The Heavens: I stopped being a human being from Storm Scarlet

Chapter 265 Skeletal Dragon VS Balrog

"What are those? Fireworks made by Saruman?" Gandalf looked solemnly at the extremely fast enchanted missiles.

In fact, Saruman created this thing with fireworks as the prototype.

It would be meaningless to simply spray black powder into the sky, but the surfaces of these metal pillars, like the giant crossbow bolts, are equipped with the magic of "lock-on tracking" and "accelerated armor penetration". Isn't that the Middle-earth version of infrared guidance? Missiles!

Whoosh whoosh~

In an instant, the bright night sky was occupied by extremely terrifying dragon-slaying weapons. Under the guidance of magic, Chu Xin was besieged without exception.

call!

Chu Xin was also very brave, facing the charge without fear.

But the amplitude and frequency of his wings were extremely terrifying, Aragorn and others in Baicheng felt their eardrums buzzing non-stop, and their brains were almost shattered.

Cicadas throughout the scorching summer!

"What is he doing?" Boromir tightly covered his ears, his five sense organs were almost tangled together.

"Casting magic." Gandalf explained, clapping Boromir's hands and beckoning him to open his mouth.

hum-

In an instant, the spell runes on the bone wings bloomed, and several exaggerated cyan magic wind blades gushed across.

After a face-to-face meeting, all the giant crossbow bolts were intercepted and cut off.

Bang bang bang!

The magic missile also collided immediately and exploded with great momentum.

In terms of power, one is comparable to the ten bursting arrows of the Orc Legion.

Whizzing!

However, more than a dozen of them passed through the gap between the wind blades and blasted straight at Chu Xin.

A mouthful of dragon flames spewed out, detonating two-thirds of it, and the rest came from behind.

call!

Judging the position based on the airflow.

Spread out the long tail that strengthens the bone scales, swing, hook, and flick.

Several magic missiles were pierced through the waist, and they didn't have time to explode.

bang——

Still one hit Chu Xin's back.

"It seems that I overestimated their power~ It seems that there is no need to be prepared."

Chu Xin showed his figure safe and sound, not to mention broken arms and legs, not even a conspicuous trace left.

The enemy is making progress, how can he stand still?

"If Saruman and the others were given more time, I wonder if they would come up with magic cannon~"

Chu Xin was thinking about it, and at the same time, he swooped down at a high speed.

Flutter!

hum-

The wind blade fell like a huge sky curtain, cutting a gully on the ground in an instant, causing heavy casualties to the artillery corps.

The trolls also tried to launch a counterattack, but Chu Xin would not give them this time.

Saruman's painstaking efforts were all turned into scrap copper and rotten iron when the dragon flames fell.

As the Mordor Artillery Corps was destroyed by Chu Xin, the battle of Baicheng, which determined the fate of mankind, also announced the outcome.

Aragorn led the army to charge without hesitation, and the soldiers who followed him did not realize that it was not their general Boromir. Apparently, Aragorn's performance completely convinced all the soldiers, including the helpless Poirot who followed him. Mill.

The morale of one side is overwhelming, and the other side is defeated. The next step is a unilateral sweeping massacre.

"Old friend, our alliance will be separated sooner or later without you~" Gandalf came to Chu Xin with a smile.

However, he found that Chu Xin did not respond, but looked to the north.

"The card of the Wilderness Spirit is broken." Chu Xin said to himself lightly, and couldn't help wondering who had that ability. Although the Wilderness Spirit is not invincible, it is good at burrowing and it can't escape easily.

Unless the strength gap between the two sides is huge!

"I just followed the cooperation matters, and more importantly, you persist in fighting, otherwise you won't be able to wait for my arrival." Chu Xin replied.

Gandalf raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect Chu Xin to praise him without hesitation.

"Let the pursuers come back, don't chase the poor, and be careful of ambushes," Chu Xin said.

But soon, Aragorn and others returned to the city with common sense, and did not pursue the complete annihilation recklessly.

"The most important thing now is to rest the army. This is only the first battle of Middle-earth's turmoil. We must have sufficient time and energy to deal with all kinds of sudden changes in the future." Aragorn said calmly to Boromir.

"You're right, I agree." Boromir had to admit that he was not as orthodox as the royal family, not to mention combat effectiveness, but there was a big gap in personality charm alone.

"Actually, these little guys are quite reassuring, they are so smart~" Gandalf smiled gratifiedly.

Chu Xin nodded silently, and his attention has shifted to the card interface.

Text emerges:

"Turning the battlefield into timely rain, changing the huge battle situation with one's own strength, and calmly responding to the enemy's various moves, one by one, is a series of operations that meet the standard;

Perhaps the enemy did not meet the requirements. Compared with the past, the host's killing was a little less indulgent, unruly and violent;

Reminder: Too calm 'steadiness' and 'waves' are not conducive to physical and mental growth. Ordinary life needs fun and stimulation, and fighting is also indispensable;

Proficiency +5%, reaching 74%;

Unlock the traversal permission, you can go to the next world at any time;

Receive special rewards:

One-time props [Corpse Recovery] (it can transform relatively complete corpses within a certain range into skeleton creatures, and turn them into cards for the host to use). "

A metal box resembling an urn appeared in his mind, with exquisite and terrifying patterns carved on six sides, and upon closer inspection, corpses were scattered all over it.

Chu Xin looked around, isn't the plain where countless corpses are piled up at this moment the best place?

use now?

He hesitated for a moment, but did not take it out.

Intuition told him, don't worry, just play safe first.

And the soldiers in Baicheng didn't take the time to clean up the battlefield. They were either exhausted and fell asleep, or they were tortured with scars all over their bodies.

It can be seen from this that Aragon's decision is very wise.

Suddenly, there was an exclamation in the city.

Everyone hurried over.

"What's the matter?" Boromir pushed through the crowd and squeezed into a warehouse.

"My condolences." Aragorn, who arrived first, passed him by, sighing in a low voice.

Boromir shuddered and quickened his pace.

The body of Prime Minister Denethor was imprinted in the eyes.

He knelt on the ground lifeless, his long hair draped over his shoulders, the long sword in his hand was broken, and dead orcs surrounded him.

Behind him were more than 100 civilians with sad faces.

"The Prime Minister sacrificed himself to protect us~" a commoner cried.

"Father, you succeeded. They were not harmed." Boromir knelt down and closed Denethor's wide eyes with his hands.

The soldiers present were all moved. They took off their helmets and put them on their chests, bowing their heads in silence.

On the wall not far away, Gandalf said with emotion, "When an era ends, a new era will begin."

Chu Xin knew what he meant, and he didn't want to hand over the position of power to the death of the prime minister, so that Aragorn, who was of the royal blood, could ascend to the throne of the emperor without hindrance.

If Denethor is still alive, he will definitely not recognize and recognize Aragorn. After all, Gondor has had no king for hundreds of years, and the prime minister's family has always been in power.

And Denethor died in battle today, after all, he has maintained a good reputation.

In the original book, Denethor became crazy, suspicious, stubborn, and cowardly under the influence of Sauron more than ten years later, and finally fell down to his death due to the unbearable pressure. The evaluation of him by later generations is mostly negative.

The Sun Also Rises.

There is no tomorrow for the dead, and their journey is completely stuck in yesterday.

The teary-eyed woman stood blankly on the city wall with her young child, trying to find her husband among the piles of bones.

The white-haired couple supported each other and called out their son's name loudly to the smelly plain.

Gandalf, the demigod Maia, couldn't bear to look directly at these pictures.

But everyone didn't have time to grieve at all. After a morning's rest, Aragorn and Boromir began to count the number of people and reorganize the army. They were busy until night, and the data they got were not clear. With the endless attacks that followed, everyone felt a headache.

At this time, Gandalf said, "As long as the Supreme Lord of the Rings is thrown into the Doomsday Volcano and melted, Sauron's power will be completely dissipated."

Ever since, everyone turned their attention to Chu Xin who was lying on a hill outside the city.

"The key to forming an alliance with him is the Supreme Ring. Will he follow our advice?" Boromir smiled wryly.

"I will find time to chat with him." Gandalf was also helpless.

……

The next day.

The early morning wind blew through the streets and alleys of Baicheng, sending people a fresh stench, and they immediately heard the sound of vomiting.

But no one can laugh, because the bad smell comes from their relatives and friends.

Not only that, but there was also an unsettling scorching heat in the wind, which was both pungent and nauseating.

"Is it my illusion, I seem to smell the breath of extreme darkness approaching?" Gandalf frowned and climbed up to the tower where Angelette was.

"You're right, it's indeed darkness." Angelette looked at the rolling land in the north with deep eyes.

When Gandalf heard this, he rolled up his sleeves and left the city.

"What are you in a hurry for? Isn't he here~" Angelet said, and raised her chin towards Chu Xin who was in the distance.

The sun was extremely hot this day, and the temperature climbed to 35 degrees Celsius in the morning.

The high temperature accelerated the decay of the corpse, the blood had solidified into a sticky black swamp, and a large number of flies and maggots were flying and wriggling happily.

"You can't let it go, or the plague will rage." Aragorn said seriously.

"But is there something wrong with this damn weather, why is it so hot all of a sudden!" Gimli complained.

"The only way is to burn it with fire, and I'll take someone out to deal with it." Boromir sighed.

woo-

However, as soon as he stepped forward, the outpost on the top of the mountain blew the horn of enemy attack.

Chu Xin slowly raised his head, and murmured secretly: "This heat wave, it is indeed the Balrog who killed the spirit of the wilderness."

Words follow the law, and under the horrified gaze of everyone in Baicheng, a burly flame demon appeared in the northern land.

It comes with a surge of heat, and every step forward makes the already hot weather drier.

The extremely oppressive momentum rolled in, like a heavy sky falling, making Gimli, Legolas and other heroes suffocated and trembling, but Aragorn remained unmoved and remained consistent.

"I seem to have seen a dark abyss full of magma, and an evil that frightens me seems to swallow me up." Legolas, who was slowing down, said in a low voice.

"That's the Balrog, a powerful enemy from ancient times. In terms of identity, he is a dark creature of the same level as Sauron," Gandalf quietly came to the crowd, "However, how could this guy be so huge, and his strength far exceeds that of Sauron?" I expected."

Whoa!

While they were talking, Chu Xin had already ascended into the sky, looking down at the Balrog who had stopped.

He saw the skull of the spirit of the wilderness wrapped around his left forearm, and a murderous look flashed in his eyes.

"You are the Smaug mentioned by Saruman? That's all. You're much younger than the black dragon Ankara. Your fragile bones won't break with a single blow, right?" Balrog Urn taunted.

Seeing that Chu Xin didn't respond, it said to itself, "I don't have to kill you, but it must become my mount."

Perhaps because he hasn't spoken to anyone for many years, the Balrog is somewhat talkative, showing the unique rebelliousness of the race to the fullest.

Chu Xin carefully examined the Balrog, and was amazed at the difference between its size and appearance and the movie. Judging from all signs, this is definitely the strongest enemy he has encountered so far, even Saruman can't compare.

But thinking too much made his hands tied, and Chu Xin swooped down neatly.

"When I can't fly? Roar!"

The Balrog spread its wings and rose from the ground with a fierce aura.

thump—

No one flinched and dodged, and rushed into each other with the most vigorous frontal posture.

Have you ever seen a blacksmith?

When they touched each other, Chu Xin was like an iron rod, and Balrog was like a pot of molten iron, which instantly exploded into sparks all over the sky.

After a short contact, Chu Xin was overjoyed and realized that the Balrog was the strong enemy he needed right now.

In less than a second, he entered a state of complete immersion, and unleashed a berserk punching attack.

Bang bang bang!

Bone fist hit Balrog's body hard again and again, and the rhythm without breathing suddenly crushed Balrog so much that he could only defend himself deflatedly.

With a "poof", the coccygeal blade pierced Balrog's lower abdomen like an afterimage ghost, and when he was about to stir 360 degrees, Balrog's right hand grabbed and dragged tightly, and then made Chu Xin's flight slightly lose balance .

The Balrog took the opportunity to blast out his left fist, and the skull of the wilderness spirit hit Chu Xin's forehead heavily, knocking him hundreds of meters away.

"There's something about this guy."

Chu Xin glanced at the root of his tail, and there were actually a few cracks, which were just pulled open by the Balrog just now.

"Sigh~~"

The Balrog caressed his chest, and several scratches where magma blood flowed out were extremely clear.

It also restrains the inner contempt and replaces it with a serious attitude.

Boom!

With his right hand, he pulled out the lava fire sword from his waist, and the Balrog flew towards Chu Xin again.

Chu Xin, who reacted quickly, immediately spewed out a big mouthful of sacrificial dragon flames, and he wanted to test whether it was effective.

Sure enough, the Balrog jumped out of the explosion unscathed, and sneered angrily, "Are you attacking me with flames? Are you underestimating me!"

Seeing this, Chu Xin roughly determined how the Balrog would die under his hands.

If it can't be killed by bombing or burning, then it will be beaten to death.

"I'll use your bones to make soup tonight!"

The Balrog raised his flaming sword aloft, and slashed down.

Keng——

The loud and piercing sound of gold and iron resounded through the sky.

Balrog looked at the shattered fire sword in his hand in astonishment, and found that Chu Xin was slashing at it with a blue light that appeared out of thin air. (end of this chapter)