That's how Kellegong died.

Although there had been several conflicts, at this time, looking at the corpse in front of him, who had lost all his energy and was lying motionless on the long table silently, Charles did not feel any joy.

On the contrary, he was quite silent about the godless but unwilling eyes in front of him.

There was silence in the hall at this time, and some of the soldiers who followed in because of the relatively calm of the battle situation outside took off their helmets and bowed their heads in silence, and the big dog with blood-stained hair in front of them was also very spiritual and lay on the spot with gloomy eyes.

"Lord Kellergun may have had a gap with you, but I would like to say that if you see his bravery and fearlessness in battle, then you will definitely have a different impression of him."

After a long silence, Kellergon's former deputy couldn't help but speak.

Charles didn't say anything, and after a respectful salute to the corpse, he turned his head to look outside.

Although there was no danger outside of this area at the moment, he could still faintly hear a commotion thanks to his sensitive ears, and it was clear that after a brief hesitation, the enemy was ready to attack again.

The other elves here also noticed this after a while, so they took one last look at the departed lord, put on their helmets and hurried out.

Although there was no hope of survival in sight, they were not prepared to be taken prisoner without resistance.

"Although the lord died, even if he died, he did not give in to the darkness in the slightest, just fight! The Noldor people, for the sake of Sim Rin, for the Noldor, fight to the last drop of blood! ”

The voice of the elven deputy mobilizing the soldiers outside was very high-pitched, and a loud response also showed that the remnants of the soldiers here had already seen death.

Charles silently felt the ripples of this emotion, raised his hand in front of him, and a deep blue light bloomed.

However, only a second after it appeared, a sudden cold wind blew, and the light was extinguished.

After a moment's pause, Charles burst out laughing.

"Morgoth is nothing more than that." He put down his fingers, turned his head and said to the big dog lying on the ground next to him: "You must not have imagined that he was targeted by him when I was in Dosonian, and he kept staring at me all the way ...... morning and night."

Shaking his head, Charles stopped "talking to himself" and stepped out of the hall.

The dark power that seemed to be everywhere as the dark army spread had always suppressed Charr's psychic talent, or the magical power that bloomed because of his psychic talent.

So much so that in the war of Dosonian, except for the initial thunder and rage, he only held back a pillar of light to attack, and did not even make any special noise during the subsequent escape.

It's not that Charles can only do this, but as he says, he has been targeted, from the beginning of the thunder outburst, and it has not stopped until now.

"The magic is suppressed by you, so what about this?" Thoughts flowed in his heart, and the whole person who stepped out of the hall suddenly disappeared into the shadows of the door very strangely!

The outside sky was overcast and gloomy at this time, and the smoke outside the city walls slowly rose, which seemed cold and silent when combined with the coldness that existed in Simrin itself.

The cold silence made people shudder, but it reflected the faces of the elven soldiers not far away, full of perseverance and slaughter.

However, after a certain person disappeared, this atmosphere inexplicably had a strange aura.

The big white dog next to Kellergon's corpse tilted his head at this, and his penetrating blue eyes revealed a touch of human contemplation.

Soon after, the outside of the inner fort began to rumble again, but in a few moments, a sudden scream sounded again and again interrupted the attack.

However, unlike before, the screams were not limited to one sound, but were continuous!

A series of miserable screams were repeated, at first accompanied by anger, but later the more they changed, and finally they were full of panic and fear!

The soldiers behind the walls who supported the gate could not see the outside world, and could only hear a dull sound, but the elves who were defending the walls could see clearly.

At this time, in the dense army besieging the city outside, those who were responsible for commanding and commanding the overall situation died tragically under the advent of one figure after another!

The figure was elusive, and no one could see how he appeared or how he left.

At the same time, the weapons in his hands are also extremely sharp, and all the armor and even the physical defenses of the monsters themselves that he encounters cannot resist a single bit!

It wasn't until there was no longer any outside to give orders that the assassination quietly disappeared.

Unlike normal humans or elves, orcs have discipline and order, but after the death of their leader, their chaotic nature is unable to maintain their basic unity, so that panic grows outside the walls, and the siege army is full of commotion and intensifies.

It didn't collapse, but it didn't start another siege either.

"This ...... If he just kills like that......"

The elves looked at each other, their extreme astonishment making them forget their excitement and joy, and they were obviously unable to react.

Therefore, they did not expect that Charles could obviously do more than that.

Simrin's war was different from Dosonian's. The fortress is full of shelter, and the dark armies that occupy it are not aided by the blazing lava.

And even though Morgoth can suppress Charr's magical power, he obviously can't stop Charr's shadow power!

The interplay of light and darkness is shadow, not evil, not positive.

The assassination was born from outside the walls of the castle and spread throughout the castle in an arc!

Screams and curses, shadows and death, severed bodies, flowing blood...... Although the war has come to an end for the time being, the silent dance of the shadows will not stop!

Far to the north, the three volcanoes of Angban trembled faintly, telling the rising anger of the dark enemy, and the atmosphere in Himrin became even more panicked.

At first, as long as the officers showed their heads slightly, they could not escape the fate of being killed by surprise attacks, but gradually the pace of assassination slowed down more and more, but the slowdown did not mean that the destructive power was weakened, but more targeted.

Every time the later Charles makes a move, the target he aims at is one of the most important beings in this place!

The shrill cries of anger and fear continued to reverberate through the fortress, striking the army in the city that had won the battle more and more languishing and dazed.

Even if they are outnumbered, even if they are victors, at this time, in the face of such means, they are full of deep powerlessness.

Seeing that the familiar faces were splashed with blood, one by one the figures full of majesty collapsed, the orcs looked at each other, some of the simple-minded were angry, but more were no longer fanatical, trembling with fear of death coming to them.

However, no matter how angry Morgoth was, nothing could prevent death.

The flame demon with a raging flame all over his body, the lizard dragon with thick skin and thick flesh, and the cunning and sinister demon wolf......

In his hand, he holds a sharp sword that is carefully crafted, with multiple combinations of metal and jewels, a sturdy but light full-body armor, and a precious arrow with special abilities in the quiver behind his back......

The shadow of silence allows him to come and go freely, and the utensils in his hands make him invincible!

In the past, when the great enemy attacked the dwarven city-states, the enemy's high-end combat power, the fire demon, could not stop the dwarves' arrows, although it was mainly due to the large number of arrow rains, but it also proved that even the body possessed by the fallen Maia of the fire demon could not escape the fate of being cut by metal.

And at this moment, what Charles used was sharper than what the dwarves forged!

Except for an old acquaintance here, no one could stop the charr at this time.

An angry roar rang out from somewhere in the castle, it was Sauron, the future second demon lord who had fought the charr several times.

At that time, he abused Charles like a mustard, but at this moment, Charles can completely ignore this great enemy as a stone on the side of the road!

Just like during the conflict in Angban, Sauron was not afraid of being assassinated, but he could not find a place for the Charles.

In the end, he had to gather all his subordinates together to prevent the assassination from repeating.

It seems to be full of passivity, and it even seriously affects Simrin's defensive arrangement.

However, when one of the scouts reported the news, Sauron, who was already full of anger, laughed instead.

After hesitating for a long time, the elven army from the outside world suddenly began to retreat!