The Heavens: The Magical World Begins with The Lord of the Rings

Chapter 80 The Undead Descends (Seeking Subscription, Seeking Support)
"what…"

A shrill scream came from the beach of the Junglin River, resounding throughout the valley.

The half-orc Borg, who was riding a warg and tried to escape under Gao Yuan's nose, was being nailed to a rock on the river beach by Gao Yuan's Evening Star Blade.

More than half of the blade of the Evening Star was inserted into the rock under Borg.

Borg's spine was pierced by the Evening Star Blade, so besides screaming and cursing, he could only lie on the ground like a dead pig.

Gao Yuan landed slowly on the river beach, almost letting this guy escape.

He walked up to Borg, stepped on the disgusting half-orc head, and looked at this ugly guy curiously.

"Azog looks good among half-orcs. Why are you so ugly and flamboyant as his son? Aren't you Azog's own?" Gao Yuan asked contemptuously.

He gently rubbed the boots on his feet, and used Borg's head to wipe off the mud that had just been stained on the river beach.

"Hahahaha." Borg didn't care about Gao Yuan's insult to him.

When death was imminent, he was still laughing.

"Darkness is coming, the era of human and elf rule is coming to an end, our era is coming soon, you won't be proud for long, wizard!"

Gao Yuan chuckled, he, who is familiar with the plot, knows more than this poor wretch lying at his feet now.

Frighten me with these bluffs?

"I know more than you do, Polger!"

"I'm afraid you and your father will never see that day come."

"I know what you're thinking. I can tell you that Sauron has been expelled to Mount Doom by the White Daoists."

"So far, he still doesn't know the whereabouts of the Supreme Lord of the Rings, but I know."

"The dragon in the lonely mountain will soon usher in his terminator. I will cut off his head myself, just like I will cut off your head later."

Hearing Gao Yuan's words, Polger sneered. He thought Gao Yuan was actually bragging at this time.

Not long ago, his father had joined forces with the orc army in Dol Guldur.

The Supreme One and his minions had also emerged from the shadows.

In his opinion, whether it is the so-called dwarf expedition or the woodland kingdom, under the forces of darkness, it is nothing but a joke.

The day when they ushered in the end is not far away.

"Only you, and those thirteen dwarves? Hahaha." Polger laughed maniacally.

Hearing that Gao Yuan was going to cut off Smaug's head, he thought it was the funniest joke he had ever heard in his life.

"That little beast, Thorin Oakenshield, will never be king. If he doesn't die by Smaug's fire, he will die by my father's hand."

"The dragon in the lonely mountain is not so easy to deal with, wizard! The undead has come, and you will eventually become the souls of his sword."

Undead?
Gao Yuan didn't expect that he could hear some useful information from Borg.

Have you changed the plot to this extent?
Even the undead have to make an early appearance?

Shouldn't Sauron be expelled by the Baidao Guild this time? Could it be that the Baidao Guild failed?

Even if Sauron could resurrect the ring spirit, it would not be an easy task, especially since he didn't have the Supreme Lord of the Rings in his hand at this time.

Undead was originally the collective name for the Ringwraiths in Middle-earth, but the latter title was exclusively used for the leader of the Ringwraiths—the Witch King of Angmar.

During the Angmar War, which lasted for 600 years, people discovered that the ring spirits controlled by Sauron were not immortal, and they could also be killed by mortals.

Although the ring spirits could be resurrected by Sauron, people at the time believed that Sauron had died in the final alliance battle or had left Middle-earth, so no one could resurrect those ring spirits.

Therefore, the Witch King of Angmar, who could not be killed in the prophecy, inherited the title of undead.

Borg was already desperate for death at this time, he lay at Gao Yuan's feet, crazily insulting and cursing Gao Yuan.

I hope to anger him with this, in order to get a good time.

However, how could Gao Yuan let him die so happily.

It's okay if you don't scold him, Gao Yuan was ready to deal with him cleanly, trying to keep his ears clean.

But whoever makes your mouth unclean, then I'm sorry.

"what"

"kill me..."

"I beg you..."

Borg's screams and begging for mercy kept ringing in the valley.

In the end, Borge, who was tortured, was beheaded by Gao Yuan, who was tired of playing.

After Gao Yuan cleaned the Evening Star Blade by the river, he left the filthy land with Borg's head.

When he returned to the clearing in the forest with Borg's head, the battle here was over, and a large number of elves were cleaning up the mess and putting out the fire on the battlefield.

Legolas was sitting on a dark wooden box, his Elven sword casually thrown aside.

Seeing Gao Yuan falling from the sky, he suddenly bounced off the wooden box.

When he saw the head of Borg in Gao Yuan's hand, the gloomy expression on his face was gradually replaced by a smile.

"I knew you could catch him," said Legolas.

Gao Yuan mentioned the ugly head: "How could it be possible to let him run away? Didn't the elf in the green forest die in vain? It took a lot of time to get some news from this guy."

"How is the situation in the woodland and how much damage is there?" Originally, this was not something Gao Yuan should care about, but he still asked involuntarily.

Legolas' expression gradually darkened, looking around at the scorched land and the clansmen who were cleaning up the aftermath.

"Fortunately, most of the clansmen gathered at the starry sky feast tonight, and a total of seven elf guards were lost. In addition, there were more than 100 clansmen. Most of them were killed in the forest." Legola Si's eyes were a little scarlet.

Gao Yuan patted his shoulder heavily, hoping to comfort the elf prince.

"Think about it, you've done a great job. I don't think there will be less than a thousand corpses left by the half-orcs here tonight."

Although this was said mainly to comfort Legolas, Gao Yuan did not lie. After all, he probably killed close to a thousand orcs.

"Those despicable half-orcs, the attack in the forest was just a cover, and they also brought a group of people to sneak into the king's city, planning to assassinate my father."

Hearing that Seranduil was assassinated, Gao Yuan was very puzzled.

Why did the half-orcs take the risk of raiding the woodland kingdom, and took huge risks to sneak into the dungeon to assassinate Thranduil.

You must know that the elf king Thranduil is not a soft persimmon, he is also a strong elf who survived the battle of the final alliance.

Could it be because of Angmar's arrangement?
Since they choose to do this, there must be their reasons, and they may be secretly plotting a bigger conspiracy.

"By the way!" Legolas suddenly slapped Gao Yuan who was thinking awake, "I heard that your dwarf friend Kili was stabbed by a mysterious man's weapon. The situation is very serious now. You'd better get out of here now." Go see him."

Gao Yuan was taken aback when he heard the words, what's the matter?
Didn't the dwarves stay in the dungeon well? If the half-orcs go to assassinate the elf king, it's none of your business, how could you be stabbed?

"Thank you for telling me the news." Gao Yuan said goodbye to Legolas immediately.

Legolas smiled slightly: "It should be me and Woodland who thank you. Now I owe you two lives, and the Kingdom of Woodland also owes you a favor. If there is a need for us in the future, we will do our best to help you. "

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