Chapter 262: Battle of Natural Disaster

"Boom!" The cyan 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 disposal!" 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 big mine and 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 The fear and uneasiness in their eyes had been replaced by fanaticism!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 behind us! 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 slapped their weapons against their shields and 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, and drove out of the ruins of the fourth hall with neat steps. The sarcophagus of Nairn I behind them shone brightly under the light of torches. …

"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!

"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 lava...

The war drums are beating! Close! Close! The beast deep in Moria revealed its ferocious fangs and flames! die! with evil! The deepest evil beneath the city looms large.

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"Crack!" A huge, red, burning claw was exposed. 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. It was a relic from the War of Wrath - —The Fire of Udun returns to Moria!

"Ang!" Kaldor took the lead in attacking! He took advantage of the Balrog's unsteady footing to spit out high-energy compressed storm dragon breath! The compressed wind blade left a series of fine wounds on the Balrog's body.

"Roar!" Under everyone's horrified gazes, Balrog took big strides forward against Kaldor's dragon breath! He slapped Kaldo's big mouth hard!

The huge force whipped the ferocious dragon head away, and the hard impact left a thick scratch on the ground!

"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.

"Ouch! Woo!" The Balrog howled and rushed over, grabbed the elf dragon's slender neck and slammed it into the ground.

"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!

"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 in a melee with Ormsk. .

"Roar!" A green dragon's breath fiercely knocked away the Balrog, and a dragon saddle appeared behind Kaldo who had just gotten up! Kaslo sat on it holding the dragon gun.

"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!

"Oh my god..." Balin was dragged away by the dwarves. He stared blankly at the Balrog, who 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 natural disaster battle! In this war, only level 5 can touch the threshold of participating in the war, and it is more of a stage for level 6 and the natural disaster beasts!

"Charge!" Kaslo raised his dragon spear and roared.

"Poof!" The sharp adamantine dragon spear successfully broke through the Balrog's hard skin! Rolling blood gushed out, and the Balrog wailed and hit Kaldor with heavy elbows as he tried to fight it.

"Boom!" The huge dragon body fell to the ground, and Kasluo on the dragon's saddle was directly thrown away.

"Ang!" Kaldor, who was burning with anger, faced the flames spurted 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!

"Judgment of Light and Shadow!" A black and white giant sword fell from the sky!

"Roar!" The scorching flames swept over...

"Boom!" The three forces collided together, and the blast of air blew away a group of soldiers.

"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...

With new and old grudges, the Smurf crazily wrapped itself in the torrent of elements and crashed towards the Balrog.

"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 wail resounded throughout Moria! The Elf Dragon Smurf was severely trampled by the Balrog, and the sounds of broken muscles and bones kept coming. It was obvious that most of her 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 natural disaster battle..." Floy sighed silently as he looked at the terrifying scene in front of him. The rise and fall of Moria depended on this battle.

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