Dragonborn from Lord of the Rings

Chapter 214 Father and Son Concentricity and the Failure of the Blue Robe Wizard
At that time, Turka saw the terrifying spider, and a vague understanding came to his heart.But in this situation, he couldn't allow him to think too much.He opened his mouth and spat out the most magnificent dragon flame so far. The blazing fire even illuminated the crypt into daylight. Countless children of Ugoliant were roasted into a ball of fire in the flames. Only the biggest monster jumped out of the flames. out.

She breathed out black mist to contend with Turka's flames, the strength of their race, and even the most valiant Firstborn would be lost in the darkness.

But she should not forget that there were two young Dragonborn beside the Silver King, whose blood was aroused by the din of battle, and they breathed out the same fire as their father.

Nahal also raised its strength and let out a loud hiss.

As a result, the darkness retreated, and the power from the light gained the upper hand.

The messenger of Ugoliante let out a hoarse voice.In all her long and wicked life she had never dreamed of such pain.She is the son of the demon god, and in her clan, there are not many people who are more noble than her.And she escaped from the mouth of Ugoliant by her evil nature and cunning actions.Middle-earth did not spread her name, just because she was born in the dark continent in the south.

She was ordered to go to Middle-earth, secretly plotting some kind of evil plan.

But she was troubled and frightened by the splendor of Arraen and Tirion in the sky, great things not seen in the Dark Continent, and feared by all the children of Ugoliant.And Manwë's gaze made her extremely afraid.The eagle always patrols the land under the orders of the king of Arda, and informs the mighty ones in the west of what happened on this land blessed by the gods, so even though she is full of the creatures on this land, Hate and hunger, but in the end they could only hide in the magic cave built by Morgoth in ancient times, screaming and cursing angrily in the dark, wasting a lot of time.

Today, the Central Continent coalition led by Turka is united and vows to overthrow the darkness.She can only fight by herself.But she still underestimated the power of the dragonborn. Facing the attacks of Turka, Aratu, and Noratu, she trembled all over, lifted her body up again, and broke free from the root that hurt her, her legs and feet shrunk to her body with convulsions. Down, leap back violently.

Turka heard a distant but clear voice: it was just as Iluvita said to him when he was clothed in the most holy light when he bestowed his form in the void, in the long river of time, only he and The venerable Ainu were able to hear the voice of the Creator.Then his tongue was freed:

"A Eru! Ilúvatar!
o menel palan-diriel,

le nallon sí di'nguruthos!
A tiro nin, Fanuilos!"

It is said that at that moment, the king's eyes were shining like Vera; his voice was divine and majestic; gods.

He jumped up and came to the fallen god, "You dirty silverfish, this world is not a place for you to run rampant. Go back to the darkness, to the evil place that belongs to you and your master." Turka raised his sword and cut off the left one of the first two of the messenger's eight chelicerae.

The monster let out a terrible scream in pain, and she raised the steel gun-like forelimb on the right, trying to stab Turka to death.But Turka stabbed with the spear of Aegloth, which pierced her jaw fiercely.Noratu took the opportunity to rush up and cut off her right forelimb.

Aratu is as dexterous as a deer in the mountain stream. I saw his left hand pressed on the third chelicer of the monster, turned over and jumped onto her back, turned the elven sword Alan Rusi upside down in his hand, and pierced the monster's side with his sword. In the back of the neck like a short rod, and then pulled horizontally, half of her neck was cut open.

The Messenger let out a dying scream, and fell, at the hands of Turka and his two sons: the moment the giant spider-monster fell, all the darkness that originated from her immediately disappeared from the The crypt left, and the light gradually illuminated the place.All the arachnids hissed and fled, heading for the dark tunnels and caves they had come from.Some of them drilled so deep that the Central Continent coalition forces couldn't even find them.In the depths of the earth they lurk, hide, and resume their mischief long afterward.

Turka pulled the Spear of Aeglos from the monster's hideous and disgusting head, and looked at his sons with relief.

"The young eagles have full wings, and it's time for them to fly high." He said, "I'm proud of you, my sons." But at the same time, he also looked at the fallen spider monster and frowned: " This is not a monster that should exist in Central Continent."

"In her, I smell Ungweliant," said Nahar.

"But I thought that monster was dead." Orofenwe walked over, and the originally exquisite silver armor was covered with filthy black blood.But his eyes were still cold, and the sword in his hand was shining brightly in the dark crypt.That was Aoli's blessing, and from that time on, all the weapons made by the western elves would glow when they met a spider, just like the weapons made by the elves of Gondolin would glow when they met a half-orc. Blu-ray.

"Apparently not." Nahal said, the golden horse's hooves stomping heavily on the filthy ground, emitting a little bit of fire, "This is not good news for the mortal world and the Blessed Land. Maybe we should return to Velima, report this sad news to the High King."

Turka was silent for a moment, then spoke, "Maybe. But let's get this over with first."

Aratu, Noratu, Nahar, Orofenwe, and the remaining Teleri all bowed their heads.

And in another place.

Aragorn and Legolas also broke into the depths of Utumno.All the orcs and trolls who fled here, as well as a large number of wolves, were all beheaded under the attacks of humans, dwarves, and elves.It was also at that time that Aragorn formed a deep friendship with Legolas and the dwarf Gimli.

Elrond and his sons and daughters walked among them.The Lord of the Golden Flower is also there.

In the end, they encountered the blue-robed wizard Arataar in a cave.

At that time, Eonway and Lord Jinhua stepped forward to fight the fallen wizard.That battle was also extremely dangerous.But in the end, with the help of Elrond, Glorfindel and Arwen the Lord of the Golden Flower, Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimli the Dwarf, the messengers of Manwe knocked Aratar to the ground and used Chains bound him.

"You have failed, like Sauron and Saruman," said Eonwe. "You will be judged in Velimar for your crimes."

At that time, the fallen Ishtar stared at Manwe's envoy with vicious and resentful eyes, and sneered, "Let's see, and see who will be judged in the end."

"Villager!" Gimli gritted his teeth when he heard this. This brave dwarf was almost the only one in the long years who dared to scold the fallen Holy Spirit who was of the same race as the Mighty Ones. Blood! May your body be scorched by the fire of the sun forever! May your soul fall into boundless darkness forever!"

Alataar immediately glared at him with fierce eyes, and said a terrible curse: he cursed the dwarves of Turin to walk forever in cold wind and sorrow alone, until their whole clan was like a small Dying meaninglessly like ants.

"This will not come true!" Aragon said loudly, not afraid of the terrifying gaze of the blue robe wizard: "Because you have lost the power to cause disaster, and the light will shine on this land forever. Humans and dwarves will help each other Love, they will guard this continent together, regardless of each other."

And Legolas said, "So are the Woodland Elves."

Gimli was greatly moved.

Elrond smiled at them.Only Arwen kept looking at the battlefield on the other side with worried eyes.

(End of this chapter)