"Die! You bastard!" The green dragon's breath washed away crazily at Balrog's body. The wind blades compressed in it rolled up the flesh and blood cut by Balrog's body. Red blood flowed, but this did not cause any serious harm.
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"Pa!" A whip mark that was deep enough to see the bones appeared on Kaldor's back, and the Balrog waved the flame whip to vent his anger!
The two natural disaster-level behemoths who have been fighting fiercely for a long time are still not tired at this moment... Their eyes are bloodshot, they fight wantonly, their moves are deadly, they just want to kill each other!
"Damn!" Ormsk retreated with his sword. He was too tired. The huge size of the Balrog made his attacks as weak as scratching. As a hero, Ormsk's own abilities were more inclined to
In group battles, single-target powerful attack skills can be used in open plains or forests, but in the caves of Moria... he was afraid of causing a landslide! After all, Judgment's attacks are three-dimensional! When Ormsk used all his strength
As for the judgment of light and shadow, its power can definitely lift the Heavenly Spirit Cap for Moria without hesitation!
"Back off! Ormsk!" Roland led Lagrand's soldiers to retreat far away, and he said to Ormsk.
Obviously Ormsk did not take advantage when wrestling with the Balrog. Although he had the ability to kill the Balrog, this Balrog was too cautious! Ormsk was severely restricted by it and could not get close to Ormsk.
His long-range energy attacks alone cannot threaten the Balrog.
"Your Highness, it's too tricky!" Ormsk apologized.
"Take a rest. I don't blame you. After all, I am a survivor who has experienced the War of Wrath! There are always two brushes to survive!" Roland shook his head with a complicated expression. Both of his own forces were exhausted or seriously injured.
Now, only Kaslo and his dragon Kaldor are still holding on. With the combination of Kaslo's wandering attack and Kaldor's head-on confrontation, they can barely compete with the Balrog.
"Can we... win?" Roland regretted his decision for the first time. According to the nature of the system, the task that could reward the Dragon Rider would definitely be a dragon in the tiger's den. He naively thought it was very simple...
Seeing "Gandoufu" killing Balrogs indiscriminately, I thought I could kill Balrogs indiscriminately... It turned out that I was so wrong!
"It's okay to protect yourself even if you lose!" Ormsk shook his head and said.
"Although they fought miserably, the ones who were really hit hard were your Elf Dragons. Their injuries can only be regarded as superficial injuries!" Ormsk sighed. The terrifying recovery ability of the natural disaster-level monsters gave them a long and lasting battle.
Ability, so even if the two natural disaster-level ones have been beaten into pieces, they are still not seriously injured...
"boom!"
While he was talking, Balrog had already grabbed the storm dragon's neck and slammed it against the mountain nearby. Stones of all sizes rolled down one after another and shattered into pieces...
"Asshole! You will pay the price!" The obscure dragon language rang in the Balrog's ears, and a green shock wave exploded crazily, and the Balrog staggered and flew out...
"Ouch!"
Suddenly several cold lights flashed! Balrog let out a shrill scream. It turned out that several royal guards took the opportunity to draw out their spears and hit Balrog hard! The battle energy flame attached to the gun quickly penetrated Balrog's body.
It exploded! Although it didn't cause much damage, the severe pain still made the Balrog stagnate.
"Bang!" Kaldor found the opportunity and stepped forward. A wild dragon rushed forward and pushed the Balrog away. Then he opened his bloody mouth and bit the Balrog's neck fiercely.
"Tear!"
"Ouch!" With the painful roar of the Balrog, Kaldor's dragon head was actually torn off by the Balrog from his neck! Two lines of deep wounds flowed out with blood!
"Bah!" Kaldor spat out the blood in his mouth with disdain as he backed away, the murderous intent in his eyes becoming more and more obvious.
"You! I want you to die! Do you think dragons can do whatever they want?" The Balrog angrily solidified the wound on his neck with flames. At that moment, it really felt the fear of death! If it hadn't torn off Kaldor in time
The giant mouth of the abyss, its neck was probably bitten in half by the dragon!
"Hiss!" Roland's scalp went numb when he looked at the bloody Balrog. The aftermath of the fight between these gods frightened Roland, let alone Kaslo, who was wandering around and attacking on the battlefield.
At this time, Kaslo was frantically dodging Balrog's attacks while leaving wounds on Balrog's body! The sharp sword had left many of its marks on Balrog's skin.
"Kaldo! Its skin is too thick! I can't kill him!" Kaslo communicated with his dragon in his mind.
"Damn it! This guy already has stone skin armor and lava armor!" Kaldor said angrily. These two layers of armor attached to the body of the Balrog are the Balrog's strongest defense! Even the giant dragon uses it.
There is no way...
"Why did you skin him?" Kaldor said while dodging the slap.
"A powerful attack! It exceeds the upper limit of its endurance!" Kaldor said while attacking the Balrog.
"???" Kaslo's eyes widened. If there was a way to break through the Balrog's defense, why would I ask you?
"Let's hold it back first! We can only try to see if we can kill it! If nothing can be done, I will cover the retreat of the empire's army!" Kaldor said helplessly.
"Try to find a way to kill it! We need the wealth here!" Kaslo moved between the Balrog and the dragon.
"I'll try my best!" After agreeing, Kaldor strangled the Balrog again.
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"It's too close! We can't attack!" The rangers looked at the two behemoths rolling and wrestling on the ground and opened their hands to Roland.
"Damn it! How could this happen!" Roland punched the ruins angrily.
"King Roland! Otherwise, let's retreat first!" Balin walked over worriedly. Facing such a behemoth as the Balrog, the current dwarves were actually helpless!
"Where are your black arrows?" Ormsk suddenly had an idea. He thought of the dwarf's weapon against the giant beast!
"Black arrows? Dragon-hunting ones? Maybe there will be in the Massabul Hall!" Balin's brows knitted together. He couldn't guarantee whether there were any of these things. After all, so many years had passed! Except for those hidden in the secret armory.
Except for the black arrows that survived, the rest had already been wiped out by the orcs!
"Your Highness! You and your Excellency Balin will search for you! Come back as soon as possible! I will hold off the Balrog!" After resting for a while, Ormsk pulled out his long sword and said to Roland. Now only the dwarf's black arrows can provide them with
Support, other weapons cannot cause damage to the Balrog at all.
"Are black arrows useful? The dwarves back then definitely tried it! But the Balrog is obviously not dead!" Roland had some doubts about this.
"We don't need to rely on black arrows to kill it! Either I or your Dragon Rider General! are capable of ending it! And we only need a chance! A chance for the Balrog to reveal its flaws!" Ormsk's pupils flashed with perseverance.
look.
"Wait for me!" Roland patted Ormsk on the shoulder and quickly turned away.