Thundered!!!

Black clouds overhead, cold whirlwinds blow, downpours fade away, and in the muddy valleys, trickles converge into the low-lying areas, submerging the culverts.

Russell stepped on the water and fought fiercely with the three rings until it became white-hot, and no one noticed that the raindrops were falling slower and slower, and they were quietly suspended in the air.

At the flowing culvert, the water flows to a low-lying place and then stands still, as if gravity is coming from the sky, slowly drifting up drop by drop.

Three ringlings, two entangled Russell, and one drove the wyvern to swoop, using a magic sword to freeze the water at Russell's feet into an ice lump.

Russell rolled over, the raindrops in front of him condensed into a flat surface, and he stepped over it, walking flat in mid-air.

A waterspout rises, blocking the way of the wyvern, and the ring spirit is about to swing its long sword to freeze it, when he catches a glimpse of Russell rushing into the air, hurriedly flicking the chains, and driving the wyvern into the air.

I don't know what Russell wants to do, but it's always wrong to stay away!

A stream of water rolled up, and Russell rushed into the air like a cannonball, and as it staggered with the wyvern, the peerless blade flashed, severing the wyvern's left wing.

The latter screamed and fell from the sky in a whirl.

The Ring Spirit raised his hand and patted the wyvern on the back, and his body floated up as if it had no weight, landing on the back of the other wyvern.

Russell stepped on the water, looked at the flying dragon that fell to the ground, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and the long-coveted ingredients were in hand, and it was time to draw an end to this battle.

。

The two wyverns circled around Russell, wanting to get close but fearing that Russell would cut off the dragon wings, and the spirit of the ring had already retreated in his heart, but now it is more and more obvious.

Moreover, the three ringlings sensed the aura of conspiracy, and Russell's attacks were not hurried or slow, not at all as aggressive as at the beginning.

If Russell's magic is insufficient, the ringing spirit is absolutely unbelievable, and several of Russell's attacks are tempting them, more like delaying time.

Fall back!

The three ringlings looked at each other, all of them had the same thoughts, and they continued to react to the chaos, and flew in the direction of the Elsinger army.

Thundered!!!

The water accumulated in the valley rose to the sky, gathering bit by bit, and the boiling tide rushed above the valley in one breath, turning into a towering wall of water.

The Ringling's heart trembled, and the wall of water in front of him bent and slammed at them.

The ring spirit did not dare to gamble with the life of the flying dragon, the tide was menacing, and if he was not drowned, he would have to be slapped into a patty. Decisively turned around and flew backwards, but as soon as he turned around, the same monstrous waves came.

Russell pumped all the rain from the valley, and the wall of water became thicker and thicker in mid-air, but it did not directly slap on the dragon, but like a pair of big hands together, wrapped into a giant sphere.

The surface of the orb was surging with water, and the Ringwraiths stabbed it with a sword, and the frozen frost was shattered by the high-velocity currents of water, with little effect, unless they could freeze the entire balloon.

One of the Ringwraiths rode a rotting wyvern into it, only to be skeptical by the high-speed water as soon as the dragon head poked in. The Ring Spirit jumped lightly and came to the side of the two companions, the three of them stepped on a flying dragon, and the left and right were males, and they seemed quite crowded for a while.

The three of them were all kings before they were born, and this kind of thing is taken for granted, and they look at each other to discuss how to get out.

They are immortal and do not fear death, but the army of Mordor has poured out and launched an all-out attack on Gondor, with the Eye of Sauron aiming for the royal capital of Gondor. Their strength will drop a little when they resurrect on the spot, and returning to their birthplace Mordor to resurrect will affect the strategic layout of the Valley of the Holy Helmet.

So, it became a real dilemma!

The kind Russell didn't let the Ringwraith get too entangled, and a gap appeared above the giant water ball, and he stepped on the water stream and suspended it in mid-air.

The foreboding became more and more intense, and the ring spirit resolutely launched a charge, and the three long swords crossed, shooting out a cold air that froze through the bone marrow.

Thundered!!

The strong light frightened the flying dragon from daring to move forward, and the cold air was annihilated by the thunder, and the rings felt something, and at the same time raised their heads to look at the sky.

The rain outside had stopped, but the black clouds had not dispersed, and the razer scurried away to reveal the darkness, and a loud rumbling sound broke out and continued to fall on Russell.

Russell's whole person was wrapped in thick thunder slurry, and the flashes of jumping caused the surrounding air currents to fly wildly, and the faintly visible white arcs were swimming and dissipating.

Sensing the accumulation of terrifying energy, the ring spirit could not get close to disperse, so it had to send out a black mist defense, and in an instant, a strong light flashed, spreading through the water ball, illuminating the night sky as if it were day.

The ring spirit looked at the intact body in surprise, but it didn't explode?

Immediately afterward, they saw a terrifying scene, the surrounding area was white, the blue eyes opened one by one, and hundreds of silver-white giant wolves were wrapped in layers outside the black mist, surrounding them.

Ringwraith: "......"

The blinding glare bloomed again, and then the Ringwraith knew nothing......

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Boom ————

The roaring explosions continued one after another, and the thunder raged, overflowing the sky to form an incomparably strong white light. The huge white ball swelled and expanded, unable to suppress the terrifying energy in the center, and exploded with a thud.

Thundered!!

The flickering light washed outward, illuminating the night once more, and the clouds in the sky dissipated.

Russell's feet on the water, getting the ring spirit is the first step, and then he will give the Issinger coalition another blow.

The splash of water rolled up again, forming a tsunami-like wall of water, and most of this rain would disappear tomorrow if it was not used today, and Russell waved his hand in line with the shameful principle of waste, and gave it all to the orc army from afar in one go.

The valley is trembling, the waves are roaring, and thousands of horses are rolling down in unison, and the sound is shaking through the sky!

"It's a pity that this rain is a little less after all."

Russell landed abruptly, regardless of the orcs' casualties, and was anxious to return to Fort Clarion for dinner. Suddenly, the scene of the old man exchanging his shield for the wooden plank in the child's hand appeared in his mind, and his footsteps subconsciously stopped, and he stuck the peerless blade on the ground with his backhand.

"Oh, damn bad old man, how nice it would be if you didn't give it to him......"

Speaking of this, Russell shook his head slightly, and he didn't see any movement, the gurgling stream condensed into a big hand little by little, grabbed the dragon and threw it on the side of the city wall of Fort Horn.

The wyvern lost half of its wings, fell from a high altitude and suffered internal injuries, and was swept up in the aftermath of the thunder explosion, barely hanging with only one breath. was pinched and dropped by a big hand, and immediately kicked his feet, and he didn't look away.

Russell sat on the corpse of the orc and muttered, "I'm just not ruthless enough, so I can blow the cold wind alone in the middle of the night, which is far worse than Gandalf!" ”

……

Fort Horn!

Siyodon sat in the tower, looking at the flying dragon that appeared on the side of the city wall, his face puzzled.

"Legolas, what do you mean by Wizard Russell?"

Legolas swallowed and said succinctly, "Eat! ”

Hiudun: "......"

I'm sorry, can you speak human language, I didn't understand the elven language just now!