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

Chapter 749: Heroic Spirit Transformed into Armor!

Under Weiss's shocked gaze, Senar thrust the holy sword in his hand into the ground, and his soul directly transformed into starlight, making him look even more ethereal.

"Don't be sad, inherit my will! Keep going!" Without waiting for Weiss to say anything, Senar raised his hand to stop Weiss from speaking.

"This is the last gift I can give you, please accept it with peace of mind... I have no regrets anymore. Dying as a human was my last wish. Now that my wish has come true, it's time for me to go!" Senar looked at Weiss tenderly, just as he looked at the younger generations of the Kingdom of Arno.

"Ah!" Willy let out a long groan as he felt something in his heart! This was his respect for Senar, and he had already anticipated what Senar was going to do.

"Whoosh~" A gust of wind was heard, and Senar turned into fragments of light in front of Weiss, splitting into two galaxy-like light bands that wrapped around Weiss and Willy.

"Go on! Carry the hope of the Dunedain! Hold this holy sword! You are our only dragon rider... and may also be the last dragon rider... May the former kings bless you!" Senar's voice floated from the void.

But Weiss no longer had time to listen to what Senar said. He was shocked by the stream of light that Senar transformed into, which was entwining himself and Willy. What frightened Weiss even more was that the armor that his teacher Kaslo had carefully selected for him was slowly melting away, and a silver, somewhat illusory full-body armor slowly emerged and wrapped around him!

On the other side, Willy calmly watched the flowing light transformed by Senar hovering on his body. The light slowly formed a ferocious dragon armor. This transparent dragon armor was wrapped with golden light, which looked very incongruous when worn on Willy. After all, this dragon armor exuding a sacred aura was matched with an evil dragon... It was really challenging to one's brain nerves.

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"Hail to you! Your Majesty Senar, the great holy hero! You are a true paladin! May the holy light bless your soul!" The mysterious figure appeared again, and he murmured as he looked at Senar's gradually disappearing figure.

"The last Paladin of the Kingdom of Arnor has fallen... The bloodline of the Kingdom's Paladins has been completely cut off. The light is ultimately fleeting... You have chosen this path..."

"Alas..." With a sigh, the last figure disappeared in the wind.

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"Senior Senar..." Weiss looked at Willy at a loss.

"He chose the most radical path, turning his soul into armor and integrating it into our bodies!" Willy shook his head.

"Integrate into our bodies? Then Senior Senar would be..." Weiss was stunned and then his eyes turned red.

"Yes, he used his soul to forge two sets of soul-bound equipment, so his soul..." Willy lowered his head and looked at the dragon armor on his body, and then the dragon armor was slowly retracted into his body.

"..." Weiss fell to the ground in a daze. He knew that Senar was destined to die, but he didn't expect that it would be in such a horrifying way. He turned himself into armor to protect himself.

"Why? Why would he choose me? We obviously have nothing in common..." Weiss muttered to himself in dismay, hugging his knees. "Hasn't he already told you the answer? You have the blood of the Kingdom of Arnor flowing in your veins. You should be the most talented Dunedain he has ever seen! He passed on the mantle to you in the hope that you can restore the glory of the Dunedain!" Willy shook his head.

  "In a sense, you are the last Lord of Arno!" Willy's eyes were a little strange. Not to mention that Sennar left a lot of legacy to Weiss! In addition to a luxurious suit, he also left a holy sword to prove his identity! With this holy sword, Weiss has a reason to claim sovereignty over a certain territory in the Kingdom of Arno. Roland would probably wake up laughing in his dreams. Now he has a legitimate reason to rule the West. Weiss raised Sennar's holy sword and shouted: Since ancient times... cough cough!

"..." Weiss twitched his lips speechlessly. He carefully drew out the holy sword in front of him. The cloud pattern on the sword, like flowing water, reflected Weiss's confused face.

"Don't let him down. Although you are not a paladin, he hopes that the light of the paladin can be passed on to you!" Willy looked calmly at the holy sword in Vess's hand. This long sword exuding a sacred aura strangely maintained a balance with Vess's evil fighting spirit. Perhaps it was because Sernar had been corroded into a Ringwraith for too long, and the evil power had been deeply tempered into the sword.

"I understand!" Weiss clenched the hilt of the sword and said firmly.

"It's really weird. The magic dragon actually put on the holy armor one day!" Willy muttered and shook his head. He was just like a light bulb. In order to prevent the sacred dragon armor from turning himself into a light bulb, Willy secretly decided that he would never wear that thing unless he had a fight. People who didn't know would think he had betrayed the magic dragon clan.

"Let's go, we should go back. They must be waiting anxiously." Weiss calmed down, held the Holy Sword Senar in his arms, and patted Willy's scales.

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"No! I have to go and take a look. Sernar may not be able to hold back the three Ringwraiths by himself. Vess might be in danger after not coming back for so long! Ouch." Kaslo frowned and finally jumped off the bed, but because he tore his wound, he grimaced.

"Go back!" Renault, who was resting nearby, didn't even look at Kaslo. He stabbed him with the scabbard in his hand. Kaslo was stabbed by the scabbard and flew back to the bed.

"I don't want Ajax to kill me! News just came from Rapid City! King Roland sent Ajax to support us! Your wife is here, don't you have anything to say?" Renault looked over with a sneer. He also wanted to see if Kaslo could still be stubborn when Ajax came.

"..." After Kaslo glanced at Renault, he sat back on the bed obediently without saying a word.

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"Doss! Where's Kaslo? Is he okay? Where is he?" Ajax's anxious voice was faintly heard outside the door.

"Sister! Why do you care about him? He cares about his apprentice more than you! Why do you care whether he lives or dies? It would be better to let him and the Ringwraiths fend for themselves!" Then the mumbling voice of Dos Anthony came in.

Renault looked over with pity, only to find that Kaslo had already crawled into the quilt at some point in time. He looked like he was going to die soon, and his face was extremely pale.

"You're such a talented person! You're unlucky for using the micro-control of the battle energy like this!" Renault gave a thumbs up to Caslo, who turned pale because of controlling the battle energy.

I was not feeling well yesterday, sorry for missing a chapter.