Chapter 003: Ring Spirit

Finally, the Witch King of Angmar stood across from the Evil Eye, his hollow eyes seemingly able to take him in at a glance. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žfo

Angmar's scrutiny didn't make Evil Eye feel threatened, in fact, for a moment, Evil Eye's expression was very similar to a playful smile. Since coming to this world for so long, even if I have had uneasiness and fear in my heart, it has basically healed, and what is there to fear.

At least, he thinks so.

"I had a dream." "When I came to this world, I had a dream that was very clear, as if I had a vision, or a warning. When I woke up, I felt I had to summon you. For I am Lord of the Rings and your master. The evil eye made his eyes emisilate, and the Witch King of Angmar raised his head. He seems to have taken the bait.

If the Evil Eye remembers correctly, one of the reasons why the Lord of the Rings is a taboo item in the game is that if you have the Ring, you will have the allegiance of the Ring. And an old monster like the Witch King of Angmar, who has lived for thousands of years, his strength is very terrifying. It is only awakened from the state of the seal, and only with the gradual improvement of the strength of the prop owner can the seal be slowly unlocked, and theoretically, the strength of the Angmar Witch King will always be more than ten times that of the prop owner.

But the evil eye was not too excited about this, there is no such thing as a free lunch, and all this is premised on the fact that the Ringwraith is willing to take an oath of the Lord.

"A whole new world was revealed, and conquering what I saw would be a mission. A new challenge is coming, and in the face of the Lord of the Rings, will you swear allegiance to me and be my loyal servant for the rest of your life, serving me with your courage, force, and wisdom? ”

The evil eye stared at the Witch King of Angmar, but the other party did not respond immediately. So he was able to study his appearance under the cloak for a while, but all that came to his mind was the past of his previous life.

The worst outcome of the reluctance of the ringing spirit to take an oath to confess the Lord is nothing more than to pay the price of life.

For this, the evil eye is mentally prepared and willing to gamble on it.

The Regulator has a 50% chance of failure, and the Evil Eye doesn't believe that his luck is so bad, and in his favor, there is no Dark Lord in this world, and since the Ring Spirit has come to this world, it needs a master.

The result of the development of events was reassuring to the Evil Eye, and after a little silence for the Witch King of Angmar, he finally chose to get down on one knee, "I pledge allegiance to the Lord of the Rings, and I am committed to loyalty. ”

Even if there is a certain chance of failure, the evil eye can accept it calmly, but the next accident caught him a little off guard.

"Why does the skin inexplicably ooze blood beads and I don't feel it? Magic or what? After successfully obtaining the oath of allegiance from the Witch King of Angmar, countless small beads of blood seeped from the surface of Luo's exposed skin, and then floated towards the other party. Looking directly at this strange scene, the evil eye felt every nerve in his body immediately tense as if he had been pricked by a needle.

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Name: Angmar.

Age: 1098 years old.

Race: Undead.

Attributes: Strength 200+10, Agility 100+10, Constitution 100 (Top), Intelligence 10, Perception 40+50.

Items: Nine Rings (Perception +50), Sword of the Magic Kiln (Strength +10, Dexterity +10).

Faction: Order and Evil.

Class: Witch King - Black Iron Level 10 (Top). Knight - Bronze 10.

Status: Good (item influence: Faithful minion).

Occupational Skills - Transform into corpses and summon rings. Riding mastery, bronze power.

Personal Expertise - Mental Concentration, Unforgettable. The shadows are hidden, and the ghosts are perceived.

There was no blank piece of data on the ring spirit just now, and this pile of data was rapidly popping up.

For a moment, I felt that my eyes were spinning around Venus, as if I had become the center of the universe, and everything I saw was revolving around me.

"Bastard, stop." The evil eye shouted sharply, as if suspecting that he had fallen for an evil trick.

And he bet that if it weren't for the quick sight of the opportunity, even if he hesitated for a few seconds, the greedy ring spirit would definitely suck him into a mummy.

"I*your whole family** you almost killed Lao Tzu...... You big aunt drank too much stupid*......"

In a fit of rage, when a nine-and-a-half-year-old boy scolds in front of an adult-sized ringwraith, the painting is like dancing on hot coals.

A furious 'attack' that lasts about five minutes.

When he was tired of scolding, when Evil Eye finally lowered his fist and raised his eyes, he briefly felt that he had won, for the Witch King of Angmar was looking at him with a mixture of fear and fear.

Well, it can be judged from this point that the accident that just happened may not have been intentional.

The Evil Eye stood in front of the Witch King of Angmar, and after a strong rage, his body trembled from the loss of blood. The swear words just now also made him feel embarrassed, and then forced himself to calm down.

"I have seen in books before that the average adult human body has about 4000~5000 ml of blood, which is equivalent to the capacity of a boiling water bottle, and if the acute blood loss reaches more than 30%, that is, more than 1000 ml, it may reach the limit of the human body and endanger life. This small body is not very healthy in the first place, at most half of the blood volume of an adult, and just now, a small half of it was completely drained by this product. ”

In his weakened state, he could see the palms of his hands, the backs of his hands, and the surface of his skin, which were full of brown flaky spots. Evil Eye slowly turned to look at the Ringwraith, and as he adjusted his gaze through the light, he witnessed the 'transformation' of the Witch King of Angmar.

When he first appeared, the Witch King of Angmar was nothing more than a shadow wrapped in a black mist, a white bone wrapped in a cloak, after absorbing blood. Now, the original bones are covered with a layer of flesh and skin, although they don't look like a normal person, but at least they are a little more lively than the original appearance, with a pair of green eyes, well, and hair.

Dark hair mixed with gray strands, but a strong body with thick muscles, looks like the invincible witch king in "Middle-earth".

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Meanwhile.

From the outside, the room next to the stables is still lit.

Bardeen pulled out the sword at his waist and looked at the other five. Their eyes met and they all stepped out of the shadows. The killers assigned to kill seem to have no emotion, but not all of them are vicious, and they don't enjoy the thrill of committing murder in the middle of the night.

"Captain Bardeen, are Iβ€”are we really going to do this?" Someone suddenly heard from the otherwise quiet procession, which made everyone else stop suddenly, and lowered their heels as they tiptoed around in half a circle, and then stood there in amazement like statues.

"Shut up, you idiot." At this juncture, there was stage fright, and Bardeen's chest and throat were swollen from the anger that swelled in an instant. But he was still aware of the silence around him, and quickly lowered his voice to a whisper of secret, "Coward Kerry, look at you now, like a cub who wants milk and water." Oh, I see. No wonder you always go to some old women and let them hold you every day, you're not a man! Take a good look, we guards who only stand stupidly on the periphery of the palace every day, if we don't fight for something, what else can we do in this life. And do you know what we're going to get if we don't get it done? Your wife, the woman who only mourns her dead ex-husband all day long, will wonder when she hears that you have been sent to the border, she has suffered enough for herself to marry a third husband when you die. ”

Bardeen's humiliation of calling Kerry really him off. He had never experienced such a sudden shock, and he felt a resentful force pervade his whole body, and his upper lip was twisted by it. "I'm going to kill him! Torture him until you kill him! "Kerry, known as a coward, almost sank his teeth into the junction of his throat and shoulder.

"Listen, that tricky Nadine is not here tonight, and no matter how pitiful the little one is, he must be tortured to death. Raoul the one-eyed dragon is not a benevolent person, not to mention that he is the guard officer of His Royal Highness. So everyone remember, before completing the task, the prince's money is not so easy to spend. ”

Bardeen is warning Kerry and the others, but he is also convincing and warning himself.

"Do it, it's now!"

After saying that, he quickly moved in the direction of his goal, and the five people behind Bardeen leaned over and walked quickly past the large branches that had fallen to the ground and the empty flat ground. Outside the wooden door next to the stable, although everyone was in a hurry, they couldn't speed up the time.

When Kerry was signaled to finally open the door, he saw a scene on his face that he would never forget. "Those eyes ......"

"Get out of here, you idiot standing in the way." The look on Bardeen's face as he pushed him aside and forced him in didn't look like the face of a killer who was about to commit murder.

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