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

Chapter 974 Help is coming!

"..." The silent body suddenly emitted a terrifying wave of fighting spirit! The terrifying soul pressure made the dark clouds of war retreat a little!

"Glory of the King... the honor of heroes... cannot be trampled upon!" The turquoise flame of battle energy roared and tore through the dark clouds of war. Caught off guard, Khamul quickly raised his arms to block in front of him.

"Bang!" A clear sound like broken glass rang out, and a sharp edge like a thread cut through the darkness! Khamul's soul fire trembled in shock. In his astonished soul fire, he saw the various black armor pieces of the Ringwraiths on the body of the King of the Mountain, who was burning with green flames, shattered, and the dark green soul fire was rekindled.

Watching the dark armor melting as quickly as snow meeting hot oil, Khamul's soul fire flashed with surprise for the first time.

"No... this is impossible! How could the power of the ring be broken?" Khamul was extremely shocked. It had only been a few years? The power of the three rings was broken by two people in succession? The power of the ring to corrupt and degenerate has decreased?

The rising flames of the soul illuminated the gloomy face of Khamul in the darkness, and for the first time he felt fear of the soul in front of him.

"You shouldn't mention him..." The King of the Mountain suddenly spoke without thinking, with a trace of compassion in his turbid eyes. Sernar... saved himself again! At the moment when his soul was about to be completely assimilated and bound by the Ringwraith, Sernar's name and the power of the Ringwraith activated Sernar's power rooted in the soul of the King of the Mountain. As a former Ringwraith, Sernar chose to let the King of the Mountain protect Vess's growth from being attacked by the Ringwraiths. He naturally knew how disadvantaged the King of the Mountain, who was also a soul, was when facing the Ringwraiths. In other words, the power of the rules of the Ring was above the heroic spirit!
The remnant soul of Sernar, who had regained his status as a Paladin, not only left a legacy for Vess, but also left a backup plan for the King of the Mountain to fight against the Ringwraiths! At this moment, the permanent sacred mark that Sernar left in the King of the Mountain was activated!

"Shh!" The neighing of a war horse was heard in the void. The King of the Mountain reached out his hand and grasped the reins floating in the void. With a sudden pull, a soul warhorse covered with heavy armor appeared under his crotch. He rode on the horse's back naturally, and the long sword in his hand broke into pieces and turned into flowing fragments that entangled his body and danced.

"For the glory of the knight!" The King of the Mountain's decaying face was filled with solemnity. He raised his right hand, and a conical lance wrapped with gorgeous patterns appeared in his hand.

"Boom!" The lance lightly tapped the ground, and an invisible wave suddenly bloomed. The dark clouds of war that tried to erode him were swept away by this invisible wave! A rare vacuum fell within a radius of 100 meters, and the air with a bit of sacred breath supported an area of ​​100 meters in radius!

"This power does not belong to you!" Khamul exclaimed, holding the chain hammer and looking at the King of the Mountain who had escaped his control.

"Senar? That's his lance!" The soul fire in Khamul's eyes shrank into a ball, and only then could he see clearly the weapon in the King of the Mountain's hand. As the heir, Vess had the holy sword that could command the undead left to him by Senar, but his lance from his time as a paladin was left to the King of the Mountain by Senar as a trump card. Obviously, this arrangement played a role today.

"Behead! The evil spirit should surrender!" The King of the Mountain said nothing, but raised his lance and drove his horse towards Khamul. A shadow flashed behind him, and with it came a calm voice!
"Boom!" The violent shock wave made Willy, who was fighting in the sky, stagger. It was not because their fight affected Weiss and the others, but simply because Weiss and the others were completely attracted by the battle situation below!
"Dragon God! What are they doing?" Weiss said in disbelief. The forest within a few miles had completely disappeared! Only the potholes on the ground caused by the rolling roots were left! No one would question the destructive power if you said it was a forbidden spell.

"Look for His Majesty the King of the Mountain!" Weiss was a little anxious. He rode Willy to avoid Lidillias' attack, then glanced down, trying to find the figure of his guardian. After all, it was not easy to find a tiny person on the battlefield with smoke and dust rolling! "He's fine, my knight! But the Ringwraith facing him is not in good condition!" Willy was surprised. Obviously, in his opinion, the suppression of the Ringwraith on the Heroic Spirit is absolute! But he never expected that this Heroic Spirit was almost forced into a desperate situation by the Ringwraith?
"Something's wrong! It's bad! We have to save him!" Willy frowned the next second, shook off the sticky Lidilias and dived down.

"Slow..." Weiss, whose mouth was filled with wind, closed his mouth decisively.

"Haha! Hahaha~ I see!" Khamul sneered and then suddenly laughed out loud. Although he was in a miserable state, his cloak was torn and his armor was broken, but the soul fire in his eyes became brighter and brighter. On the other hand, although the king of the mountain opposite him had a rising momentum, the light in his eyes became dimmer and dimmer.

"Can you fire one more shot?" Khamur taunted.

"Roar!" Unfortunately, Khamul did not wait for the spear of the King of the Mountain, but waited for Willy's dragon breath! The dragon breath wrapped in evil power burned on Khamul like a thorn in the bone, and constantly ignited Khamul's fighting spirit, and the whole Khamul turned into a moving black torch!

"Let's go!" Weiss winked at the King of the Mountain. If Weiss wasn't a fool, he would have seen that the King of the Mountain was on the verge of collapse. Ignite the soul power and use the power left by Sernar, and there would be a backlash! Even if the heroic spirit is theoretically immortal, it will be wiped out and consume the soul power! If he stays any longer, the Ringwraiths can really kill him at will! Now the King of the Mountain is just a fierce roadside. He looks scary, but it's all about the image and momentum!

"Take care!" Ignoring Khamul who was trying to dispel the dragon fire, the King of the Mountain nodded to Weiss in a low voice, and then his figure disappeared into the void and turned into green smoke. The soul warhorse also neighed long and went into the ground.

"Let's go, the battle isn't over yet!" Vess ignited his fighting spirit. Khamul was already disabled. Vess was not arrogant enough to harvest the head of a Ringwraith, but he could still hold back the only intact Lidillias!

"Crack!" A subtle sound rang in the ears of the man and the dragon. Weiss's mind moved, and Willy also tilted his wings silently. The whole dragon floated down freely like a fallen leaf, leaving only the aggressive Lidillias chasing after him.

"Boom!" A flash of thunder flashed in the sky, and the dazzling electric light made it impossible to open one's eyes. When Weiss came to his senses, Lidilias was already "lying" at the table with Khamul!

"Sorry for being late!" Dos Anthony looked at the miserable state of the Ringwraiths on the ground, then looked at Windhelm that was submerged by the flood of orcs and whispered an apology.

"It's not too late, Windhelm needs rescue!" Weiss nodded to Dos Anthony. His dragon was not suitable for city rescue. One area skill could kill more people than orcs!