Chapter 871: The Taste of Victory

"Kill!"

With a cold and hoarse shout, a figure wearing black and blue armor and a thick cold air all over his body walked out of the portal.

"It's a familiar feeling, that's ......" Legolas muttered, his eyes fell on the man's hand, looking at the glowing cold ring, and exclaimed in surprise: "Aragorn! ”。

"Boom!" Aragorn pulled out the sword in his hand, runes lit up from the sword, looked at the orc, pointed at the long sword, and said coldly: "Destroy them!" ”。

"Coax!"

As Aragorn's words fell, the undead army rushed out of the portal like a wave, and the portal closed quietly when no one was looking.

The horrific legions of the undead were silent, but their killings replaced their words, spreading fear into the orc army.

In front of the legions of the undead, this is not war, this is a one-sided killing.

No sword could hurt the undead soldiers, but when the figure of the undead soldier flashed past the orc, a bloody wound appeared on the orc's body, and when the blood landed, the orc became a cold corpse.

Standing beside Thorin, Aragorn slashed Dane's hammer with a sword and said to Legolas, "You go and deal with the Ringwraith, leave it to me here!" ”。

"Good!" Legolas nodded, rolled over, dodged Bate's attack, picked up a sharp arrow, aimed it at a Ringwraith, and shot it.

Looking at the people who were blocking Dane and Bate's attacks in front of him, Thorin was surprised: "Aragorn! You're alive!? ”。

With a sweep of the long sword, separating Bate's long sword, the hilt of the sword slammed backwards, blocking the smashed war hammer, and Aragorn whispered, "Hmm...... The teacher woke me up! ”。

"Kael'thas?" Thorin thought softly, the wariness in his eyes slightly lightened.

He had just experienced betrayal, and it was inevitable that he would be wary of it, after all, Aragorn had been bewitched by Sauron.

"Damn it!" Dane screamed irritably, he didn't expect that at this time, he would kill such a strong person, even if he joined forces with Bet, that person could easily block it.

And, to make matters worse, the undead legions are slaughtering the orc army at a rapid pace.

"Bette, you go deal with those troops, I'll drag him!" Dane changed his purpose and gave up on killing Thorin for the time being.

"Good!" Bate replied lightly and killed the past, and suddenly, slowed down the killing speed of the undead legion.

The war continues, and if it continues, both Mordor's side and the Alliance Army will suffer heavy losses.

"Light!"

A voice that resounded throughout the battlefield appeared, and a figure surrounded by light suddenly appeared from the Alliance Army.

White robe, white beard, he's Gandalf in white robe!

Gandalf, who had disappeared since the establishment of Saruman's fall, reappeared at this critical moment, and with his shouts, a soft but deadly white light burst out from him, enveloping him in a large part of the battlefield.

Under the shroud of light, ugliness, darkness, and filth will be invisible and will be reduced to ashes, but courage, glory, and justice will be strengthened.

Suddenly, a large area of orcs turned to ashes in a terrible howl as if they were being burned by the flames.

"Gandalf!" With a cry of surprise, Saruman, who had silver-white hair, appeared in front of Gandalf with a piece of firelight from the sky, and with a wave of his arm, he turned several Alliance soldiers who rushed towards him into torches, and with an undisguised look of jealousy, he said, "You have been promoted to white robe!?" ”。

As the words fell, Saruman smiled grimly and said, "You should thank me for my fulfillment." ”。

"Fulfillment?" Gandalf laughed silently, and with a wave of the staff in his hand, he knocked away an orc who was not open and wanted to rush up and kill him, and said, "Yes, if it weren't for your fall, I wouldn't be a white robe, but I don't want such a promotion ......."

"Fallen?" Saruman chuckled and said, "I just chose the stronger side, the stronger one!" ”。

"Look!" Saruman raised his hand, looked at the dark ring on his finger with a look of fascination, and said, "This is the power ......."

"Coax!" The air stirred, and a leaping flame appeared in Saruman's hand.

"You have lost yourself...... Gandalf looked disappointed and regretful, and he also stretched out his palm, showing Naya, the ring of fire among the three elven rings on his palm, and said, "Strength, even if you don't discard your original self, you can get ......."

"Bang!" An equally flaring, throbbing flame appeared in Gandalf's hand.

Saruman was stunned for a moment, and then with a look of jealousy, he said resentfully: "Elon, they actually transformed the elven three rings!" Let you also master the power of the elements! ”。

Unwilling, angry, Saruman wanted to tear Gandalf apart, how much effort he spent in order to get this power, and even willing to fall into cooperation with Sauron......

But Gandalf, a man who was only a gray robe before, how could he have it!

With the anger in his heart, Saruman unleashed the flame in his hand.

Gandalf's face was indifferent, and after blocking Saruman's flames with the same flame, he said, "It's useless for you to be jealous, you have a personal ......."

"You're dead!" In the depths of Saruman's eyes, there seemed to be flames, and then he roared angrily, "Come out! Kill them! ”。

With Saruman's voice, a vicious army suddenly appeared from the horizon and rushed towards it with a furious aura.

With the same ugly face as the orc, but much stronger than the half-orc, Gandalf's eyes widened when he looked at such a creature, and pointed at Saruman and said, "You actually use humans and orcs ......."

"So what!" Saruman interrupted Gandalf with a nonchalant look on his face, "As long as we can win!" ”。

As the words fell, Saruman flew into the sky with the flames, his hands lit up with a large amount of flames.

Seeing this, Gandalf could only sigh lightly, and as well as fly into the sky, he took Saruman's attack and began a battle between the flames.

And the battlefield below, with the addition of strong orcs, once again entered a state of stalemate.

"Kill, kill!"

Outside the battlefield, a figure shrouded in shadows, no, it should be said, the whole body seemed to be composed of darkness and shadows looking at the battlefield in the distance, and a pair of indifferent eyes were full of pleasure.

Killing excites him, death makes him happy, he doesn't care how many people die, he only cares about winning this war......

And now, he has already smelled victory.