The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 466 Archaon’s Poor Adventure

Located on the outskirts of the comet crater, thousands of heavily armed armored Oaks have now surrounded the location where the red comet landed. At this moment, they are all nervously watching the flaming crater filled with gray smoke.

wow——

In the sky, nine thick black smoke suddenly floated from all directions in the Mordor region, and then fell to the ground under the awe-stricken eyes of the surrounding Orcs, and finally the nine figures among them were not visible.

They are the most powerful and loyal generals and servants under the Dark Lord - the Nine Ring Spirits!

They were all attracted by the twin-tailed comet streaking across the sky. At this moment, they were surrounding the pothole with various weapons. The nothingness under the black cloak made it impossible for the Orc leader to guess the other party's thoughts.

"An... His Majesty the Witch King of Angmar, a group of Orc workers have already gone into the pit to explore the situation. They must soon be able to figure out what the comet falling from the sky is."

The Oak leader tremblingly came to the Witch King of Angmar, and couldn't help but swallowed when facing this behemoth who was almost twice as tall as himself.

He originally planned to send workers to bring out the good things from the pit first, so that he might be able to claim credit in front of the Witch King of Angmar.

However, the current situation is that none of the workers he sent to explore the pit came back alive. Even from the time the workers entered until now, there has been no movement or living creatures!

The Witch King of Angmar didn't seem to care about the cowardly Orc leader in front of him. He just stood there like a statue in a black robe, and then his hoarse black language came from under the cloak:
"You personally lead a group of Oak soldiers in and find out what happened inside!"

"Ah? This...obeys your order!"

Hearing that the Witch King of Angmar actually arranged such a death mission for himself, the Oak leader was filled with rejection and reluctance, but he still led his team to the pothole decisively after considering the long sword in the opponent's hand.

Looking at the inside of the pit, which was still shrouded in a layer of thick smoke, the little boss couldn't help but swallow, but in the end he pulled out his weapon and walked towards the inside of the pit.

zizi...

The rocks and gravel melted by the high temperature now turned into streams of magma dripping down from time to time. Even the Orcs, who were made of soil and granite, frowned in the hot and harsh environment.

The granite heart of the little leader even felt an unknown premonition hanging over him, so he grabbed a few soldiers next to him and ordered:

"You guys, all of you, come to the front and take the lead. No matter what living creature you see, even the Oak workers who came in earlier will be chopped to death by me first. Do you understand?"

"understand!"

After receiving the order, the Oaks raised their shields and scimitars and walked towards the inside of the pit. Not long after, their keen senses of smell noticed a foul smell of blood in the air, and they immediately accelerated their speed.

After a while, they arrived at the center of the pit, and at the same time they noticed the Orc corpses scattered all around, the Cairn Warhammer in the center of the pile of corpses, and the naked Archaon who fell into a coma.

"Here...what exactly happened here?"

Looking at the Oak corpses everywhere, the little boss couldn't help but clenched the scimitar in his hand and kept looking around, but he didn't notice any trace of the enemy at all.

The Oak soldiers in the team came to the corpse to check each other's injuries, and then they all came to the conclusion:

They all hurt each other to death!

The little boss obviously didn't take the death of these Oak workers seriously. After all, although all Oak orcs were the lowest level of cannon fodder to the Dark Lord, there was a difference between cannon fodder and cannon fodder.

As the leader of the cannon fodder, the little boss obviously does not care about the death of those low-level cannon fodder. At this moment, he is looking at the warhammer with a strange red light with greedy eyes, and then orders:

"Anyway, you go and carry the human with the rune mark outside and hand it over to the Witch King of Angmar. I'll get the war hammer!"

"Ok."

Compared to the Orc laborers who killed each other for Kane's Warhammer, the Orc soldiers who received the orders were obviously more resistant to the influence of Kane's Sword, so there was no riot.

They had also guessed that the little boss was planning to seize the warhammer for himself, but because of the threat of the Witch King of Angmar and the strong strength of the laborers, they finally carried Archaon and left the pit.

"Hehehe, I'm the only one left now~"

After all the other Oaks left, the little boss did not hide the greed and covetous look in his eyes. Then he came to Kane's war hammer, reached out and stroked the handle of the hammer and murmured:
"What a beautiful and majestic war hammer. The only flaw is that it is too big for my body. It would be nice if it could be smaller... Huh?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the little boss clearly felt that the war hammer in front of him seemed to have become smaller. Then he couldn't help but opened his eyes and said in disbelief:
"This...make it a little smaller until I can pick it up?"

At this moment, he was filled with doubts. Could this war hammer really have self-awareness and be able to understand his orders?
brush~
Kane's war hammer really shrank a lot as he expected. The two-handed war hammer that was originally suitable for Rohan's two-meter-three tall man was now condensed into the size of a one-handed hammer, which was just right for the little boss to kill him. Pick it up from the ground!
Seeing this, the little boss excitedly stretched out his hands to hold the handle of the hammer and picked it up. Then he immediately felt a powerful force continuously filling his body, and couldn't help but shout:
"Ahhhh - Pava! I feel endless Pava!!!"

At this moment, the little boss didn't notice at all that his eyes were completely covered by a layer of blood. Instead, he glared ferociously with his beastly eyes and roared madly in the direction of the Witch King of Angmar outside the pit:
"Angemar, do you think you, a guy who was defeated and fled back to Modo, are qualified to lead me? The favor of the Dark Lord should belong to me!"

At the moment he was shrouded in blood, he seemed to have foreseen a future in which he would replace the Witch King of Angmar and become the number one general under the Dark Lord, wielding a war hammer to defeat the human country Gondor!

Although this dream is fleeting, he believes that as long as he works hard, he can turn such a dream into a reality with the help of this war hammer!
ooh-

With a cold beast roar, the little boss crawled towards the outside of the mine like a crazy beast. The speed was so fast that it could be called a flexible snake.

He's going to kill Angmar and replace him!
Outside the pit, the nine Ringwraiths and countless Orcs also heard this terrifying beast roar. The leader of the Angmar Witch King couldn't help holding the sword in both hands and whispered in a sarcastic voice:
"It's interesting..." He had already learned about Xiao Toumu's greed from the Oak soldiers who carried Archaon, but he really didn't expect that the other party would dare to challenge him!

Who is he, thinking he is the lord of the Orcs?
The other Occasions all retreated towards the surroundings with fearful expressions on their faces, obviously unwilling to be affected by the terrifying wrath of the Witch King of Angmar.

As the indispensable cannon fodder of the dark forces, Oak's strength is usually only about 1.5 meters, while humans who are the second-born children of Ilúvatar generally reach 1.7 meters, and their strength can be said to be far inferior to humans.

Of course, this does not mean that the strength of the Orcs is too low, but what is helpless is that their creator is only Melkor of the Valar level, and their opponent is the heir of the Creation God, and the essential gap is too big.

Under such circumstances, there are Oaks who dare to provoke the Witch King of Angmar, who was once a hero of mankind. This behavior is simply disgusting in the eyes of the Oaks!
Just when many Orcs, eight other Ringwraiths, and even the Tower of Darkness, which had diverted its attention from a distance, were preparing to watch the show, a blood-red shadow suddenly flew out of the hole:

"ANGMA!!!"

Duang——

I saw the little boss rushing out of the pit like a red ghost, wielding Kane's warhammer that emitted hot flames and slammed it into the chest of the Witch King of Angmar.

The Witch King of Angmar thought this was just a simple battle, so he just held his sword with one hand and prepared to fight. However, the huge force coming from the tiger's mouth shook his body, and he was forced to take a step back!
wow——

Seeing the Witch King of Angmar being forced back, the surrounding Orcs all let out exclamations, and even the Flame Eyes on the top of the Dark Tower in the distance could not help but shrink their pupils.

The mere Orcs were actually able to push back the Witch King of Angmar. Even if it was just a small step, it was enough to be called a big step in the history of the Orcs!

"Bitch!"

The Witch King of Angmar obviously did not expect that he would be so embarrassed when facing an Orc orc. In anger, he grabbed the little boss by the neck and smashed it to the ground!

Kacha~
The little boss's head exploded like a broken watermelon, and the blood-red halo that spread to his body finally faded away as Kane's war hammer left his hand, leaving only an ugly, twitching corpse.

The Witch King of Angmar's eyes gradually shifted as the opponent dropped Kane's war hammer, and then he reached out to pick up the strange red and black war hammer and inspect it.

However, at this moment, a cold and obscure voice suddenly came from behind him, making him give up the idea of ​​picking up the war hammer:
"I would never do that if I were you, it wouldn't do you any good if you didn't want your soul to be affected."

The person who said this was Archaon, who had fallen into a coma before. At this moment, Archaon was reaching out and pushing away the surrounding Orcs who were trying to block him, and then said with difficulty in the black language he had just learned:
"That's the Sword of Kane, the weapon of the Elf God of War living in the mortal world... Forget it, you won't understand what I'm talking about even if I tell you."

"Who are you and why did you come from the sky?"

The Witch-King of Angmar looked warily at the demon flesh wings behind Archaon and the glowing Eternal Chaos Mark on his body, then raised his sword and pointed it at Archaon's throat and asked a question.

In this outfit, he doesn’t look like a good person...

But coincidentally, they are not good. In a sense, maybe they can combine similar items?
Archaon didn't pay attention to the threat on his neck. He just moved the opponent's sword edge gently with an inscrutable look, and then introduced himself:
"I am Archaon, the Destined Man of Chaos, the Eternal Chosen One who is destined to destroy the world. I came here because I reached a deal with a god named Ilúvatar..."

Snapped--

Before he finished speaking, Archaon was grabbed by the arm and thrown out by the Witch King of Angmar. Then he raised his foot and kicked the opponent hard, sending Archaon flying several meters away. .

Looking at Archaon who was struggling to get up from the ground, the Witch King of Angmar had no intention of continuing to communicate with him. Instead, he waved his hand and ordered the surrounding Oaks:

"Tie it up and take it to the Dark Tower to Lord Sauron. He will like this gift very much."

He doesn't care about the Eternal Chosen or the so-called gods. The Ring of Power has permanently destroyed their souls. Now they only loyal to one master, and that is Sauron!
As for Ilúvatar?

I’ve never heard of it, let’s wait a little bit!

(Ilúvatar has been reducing and weakening his influence on Arda, so almost all humans are unaware of Iluvatar's existence)
"As ordered."

After receiving the order, the surrounding Oaks all rushed toward Archaon with grins, while taking out ropes and trying to tie him down with their own strength.

However, how could Archaon allow himself to be captured by a group of dirty orcs? He angrily waved his arms and knocked away several Orcs who tried to get close to him, and then looked at the Witch King of Angmar angrily and said: :
"That's enough, you are nothing, lowly barbarians, I am the eternal chosen one," you idiots, don't even think about humiliating me, I..."

boom--

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the Witch King of Angmar transformed into a phantom and came to Archaon. Then he threw out a whip leg and directly embedded the opponent deeply into the rock wall, while stabbing out a The punch hits the opponent's nose directly!

The invincible Archaon falls...

Although the physical body of the Witch King of Angmar has disappeared from the visible world, the spirit body in the underworld still showed an imperceptible sneer, and then ordered again to the Oaks watching the show:
"Hmph, you are such a weak Eternal God's Chosen. Tie him up and send him to Lord Sauron. Remember to use a stronger chain to prevent him from escaping again!"

"As ordered!"

In this way, before Archaon, who had just arrived in the world of Arda, had time to show off his talents, he was wrapped in ropes by the Orcs and transported into a rice dumpling to the Tower of Darkness, preparing to deliver him to Sauron.

(End of this chapter)