The Journey of the Demon Hunter

The crack in the Eye of Fire opened suddenly and turned into a pitch-black knight. The tall knight who was more than three meters tall held an iron hammer and walked towards the demon hunter. The gaps in the armor glowed with dark fire. The angular armor and his figure make him look like a walking pitch-black tower and a volcano about to erupt. Endless and powerful energy is surging in his body, bursting out at any time. He approached the demon hunter step by step, swinging the heavy hammer freely, light as a feather. Zelin tried to block the enemy's attack. The next moment, his arm almost lost his intuition. The black knight slammed the hammer again, and Zelin rolled and avoided. Blood oozes from the sleeves.

"Be careful!"

The flying knives condensed by golden light pierced the black armored knight, and Altarel turned and approached, and the two knives slashed towards the black armored knight's wrist in a tricky arc. The armor and blade smashed into sparks, but returned without success, leaving no traces. The black armored knight swung the hammer backhand, and the elf assassin avoided the hammer head, but some invisible force hit her abdomen, she flew out in mid-air, and fell heavily to the ground. Her skill was strong and she regained control of her body as soon as she landed, and another backflip stabilized her figure.

"We must retreat!" Altariel shouted: "This is not an enemy we can deal with!"

The hammer screamed, and the rock shattered. There are no extra moves in the battle of the black knights, but they are enough. No one can resist the powerful power of the black-armored knight, and every attack is as if a mountain is pressed down, and the demon hunter can only dodge in the face of such an opponent. He tried to counterattack with an ebony blade, but the attack of the enemy swinging a hammer made it difficult for him to find a chance to counterattack.

"What is this?!"

Alta Riel backed away a few steps. What she called to Zelin, Zelin couldn't hear clearly, only the sound of wind and flames were left in his ears. He backed away again, thinking quickly about the countermeasures in his mind.

It must have weaknesses.

But where? !

The black armored knight's offensive was like a squally storm. After trying such a power, he did not intend to use the Quinn Seal to counterattack. It was meaningless. The Seal would not be harder than the smashed rock.

If he retreats, he can get on his horse and escape, but the Norn cannot survive.

The touch of hitting the rock behind his back interrupted the demon hunter's thoughts, and he suddenly realized that he had retreated behind the cliff. Altarel threw the golden flying knife, which hit the armor, and disappeared. The black armored knight aimed at the demon hunter and raised the hammer again.

"Hurry up!"

Suddenly, the black-armored knight raised his weapon's arm with a pale white light, and the waving gesture stopped in the air, and the hoarse cry of Celebrity appeared in the ears of the demon hunter.

"Hurry up! I can't hold on for long! Kill him!"

The ebony blade pierced in the blink of an eye, and took the gap between the helmet of the black armored knight. Behind him, Altarel jumped up, and the two knives pierced the gap between the helmet and the shoulder armor.

The next moment, a more violent storm swept across the canyon.

The first thousand and sixteen chapters regroup

The corpses were everywhere, a mess.

Pain.

The nerves in the whole body were making serious protests to the brain, and his cheeks felt the irritation caused by the friction of the wet grass. Zelin moved his left hand, trying to use them to support the ground to get himself up, but his right hand still didn't feel much, in the fight just now. He must have been injured, but the pain that followed almost made him give up this decision. There seemed to be a voice in his heart, whispering in his ear, telling him that he should continue to lie on the ground like this. This is the most comfortable way. He has struggled for so long, but just took a short rest. No one has the right to blame.

Zelin pushed away the resting thoughts in his mind, gritted his teeth, resisted the sore muscles, and supported his body. Shake his head to get rid of the weeds on the ends of the hair. He blinked his eyes and his whole body was hot. He knew this situation, as if he had just walked out of the largest forge of Mahakam dwarves. With blurred vision, he rubbed his eyes, and the outline in a piece of meaningless green gradually became clear, turning into Norn's verdant lawn.

He heard something ringing in his ears, the sound seemed to be coming from far away. He noticed a pair of boots in front of him and looked up along the boots. He saw Altarel crouching in front of him, with red lips talking together, but he couldn't hear anything. So he coughed twice, struggled to stand up, and waved his hand to his ear.

"I can't hear what you are talking about."

Realizing that his voice must be loud, Altarel rolled his head and rubbed his earlobe.

"What happened?" He tried to lower his voice and looked around at the same time: "Sauron's hand was defeated? Where's Celebrity?"

He only remembered that there was a fire, pushed away by a powerful force, and then it was the matter of waking up. Altariel did not answer, but reached out and put a hand on the sideburns of the demon hunter. A burst of golden light flashed, as if you had just poked your head out of the water. When the water faded, everything nearby became clearer and more audible, but in the same way, the stench of the corpse and the disgusting smell of blood followed. It's just not worth mentioning when compared with the heavy oppression unloaded on the five senses.

"The Elf Lord is safe and sound, it only has its soul left, so... it may be a little fragile, but you should take care of yourself."

"What is this?" Feeling a little moist in his ears, Zelin touched his earlobe lightly, his fingers stained with blood. "I'm injured? Is this healing magic?"

"No, it's just some kind of evil, it will affect you, but don't worry now, it has disappeared. Don't worry, this is the light that Lady Galadriel bestowed on me before I left. To fight against the spirits and All kinds of evil, weapons alone are not enough." As Altarel said, she walked towards Lisa Riel, who was fainted by the rock. "You survived the most direct impact. At a human level, your will is very strong. Come and help me. She is still alive. We want to take her into the canyon."

Zellin walked over and put one of Lisa Riel's arm on his shoulder, while Alta Riel supported the other side. Lisa Riel's head was drooping, but her slightly undulating chest indicated that she was alive, only fainted in the impact. The demon hunter saw that the place where he fought with Sauron's hand just now had turned into a scorched black area, and the blackened ground spread from the center to all sides, like a shining star. But now, Sauron's hand only had the scorched black armor, and the finely carved patterns on the armor became blurred, showing anyone who noticed what kind of high temperature had just burst out.

"Who is he?"

Zelin supported Lisa Riel and stepped over an orc corpse. "Or, what exactly is it?"

"I don't know."

"Don't you know?"

"I can't know everything." The elf assassin shook his head. "Mordor is more dangerous than I expected. I thought there might be three or four ring spirits returning, but now, there is evidence that at least seven ring spirits have appeared. I have some guesses. I suspect that the Dark Lord can already Unleash part of its power, but it is meaningless to consider this at this moment. You should not tell the humans here, otherwise it will cause panic."

"But we really defeated it, right?" Zelin finally glanced at the broken armor lying on the scorched black mud before walking into the corner of the canyon. "At least part of it."

"Yes, at least part of it. We temporarily frustrated part of its plan." Altariel rarely showed optimism, but the expression on her face immediately became serious again. She seemed to have something to do, and there were always counts. Endless evil awaits her to get rid of it. "But the Dark Lord will not just send a few evil creatures transformed by humans to carry out his plan. I suspect that we will soon see new enemies."

"The Saint White Council should intervene." Zelin said. "I want to tell Gandalf the news, Gandalf the Grey, and he will know what to do."

Gandalf hoped that he could investigate Mordor's situation. Now, the Demon Hunter believes that what he saw in Mordor has attracted enough attention. The Shadow Mountains blocked Mordor from the outside world. No one knew what was happening here, but people couldn't see it. It didn't mean it didn't exist. Many bad things were brewing in the shadows. When it broke out, it was already unstoppable.

"That's why Mrs. Galadriel sent me here."

"Madam knows?"

"Yes, I don't know how much Madam expected about Mordor's situation, but she sent me to hunt the ring spirits just to create chaos in Mordor and buy time for people outside."

"How much time?"

Altariel was silent for a while: "I don't know."

"What about your mission goal?" Zelin frowned slightly. "Mrs. Galadriel didn't tell you, when will your mission end? Kill all the ring spirits?"

"I can't do it, the ring spirit can't be killed, at least not now. The war with evil will never end." The elf assassin sighed, as if talking about a job that could never be completed, but she There is no loss or frustration in his words, but only determination: "I certainly can't beat it, but I will try to drag it until it can be truly wiped out."

Zelin looked into Altariel's eyes and said nothing.

There are still plumes of smoke outside the canyon, and soon, new orc troops will be attracted. But there is no time to clean up the corpses, and after these things happen, no one will think that they can continue to hide here safe and sound. They must find a way to evacuate, but the premise is that enough people can survive.

The first thousand and seventeenth chapter Saruman's shadow

The Norns are consolidating the bodies of the dead.

Most of the people who survived were injured. If it weren’t for this close to a month, Zelin and Lisa Riel would find a way to liberate a group of imprisoned slaves. I’m afraid it would be difficult to rely on the manpower they had when they first escaped from Norn Castle. Can withstand this attack. But they suffered heavy losses. The ground was full of human and orc corpses. Blood stained every inch of the ground in the canyon. The ground was slippery. Sad people were holding the corpses of their relatives and friends. No one noticed the hunters who walked in. Most of the demon hunters, thatched houses and wooden houses were burned, except for the long house where Queen Marvin was. The fiercest battle took place here. Norn warriors leaned back on this large building to resist the orcs' attack.

Until they walked into the long house, two Norn guards noticed who the demon hunter was holding, and hurried over to take Lisa Riel who was unconscious.

"How is the queen?" Zelin threw off the blood from his hand and asked one of the guards.

"The queen's situation is not very good." The guard shook his head. "She is a little delirious, and... the queen has been saying something to tell Lord Light. We told her that there is no Lord Light, and she does not listen to advice. Thank you for sending Ms. Lisa Riel back. If Ms. No, we really don’t know what to do."

"No, the situation with the Queen of the Coast is normal." Celebrity's figure suddenly appeared beside the elf assassin. "She knew I was coming, and knew I was coming to see her."

"You?"

Zelin turned his head, Celebrity furrowed his brows, seeing the gaze of the Demon Hunter, the Elf Lord nodded: "Yes, it's me."

"This is really not a title that matches the style of the elves."

"It has nothing to do with me." Celebrity shook his head. "A creature called Guru called me that, but it did come in handy. It helped me retrieve two items that I lost in Mordor in the past. I recall many things. I remember that I have one of the most important things. The thing is left in Norn. If Marvin has that thing in his hands, or knows where it is, we don’t have to waste too much time."