Chapter 254: After Three Days of Separation, I Will Kill You Like Butchering Dogs.

Whizzing!

The strong orcs charged down one after another, blasting arrows into the air first.

The beautiful valley was suddenly engulfed in flames of war, with billowing smoke and raging fire turning the beauty into scorched ruins.

Chu Xin naturally became the center of the explosion, and the overwhelming hot dust obscured his sight.

Saruman seized the opportunity, summoned a burly black horse with a whistle, got on the horse, and galloped towards the only entrance and exit without looking back.

Thirty-six strategies are the best strategy, but continuing to resist recklessly is just brainless.

boom--

Chu Xin realized that he wanted to run away, so he unfolded his tail bone blade, and swept through the army with a swipe of the divine dragon's tail, cutting off dozens of powerful orcs who were close to him.

By the time he passed by at low altitude, Saruman had already rushed out of the passage very quickly and escaped along the narrow path of the steep mountain cliff.

Bang!

A skeletal slash flew out, brutally cutting off the road ahead, and falling rocks fell into the bottomless abyss of the canyon.

Now that he has broken his skin, he will definitely not "keep a secret so that we can meet each other in the future", but if it is to worship next year, Chu Xin can reluctantly consider it.

"Roar!"

Chu Xin let out another violent dragon roar, startling the black horse into chaos, and his feet could not help but make an unexpected sudden stop. The injured Saruman was unprepared and was thrown away by the horse on the spot, falling freely together with the gravel.

"Since you want to fight to the death, then I will give it a try too!"

Saruman no longer pretended to be an expert. At this moment, he stared at Chu Xin with a ferocious expression, and pointed at Chu Xin with his left hand and pulled suddenly.

The invisible magic power turned into clenched palms, grabbing Chu Xin like telekinesis and pulling him into the dark abyss.

Gradually, the sun became a white line above the head.

Even the huge Chu Xin was as small as a dot in the abyss.

Bang bang bang!

The falling rocks struck the keys one after another in the darkness, and the sound was clear and crisp.

Boom——

Suddenly, the elegant piano playing turned into a deafening drum beat.

It was Chu Xin who broke free from Saruman's magical shackles and slammed into the conspicuous white robe. He only heard heavy and loud noises, and Saruman, who fled desperately, was no different from a prodigal dog.

Now that things have come to a point, he doesn't want to force the Supreme Lord of the Rings for the time being, and he'd better save his life first.

"It is much stronger than before it died. How is this possible? Even if it is placed among the giant dragons of the First Era, it is still a very troublesome type!"

Saruman became more and more frightened and confused. In a panic, he slid a shovel into a narrow hole.

Boom!

Chu Xin was also ruthless, his speed did not slow down at all, and he hit him with a headbutt.

After two consecutive blows, the cave collapsed inward and downward until a spacious dark cave appeared, with the sound of an underground river flowing fiercely in the distance.

"Huh? More than one breath, a lot, at least two hundred and up."

"It seems that Saruman's bastard is not running around blindly, but deliberately leads me into a trap."

Hiss~hiss~hiss~

The sounds of gasping, rubbing, and salivating intertwined into a terrifying symphony.

Those creatures in the darkness were approaching Chu Xin in unison, coming from the ground, mountain walls and even the stalactites hanging overhead, and an indescribable fishy smell filled the air.

"Darkness invades the scene?"

The burning eyes allowed Chu Xin to clearly see the scenes in all directions.

A rickety crawling humanoid with four legs, skinny cheeks are sunken and the eyeballs are degenerated and shrunken. Sharp teeth are exposed from the corners of the exaggerated mouth. The skin is as pale as rubber. The limbs are slender, the joints are thick, the fingertips are sharp, and the palms and soles will ooze. The slime allows them to move like spiders.

These are ghouls who are afraid of the sun!

In the darkness of Middle-earth, there are many strange ethnic groups like this hidden. Their birth is full of diversity, including biological hybridization, evil experiments, natural gestation, genetic mutation, etc.

This group of ghouls was not raised by Saruman, but had lived in this mountain range for hundreds of years. They only went out to hunt at night. Their ancestors were a migrating Dark Barbarian tribe.

But now, Chu Xin broke into the ghouls' lair unscrupulously, undoubtedly endangering their survival.

What's more, there were still young ghouls in the lair, and the ghouls with their calf-protecting attributes immediately pounced on Chu Xin.

In this chaotic situation, Saruman struggled to use his magic to ward off evil spirits, and escaped unhindered, and soon he was no longer visible.

"His! His!"

Chu Xin was completely blocked.

These guys with flexible hands and feet have no vision, but are very sensitive to hearing and temperature sensing, and they are aware of every move of the giant floating in the air.

The ghouls swarmed up and quickly clung to all parts of Chu Xin's body, beating and pulling with their sharp claws. When they saw no effect, they bit with their big mouths. The outcome can be imagined, they directly broke their sharp teeth. tooth.

This group of people, who are like sewer rats, are not good at strength. The scary thing is that they use the dark and cramped environment to appear and disappear. Of course, they only target a small number of ordinary humans.

If a fully armed dwarf army penetrates here, it can easily push it across.

To deal with them, Chu Xin didn't even need to breathe fire. One move of the mid-air death roll caused a lot of smashed meat paste all around.

Then they violently hit up and down, killing without mercy, and instantly the cave was covered with dark red sticky paint.

Not long after, the ghouls suffered numerous casualties, and the survivors were frightened and fled into caves extending in all directions with their children in their arms.

Whoops!

Chu Xin, who was no longer blocked, flew towards the opposite side of the open cave, because there was wind blowing in there and there was probably an opening to the outside world.

"There's blood, so you're on the right track."

Chu Xin discovered that the red blood on the ground was obviously different from the blood of ghouls.

Two minutes passed.

Boom——

Chu Xin simply smashed through the narrow crack that only allowed one person to pass.

The sight suddenly opened up, and the sunlight filled the rolling mountains. They were no longer bare rocks. Trees were clustered together and stretched towards the southeast.

In such vast mountains and fields, there is no figure in white robe at all. Maybe some kind of hiding and escaping magic is used.

"In this direction, is Saruman going to Gondor?"

While Chu Xin was thinking, he suddenly felt a familiar feeling of coldness and coldness, as if he was being watched by evil spirits hiding in the dark, and his throat would be cut if he relaxed even a little bit.

"Those guys are here again~"

After locking it in place, he flew towards a lush forest two thousand meters away.

Viewed from a high altitude, the forest on this hillside is shrouded in some evil darkness, which is completely different from the surrounding lush and sunny jungle.

"Roar--"

Chu Xin let out a dragon roar, causing birds and beasts to flee in fright, and several hoarse hoarse hoarse sounds of frightened horses came from beneath him.

It's a black war horse!

It is indeed the evil spirit of the Nazgul!

"If you don't dare to show up, then I'll come uninvited."

He swooped down and sprayed out explosive dragon flames covering a large area. The flowers, plants and trees suddenly turned into flammable and explosive explosives, which quickly spread from one point to all directions.

With this momentum, the Ringwraiths had no chance to dodge. If they didn't run faster, they would be blown to pieces.

After a while, the crisp sound of horse hooves trampling the ground quickly reached Chu Xin's ears.

He skimmed through the forest early, predicted his position, then flicked his tail and deployed his tailbone blade.

call!

Clusters of jet-black flames enchanted the tail blade, and a phantom ribbon was dragged out by the movement.

The sound of horse hooves got closer and closer, and five outlines appeared in front of me.

There are only five Nazgul, and the Witch-King of Angmar and Khamul are not among them.

The two leaders watched the black flame tail blade attack, and even though they almost tore off the reins, they couldn't brake in time.

laugh--

The two upper bodies soared into the sky with their armors attached.

"Hoo...ho! Hoo!"

The air echoed with the shrill and frightened screams of the two Nazgul.

The three people behind looked at this scene in disbelief. From their perspective, the bodies of the two companions were actually cut in half, and the black flames were like gangrene attached to the bones, continuing to cause real injuries to their souls.

In an instant, the three Nazgul felt their souls tremble for the first time in their history.

This fear is called: death!

They didn't care to think about the reason, and they didn't dare to attack Chu Xin. Instead, they immediately drove their horses to retreat in embarrassment.

In the last battle, the nine Ringwraiths separated and rushed to Isengard from different places after receiving Sauron's order. These five were the closest, so they were the first to come, but they would also become the Black Flame Tail Blades. The first batch of dead souls below.

Huhu~

Chu Xin followed closely and swooped down again in the blink of an eye, falling fiercely in front of the Nazgul.

With a "boom", the hillside was hit with earth and rocks flying, and the strong earthquake also threw three spirits and three horses away.

Buzz!

The Nazgul are worthy of being Nazgul, and their years of experience are still ingrained in their bones.

Even while they were out of control in mid-air, the three of them pulled out their silver swords in unison, chanting incantations, and soon some black patterns were attached to the blades.

This spell is far inferior to the black flame sword used by Khamul, and its effect is only a slight burning sting on the soul.

However, ordinary Ring Spirits have limited strength, so this is already the most powerful and applicable combat black magic they can use.

Wow~poof!

In an instant, the long tail unexpectedly struck from the side, directly piercing the chest of a Nazgul. Black flames quickly covered his body, burning him and making him scream sharply.

As a large amount of black mist collapsed, the third Nazgul died completely.

Looking at this scene, Chu Xin couldn't help but sigh, "We have been separated for three days, and I will kill you like a dog!"

As the saying goes, there is specialization in the art, and no matter how violent the physical attack is, it can't hurt the Ring Spirits, but this black magic with restraint properties is like divine help, and the Ring Spirits are liberated smoothly.

"How could it be? Is that the flame of the Black Flame Sword?"

"It actually knows black magic. Why didn't you see it use it last time?"

"Don't worry about this, retreat first!"

The remaining two had no fighting spirit and ran away without saying a word. They also tried to take off their armor and clothes to make themselves completely invisible.

But Chu Xin is always one step ahead of the enemy.

When the two of them had just taken two or three steps, the explosive dragon flames struck at them, blasting them into the air.

Then he waved his tail blade again, leaving two flaming balls of rootless black flames in mid-air.

At this point, five of the nine great ring spirits died tragically.

Buzz~

Fifteen minutes passed, the black flames dissipated, and the cooling time entered.

"We were able to kill a few Ringwraiths during this trip. It was a complete surprise. It should anger Sauron even more. But where did that old bastard Saruman go?" Chu Xin muttered to himself, his eyes flickering. Looking down at the vast mountains.

If you want to find someone in this terrain, you will undoubtedly be looking for a needle in a haystack. If it weren't for the unique aura emitted by the Ring Spirit, Chu Xin might not be able to find it.

Just as I was thinking about it, the card text appeared:

"Fighted against the strongest wizard in Middle-earth today, won, and killed many Nazgul who made all races fearful, and gained rich practical experience and knowledge of strength;

Proficiency +6%, reaching 56%;

Earn rewards:

Ghost Escape (a rule-level special skill; after use, you will enter a state of absolute invisibility, which can only last for 1 second, but no attacks can lock you during this period, and the cooling time is 72 hours). "

"This skill?" Chu Xin was stunned and began to examine it carefully.

At first glance, it seems that it is not very useful. The one-second aging and the seventy-two hours of cooling are very imbalanced.

But in fact, its power is self-evident. A short second is enough to turn danger into danger, and counterattack or retreat in an instant.

In short, it depends on how to operate and the situation.

For the next two days, Chu Xin stayed on the highest mountain, monitoring all directions.

"It seems that he has already slipped away."

He spread his wings and flew into the sky, hiding above the clouds and mist to peek.

Another week passed and still no discovery.

"Forget it, this fierce battle with him has revealed the strength level of Maiya's human body, which is not a small gain." Chu Xin stopped lingering and fluttered his wings to leave.

Ten days passed quietly.

From a cave entrance one hundred kilometers away from Isengard, Saruman limped out with his wand in hand. His white robes were already covered with dirt and filth, and his white hair was disgustingly dirty.

He lay down weakly, recalling the scene of Chu Xin killing five Ringwraiths in his mind, and suddenly felt a chill.

"What else is hidden in it? It's like an unfathomable bottomless pit~"

Saruman could have taken the sunny path decently, but he was frightened by Chu Xin's vigilance and did not dare to take the lead at all, so he chose the difficult and dangerous underground path.

This seems to also mean his fate. He was originally a minor god who was highly valued by the God of Earth, but he fell out of control into the devil's path with a slim future.

at the same time.

Mordor.

The four Nazgul, including the Witch King of Angmar, were kneeling tremblingly in front of the Eye of Sauron.

They were silent now, suffering great fear under the pressure of Sauron.

"Smaug, what happened to you? You were able to kill my Ringwraith without the help of talisman weapons." Sauron was doubtful and paid more attention to Chu Xin.

…

Gondor.

The royal capital is Baicheng.

"It's the white-robed wizard!"

"Open the door quickly! Notify Lord Boromir!"

For a time, the people in the city gathered at the door with their heads raised high, vying to join in the fun.

"Everyone give in!"

Soon, Boromir, the eldest son of the prime minister, came striding over, and the crowd unanimously made way for this promising young man who deserved respect.

"What's going on? Lord Saruman, what on earth did you say!"

When Boromir saw it clearly, his expression changed drastically.

On the back of a wild horse, Saruman looked like a refugee and beggar, almost dying. His lowered eyelids and shaky body showed that he had suffered huge trauma.

"Quick, inform my father, something big must have happened in Isengard!" Boromir yelled. (End of chapter)