Infinite reincarnation of glory

Chapter 327 ·A Evenly Matched Match

The Lord of the Rings worldview, the world of Arda, Middle-earth.

Somewhere in the fields of Rohan.

Fifteen days before the arrival of the Central Continent Team.

"A four-team battle... We actually entered the field as the weakest team." The handsome young man ate the delicate chocolate chips in big gulps. His eyes sparkled. "Obviously, this battle is testing our ability to take advantage of the situation. In the judgment of the Lord God, we are weaker than the Arctic team, while Dongmei and Zhongzhou are both at another level of strength... I doubt that these two teams There are fourth-level, or fourth-level, similar combat capabilities in China. Next, our actions must be as low-key as possible, but while concealing intelligence, we must seize the situation as much as possible."

"This should be Rohan, and this should be the early stage of the plot, when the Fellowship of the Ring has not yet been formed... It should be too late to contact Gandalf. But the Prancing Pony Inn, where the hobbits first encountered the Nazgul attack, was It’s where we have to go.”

The young man's name is Nios, the wise man of the Nanyanzhou team. Not the captain, nor the strongest. But when he spoke, everyone stayed quietly beside him, waiting for him to speak.

"We don't know the exact strength of this world yet. But our mission..."

He looked at the watch on his hand.

"Ensure that any member of the Fellowship of the Ring successfully arrives at Mount Doom and survives for ten minutes, or that the member survives until the Ring is destroyed. If successful, he will obtain a C-level branch plot and 3,000 reward points. If the team member can arrive with the Fellowship of the Ring, , and assist in completing the destruction of the Supreme Lord of the Rings, you will receive an A-level branch plot and 10,000 reward points."

"Tsk, the C-level branch can easily survive. But the A-level has to fight hard. Obviously, Sauron definitely has fourth-level combat power. And the corresponding white-robed Saruman is not much weaker - Directly assisting King Théoden to escape Saruman's control without relying on the Fellowship of the Ring is obviously a goal that is difficult to achieve with our strength. But apart from Théoden, the prince of Rohan who died early in the original plot is something we can The target of interference. Through him, we can influence the restored King Theoden, and we can also use Rohan's cavalry to help us fight against the Nazgul at the Prancing Pony Inn..."

He closed his eyes and thought for a few seconds.

"Hoffel," he said.

A strong white man responded in a deep voice. He is the holder of captain authority of this team. "I am here."

"The A-level thunder fruit should have been roughly mastered with the second level you unlocked. This time, you will be the main attacker, with Aya and Milia assisting you. Be sure to save the prince of Rohan. Use all your strength It doesn’t matter, you have to be our obvious target.”

"Leave it to me." Hofer nodded, and he didn't hesitate about the positioning of the bait.

And Nyos looked at another person, a middle-aged Nordic man carrying a two-handed battle ax. He had a horned helmet and the red hair of a berserker.

"Richard, you are the strongest in our team. Having unlocked the third-level gene lock and perfected the 'Crazy Fighting' skill, you undoubtedly have the ability to confront the fourth-level class head-on. But I need you to be patient. Watch Hofer, if you have to do something, don’t do anything unnecessary. Can you do it?"

"Ah, I can do it." The Berserker grinned, showing a wolf-like grin. "Don't worry, that kind of thing will never happen again in Starship Troopers. At that time, I just couldn't stand the stench of those breeders, so I tore them up with my hands. But now, I have been able to master the madness perfectly. The anger and power of transformation.”

"That's good." Nios nodded, and he made some arrangements. And at the end, he looked at his watch.

The main god's mask is about to fade.

"Xuelin'er, don't use mental shielding. Saruman's remote control of King Théoden proves that he may be a mental user, even a mental user with the help of the True Knowledge Crystal... It's not time to provoke it yet. time. This time, caution will be our course of action.”

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Nine days before the arrival of the Central Continent team, Middle Earth.

Night, Prancing Horse Hotel.

A group of outsiders who had changed into fantasy clothes suddenly appeared at several dining tables separated by light masks. Several unconscious newcomers were lying on the ground. People around them turn a blind eye to this because they haven’t really arrived at this place yet.

A rough Russian man reacted first. He glanced around and raised his eyebrows.

"Prancing Pony Hotel, second place...well, it seems that we arrived at the time when the Ring Spirit arrived. Ye Zi, go deal with the newcomers and make them dress decently."

"Leave it to me." He was answered by a beautiful mature oriental woman with a considerable figure and charming elegance. A pair of fox ears danced gently on top of her head, and several origami pieces floated out from her sleeves, covering the newlyweds' bodies to form a movement-controlling and appropriate-style outerwear.

Paper manipulation, an Eastern trick.

A baby-faced white young man looked at the watch on his wrist.

"Ensure that at least three members of the Ring survive until the opening of Mount Doom, or assist in successfully destroying the Lord of the Rings... Complete the former to obtain 2 C-level side plots and 4,000 reward points. If the Lord of the Rings can be destroyed, you will receive an additional A+8,000... …It seems like we don’t need to directly confront Sauron in Mordor. We just need to follow Aragorn, the Human King. I remember that all three of them are very good at fighting?”

"Ha, running away from a challenge is not an option, Gunnir." The strong Russian man laughed, patting the other's shoulder when the latter's cheeks stiffened. "It's precisely because you failed to persist to the end that the Lord God chose me to be the captain. It's just an A-level mission. A real man must confront you head-on!"

"I just don't want to fight with wild dogs in the mud." Gunnir glared at him angrily. "Please, this is a team fight, a team fight! We are even the second-to-last weakest. If we mess around again, people will die!"

"First of all, let me correct you, it's a wolf. Being unable to defeat a dog is much worse than being unable to defeat a wolf, Gunnir." The Russian...perhaps also the captain of the Arctic team smiled indifferently, then became serious again, and clicked nod. "But what you said makes sense. We are not strong, and we were not the first to arrive. This means that we have lost the opportunity, and it may be difficult to regain the advantage immediately... The Nanyanzhou team should soon Come and greet us, and not in a very friendly way. Because they definitely want to form an alliance with us, and they also want to dominate this alliance."

"Yeah, that makes sense." Gunnier nodded. "Then what?"

"What then?"

"Then what should we do! Kampavsky, you stupid wolf! You don't think that something like this that you can think of with your appendix is ​​so nutritious for us!"

"Uh... let's have a fight first?" The Russian scratched his head. "Anyway... no matter what, we are actually stronger?"

He was right, they were indeed stronger.

If a team without wise men can reach this stage, it is indeed relatively strong.

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Two days before the Central Continent team arrived.

Gondor, the borders of Rohan. Somewhere in the snowfield.

The long-haired oriental young man looked to the east. In the distant sky above Mordor, thunder shone brightly on the cloud-covered earth.

"Interesting... In the team battle between the four teams, the main god accelerated. Has someone become strong enough, or is there something strange among these four teams? And... is Zhongzhou actually stronger? Maybe, I will meet someone Two familiar faces?”

The mask has not yet been lifted, and there are still several reincarnations moving behind the young man. Some of them seemed to be afraid of him and didn't dare to take any extra action at all. The other part is different from the former, looking around and considering the new people.

A girl with beautiful blond hair took two steps forward. She had her hands on her hips and a pair of daggers on her belt.

"What do you think of our current situation? Zhao Zukong."

"What do you think?" The long-haired young man's neck was exaggeratedly tilted back more than a hundred degrees. "Well... I do have some opinions."

His gaze was gentle, but like a blade, it passed silently across the girl's neck. Perhaps in another world line, he had already taken off the girl's head at this moment.

But here, he just smiled meaningfully.

"There is a omen in my heart, which tells me that I will gain extraordinary gains in this world. So... forget it this time."

The mask of light disappeared, and he moved forward, stepping into the wind and snow that had risen at an unknown time.

"The East American team is left to you, my dear Alexandra, show your mettle and kill Nanyan and Beibing. If you succeed before I come back, there will be a small reward for you. "

He disappeared.

The girl with two swords suddenly turned red.

"Who... who is your 'dear'! Bastard! I haven't agreed to date you yet, Zhao Zhukong!" She exhaled heavily, then shook her head vigorously. "Forget it, we can't count on him. Let's do it ourselves... Tsk, let me, a newcomer who has only entered two worlds, take command... How did you fight in the previous team battles?"

she asked with some confusion.

Unfortunately, there was no reply. The East American team's past teamfighting style is like a mystery, and those familiar with it are tight-lipped.

But no matter how amateur you are, you still have to take action.