Long Aotian, who is in the third grade of primary school

After making the small props, Chen An looked into the distance, and decided to try his luck in the Valley of Death that Gandalf mentioned.

"Let...let me follow...together."

Luli said to Chen Ando with a trembling voice.

This child who can't tell the difference between virtual and reality, not only believes in aliens, but also believes in the existence of ghosts and undead.

Chen An shook his head helplessly and said: "I can go alone, you can stay here. To be honest, I am not at ease with that so-called Witch King of Angmar. If I am gone, I am afraid you are the only one who can get along with Angmar." The one the Maw King fought against."

Luli blinked in confusion. She didn't know where Chen An's confidence in her came from, but...

"Don't worry, leave it to me!"

"I'm so relieved... that's right!"

After whispering a few words into Luli's ear, he gave Luli a thumbs up and headed towards the Valley of Death that Gandalf had mentioned.

As soon as he left Eldron, he saw that there were already "ring spirits" gathering on bicycles towards the opposite side of Eldron.

The sound kept ringing.

Aware of the critical situation, he used the woods on the side of the road to hide his figure, and at the same time quickened his pace and trot all the way to a 'valley of death'.

Should I say... Sure enough?

The corner of Chen An's mouth twitched as he looked at the 'barn' in front of him where the grain was stored and the 'house' behind the 'barn'

The house painted in gray and black as the main tone reveals 'gloomy' and 'mysterious'

Massive piles of pale skulls symbolize 'terror' and 'death'

And the unstoppable voice leaking from the closed doors and windows reveals 'taunting' and 'coldness'

Looking at the house with no sign but showing the aura of 'no entry for strangers' everywhere, Chen An, who had already more or less expected who lived in it, bit his bullet and walked towards it.

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At the same time, Eldron's opposite...

'The Witch King of Angmar' carried Mosin Nagant on his back and walked in front of all the Ringwraiths. Just like what Sauron said, with a combat value of 270, he quickly won the unanimous approval of all the Ringwraiths. Approved, watched by the ring spirits with admiration.

"I don't need to say anything more, guys, before the battle starts, give them some loudness!"

Enjoying this feeling, the Witch King of Angmar raised his hand, and Mosin Nagant made a loud and crisp sound towards the sky. The ring spirits who got the signal laughed and rode on the bicycle, and then quickly slid the bicycle bell .

Bursts of ear-piercing voices continuously attacked the immature psychological defenses of the knights of the Knights of the Ring.

Looking at the dense ring spirits in front of them, the knight couldn't help shaking his throat, sweating nervously in this hot summer, they had never encountered such a battle before, this number of ring spirits was too challenging for the heart to bear ability!

"Cavalry ready!"

The Witch King of Angmar raised his hand with a smirk, and all the Ringwraiths got on their bicycles one after another.

"Like a torrent of destruction, wash them away!"

"Europe!"

The Witch King of Angmar gave an order, and the Ringwraiths responded one after another. After kicking up a cloud of dust, they charged towards Eldron.

"Don't back down knights!"

Paladin raised the holy hammer high and shouted: "Everyone is there, pitchers are ready, 1, 2, hit!"

The knights who were holding the water polo used their greatest strength to smash the water polo towards the opposite side. The head of the ring spirit who rushed to the front was smashed right at the time, and the bright paint water exploded on his chest. The blouse burst into a cloud of muddy marks.

"Eh?"

Ring Spirit looked at the stained clothes in a daze, and after a while, his face changed drastically, and he shouted behind him: "Get out! Get out!"

However, the fierce ring spirits will not be able to turn around for a while, and the sky is full of "liquid bombs". one slice.

Seeing that the effect was obvious, the knights became more energetic, and Paladin even rushed out of Eldron with five water polos and chased them towards the Ringwraith, smashing them while chasing, until the Ringwraith cried out for not smashing it, and Rolling and crawling back to the rear.

The Angmar Witch King looked at everything in front of him dumbfounded, and quickly pointed Mosin Nagant at the sky, fired several shots, and turned his panicked eyes back to him.

"What are you doing! It's just some water polo, as long as it doesn't get into your mouth or eyes, it won't hurt at all!"

The ring spirits were smashed all over his body, his face turned black, and he glared at the Witch King of Angmar: "It's easy for you to say! My combat power is only ninety, if you go back with this gaudy clothes, you know my How cruel will the buttocks be treated?!"

"It is! It is!"

"But you're already covered in paint, you're still afraid of Mao."

Seeing that the ring spirits didn't want to be beaten down, the Witch King of Angmar hurriedly persuaded them, "Being beaten is a foregone conclusion anyway, why don't you avenge your future ass?!"

"Being beaten also has degrees!"

A ring spirit whose clothes were not seriously injured protested loudly: "I was only splashed a little, and my mother may not pursue it when she is in a good mood. If there is more splash, it will be mixed doubles!"

Seeing that the Ringwraiths were unwilling to charge forward, the Witch King of Angmar gripped Mosin Nagant tightly, struggled violently for a few times, raised Mosin Nagant high, and pulled the trigger again.

The shouting ring spirits fell into silence, looking at him with puzzlement.

"I have people inside who want to teach me a lesson no matter what. I also know that some of you will inevitably die in the process, but I guarantee that the victims will have the opportunity to enter the kingdom of heaven!"

After a while of silence, the ring spirits all showed disdainful eyes and entered the kingdom of heaven?Really treat them like children... huh?

In the hands of the Witch King of Angmar, there were three more blank papers filled with characters, like a holy contract of the gods, and in the middle of these contracts...the three bright red numbers 95, 95, and 100 are too dazzling .

Chapter 72

"This is not a contract, it's just the result of my final exam."

Holding three final exam papers, the Witch King of Angmar said in a low voice to the envious ring spirits around him: "As you can see, my real combat power is not 270, but a full 290! Do you understand what this means? ?”

The ring spirits unconsciously shook their heads?

"It means that my father, who hopes his son will become a dragon, will obey me! So even if I say that I want to take my friends to Chimelong Water Park to have a good time, he will agree!"

The eyes of the ring spirits lit up one after another, water park... what a wonderful name it is, heaven!A veritable kingdom of heaven!

"I will choose the three ring spirits with the most kills to go to heaven with me!"

The Witch King of Angmar took the lead and walked at the forefront of the team, pointing his spear at the knights.

"Now, warriors who want to go to heaven with me, hold your fists tightly! Forward! Forward!"

"Europe!"

The already sluggish morale was boosted again.

In Eldronne, Gandalf's eyes flashed with worry... The Witch King of Angmar is indeed the strongest Nazgul who has been carefully selected. Even the secret weapon prepared by Chen An, under his tyrannical fighting power In front of him, it can't play a big role.

But... If Chen An is you, it should be fine.

Although the equipment I gave you is just an ordinary Digimon machine without any special features, you are not a hobbit who relies on equipment.

Even if the purity has not been high, I have always believed in your strength.

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"stranger……"

A junior high school student opened the door and looked at the elementary school student who was holding a wooden stick and smashing his door?

He clenched his fists angrily: "You can't think about it so much, are you going to do a face-to-face dance with Death?"

This little boy whose height has just reached his belly is too bold. Ordinary elementary school students are scared to death when they see the skulls placed by their housekeepers. Beat up?

"I also tried knocking on the door politely, but you didn't seem to hear it at all."

Chen An threw the wooden stick away, then ducked into the house behind the junior high school student and looked around.

The gloomy and terrifying style filled his vision with off-white and bloody red, and the metal rock music that constantly tormented the eardrums was full of dark, decadent, and icy tones.

Sure enough, this is not a gathering place for the undead, but...

He looked at the junior high school student who opened the door for him again. The thick foundation made his face pale, the lipstick made his lips very red and dazzling, and the tight clothes were decorated with a lot of chains and skulls.

Here is a group of guys who are even more undead than undead in a certain sense, the Gothic family!

"Du Mu, what are you doing?"

A female voice came from upstairs: "Do you want to destroy this illusory world and liberate our despised souls from their bodies?"

"It's here!"

A junior high school student named Du Mu grabbed Chen An by the back collar and planned to throw the elementary school student outside.

"Gandalf told me that you have broken your promise and fallen living dead."

Chen An pressed Du Mu's hand, looked at his pale face and shook his head, "Looking at your posture of a second-year junior high school student, I don't know how many promises you have made to your parents. I planned to ask you for help, but in the end you are all a bunch of mud bodhisattvas, and you can't protect yourself."

After that, he shook his head, turned and left.

Of course he didn't really want to leave, he just played hard to get, counting 1...2...3 silently while walking!

"Wait, little man!"

A cold voice came from behind him, and he turned around, looking at the five little goths standing together at some point.

"Clay Bodhisattva? I can't protect myself? It's ridiculous!"

Du Mu sneered and said to Chen An: "There is no need to protect yourself. Death will not bring anything but our pain. We will become the most beautiful corpses in the world. In this corpse, the imprisoned The soul will be free forever!"

clap clap clap...

He applauded the five goths, but his tone was full of sarcasm: "A great man said that death is inherent in man, whether it is lighter than a feather, or heavier than Mount Tai, you are obviously praising death, but I am Can't feel any—mass from your deaths!"

"interesting."

Du Mu looked at Chen An with some approval in his eyes: "You can say such profound words at a young age, and you also have the potential to become a goth... Are you talking about quality death?" ?”

"After realizing the preciousness of life, I still chose death with my own will!"

Chen An shook his head loudly and said: "I don't need to guess how many ridicules and criticisms you five have endured from adults and children. There is nothing good in your life, that's why you chose death so frivolously, but ..."

"but?"

"I can give your life flowers, applause, praise and affirmation."

Chen An's eyes flashed through the eyes of the five goths one by one, hoping to see their wavering, but unfortunately, all he saw was ice-coldness, but he still bite the bullet and said: "I promise, as long as you stay with me Go, you can get these things, if you still choose death unswervingly after feeling the weight of life, I recognize that you are all real goths."

"A true goth never needs anyone's approval."

Du Mu said lightly.

"Then you stay here and meet that frivolous death, but I can guarantee that your soul will not get any freedom, because your life has no quality!"

After putting down his words, Chen An stepped on the pace of trying to get him, and walked in the direction of Eldron.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Until they walked out of the valley of death, the goths still showed no signs of following.

Could it be that - he screwed up?

He scratched his cheek regretfully.

But messing up is also a matter of course. Although he is very good at using fear to control other people's hearts and thoughts, he can only barely cope with a group of goths who are not afraid of death, and he is not fully sure that he can convince the other party.

It would be great if Luli was there...

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PS I originally planned to update these two chapters yesterday to make up ten chapters, but the sudden headache and diarrhea disrupted my plan. As compensation, I will change from two regular changes per day to three.

Chapter 73 The villain who doesn't want to talk too much

boom! boom! boom!

With the shouts of the knights, the liquid bomb slammed heavily on the Ringwraiths, exploding colorful sprays one after another.

However, the kingdom of heaven promised by the Witch King of Angmar seems to have put a thick layer of armor on the souls of the Ring Spirits. The power of the liquid bomb can no longer shake the will of the Ring Spirits. rushed towards Eldron.

"Archer forward, ready to shoot!"

Seeing this, Paladin hurriedly issued an order, and the knights holding slingshots squatted on the ground. Thirty slingshots stretched the rubber bands to the limit, aiming at the Ringwraiths and launching a volley.

However, the Witch King of Angmar, who had expected this for a long time, waved his hand, causing the Ringwraiths who had reached the attack distance to launch the first wave of attacks.

It was a sandbag that everyone often played with in physical education class, but instead of one or two, hundreds of sandbags were held up high by the ring spirits and smashed into the sky with all their might. Long falls.

"All! Infantry move forward, raise shields to defend!"