This town has been abandoned for nearly a month because of the looting of orcs. Unexpectedly, when Wayne came near the town, he saw a huge beast lying by the river drinking water in big gulps. It was his pet Deathclaw Robin.
What surprised him even more was that not far from Robin, a large bonfire was lit, and a giant about two meters tall was standing by the bonfire, apparently grilling meat.
And this giant was none other than Beorn, the skin-changer that the expedition team had encountered before. Unexpectedly, this guy ran into Robin and had a barbecue by the river.
Wayne flew over immediately, and the Deathclaw seemed to smell the scent of its master. It immediately raised its head buried in the river, and the tail behind it began to sway slightly.
He let out a coquettish roar towards Wayne in mid-air, which also attracted Beorn's attention.
Wayne landed next to Robin and observed it carefully. After not seeing it for half a month, this big guy had some minor wounds on his body and many marks of burns. It was probably caused by the swords and magic of the Ringwraiths when fighting with them.
However, these are only superficial injuries, which are harmless and do not affect combat effectiveness.
In this month, after eating all of Smaug's flesh and blood, the Death Claw's body has grown from about eight meters to nine meters, and its original dark green skin is also turning into bronze. Wayne even smelled a slight smell of sulfur in the breath exhaled by the Death Claw.
Obviously, Smaug's corpse brought it many benefits and was subtly changing its body.
"Why are you here, Beorn?"
Wayne was indeed a little confused, because the orc army came rather suddenly, he forgot about the skin-changer who wanted to join the war, and no one wrote to him, so Beorn should not have shown up.
After seeing Wayne, the rugged giant Beorn was obviously very happy. He handed over a skewer of roasted wild boar meat and said in a naive tone: "I noticed that a large number of orcs came out from the Misty Mountains, so I guessed that they might have some conspiracy and wanted to do something bad, so I thought of going to the Lonely Mountain to take a look."
"However, I ran into your friends here in the evening, so we decided to camp here tonight."
Wayne nodded in understanding. Beorn, who could transform into a giant bear, was a powerful fighter. It was a pleasant surprise to meet him here.
He told Beorn about the attacks on the Woodland Kingdom and the Lonely Mountain by orcs and invited him to join the battle.
Unexpectedly, faced with such a dangerous request, Beorn agreed immediately without any hesitation. It can only be said that this is Middle-earth, where most people have very pure personalities and no bad intentions.
After getting a powerful helper, Wayne rested with them for two hours beside the ruins of Changhu Town.
He took out a large amount of healing potions and mana potions, replenishing his own mana while treating the Deathclaw's skin wounds.
However, this big guy was even bigger than before. He drank almost forty bottles of intermediate potions before he recovered to his full state.
In addition to potions, there were also a lot of food and fine wine in Wayne's space bracelet. Of course, he was not stingy and took out a lot of delicacies to restore the strength of Deathclaw and Beorn.
After the rest, we set off immediately to prepare for the next battle.
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More than ten hours passed in the blink of an eye, and Wayne had already arrived at the battlefield of Lonely Mountain.
After arriving at the battlefield, he did not rashly engage in direct combat with the Orc army. Instead, he picked up the Dragon Roar Bow and began to use his advantage of flying to indiscriminately shoot any enemy within his sight from the periphery.
His giant bow has a long range and great power. With the addition of space equipment, he doesn't have to worry about logistical supplies. He is simply a humanoid sharpshooter who constantly attacks in the air.
In just half an hour, more than two hundred Orc soldiers died from his bows and arrows. With the strength of one person, he suppressed the entire Orc outer garrison.
But even so, Wayne still felt unsatisfied. After no Orc soldiers dared to show up, he took out the alchemical bomb and blew up all the siege equipment left by the Orc army outside the walls of Lonely Mountain.
Boom! Boom! Boom! The rumbling sound of explosions continued to sound outside the entire lonely mountain. Such a provocative behavior angered the orc army.
Soon a large group of Orc archers and crossbowmen were sent out, trying to counterattack using the same long-range attack method.
However, they underestimated the power of aerial ranged units and the strength of a super archer.
As a master-level bow, the Dragon Roar Bow in Wayne's hand had a range far beyond theirs. Coupled with the terrain advantage of attacking from high above, the orc archers who were sent out were not only completely unable to attack the demon hunters in the air, but instead became living targets. After Wayne shot and killed more than a hundred people, they all fled into the palace on Lonely Mountain in panic, and dared not come out again.
And Wayne was not in a hurry, or rather, there was no point in being anxious. It was impossible for him to rush into the enemy's army alone, and then rescue Thorin and Dain safely under the siege of the Witch-king of Angmar and other Ringwraiths.
The only thing that can be done is to find a way to weaken the strength of these orcs before the Elf King's army arrives.
According to the estimation of the old dwarf Balin, after two days and one night of resolute resistance by the dwarves, about half of the original 15,000 orc army were killed, leaving only about 8,000 people.
A day lasts more than 1,400 minutes, so King Thranduil and his army will probably have to wait two days before they can get here.
So, even if he could only kill one orc per minute, once the elf army from the Woodland Kingdom arrived, they could directly launch a sweeping attack.
I just hope that Thorin and his old cousin Dain can hold on during these three days.
Once all these orc armies are eliminated, all the righteous forces in the entire north will be able to live a good life for a long time.
So, when the Orc army dared not send any more soldiers to the city wall outside the palace, Wayne turned into a master of destruction and began to bombard the fortifications on the city wall, as well as advanced equipment such as crossbows and catapults, to avoid additional losses when the warriors of the Woodland Kingdom came to support two days later.
However, what surprised him was that until all the defensive facilities on the city walls were blown up by him, no one came out to stop him, and the Witch-king of Angmar and the other four Ringwraiths never appeared.
However, this question only flashed through Wayne's mind and he didn't take it too seriously.
This is not because he is too arrogant and does not take the Witch-king of Angmar and the other Ringwraiths seriously.
Well, okay, it is true that I don’t take it seriously.
After the last actual combat test with the four Ringwraiths, Master Wayne felt that he could definitely kill the so-called Witch-King and the other Ringwraiths in one go, if the other party did not have thousands of Orc warriors as bodyguards and were hiding in the Lonely Mountain and dared not come out.
Because in addition to his current strength, he still possesses an extremely powerful killing move. Even if the so-called Witch-king of Angmar can rival the evil dragon Smaug in strength, he is confident that he can kill this guy in a very short time.
After entering the palace, as he expected, he saw a group of Orc warriors, holding weapons and guarding the palace with nervous expressions. It was obvious that they had been waiting for a long time.
After seeing Wayne, both sides said nothing. A large number of bows and crossbows were shot over. At the same time, the soldiers who had been waiting for a long time also let out a series of roars and rushed over with all their might.
Facing these rushing orcs, although Wayne was not afraid, he still cautiously held up the Quen shield, resisting the long-range attacks while retreating quickly. He did not start fighting with them until he left the palace and came to the range of the city wall.
However, he was very cunning and did not give the Orc warriors any chance to surround him. After killing dozens of them, he would use his short-range flashing ability to escape from the Orcs' encirclement. Then, before the Orc warriors could react, he would start killing and bombing them indiscriminately.
He repeated this operation seven or eight times and kept killing for more than an hour. When the sun was about to set, more than four hundred orcs had died at his hands.
Although he has outstanding physical strength, his body is not made of iron. Although his one-on-many combat mode is extremely lethal, it also consumes a lot of physical energy.
After realizing that his physical strength had dropped by more than half, Wayne did not risk holding on any longer. He immediately flashed a long distance, directly leaving the range of the city wall and appeared on the ground outside the wall of Lonely Mountain.
However, just as he stood firm and took out the magic flying carpet from his space bracelet, he immediately saw five black-clad Ringwraiths riding on flying dragons rushing out of the palace in Lonely Mountain.
It was obvious that the other party had been waiting there for a long time, probably preparing to wait until his physical strength was exhausted before reaping the benefits.
The leader, a Ringwraith riding a huge flying dragon and wearing a black crown on his head, shouted in a hoarse voice:
"Now that you're here, don't even think about escaping anymore?"
"We have been waiting for you here for a long time!"
He guessed that this Ringwraith with a crown was the legendary Witch-king of Angmar. Seeing them flying towards him, he seemed to want to give chase.
Wayne was delighted, but he still pretended to be tired and said, "If you want to outnumber us, you have to wait until you catch up with me."
After saying that, he immediately jumped onto the magic carpet and started flying quickly in one direction.
At this time, the distance between the two sides was about 400 meters. The speed of the Ringwraiths' flying dragons was indeed very fast. Even if Wayne was driving the magic flying carpet with all his strength, the distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer.
As if seeing the hope of victory, the Witch-king of Angmar and the four Ringwraiths beside him did not give up the pursuit, but urged the dragons under them to flap their wings desperately towards Wayne's position.
In just five minutes, the distance between the two sides was shortened by half, leaving only about two hundred meters. Wayne's face also showed a solemn expression.
He estimated the distance, and after the distance between the two sides was shortened by more than ten meters, he turned his head to look at the pursuers behind him, and suddenly changed the direction of the magic carpet, flying directly into a canyon below him, as if he wanted to use the complex terrain to get rid of the pursuers behind him.
Of course the Witch-king of Angmar and the other Ringwraiths were unwilling to give up, and immediately followed without any hesitation.
As the speed of both sides got closer and closer to the ground, Wayne skillfully controlled the magic flying carpet, avoiding many obstacles in the canyon, and went directly to the bottom of the canyon, starting to fly slowly close to the ground.
The flying dragons of the Ringwraiths were also quite agile. Even after entering a narrow and rugged canyon, they were not affected at all. Instead, they took advantage of the air flow and quickly shortened the distance between the two sides to fifty meters.
When they reached this distance, the expressionless face of the Witch-King of Angmar under his helmet seemed to reveal a smile of confidence in victory.
He said in a hoarse voice: "You have no way to escape, elf!"
"Our master has been keeping an eye on you for a long time."
"If you are willing to submit to our master, to the great dark lord Sauron, you will not only be able to escape death, but also gain even greater power."
"This is your only chance. Otherwise, your body will be used by us."
As he spoke, two balls of extremely dark black energy suddenly condensed in the hands of the Witch-King of Angmar.
After waiting for more than ten seconds and not getting any answer from Wayne.
The Witch King of Angmar sneered, and the two balls of black energy in his hands suddenly merged together, and then he pushed hard in the direction of Wayne. Under Wayne's slightly surprised eyes, a strong shock wave instantly swept through his body and directly shook him off the magic carpet.
Fortunately, the altitude they were flying was not high from the ground. After being blown away, Wayne rolled on the wall a few times and stood firmly on the ground.
After losing its owner, his magic carpet seemed to have turned into an ordinary blanket. It lost its power and slowly floated down dozens of meters away.
However, in such a short time, the Witch-king of Angmar and the other four Ringwraiths had caught up with him.
Five powerful dark creatures and five huge flying dragons surrounded him from all directions, emitting a strong murderous aura.
The Witch King of Angmar gathered the power of darkness again in his hands, but did not act immediately. Instead, he continued in a hoarse voice:
"You're already trapped, poor little mouse!"
"The great master is still waiting for your answer."
"Answer me, obey or die, you only have this one chance?"
Surrounded by five Ringwraiths, Wayne did not look panicked at all. After listening to the question from the Witch-king of Angmar, he raised his eyebrows and said with a teasing tone: "Hahaha, who is the turtle in the jar and who is the mouse? It seems you haven't figured it out yet."
While Wayne was laughing, Robin of Deathclaw and Beorn's giant bear, who had been lying in ambush in the canyon, suddenly appeared. Without giving the Ringwraiths any time to react, they jumped down from a great height and pounced directly on them like a mountain falling on their heads.
After Wayne finished speaking, he did not hesitate any longer. In order to prevent the Witch-King of Angmar from escaping, he directly activated the distortion enhancement, which tripled his physical fitness in an instant, and all his physical data exceeded 100 points.
His entire body seemed to have grown stronger as if it were inflated, and with the ability to flash, he instantly appeared above the head of the Witch-King of Angmar. The Statik Electric Blade in his hand flashed with brilliant lightning and slashed straight towards the Witch King's body.
(End of this chapter)