Chapter 177

The night deepened.

In the dark woods.

Morgan stopped decisively and stood alone in front of a group of chasing Black Knights.

Behind him, when he heard uncle Morgan let himself escape first, Frodo looked anxious and immediately flashed a trace of hesitation.

Leaving uncle Morgan to face danger alone, Frodo couldn't do it in his heart.

But he also knew that staying would not only be useless, but also drag uncle Morgan back.

"Frodo, run!"

As soon as Frodo fell behind, Sam shouted at once.

"Coming!"

Knowing the urgency of time, Frodo immediately made up his mind, gritted his teeth and answered, then strode to catch up with Sam and ran to the dark forest ahead.

rear.

The fast ring spirits have caught up.

"Ah..."

"Ah..."

The shrill shrill scream echoed through the woods with the rapid approach of the ring spirit.

Looking at the humans in the way ahead, the ring spirits immediately pulled out their long black swords and pointed at Morgan.

Morgan's face was cold and his hands moved quickly. He took down the long bow and arrow, took the bow and shot at the ring spirit running in front.

"Whoosh..."

Two arrows roared away with the sound of breaking the air.

Next second.

The two leading ring spirits were shrouded in wide black robes and hoods.

Only the two ring spirits of the arrow shocked slightly, and there was no other reaction.

The shot ring spirit continued to rush forward as if nothing had happened.

The howling became more and more harsh.

Morgan was not disappointed when he looked at the ring spirit getting closer and closer.

He had already guessed the arrival and identity of these monsters in his heart, and the two arrows were just a test.

A thought.

Three more arrows suddenly appeared in Morgan's hand.

The longbow was instantly pulled into a full moon.

Three arrows burst out.

"Whoosh..."

The arrows roared towards the approaching ring spirits.

So close.

Morgan's bow and arrow skills are impossible to miss.

Next second.

The three arrows hit the head of the tall black horse under the three ring spirits running in the front with incomparable accuracy, emitting scarlet light in the eyes.

"Hey, law..."

The three tall black horses that were hit immediately roared in pain.

Even the evil dark horse after being transformed can't stand the violent impact of being hit in the fatal eye.

Just a moment.

The three leading tall black horses kicked up crazily at almost the same time.

However, the ring spirits who are very familiar with the exclusive black horse mount are still not off their horses.

Although these dark horses have been transformed by evil, their physique and strength have improved to a certain extent.

But it is still a horse, still belongs to flesh and blood life.

Just because the ring spirits are not afraid of physical attacks does not mean that their dark horses can also.

The black horse that was shot in the eye kicked wildly, and then fell to the ground one by one.

At this time, the three ring spirits on their back were finally thrown off their horses.

Although the ring spirits who closely followed the three ring spirits in front would not directly hit the dark horse lying in the way.

But the speed was immediately stopped.

The three ring spirits who fell to the ground quickly turned over and stood up.

One of them was tall, dressed in armor, and shrouded in a black robe. The ring spirit seemed to be the head of the ring spirit.

After he got up, he immediately screamed to the ring spirits who stopped behind him, "kill that human!"

"Others, chase!"

A hoarse, shrill voice of terror fell.

Except for the two ring spirits who were also shot to death.

The other six ring spirits, who were still riding on horses, immediately took orders to bypass here and continued to chase from both sides to the front.

"Bang Bang..."

The sound of horses' hoofs went away quickly.

Morgan can't help it this time.

The number of ring spirits in front of you is up to nine.

He didn't want to stop them all. It's hard to stop each other at one time and buy a certain time for Frodo and Sam's escape.

Now it's up to the two little hobbits themselves.

Morgan himself will meet three of the nine strongest ring spirits under Sauron.

Among them is the Angmar Witch King who seems to be the head of the ring spirit.

The night deepened.

In the dark woods.

Three ring spirits shrouded in black robes walked forward slowly with long swords.

Look at the approaching three precepts.

Morgan looked very calm and hung his long bow on his back.

Then he reached out and pulled out the high elf sword around his waist.

This sword, which radiates light blue light when facing the orc ogre, is nothing different this time.

But even without the light of the sword.

The dark night had no effect on Morgan.

Because over the years, it may be because of the strengthening of the system, or it may be because it has experienced too many night battles.

Morgan can basically see at night now.

There was no difference for him at night except that the color was not clear enough.

The three precepts keep approaching.

Morgan also walked slowly with an elf sword.

The distance between the two sides is rapidly narrowing.

Finally, Morgan did it.

"Charge!"

At the moment of launching the special skill, Morgan's body speed soared immediately with a long sword.

The ring spirit suddenly flew towards the front like a strong wind.

The three precepts had obviously never encountered such a situation.

Morgan suddenly appeared in front of Angmar Witch King, the leader of the ring spirit, with a long sword.

Not only did the Angmar Witch King immediately look up and express his surprise.

In the eyes of the two precepts behind him, it must be the same in his mind at this moment.

But you can't see the expression on the ring spirit's face.

At this time, in front of Morgan, the first ring spirit had a wide head, but the black hood was dark and empty.

"The power of the dragon!"

In the moment of jumping into the air, Morgan was very familiar with the use of special skills. Morgan launched his skills again.

At this moment, the huge energy pouring out of all parts of the body rushed into the hands in an instant.

Next second.

Morgan, holding the elf sword in both hands, suddenly split on the long sword hastily raised by the first ring spirit angma Witch King.

"Bang!"

A violent metal collision.

In the dark woods, the sparks burst out suddenly.

The long sword hurriedly raised by the Witch King of Angmar was suddenly split on it by Morgan's powerful and heavy sword.

With Morgan's strength at this time, combined with two special skills of "charge" and "dragon power".

His sword, the melee soldiers of the whole Middle Earth world, can take it directly.

What's more, in a hurry.

The incomparably huge power almost instantly made the long sword in the hand of the Angmar Witch King unstable, and was cleaved to the ground.

Then, the remaining strength of the spirit's long sword did not disappear. The long sword in the hands of the first ring spirit angma Witch King also quickly split on the other party's arm holding the sword.

"Click..."

The piercing sound of metal tearing suddenly sounded.

Morgan cut with his sword in both hands, and an arm composed of all metal armor was cut off and fell to the ground.

"Ah..."

The Angmar Witch King, whose arm was cut off, immediately screamed back.

At this time, the other two ring spirits behind him finally reacted and immediately waved their long swords to Morgan.

"Bang Bang..."

There were two loud bangs in succession.

Morgan blocked the two attacks and immediately turned back.

Just then.

The vigilance of Angmar Witch King, who had just been cut off by him, suddenly sent out a shrill scream.

Then Morgan saw that the broken arm that fell to the ground immediately flew straight to the screaming Angmar Witch King.

The other party took the armor arm in the center space and installed it at the broken arm.

The next moment.

The broken steel arm was well connected to the arm of the Angmar Witch King.

Morgan, who watched this scene, was speechless immediately.

He just used two special skills in succession, and the cost of attack is not small.

Although the heart has been prepared for the fear of physical attack.

But seeing the other party, it was so easy and simple to connect the severed arm intact.

Morgan's heart is still a little difficult to accept: "how do you play this special?"

But the ring spirit doesn't care how human beings feel.

The leading Angmar Witch King quickly shook the connected arm, then stretched out his hand and pulled out a short black stabbing sword from the black robe.

"Kill him!"

The Angmar Witch King was very angry and pointed at Morgan with a black stabbing sword.

The other two ring spirits immediately rushed up again with long swords.

Look at the three ring spirits coming again.

Morgan is not going to fight these monsters this time.

Since physical attacks are ineffective against them.

Then try mental attack instead.

Looking at the three precepts spirit rushing up, Morgan launched a special skill again: "spiritual impact!"

At this moment, a spiritual energy invisible to the naked eye quickly converged and condensed. With Morgan's idea, it was immediately divided into three smaller strands, and then rushed straight to the incoming Sanjie spirit in front.

Next second.

Whether it's the first Angmar Witch King.

Or the other two ring spirits who followed closely behind.

At this moment, they all stopped, and then issued a shrill scream.

"Ah..."

"Ah..."

The three precepts held their heads together and screamed in pain.

It sounds very uncomfortable.

This moment became particularly harsh.

Morgan, who was not far away, immediately put his hand over his ear.

The whistling soon disappeared.

Morgan's single mental attack skill "mental shock" also significantly weakened his attack because it was divided into three.

At the same time, the extremely painful three precepts spirit also quickly returned to normal.

Only this time, facing the human beings in front of us, the three precepts who had slowed down from the "spiritual impact" hesitated.

Quickly pick up the long sword weapon falling on the ground.

Led by the Angmar Witch King, he began to retreat slowly.

At present, whether it is the strength shown by cutting off his arm before, or the strange attack ability just now.

All made the Angmar Witch King realize the extraordinary human strength in front of him.

Their main task is to hunt down Charles Baggins and get the master's supreme ring.

Now Baggins has run away, and he doesn't have to fight with the human beings in front of him.

What's more, the strange attack of the other party can make you very painful.

He doesn't want to continue fighting for this meaningless battle.

"Go!"

Thinking of this, the king of Angmar turned decisively and ran back.

The two ring spirits on one side immediately followed up.

Watching the three precepts go away quickly and disappear into the dark.

Morgan had no idea of catching up.

The Angmar warlock king, who just led, showed a powerful physical immunity comparable to that of the immortal body.

Morgan felt that he couldn't kill each other with his sword alone.

As for their own special skill "spiritual shock", they may hit each other hard, but they are also unlikely to kill each other.

Because he remembered the plot in his mind, as if he remembered that the other party had said he would not die at the hands of any man.

Whether the rumor is true or not.

Morgan didn't intend to fight with each other.

With the power of the Angmar Witch King, he cut countless swords of the other party, which was useless.

And the other party only needs to hit his own sword.

He'll be in danger.

Because he recognized that the short black stabbing sword taken out from behind the other party was the extremely evil magic cave sword in the memory plot.

Morgan remembered that it was also in the memory plot that the Angmar Witch King stabbed Frodo with the Magic Cave sword.

The evil of that sword cannot be cured by ordinary medical methods.

Finally, Frodo would not have survived if it had not been for the action of Elven Lord eldron, who was proficient in medicine.

Morgan didn't want to fight with each other just now.

Just now, if the San Jie Ling doesn't retreat, he's ready to run.

"Hoo..."

He took a long breath.

Look at the three precepts that have disappeared.

Morgan raised his feet and walked towards the three fallen black horses ahead.

Soon, he was interested in standing in front of the body of one of the tall black horses.

After a quick observation.

Morgan turned and strode in the direction of Frodo and Sam, the hobbits.

......

The night is getting darker.

In a tall, dense field of crops.

The two short figures are rapidly shuttling through the dense forest of crops far higher than their height.

"Come on..."

"Frodo!"

"This way!"

The rapid voice fluctuated.

Two flexible figures walked through the tall corn woodland.

These two are naturally Frodo and Sam.

After Morgan alone blocked the group of Black Knights chasing after him.

Frodo and Sam ran forward with their lives.

Fortunately, they have lived on this habitun land for countless years.

They are familiar with every woodland, every hillside and even every ridge here.

Even if it's dark.

This also kept them from being caught up by the Black Knight behind them.

But also because it's dark.

When they left their familiar habitun.

The speed of the two hobbits slowed down quickly.

"Come on, Frodo..."

In the tall and dense corn woodland, Sam, who led the way, kept talking.

"Wait, Sam..."

"Take a break..."

"I really can't run."

Frodo was unable to speak and sat down on the ground, his chest undulating rapidly and gasping.

Sam turned around and looked at Frodo behind him. He quickly walked to the back and listened. He didn't hear any sound of chasing.

Sam was relieved and sat down on the ground.

"Hoo..."

"Hoo..."

Sam gasped and wiped the sweat all over his head.

Then he took out the kettle in his backpack. Instead of drinking it himself, he handed it to Frodo.

"Gulu Gulu..."

Frodo took the kettle and filled it with a few mouthfuls.

Then he handed it to Sam.

Sam just drank.

"I don't know how Uncle Morgan is now?"

Frodo wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve. He couldn't help worrying, "is there any danger?"

Sam put down the kettle, wiped the water stain on his mouth, and then said, "don't worry, uncle Morgan will be fine..."

Before the voice fell, a sound of horse hoofs suddenly came from behind.