Wow! !
Russell stepped on the river water and walked toward the port. With his footsteps, a dull roar echoed throughout the river.
Little ripples spread to magnificent waves, and the Anduin River woke up from its slumber. The river water set off huge waves, hanging upside down and rolling into the sky amidst the thunderous sound.
It is a pity that the Anduin River is not a vast ocean. If you want to drive a great flood to flood the Paliano Plains, this amount of water is far from enough.
Just like accumulating energy, Russell's ultimate move will take some time to prepare!
When Russell jumped off the ship, the orc defenders along the port realized something was wrong. Suddenly, a black robe similar to the superior leader's Nazgul appeared. He was not a good person no matter how he looked.
Although they are not good people, it is basically confirmed that Russell is an enemy rather than a friend.
"If one person dares to attack the port, even a mage is arrogant. The archers are ready and let him know how to write the word "death"." The orc leader laughed loudly. With an order, thirty archers set up their bows and aimed at Russell. .
The next second, the leader's laughter stopped suddenly, as if he was being strangled by the neck. His joking expression remained unchanged, but he couldn't make any sound.
The water level in the area where the 50 sailboats were located dropped instantly, and the river water on both sides stirred up waves tens of meters high. The leader looked horrified. This big wave was enough to kill a group of them alive!
"Run, run quickly!!"
The archer shot the arrow hastily, regardless of whether it hit or not, and Sayazi turned around and ran away. The fastest runner was the orc leader. He ran ten meters away almost as soon as the wave rose.
No wonder he is the leader and everyone else is just a foot soldier!
On Russell's side, when he heard someone questioning that he didn't know how to write the word "death", he responded decisively.
With one move with one hand, the wave immediately turned into a raging wall of water and pushed forward, pressing towards the orcs who were fleeing desperately.
Facts once again proved that two legs could not run through the flood anyway, nor could four wheels. The orcs were instantly crushed by the big waves, drifting with the current and buried under the water.
On the sailboat, the three Aragons who had witnessed this scene did not feel any surprise. Russell's spell was very strong, and they had long known it.
But what I have never seen before...for example, Heer Bala, the warrior who ascended to Dan, had his whole body turned into a sieve.
Suddenly, he shouted loudly: "Do you see, this is my eldest brother Russell. When I was a rookie, my eldest brother saved my life. At that time, I cried and shouted to recognize him as the boss and stalked him. Then he reluctantly agreed."
Aragorn: It's too late!
Legolas: Wait to die!
Gimli: It’s hopeless!
Rumble————
Russell raised his hand to call back the wave, leaving more than ten orc corpses on the ground, arranged in the shape of the word 'death', which he wrote in Elvish.
I learned it in the Rivendell treehouse, and asked Aragorn for advice when I was crossing the Misty Mountains. Although I can't communicate with people fluently in Elvish, I can speak a few words alone and speak it better than anyone else.
Words like specialty, practical, powerful and long-lasting, handsome, useless, etc. His words are clear and his pronunciation is extremely accurate. People believe that he knows Elvish since he was a child.
Russell has no special purpose in learning Elvish. It is purely a personal hobby. He has many skills and does not feel overwhelmed. Learning makes him happy!
Closer to home, the Anduin River rolled up a huge wave that spread for several kilometers. The highest point was as big as the king's city, and even the blind could see such a big movement.
The orc army on the grassland became chaotic. In the face of natural disasters, the orcs who were not afraid of death could not help but feel terrified.
The Witch King of Angmar swung Gandalf's staff away with his sword, snorted coldly, and flew the monster flying dragon towards the Anduin River.
The flying dragon roared, and the other eight Ringwraiths followed closely behind. This scene was familiar to all the Ringwraiths. In the Battle of Helm's Deep, the 30,000 Isengard army was ravaged by floods.
"That's Russell...Aragorn has arrived..."
Gandalf narrowed his eyes slightly, not caring to continue hiding his clumsiness, raised his hand and whistled, and a giant eagle flew over from the cliff behind the royal capital.
His knees were slightly bent, leaving two deep footprints on the spot, and he was ejected into the sky like a cannonball. He was caught by the giant eagle and chased the Nazgul in front of him at extremely fast speeds.
…
Above the Anduin, the tides surged, one wave higher than the other.
All the water in the distant river was diverted to this point, and 50 sailboats fell into the river bed. The water volume was a bit low, but Russell stood on the top of the waves and noticed the attack of the Nazgul. He was afraid that something would change later, and he would urge the giant wolf like a tsunami to crush the plains. past.
The houses in the port were swallowed up to nothing in an instant, and the bare land was completely different from before. The terrible thing about the flood was its impact, and no force could stop it from moving forward.
Crush!
Crush all the way! !
The turbid waves stretched into the sky, pulling into a white line from the distance. The impact of destruction crushed all obstacles in front of it, and the follow-up was endless.
The immeasurable weight roared in, rubbing the air and making a deafening roar, like thousands of troops, shaking the sky.
Behind the orc army formation, facing the world-destroying flood, were the Harad people. At this moment, their proud elephant army seemed particularly small.
The shadow of death struck, and the Haradh people froze on the spot. They had given up on escaping. There was not even a high ground in the vast plain, and there was no way to escape.
Russell stood on the top of the wave, less than a hundred meters away from the flying dragon in front, and the Nazgul's scarlet eyes could see it clearly. With a wave of his hand, he rolled up water on the left and right sides, turned into a giant palm that covered the sky, and slapped the Nazgul fiercely.
Clang! !
The superposition of nine screams of sword sounds stung Russell's eardrums. He watched in amazement as the Ring Spirit drove the flying dragon and rushed into the huge waves.
"I know you are not afraid of death, but you won't commit suicide..."
Russell said this, but he was extremely vigilant in his heart. His intuition told him that the Nazgul were definitely not committing suicide.
The next second, the temperature in the air dropped sharply. Russell couldn't help but shudder and found that the speed of the torrent had slowed down.
Frozen!
The cold air spread, and the speed of the torrent under Russell's feet became slower and slower. Frost visible to the naked eye spread from the location of the Ring Spirit. In just a few breaths, most of the water flow was frozen into ice.
There was a crisp sound of breaking. The iceberg that braked suddenly could not withstand the momentum, broke at the waist, and crashed onto the plain with a loud bang.
The freezing speed was too fast, and Russell saw that he could not stop it. He gritted his teeth and cut off the lizard's tail, gave up the water flow in the frozen area, separated a stream of water, and continued to charge forward.
At least……
The Haradh's giant elephant army must be killed. These big guys are too lethal and leaving them alone will definitely cause a lot of casualties to our own side.
Russell's decisiveness allowed his long-prepared ultimate move to be successful. The separated water flow avoided the fate of being frozen and swept towards the giant elephant army unstoppably.
boom! Rumble————
The sound of thunder rolled down, and the ruthless flood drowned everything...
