Dragonborn from Lord of the Rings

Chapter 44 Nazgul!Corpse!coalition rout
The spirits of the world cast three precepts,
The underground dwarves have the seven commandments,
Shouding mortals uphold the nine precepts,
Shadow of Mordor,
The devil sits on the Supreme Ring.

These few sentences are very familiar to almost all fans of Lord of the Rings trilogy and book fans.

Around 1500 of the Second Era, Sauron incarnated as Anata, which means the Lord of Gifts. After successfully fooling the Eregion lord Celebrimbor and the elf craftsmen to forge 19 rings of power, he secretly ran to Mount Doom forged the Supreme Lord of the Rings, which governs all the Rings of Power.

It turned out that the deceived elf immediately took off the three elf rings, which are the rings of Naya, the ring of fire, Nengya, the ring of water, and Viya, the ring of air.

Because these three rings were forged later, they were not polluted by Sauron.

But even so, the three rings of the elves will still be affected by the Supreme Lord of the Rings, so the elves who own the three rings keep them very carefully. When Sauron's power was at its peak, they didn't even use these three rings.

The dwarves and humans who were given the ring of power were not so lucky.

It is rumored that the seven dwarf kingdoms were all built on a power ring, and these rings made them richer and more powerful. Therefore, gradually, the dwarves became greedy and unsatisfied. Treasure, regardless of the outside world.

However, the dwarves were not completely reduced to Sauron's minions because of their stubborn and inflexible nature, but they also became extremely greedy.

As for Shouding mortals, the influence of the Lord of the Rings is even greater.

The former kings were all reduced to the lackeys of Sauron, enslaved and driven, and could not escape forever.

what.

The reason for mentioning these few words and the old events is because there is no doubt that at this time, the nine oncoming people are shrouded in shadows, the hoods on their heads are empty, and their hands and feet are wearing iron armor. The terrifying knights holding the Devil's Nest Sword at the waist are the nine ancient human kings who were imprisoned and enslaved by Sauron.

Because of wearing the ring of power for many years.After death these former human kings became like ghosts.

They travel through the Netherworld and have no physical form. If they need to appear, these Nazgul need external material attachments from their masters.

Usually black broken cloak and iron armor.

Therefore, general physical damage has no effect on them.

But also because of that.

Their every move in the world must be embodied by the cloak and armor on their bodies.

In short, they are unkillable.

But injuring their cloaks would render them incapable of manifesting in the material world.

Nazgul is Sauron's servant and also Sauron's eyes, ears and sense of touch.What they know and feel is also what Sauron knows and feels.

and so.

Sauron.

Has one of the behind-the-scenes bosses who stirred up the wind and rain on the Central Continent finally appeared in front of him?
The fire-like impulse in his heart made Dragon Bourne fearless at the moment. He clenched the hammer and shield in his hand, his golden vertical pupils shone with excitement, and the dragon's blood in his body boiled like magma , the breath exhaled was scorching hot with a trace of white smoke.

Even though Nazgul has never seen a dragonborn, the golden vertical pupils in the eyes of the person in front of him are so shocking.

Not to mention.

The dragonborn's tall body like a god and the incomparably handsome Western Holy Spirit under his crotch are so conspicuous.

So just looking at it on the first day of the new year, these dark minions have selected their targets.

"You must die."

The leading Nazgul's voice was hoarse and sharp, as if it came from the void, and like a shriveled ancient corpse that hadn't spoken for a thousand years, it was piercing and had a cold aura.

Almost all the dwarves who heard the voice of the Nazgul and the rangers of the Dúnedain shuddered in unison, their eyes showing horror.

Thorin felt as if the blood in his body was about to freeze. "What kind of monsters are these?"

Du Valin was beside him, trembling and speechless.

Many people present did not recognize the Ring Spirits, but they were all shocked by their evil aura.

Only some elves and Gandalf looked suspiciously at the steep rock wall on the right.

"how can that be?!"

A conjecture in Gandalf's heart was confirmed, but he still felt a little inconceivable: "Their master should have been wiped out long ago. Why didn't he receive the slightest sign when he resurrected the Holy White Council?"

Fenna looked worriedly at the tall figure.

Because the elf team still needs her to lead, and their battlefield is on a high cliff, neither the elf nor the wizard has any way to step forward to help.

"The era of your master has long passed. You are nothing but the old residue abandoned and forgotten by the era! How dare you speak wild words!"

Nahal sensed the dark and disgusting rotten aura of the enemy, kicked his horse's hooves in extreme disgust, and the holy light of Valinor burst out suddenly.

The black monster under the crotch of the Nine Riders was so startled that it screamed repeatedly and did not dare to move forward.

That light dispelled the shadows of the netherworld, and burned the Nazgold's few rational minds, causing them to scream in pain.

The voice was so evil and stern that the coalition forces were almost shaken.

"You idiots, don't just stand there!"

The figure of the gray-robed wizard rushed out from the mountain path. He held up his cane, and a dazzling light suddenly shone from the gemstone on it, almost covering the sun in the sky—that was the power of Naya, the ring of fire. , it always gives hope in the darkest of times.

"This is a war where you die or live. Take courage and let them taste the dwarves and human swords and axes!"

The wizard's voice was like thunder, and it sounded over the battlefield, and his figure became extremely tall, majestic like a high-ranking king.

He waved the staff in his hand, and the dazzling light turned into a thunderbolt, which hit the half-orcs on the city wall hard, and at least several dozen half-orcs turned into a mass of coke.

The stench of scorching filled the battlefield all of a sudden.

Thorin and Arathorn were instantly inspired, and their hearts, which had been drowned by Nazgul's miserable screams, cheered up again.

More than two hundred dwarf guards rushed out of the mountain path quickly, some of them carried the ladders made by the elf craftsmen, and some erected shields to form a protection.

Then more dwarves and tall Dúnedain rushed out of the pass.

The elves followed suit.

The firstborn children still bent their bows and shot arrows without stopping during the march, and accurately hit every orc who dared to show their heads.

They did more than twice as much damage as the dwarves and the Dúnedain combined.

Those who suppressed the blasphemer Azog didn't even dare to stand up.

at the same time.

The battle between the Dragonborn and the Nazgul raged almost from the start.

The Witch-King of Angmar, the Head of the Ringwraiths, was the first to attack the enemy.

He is the most powerful of the nine black knights.

In his hands, all kinds of evil magical auras and curses continued to light up, but none of them had any effect on the black-haired dragonborn.

Because as Iluvita once blessed him, everything he dislikes and dislikes cannot harm the dragonborn.

And Nazgul, who is distorted and not a natural creation, is exactly what he doesn't like.

As a result, the attacks from the Ring Spirits were like mud falling into the sea. No matter how they pushed and screamed, they still couldn't touch a piece of Dragon Bourne's sleeve at all.

On the contrary, Dragon Bourne exudes a layer of holy light.

This radiance is so dazzling, even more sacred than the light of Valinor on Nahar.

In this brilliance, the figure of the dragonborn seemed to become extremely huge and majestic, as if a god was looking down on all living beings.

These twisted beings are shaken.

The spiritual consciousness hidden in the hood kept trembling.

They kept calling the name of their evil master in their hearts, hoping to gain strength and courage from him.

But unfortunately, their master recognized the blessing from Iluvita on the dragonborn earlier than them, and he was so frightened that he directly disconnected from his servant and hid in the deepest cave on the earth, afraid I was shivering.

This almost changed the history of Middle-earth as we know it.

It wasn't until Sauron discovered that the dragonborn couldn't perceive his position and was restrained by other trivial matters that the Dark Lord reappeared.

Nahal, who is also Maier, understands this quite well.

Praise the most holy Iluvita!
This proud and holy beautiful creature let out a long hiss, and the light of Valinor from the holy land of Aman in the west suddenly burst out, interrupting all the attacks of the Nine Knights.

Knowing how to fight martial arts, I will definitely not be the opponent of these old monsters.

Moreover, physical damage in the ordinary sense has no effect on the ring spirits, so the opening of the dragonborn's mouth is a surging dragon flame.

The leader, the Witch King of Angmar, quickly drew out the magic sword from his waist, and hoarsely shouted an extremely evil spell.

The terrifying torrent of flames split into two and rushed past him.

But also because of this, at least three weaker Nazgul were swallowed up by this amazing dragon flame.

The black cloaks and hoods on them persisted for two or three breaths under the flames of the dragon, and then turned into a black smoke and disappeared into the void.

And the shrill screams they made when they disappeared caused nearly [-] elves, humans, dwarves, and half-orcs on the battlefield to shudder, and a huge horror came to their hearts.

However, when the coalition forces saw that it was their own commander who wiped out this group of evil beings, they immediately became excited again.

Thorin Oakenshield, shield in one hand and hammer in the other, climbed a ladder himself.

Then jumped onto the walls of Karndum.

"Azog!"

The dwarf prince shouted angrily, and the national hatred and family hatred broke out at this moment.

He smashed the head of an ugly and stinking half-orc with a hammer, protected himself with a shield in one hand, and frantically killed the crowd, looking for the pale orc.

But the pale orc slyly hid.

The mighty black knight was restrained by the dragonborn, and the coalition forces began to ascend the city again. The situation of the war was in danger. Azog felt that it was not a wise idea to entangle with the dwarves of the royal family of Turin at this moment.

So it hid secretly in the dark, just kept mobilizing troops to condemn the generals, trying to push the allied forces rushing up the city wall down again.

At this time, behind Thorin, more human rangers and dwarves rushed up.

Arathon and Harbalad both ascended the city.

They bravely waved their swords and repelled batch after batch of half-orcs.

Successfully allowed the coalition forces to gain a foothold on this section of the city wall.

This made Dragon Bourne shaken.

At this moment, the original oath was like a double-edged sword. After endowing him with infinite courage and strength, it finally cut himself in turn.

The torrent of angry flames stopped, and Dragon Bourne turned his head to look in the direction of the city wall of Karndum.

He was more eager to behead the filthy orc himself than anyone else.

This gave the Witch King of Angmar, Head of the Nazgul, a chance.

He let out a shrill hiss.

In the depths of Carndum, an evil force has been awakened.

Pairs of unusually cold shimmering eyes lit up.They cheered and rushed out of the coffin that restrained them, and sprang out of the darkness like ghosts.

These hideous monsters had deep voices, stiff and morose, hands as cold as iron, but bodyless, and their hair disheveled, like tall black shadows, but fearless of the sun in the sky.

They rushed up the city wall like a tide, scaring the orcs back again and again.

They are wights, a kind of evil spirit that possesses corpses.

Ordinary swords have no effect on them at all, but the breath of death lingers around them.

A dwarf gave these monsters an ax in horror, but was caught by the wight monster's sharp claws that were harder than stainless steel, and then the long hair on the wight monster's head wrapped around his ankles, and he was pulled down fiercely.

Immediately, more wights swarmed up and tore the poor dwarf to pieces.

There are many such scenes.

The sharp blades of the dwarves and humans cut on these monsters, like cutting on tattered leather, and they couldn't do any harm to these monsters at all.

So soon, Sorin and others who climbed to the top of the city were suppressed in a small area again, and they seemed to be unable to hold on.

Azog the Defiler finally came out from the dark corner, laughing ferociously.

"Dwarf scum, your end has come! Try the power from the underworld!"

"Why is this expedition always so full of disasters? First Azog, followed by ghosts, and now the terrifying black knight and these evil shadow monsters have also appeared! Well, well, Turin's beard is on top!"

Thorin clenched the hammer and shield in his hands, and a sense of death and tragedy welled up in his heart.

"Come on, today is the day of complete reckoning! But the dwarves never back down, because we will never fall under the prestige of our ancestors!"

The dwarf prince was furious, and he bravely rushed towards more half-orcs and terrifying wights, fighting fiercely. His cousin Duvalin followed closely behind, but more half-orcs cowardly dodged again and again , did not dare to stand in front of the angry dwarf prince.

The angry Azog flew into a rage.

And those wights were stunned by Thorin Oakenshield's courage for a while, they hovered around the dwarf prince, roaring non-stop, neither attacking nor retreating.

"We can't deal with these monsters."

Holding the sword of Arno's royal family, Arathorn rushed in and stood back to back with Thorin.

"We need wizards."

he shouted.

"Gandalf! Gandalf!"

"Can't you let me feel at ease for a while? I don't have three heads and six arms!" The gray-robed wizard's vigorous figure turned up from under the city wall, brandishing his long sword and cane, and drove back all the orcs and wights around him.

"Haven't I solved enough problems for humans and dwarves? I don't even have time to trim my beard!"

The wizard raised his staff aloft, and the blinding white light shone again, illuminating the city of Carndum like a sandy beach under the morning sun.

Then Gandalf slammed down his staff heavily.

The dazzling white light turned into a white flame, swept across the city of Karndum in an instant, knocked down all the orcs like a tide, and turned no less than dozens of unclean corpses into ashes.

But Arathorn and Thorin still had serious expressions on their faces.

Because, more corpse monsters came up.

"We need to retreat!"

The gray-robed wizard said sharply: "Okriam, let go of your inner anger and look behind you, we can't deal with so many enemies!"

Dragon Bourne saw that the wizard, the dwarf prince and Arathorn fled from the city wall in embarrassment.

A large number of terrifying monsters rushed down from the top of the city, pouring into the humans, dwarves and elves like a tide. In addition to the orcs on the city wall, the coalition forces began to suffer a large number of casualties.

He even saw several monsters rushing towards the head chef.

Although he was quickly dealt with by Fenna who possessed Galadrans, the divine bow forged by the elves in the first era, it still made his heart skip a beat.

So, finally, the fire in Dragon Bourne's heart was extinguished a lot.

But at the same time.

The extremely powerful dragon heart in his body was beating wildly.

The black-haired dragonborn took a deep breath.

Mixed with the sky-shattering roar, an unprecedented terrifying dragon flame suddenly erupted on the battlefield.

The Angmar Witch King and the other three Nazgul fled from the battlefield in a panic when they saw the situation early.

But even so, there were still two Nazgul who couldn't escape, and were taken by the terrible dragon flame, and as a result, the mount and the body were completely destroyed.

Then that incomparably hot torrent of flames swept across the entire battlefield from top to bottom.

Burn all the corpse monsters who want to chase!
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