"Boom!" The green dragon's breath and the scorching flames collided together, and a violent shock wave suddenly exploded. Everyone standing in the square could feel the obvious shaking.
"It's climbing!" Kaldor turned to look at his knight, waiting for Kaslo's order.
"Your Highness!" Kaslo looked at Roland, needing Roland's instructions at this moment.
"If you attack it from this height, will it fall to death?" Roland asked in a deep voice.
"I'm afraid I can only scratch some flesh!" Kaslo's expression changed but he still spoke matter-of-factly.
"Let it come up! We are here! Fight at the place where the dwarf ancestors fought! But this time we have to kill it! Balin! Gather your troops! Ormsk! Gather our army!" Roland said coldly.
"At your command!" Balin waved his fist excitedly and said with great excitement. He understood that if nothing goes wrong in this battle, Moria will truly return to the hands of the dwarves, and he will be the hero to restore Moria!
The owner of the mine, the King of Moria—Bahrain!
"The direction of your thoughts is the direction of our swords!" Ormsk knelt down on one knee and beat his chest.
"The broken country cannot cover up our former glory! The dusty battle flag cannot cover our eyes! The ferocious enemy cannot break our pride! People of Raglan! Stand up! We fight for the future!" Roland roared
Then he raised the dragon-slaying sword.
All the soldiers stood up and gathered towards their king. The fear and uneasiness in their eyes had been replaced by fanaticism! This is their king! They fight for the king!
"Fight! Fight! Children of Turin! Behind you is the place where the glory of Turin fell! Today we will regain our glory again! The heroic spirits of our ancestors are watching us from behind! Maybe we will fall today! But the enemy cannot cross us
Corpses! Fight! Children of Kezad-dûm! Declare war on the darkness!" Balin waved his battle ax to mobilize the dwarf expeditionary force, but the dwarves did not need to mobilize. At this moment, the dwarves' eyes were bloodshot! They were flapping their weapons.
The shields made a deafening roar! At this moment, they were like the dwarf ancestors thousands of years ago, arranged in a dwarf phalanx carved into the bone marrow, marching neatly out of the ruins of the fourth hall, with the sarcophagus of Nairn I behind them.
Glittering under the light of the torch...
The war drums are beating! Close! Close! The beasts in the depths of Moria reveal their ferocious fangs, fire! Death! And evil! The deepest evil under this city is approaching.
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"Judgment of Light and Shadow!" A black and white giant sword fell from the sky!
"Ang!" Kaldor, who was furious, faced the flames spewed out by the Balrog and bullied him directly. The sharp dragon claws cut the Balrog's skin wantonly.
"Hoo~" The green dragon's breath rushed out!
"Oh my god..." Balin was dragged away by the dwarves. He stared blankly at the Balrog, which was like a god descending, and fell into panic. It turned out that their ancestors had faced such a monster that could defeat a giant dragon.
! This is a battle of natural disasters! In this war, only level 5 can touch the threshold to participate in the war, and it is more of a stage for level 6 and the behemoths of natural disasters!
"Charge!" Kaslo raised his dragon spear and roared.
"Roar!" The scorching flames swept over...
"Roar!" The torrent of elements successfully blocked the Balrog who was trying to take advantage of the victory. The Balrog stumbled and turned around to find the sneak attack of the Smurf.
"Click!" A huge, red, burning claw was revealed. If he hadn't known in advance that it was the Balrog, Roland would have even thought it was the claw of a fire dragon.
"Ouch!" A huge head with curved horns burning with blazing fire poked out, its ferocious face was covered with flowing magma, and its heavy breath was mixed with the smell of sulfur and smoke, the remnants from the War of Wrath -
—The Fire of Udun returns to Moria!
"Light and Shadow Slash!" Ormsk appeared where he should have appeared. The sharp spear cut open the muscles of Balrog's arm. After suffering the pain, Balrog gave up his desire to continue attacking the elf dragon and instead fought with Ormsk.
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"Roar!" Under everyone's horrified gazes, Balrog took long strides and headed forward against Kaldor's dragon breath! He gave Kaldor a big mouthful!
The huge force whipped the ferocious dragon head away, and the hard impact left a thick scratch on the ground!
"Ang!" Kaldor was the first to attack! He took advantage of the Balrog's unsteady footing to spit out high-energy compressed storm dragon breath! The compressed wind blades left a series of fine wounds on the Balrog's body.
"Bang!" A large piece of slate shattered radioactively around the place where the Smurf struck. The Smurf holding the Balrog's arm tried to resist, but unfortunately the Elf Dragon, which was weak in physical combat, could not break away from the Balrog's strange power!
"Boom!" The three forces collided together, and the blast of air blew away a group of soldiers.
With new and old grudges, the Smurf crazily wrapped itself in the torrent of elements and rushed towards the Balrog.
"Roar!" The Balrog climbed on the stone wall angrily, and his anger seemed to make him forget the terror of the dragon! It roared and climbed over the mountain, and the scorching flames turned the stones around it into magma...
"Back away! The situation has changed! All soldiers leave this place!" Kasluo yelled with his eyes widened. The strength of this Balrog has exceeded his imagination!
"Roar!" A green dragon's breath fiercely knocked away the Balrog, and a dragon saddle appeared behind Kaldo who had just climbed up! Kaslo sat on it with a dragon gun.
"Boom!" The huge dragon body fell to the ground, and Kasluo on the dragon's saddle was directly thrown away.
"Poof!" The sharp adamantine dragon spear successfully broke through the Balrog's hard skin! Blood flowed out, and the Balrog wailed and hit Kaldor with his heavy elbows as he tried to fight it hand to hand.
"Strangle the Balrog! Take back our home!" Balin's hands trembled with excitement. The dwarves behind him almost put on the dragon-slaying armors left by the Moria dwarves. The broken armors followed their ancestors' last wishes and accompanied them to fight again.
Under this land!
Unlike the dwarves, the Lagrand soldiers seemed very silent at the moment. They stood silently at their positions, gripped their weapons, and prepared to fight with their king!
"Ang!" The furious Elf Dragon shook her head and finally came to her senses. The Balrog's brutal attack even made her mind go blank...
"Ouch! Woo!" The Balrog howled and rushed over, grabbed the elf dragon's slender neck and slammed it into the ground.
"Ouch!" The Balrog who repelled Ormsk saw the approaching elf dragon with his peripheral vision, then turned around sharply and raised his big foot...
"boom!"
"Ouch! Ouch!" The heart-rending wailing resounded throughout Moria! The elf dragon Smurf was severely trampled under the feet of the Balrog, and the sound of broken muscles and bones continued to be heard. It was obvious that she could be seen
Most of his body was dented by the trampling!
"Smurf! Bastard! Kill!" Roland's eyes instantly became bloodshot. He pulled out the dragon-slaying sword and stepped forward without hesitation. The royal guards behind him quickly knocked him down. This was no longer a battle they should be participating in!
"Boom!" A green ball of light hit Balrog's back, and he wailed and fell forward. The single-target forbidden spell, Obliterating Frontier, which the storm dragon Kaldo had been brewing for a long time, successfully hit Balrog.
In an instant, a ferocious blood hole appeared on the back of Balrog's hit...
"The real battle of natural disasters..." Floy sighed silently as he looked at the terrifying scene in front of him. The rise and fall of Moria depended on this battle.