Chapter 519 The Pale Orcs Attack!
The three major dragon-slaying magics were fully activated, and thunder, fire, and metal storms raged throughout the place.
Mirajane and Elmanf, who transformed into demons and beast kings, continued to ravage and trample the orcs.
Makarov did not dare to completely transform into a giant due to space and the load-bearing problems of the wooden bridge under his feet.
He simply turned his giant palm and slapped it down, killing a large area with one slap, causing countless orcs to fall from high altitude to the bottom of the valley.
Relying on magic to strengthen herself, her strength comes from various magic equipment and martial arts. Erza transformed into a meat grinder on the battlefield. Wherever she passed, the orcs turned into pieces of meat and died wailing.
The killings from Fairy Tail still couldn't scare the orcs.
Because the number of orcs killed by the Gushan Army was simply a drop in the bucket, and they still had an endless army.
However, at this moment, a violent burst of white light and explosive wind suddenly exploded in the orc lair,
Gandalf teleported directly from Rivendell, hundreds of miles away, to the Orcs' Lair.
The angry Gandalf unleashed unprecedented power, although that power did not hurt any orcs.
But for the first time, the power belonging to Maia was truly displayed in front of everyone. It was sacred, majestic, huge, and unbelievable.
That terrifying power silenced the entire orc lair for a moment. The crazy orcs were completely quiet and did not dare to make a sound.
"Take up arms and fight~~Everyone, follow me!"
Perhaps feeling that he had gone too far, Gandalf immediately roared and his aura returned to that of an ordinary person.
"Ho~~"
The orcs immediately seemed to have forgotten the pressure that Gandalf had just issued, and quickly attacked him again.
The Lonely Mountain Army quickly followed Gandalf and headed towards the exit.
The group fought through thorns and thorns along the way and killed countless orcs. Even the king of the orcs was lost in the hands of Thorin. The group finally reached the exit smoothly.
Feeling the warm sunshine hitting my face, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The orcs in the Misty Mountains, because they have not accepted the dark power of Sauron,
Therefore, they are afraid of the sun and dare not appear outside the cave. The sun may even hurt them.
Then they saw Bilbo and Xiao leisurely eating a whole roasted lamb outside the cave entrance, and they were suddenly speechless.
Thorin: "%x-on:%# (dwarf swear word)"
"Hey, Thorin, why did you come out? Bilbo and I have been waiting for you for a long time!"
Looking at the embarrassed people, Xiao laughed and laughed.
Thorin snatched the leg of lamb from Xiao's hand and ate it, angrily cursing: "You are such a human being!"
"Everyone come and eat!"
Xiao also began to carve up the roasted sheep.
Everyone was very happy after sharing the roast lamb.
There is nothing happier than eating meat and drinking wine after a fierce battle.
"Ouch~~~~"
However, just as everyone finished eating, a series of wolf howls sounded.
It turned out that after the death of the Orc King, the new Orc King immediately ruled the pale orc Azog.
Although it is inconvenient for them to travel to the outside world,
But as a Mordor half-orc, Azog is not afraid of the sun.
Therefore, after Azog learned of Suoluo's existence, he immediately came in full force with the wolf cavalry to pursue him.
"These orcs are really non-stop!"
Everyone sighed, discarded the sheep bones in their hands, got up and ran away.
However, under the leadership of Gandalf, everyone was chased directly to a cliff with no way out.
"Makarov, delay for a while, I'll think of a solution!"
Gandalf stood on the edge of the cliff and began to shake people, but only if they could hold on for a while.
"Leave it to me!"
Makarov was not afraid. He took one step forward and stood in front of everyone.
Putting his hands together, surging magic power surged through him like a torrent, and golden light bloomed instantly.
In the blink of an eye, Makarov's size expanded at an alarming rate.
Originally only the size of a hobbit, he suddenly became a behemoth hundreds of meters tall.
The muscles of his body were taut and full of strength, like a moving mountain.
At this moment, Azog, the pale orc who had been chasing all the way, saw this scene and was dumbfounded.
His eyes widened and his mouth opened wide, completely unable to believe what was happening in front of him. he
He originally led his warg army to charge forward in a menacing manner, but at this moment he changed direction without hesitation, changing from the first position of the charging team to the last position.
Orcs do not have the spirit of brave and fearless leadership. Faced with such an invincible existence, it is the Orcs' style to attack first.
Makarov's eyes were firm and cold, and he roared: "The giant's bone fist!"
Immediately afterwards, he threw a punch. This punch contained endless power and anger, giving people a feeling of the world falling apart.
The orc cavalry in the front row were hit by this punch and instantly turned into flesh. Their bodies were torn into pieces by the huge impact, and blood spattered everywhere, staining the ground red.
Azog looked at the tragic situation in front of him, and his heart was not shaken at all. He waved the steel claws attached to the upper limbs of his severed arms and loudly gave orders: "Attack, rush over quickly, and hunt the giant formation!"
As the most powerful warrior of Mordor and the vanguard of the Dark Lord, Azog has rich experience in war.
Giants are not a rare race, and he knows how to deal with enemies of various races.
So, even in the face of such a powerful enemy as the giant, he has enough wisdom and courage to formulate strategies and command his army to counterattack.
"What a tricky enemy!"
Before meeting Azog and other Mordor orcs, Makarov still had doubts in his heart.
He couldn't figure out what was so powerful about these orcs that made the brave and fearless dwarf warriors retreat step by step, and even directly killed the dwarves.
As the Lonely Mountain Army marched along, Makarov had long understood that there were actually not many regular warriors in the dwarves in this team. Most of them were blacksmiths, carpenters and merchants before.
But even so, the combat effectiveness of the dwarves can still suppress the orcs in the Misty Mountains.
Everyone fought their way out of the nest, and no one died. The combat effectiveness of the dwarves can be seen.
If it was said that it was these orcs that defeated the regular army of the dwarves, Makarov would never believe it.
But after facing these powerful orcs from Mordor, Makarov finally felt the difficulty of the orcs.
He also wanted to understand why the dark lord who almost ruled the world chose the orcs as the core of his army and used them to conquer the world.