Chapter 644 The Dark Emperor

"Aragorn, stand firm in your beliefs!"

Gandalf, Galadriel and Elrond all said to Aragorn.

But Chang Wei said, it’s too big!

How could the power of mere words awaken Aragorn's will!

How could anything be so unreasonable?

"Aragorn, give me their souls!"

Chang Wei said to Aragorn.

Amid everyone's disbelieving expressions, Aragorn reached out and held Frostmourne.

The magic sword suddenly lit up with a dreamy dark blue light.

Soul-Eating Demonic Sword Frostmourne Awakens!

Even Aragorn became a death knight filled with coldness.

But he didn't become the death knight in Gu Aotian.

"Aragorn!"

Alvin tried to get closer and use love to regain his lover's will.

But Aragorn raised his sword without hesitation when facing her.

Its terrifying energy surged into Aragorn's body, turning his blood into ice - and Aragorn's soul was devoured.

At this time, his skin became as pale as a dead man, and his hair turned the color of bones.

"No, no, Aragorn!"

Arwen could not accept that his lover had become like this.

Gandalf gasped, the humans in Middle-earth were finished.

He thought pessimistically.

Gandalf didn't think there was a possibility for Aragorn to change back. The power of the Dark Emperor was undoubtedly terrifying. He could turn the living into the dead and then control the dead to fight. This meant that the Dark Emperor would have endless armies and troops. subordinates.

Now, even Aragorn has been turned into the dead.

The Western royal family is considered completely extinct.

Aragorn swung his sword.

The terrifying ice power of Frostmourne spread instantly, and everything around him immediately turned into a world of ice and snow.

"Don't even think about it!"

Gandalf raised the silver flame in his hand, and at the same time, Naya, the Ring of Fire, shined in his hand, controlling the power and heat of the flame, making it difficult for the power of ice in the ice and snow to advance.

"The Dark Emperor must be defeated, otherwise Aragorn may not be saved."

Galadriel seems to have a way to save Aragorn, but only after dealing with the Dark Lord.

The problem is that they still don't know where the Dark Emperor is.

At this moment, overwhelming darkness surged out.

It was a dark world, dead and silent, and impossible to look directly into.

The rich darkness is as still as stagnant water, as silent as liquid.

Winding lines of light and shadow emerged from the black curtain, rising devil faces, and black ink rendering the space between heaven and earth.

Countless terrifying faces emerged from the black mist, and then immediately transformed. 【6】【9】【s】【h】【u】【x】【.】【c】【o】【m】

Although faces of various races appeared, the only thing they had in common was that every face showed expressions of extreme pain.

Sobs, sighs, screams of pain, and gasps before death, these sounds came riding on the wind wheel. These resentments that almost froze my spine kept coming.

This heart palpitation makes the soul tremble. The real terror lies under the black sea, the darkness that is deadlier than death!

"The Dark Emperor..."

Everyone looked at this scene in stunned silence. They had seen such a big scene in the Double Tree Era and the First Era.

Even Shuangshuji didn't have such a big scene.

Aragorn knelt down respectfully.

From the darkness, a group of neat troops stepped out.

They were bones, they were skeletons, they were dead people.

A complete dead person, the kind who can never die again.

Anyone who sees it will find it incredible. How could there be skeletons walking on the earth?

Even if it was the undead dragon Smaug that Sauron brought out, it was still a mostly intact body.

As for the skeleton, it is really beyond imagination.

How do they support their actions?

Among this group of skeletons, the skeleton with the largest number was wearing a sophisticated breastplate, holding an inverted triangular shield - the Kite Shield - in one hand, and a variety of weapons in the other hand.

Carrying a quiver and a synthetic longbow on its back, it is an armed skeleton capable of both offense and defense, and is suitable for both near and far.

Next is a skeleton wearing the same breastplate, a tattered red cloak, holding a buckler and a transforming sword, and wearing a helmet.

Finally, there are the skeletons with the smallest number and the most complete weapons.

They wore shiny and gorgeous golden full-body armor and held shiny spears in their hands. The dazzling bright red cloak didn't look stained at all.

All kinds of weapons on the skeleton army have magical power.

Some skeletons hold flaming swords, and some hold blue lightning bolts. There are also skeletons holding spears with green light at the tip, or scythes with purple viscous liquid.

Armor and shields, those shiny armors and shields seemed to shine on their own, not at all like they were caused by sunlight reflection.

Those...are all magic armors.

Their presence is quite clear, and they exude a creepy aura.

Even guys with profound knowledge like elves don't have such luxury. Although elves can already hold an enchanted weapon in each hand, the enchanted daggers and cloaks given to Chang Wei and the others show that the elves have at least achieved a certain level of success in this regard. Produce.

But it’s impossible to be armed to the teeth like this army of skeletons!

The orderly skeleton army began to advance with neat steps as if measured with a ruler.

Under the perfect command, the team split from the middle to both sides, leaving a space about the size of twenty skeletons. In that space - there was a figure.

The man was wearing a dark robe, exuding a terrible evil aura.

Everyone who saw the figure felt a chill on their backs.

Even at such a long distance, they could still feel the evil and cold atmosphere emanating from his whole body.

Not only that, the death that seemed irresistible on the other party - the embodiment of an absolute ruler.

Chang Wei was very satisfied with the other party's reaction, and it was worth it that he almost restored this scene.

But it was unnecessary later.

If the scene was too big, it might not end.

"Is this the real power of the Dark Emperor, the army of the dead..."

They all stared at the Dark Emperor who appeared in the form of an arrogant king.

Even without a throne, even without any decorations, the body that should be quite small looked as huge as if it had expanded dozens of times.

With Aragorn, the human king kneeling on the ground to greet him, it would be even more low-key, luxurious and meaningful.

They originally thought that the orcs and the army of Mordor were the army of the Dark Lord, but now it seems that they were just the vanguard.

The real army was composed of these 5,000 fully armed dead.

The Dark Lord finally appeared, and everyone saw the ten Supreme Rings on his ten fingers.

The golden light was brilliant, and the powerful magic aura was far better than Sauron's Supreme Ring.

Even the brave and fearless elves couldn't help but retreat at this time.