The ruthless flood submerged everything, and Harald's soldiers were swallowed up like ants. Subsequent waves hit and swept them away unknown where.
The giant elephant was like a bigger ant in front of the torrent. Because of its huge body, the weight it endured was even greater. It collapsed to the ground and was seriously injured.
Tens of thousands of Harads were swept away by the torrent in an instant, and those who were not dead were even more unlucky. Frost struck from behind the water flow and froze the branch. The flood could not affect the Orc army, but it also made these unlucky Harads The Germans were frozen into meat popsicles.
The torrent suddenly stopped, but the broken ice retained its momentum and smashed towards the orc army, causing many casualties.
Click! Click, click, click
There was a strange sound of the ice breaking. Russell turned around and looked to his side. Hundreds of meters away, nine dark figures crawled out from under the ice.
Nazgul!
Russell held his five fingers empty and held the Adamantium alloy knife in his hand. The Ringwraith had no flying pets, so it was not a big worry to lose its powerful mobility.
The first time he encountered the Ringwraiths, Russell used thunder to defeat them; the second time, the Ringwraiths came prepared, and it was difficult for the thunder to hurt them again, because God was so kind to him that day, there was a heavy rain, Russell rolled up the torrent to assist, They were easily defeated; this time it was the third time, and the Trident's ability to control water was restrained by the Ringwraiths. These haunting guys narrowed the road...
Russell's eyes were half-squinted, and his appearance was exactly the same as the one on the opposite side. The Ringwraiths might have endless tricks, but they were not the shameless Maia. He was confident that they could surpass the Ringwraiths in terms of force value, and even if there were nine of them together, he wouldn't be afraid.
Evaluated by the system as a melee master and swordsmanship master, Russell is full of confidence. In terms of force value, to be modest, he is just one fingertip more than the Nazgul.
"Human, your end has come!"
"Haha, many people say so..."
Russell sneered, raised his long knife and rushed towards the Nazgul. He didn't believe it. He stabbed these guys to death one by one. The next time they meet, their force value will still increase.
Clang!
The swords collided, and the Adamantium alloy sword clanged... They failed to cut off the long sword in the hand of the Nazgul. These guys suffered a loss and used magic to strengthen the long sword.
The weapons were strengthened, but they themselves could not be strengthened. The Nazgul was forced back by Russell's power, and then kicked high into the air.
Three Ringwraiths attacked from behind, their sharp swords burning with demonic flames, aiming at his back and slashing hard.
Russell stood up and stood up, raising his long sword high to block the three long swords. At this time, a Nazgul rushed from the left, and the frost-wrapped sword pierced his waist and ribs.
"snort!"
Russell snorted coldly, held the five fingers of his left hand emptyly, and held the Sand Eagle in his hand. A high-intensity magic bullet hit the Nazgul's face, knocking him backwards.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang————
Sand Eagle switched to a highly penetrating rapid-fire type. He raised his hand and beat the three Ringwraiths in front of him back step by step.
When the cooldown time was approaching, he switched to the destructive mode again and fired another shot to kill a Nazgul who was sneaking up from behind.
In just a few breaths, Russell tortured six Nazgul, making the leader of the Angmar Witch King so angry that he personally drew his sword and charged, and then...
His face was hit by high-intensity destructive bullets, and he returned to his original position.
"With such little means, I dare to say that my end has come, where is my face..." Russell sneered disdainfully, holding a knife in one hand and a gun in the other, scanning the Nazgul, and finally faced the Witch King of Angmar: "Sorry, I said it wrong. That's it. Seeing that you are hiding and don't dare to show your true colors to others, I guess you have a secret in your heart and know that you have no face to see others."
Ringwraith: Aren’t you also hiding and not showing your face?
"Chirp chirp——"
The sky was filled with the alarming cry of an eagle, and the giant eagle fluttered its wings and leaned down, setting off strong winds to push the Nazgul back. Gandalf jumped down and stood next to Russell.
Gandalf raised his staff and used the illumination spell first as always. He held the long sword in his hand and said solemnly: "Russell, next time you cast a spell, please discuss it with me in advance to avoid being caught by the Ringwraith... Well, you are watching. What?"
Russell hurriedly looked back at the giant eagle, swallowed and said: "It's nothing, I didn't want to cook the giant eagle in one pot! Really!"
Gandalf looked constipated and said with a tigerish face: "I believe you!"
"Well, I won't let you down."
Continuing this topic is likely to break down the conversation or even turn into a physical conflict, so Gandalf turned to say: "How is Aragorn? Is everything going well?"
Russell said: "It went very smoothly. All the pirates were wiped out and a thousand reinforcements were in place. However, the situation on the field was not favorable and I did not let them die."
"You did the right thing, now is not the time for them to show up."
Russell sighed: "I originally wanted to arrange a grand occasion for Aragorn and let him return as a true king, but as you can see, the Ringwraiths disrupted the situation and messed up the entrance ceremony I arranged."
"It doesn't matter, the two of us join forces to keep the Nazgul here."
Russell's eyes lit up, and he understood the meaning of Gandalf's words, and asked in front of the Nazgul: "Gandalf, can you kill them completely without resurrecting?"
Gandalf showed the long sword in his hand: "This sword can break the immortal curse of the Nazgul. It was used as early as during the Angmar War."
Angmar War?
It was another unknown term, obviously related to the Witch King of Angmar. Russell didn't ask any more questions. Since Gandalf had a guarantee, he would definitely be able to kill the Nazgul.
This bad old man is mature in all aspects. He especially loves face and won't brag carelessly.
Opposite, nine Ringwraiths lined up in a row. They also heard Gandalf's words. People are most afraid of death after living for a long time. They were worried about the magic on the sword and did not dare to approach.
"The Ringwraiths, your doom has come!" Proudly X2
"Arrogance is just a sword. The power of the Lord of the Rings is beyond your comprehension."
The words he had said before were returned as they were, and the Witch King of Angmar was furious, his scarlet eyes seeming to drip with blood.
Suddenly, the eight Nazgul beside him trembled, and invisible energy flowed out of their bodies and penetrated into his body. Without these powers, the eight Nazgul collapsed instantly, leaving only jet black robes in place.
"Damn it, the Ring Spirits can still unite?"
This scene happened so fast. As soon as Russell and Gandalf reacted, the nine Ringwraiths successfully merged.
The Witch King of Angmar, who had gathered the power of the Nine Rings, became so powerful that thick black mist surrounded him. He raised his hand and waved, and powerful wind pressure swept over him.
"Jiejiejiejie——"
Gloomy laughter came from under the shadow cloak, and the majestic dark power swept the entire place. The Witch King of Angmar raised his hand, and a breath of death rushed down.
"careful!"
Gandalf shouted sharply and stood in front of Russell. The illumination technique faced the death energy. The two energies were distinct, half light and half dark. In the end, they both collapsed and disappeared without a trace.
Russell secretly thought, "The Witch King of Angmar's strength has soared. He couldn't take the move just now."
Gandalf looked solemn: "Russell, go all out, don't be perfunctory anymore, I can feel the terrifying power in his body."
Russell: Bah, it’s obvious that you’ve been paddling!
"Your death has come..."
The Witch King of Angmar said coldly, brandishing his sword and rushing to Gandalf in an instant. The violent dark power dispersed the light, and he swept his sword across and slashed at Gandalf's neck.
Gandalf didn't even think about it. He rolled like a lazy donkey and perfectly avoided the fatal blow.
Russell: "..."
