The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth.

Chapter 605 Battle of Two Kings
"Buzz!" The Battle Qi Flame Shield suddenly rose up, and the dazzling spatial power intertwined with the power of ice to desperately resist the falling lightning!

"Roar!" A faint dragon's roar echoed from within the thunder. The lightning that struck the shield suddenly split into two bolts in the astonished gazes of the three orcs! They shot straight toward the other two.

"Boom!" The thick arm plunged into the ground. The earth-type orc overlord directly used his body to withstand a bolt of lightning and channel it into the earth. He was basically unharmed, after all, earth is the most effective element against lightning energy!
"Boom!" The crimson-gold battle axe phantom rose into the sky and then suddenly cleaved down!

"The Sword Saint of Limitless!" Dos Anthony spat fiercely, immediately wielding his axe-spear to meet the attack head-on. A purple axe-spear phantom suddenly appeared and clashed with the battle axe.

"...Boom!" After a moment of silence, a powerful shockwave swept through, tearing apart and smashing countless giant trees. The terrifying power made everyone's eyebrows twitch.

"Sword Saint! This thing is actually a Sword Saint? You're telling me a half-orc with an axe is a Sword Saint?" Dos Anthony was so angry he almost laughed, but the facts left him no choice but to believe it! After all, the Sword Saint had used his ultimate technique—the Limitless Sword Saint!

"Be careful! He might break through my protection and kill you now!" Kurt warned with his dragon eyes furrowed. How could the Wuji Sword Saint, as a sixth-tier swordsman with top-level buffs, possibly have a simple skill?
"Roar!" Kurt shoved Dos Anthony away, and the next second the void ripped open, a blue icy sword shadow slicing through the spot where Dos Anthony had just been, leaving a deep chasm and everything frozen in ice!
"Brave Assault!" Dos Anthony's face turned green as he got up. This was a combo aimed at taking him down! Brave Assault had been used, and the instant-cast ultimate move almost sent Dos Anthony to his death in one hit.

"Boom!" Before Langdo could press his advantage, a dragon spear that emitted a series of dragon roars slashed it away.

"Clang!" The orc king, who was also the fire-type swordsman, blocked Roland's sneak attack with his giant axe.

After Roland's attack failed, he was not greedy and used the momentum to retreat. After all, this was not the first time he had done something like sneak attack without any martial ethics. Anyway, he had no morals and would not be morally bound by them.

"A human!" Langdor exclaimed in astonishment. This human should have died long ago! He clearly ignited his life force and initiated a sacrifice! Can a sacrifice be stopped midway? Even if it stopped, that fatal wound piercing his chest really was just a mere fatal wound, right? Langdor wanted to curse! It desperately wanted to report someone for cheating! This Central Plains was completely unplayable!
(The sacrifice skill can be stopped midway, but only a few people can forcibly end the sacrifice state with external force. However, the aftereffects of burning life force will still be consumed by the user before that happens!)

"Heh! I remember you! Trash!" Roland once again flashed forward and went straight for Langdo.

"Roar!" Langdo's sweeping slash forced Roland back, and before it could catch its breath, a burst of colorful dragon breath sent it flying.

"Agh!" Langdor howled in pain as the dragon's breath washed over its body. It tried to unleash its battle aura to dispel the dragon's breath, but the golden dragon's elemental breath contained all elements except for the evil attribute! How could it be so easily cleared away?

"Heretics! Die!" Doss slowly stepped out of the void, looking down at the three disheveled orcs with contempt. Sure enough, having an extra dragon knight made the fight much easier!
"Boom!" Several rapidly approaching dragons launched a desperate attack, unleashing a barrage of spells and dragon breath. The orcs, who had been evenly matched with Roland and his group, were instantly tormented, their defenses becoming disorganized and their parries increasingly ineffective. "Void Claw!" the orc king exclaimed.

"Ugh!" Unable to dodge in time, the Earth-type Overlord was grazed by Dos's Void Claw skill. The dragon claw, made entirely of spatial dragon power, emerged from the void and sliced ​​off a large chunk of flesh and internal organs from its abdomen, causing blood to spurt out instantly.

"Roar!" The Overlord, now in full berserk mode, no longer cared about holding back. With various skills and status effects stacked on his body, the severe injury to his abdomen actually began to heal! In just a few breaths, the injury was completely healed!
"Breath of the Earth! Earth-type healing skill! It has lost one of its trump cards!" Doss's voice rang in Roland's ears. This skill meant that the overlord's chance to counterattack by trading injury for injury had disappeared.

"Be careful!" Roland muttered to himself. After all, the skills of each elementalist were different. Besides the well-known general skills, there were bound to be inherited skills, exclusive skills, and even self-awakened and self-created skills! These variables all needed to be considered, since victory or defeat could hinge on a single skill or talent difference! Even the dead weren't safe! Wasn't Roland a living example? Who knew if someone's ancestors had some connection to the gods? What if one of these orcs was a pure-blooded descendant of the Beast God? That would be a disaster!
However, the probability of the above happening is almost zero. Even if it does happen, it will be a duel between the remnant souls of the Beast God and the Dragon God! Presumably, both fallen gods have a lot to say to each other!
"Boom!" Roland, with his sweeping and powerful movements, could only wield the dragon spear based on his understanding of swordsmanship. The ten-meter-long spear looked rather awkward in his hands, and to Dos Anthony and other regular dragon knights, it was nothing short of an eyesore! Just like how people in northern China see salty rice dumplings and people in southern China see salty tofu pudding! The level of spiciness made Dos Anthony's skin crawl.

"Clang!" When he saw Roland swing the dragon spear like a greatsword and slash at him again, Dos Anthony felt his cerebellum was starting to shrink.

"Whoosh!" Soon Roland, riding Doss, clashed with the Orc King. The two kings were locked in a life-or-death struggle!

Riding the golden dragon, Roland now realized that these Tier 6 orcs were no joke! Compared to Azog, a Tier 6 orc whom Roland had personally killed (finishing blow), Roland truly understood how terrifying the threshold of Tier 6 was when he actually fought against a fully-powered Tier 6 orc! It was a miracle that he had been able to successfully ambush Dokorg! Even surrounded and attacked by a group of dragons, these Tier 6 orcs were as stubborn and unyielding as rocks in a latrine! Apart from Dos's Void Claws trading one of the Overlord's recovery trump cards for another, despite their battered appearance, these wretches would run faster than rabbits given the chance!
"Boom!" The chant of the dragons exploded, and Roland, panting, pulled Doss back from the battle. Even with the dragon's blessing, the power of the fourth and sixth tiers was still like an insurmountable chasm! This forced Roland to retreat and rest.

"One against a thousand!" Roland activated the Holy Shield Elial in his hand. As the dragon power poured into his entire body, a thousand clones instantly appeared behind Roland.

"For glory!"

"For glory!"

The clones drew their swords and roared as they rushed forward, charging like moths to a flame. Under the attacks of the sixth rank, they were scattered into streaks of light one after another, as if they were committing suicide. However, Roland never expected these clones to do anything. All he wanted was to delay them and disrupt their rhythm.

(End of this chapter)