatures, turning the ground into scorching magma.
Russell's fist had healed itself, and Balrog's head was intact. He raised his fist again and thought for a moment without dropping it. He pulled out the flame whip, wrapped it around the Balrog's neck, held the Balrog's horns with his backhand, stood up and waved it in the air in a circle.
boom!
Balrog landed on the ground again, this time changing his position, lying face down.
Russell held the whip with one hand and pressed the horn firmly with the other hand. He struggled to lift it and then press it down, suppressing the Balrog's head and hitting the ground again and again.
Three or five times later, the ground was burned by the high temperature and turned into a magma lake. The Balrog was beaten to the point of losing his temper, roaring angrily but helpless.
Russell let go of the flame whip, pressed the back of Balrog's head with his big hand, roared to the sky, and with all his strength, broke off Balrog's other horn.
The Balrog can heal itself, and its flame core has infinite energy. However, if its two horns are broken, they will be broken. They can only grow and recover naturally over time.
Two horns were broken, and the Balrog's screams became even louder. Along with uncontrollable anger, boundless heat waves surged around his body. The flames were blazing, and the Balrog's power increased several times. With the explosion, he knocked Russell away and successfully climbed up from the ground.
"Hohohoho——"
After standing firm, Balrog became extremely furious. He threw out a long flame whip with his backhand, wrapped it around Russell's neck, and treated him like a human being, preparing to let him experience the pain of a broken horn.
Russell held the long whip tightly around his neck with one hand, drew out the blade of the fire element with the other hand, and cut off the stretched long whip.
The long whip was cut off, and the Balrog held it in vain with both hands, transformed into two red battle axes, and struck Russell down, one on the left and the other on the right. Maybe he was hurt by Russell's beating, so he was eager to retaliate and gave up his defense. He looked like he would fight to the death to prevent Russell from being happy.
Not to mention, in his rage, he burst out with terrifying fighting power, one ax faster than the other, making it difficult for Russell to parry. The two blades barely resisted, and they were beaten back step by step, breaking countless stone pillars.
Bursts of roaring sounds resounded through the underground palace, strong winds raged, and flames roared. Under the scorching heat of the two flame demons, the dwarf's magnificent palace had a tendency to melt. The ground was covered with scorching currents, and the temperature in the air was so high that one breath would turn the internal organs into coke.
Finally, after a while, the power of Balrog's explosion was exhausted, and Russell had the upper hand.
"Hohohoho——"
With a roar, the fire element battle ax in the Balrog's hand was struck by a long knife, instantly shattering into pieces and turning into molten iron magma flying all over the sky.
Russell slashed down with a heavy sword, the wind tore apart, and the two arms of the Balrog were cut off together with the bat wings on his back. The wings of the Balrog can fly, but in the underground hall, the wings are just decorations and cannot fly even if they want to.
"Gandalf!!"
Russell stabbed the Balrog's chest with both knives, inciting the strong wind to roar Gandalf's name from his mouth, signaling for him to come and help.
The two Balrogs were exactly the same, and it was difficult to tell who was real and who was fake, but Gandalf recognized Russell at a glance. It wasn't the two broken horns, but Russell's movements were so conspicuous that it was difficult to recognize him.
A serious Balrog would never hit his opponent with a sudden kick between the legs, nor would he return a carbine and stab the opponent just below the tail.
Gandalf rolled his eyes. The Balrog who specializes in the lower three lanes must be Russell.
He didn't know Russell's tactics at first, but after three seconds, he understood.
Russell raised the knife and cut off the Balrog's legs and long tail, pressed the Balrog to the ground, bent his knees on his back, clasped his face with his five fingers, and raised it high to expose his neck.
Gandalf recited the incantation silently, and the staff radiated a gentle light, dispelling the surrounding heat waves. He flew up without wind, and the sword in his hand emitted a strong chill, hitting the Balrog's exposed neck.
Hiss! !
Like the sound of a sharp blade scraping against a rock, a huge gash was opened in the Balrog's neck, and blood as hot as magma leaked out. At the same time, the rich dark power flowed out, was dispersed by the lighting technique, and evaporated in an instant.
Gandalf's sword failed to cut off the Balrog's head, but the dark power in his body leaked a lot. Russell shouted hard, grabbed the Balrog's head with both hands, and tore it off.
Balrog's head was not his fatal weakness, but it would be enough to suffer him if it was gone. On the ground, Balrog's body was obviously slow in healing. The limbs that were recovering quickly before all stopped at this moment, magic power poured into the neck, and the head was chosen to be repaired first.
Russell swung his sword and cut off the Balrog in half. After calming down, he broke open his chest again. After three or five strokes, he took out a stone with a strong dark aura from the position of Balrog's heart.
Without this stone, Balrog's body suddenly froze, the energy fluctuations disappeared, and he could no longer heal himself.
Russell threw the stone at Gandalf's feet with his backhand. The latter was also unequivocal. The tip of his staff shone brightly and lightly clicked on the stone.
Sizzling————
Like a red-hot iron falling into the water, the dark power instantly turned into black mist and disappeared, and the flaming red stone lost its color and became ashen.
The temperature in the hall slowly dropped, and Gandalf was relieved. He left the hot area and leaned against the corner to wipe his sweat. Somehow, even though he had won the battle, he felt like he had lost something and was unhappy.
In the field, Russell picked at the corpse of Balrog and threw aside the black wings and long tail.
Gandalf: "..."
He knew what Russell was doing and what Russell was going to do next. When he opened his mouth, he was so sad that he didn't know how to stop it.
Today it's the Balrog, and tomorrow it might be him... well, he shouldn't be possible. After all, Russell shouldn't be able to talk about the image of a human grandfather.
But speaking of the human form, Gandalf thought of the other Maia in Middle-earth. Sauron's physical body was long gone, which really gave him an advantage!
Suddenly, Gandalf trembled, thinking of his friend Guan He, Maia who transformed into the leader of the giant eagle.
"What's wrong, Russell has seen a giant eagle..."
