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, fell headlong, and was picked up by the emir who was waiting at the bottom.

Another demigod, together with the five gods of the underworld in the third row, turned around and rushed towards the forest.

Behind Hades, in the direction of Helm's Deep, the sound of dragon chant descended from the sky, and the fiery fire rushed to the back of Hades.

Two of the six demigods had no choice but to turn around again and face the black dragon; the other four continued to rush towards the forest.

"Little dog, be good. Let's lure them away." On the dragon's back, Imerton hugged the long and (relatively) slender dragon's neck tightly, with a gentle tone, as if coaxing a child.

The black dragon raised its head, spewed out a few sparks from its nose, flapped its wings twice, and suddenly it was like a roller coaster, changing from straight down to straight up.Behind him, the two demigods were chasing after him.

The moment the other four demigods rushed across the forest line, there was laughter behind them. At the same time, the moon blade silently pierced through the chest of the last demigod and flew out from the front with a rain of blood.

Directly above Eisengar, Hades sensed that the situation was different, and stabbed Glorfindel straight with his sword.The blond elf blocked with a horizontal sword, but at the last moment, he swung the sword obliquely to the left abdomen of Hades, not avoiding it, letting the black sword edge sink into his left rib, then grabbed the upper end of the blade, raised his head and showed a bright smile at Hades .

In the sky, golden blood and red blood splashed down at the same time, hit the energy barrier, aroused dots of soft white light, and then flowed along the barrier to the mountains, grasslands and rivers outside Eisen.

At this time, Gandalf's staff protruded forward and hit the left chest of Hades.Hades let go of the black sword and backed away at full speed, suddenly felt something strange behind him, stopped slightly, Gandalf's staff had reached his chest, and the white flame was like a dragon, staining Hades' chest.

High in the sky, in the forest, the five living demigods roared in fright, turning around at the same time and rushing to the place where the god of the underworld was, regardless of the scarred opponents.

A servant god suddenly fell from the sky, Moon Blade came back with blood again, and Zhao Yingkong bent over and coughed up blood on the Green Goblin skateboard, laughing sweetly.

Amir rushed forward a few steps and threw the spear of judgment with all his strength. The golden light streaked across the sky and pierced into the back of another servant. The golden energy burst and the god disappeared. Afterwards, the spear of judgment drew a long arc and pierced deep into the field.

Emir fell to the ground, not including a few serious injuries, blood began to bleed all over his body, and his skin was also cracked and festered.

Surrounded by white flames, the God of Hades sighed and looked back. On the grassy slopes and beside the river, the handsome elf hadn't drawn his bow. Around him, dwarves and a few humans held various weapons and stared at him.

"You won." Hades turned his head and stared at Gandalf, "However, you know very well that this is just the beginning."

On the back of the eagle, Gandalf bowed his head slightly, and threw his long sword backwards, piercing the body of the last servant who came back from the forest.At this time, Bai Yan had completely engulfed the Underworld God.

In the distant Western God Realm, all the main gods shook at the same time and turned their attention to this battlefield.

In the sky, the little dog folded its wings and swooped down, grasping with both paws, and grabbed the servant who was slightly behind, flapped its wings and stopped suddenly, raised its paws, and spit fire at him angrily, until the man melted in the dragon flames for ashes.

On the back of the black dragon, Imerton comforted weakly: "It's okay, it's just a hit on your stomach and a hit on my back. It can be cured. Don't be angry. Zheng Zha is not here, we are still alive, Good luck."

The last demigod stopped opposite Gandalf, looked around in disbelief, and asked, "What have you done? What have you done!"

Gandalf looked at him mournfully. "What about you? Why are you here? I am sorry, but I now believe that the peoples of Middle-earth had to fight for their existence and their freedom - because, you, really did not care."

The god roared in despair, raised his sword and chopped down.

Guanhaier slanted, Gandalf's staff hit the opponent's head, the white light was dazzling, and after that, the god disappeared.

Gandalf paused, and turned to look at the silent, smiling passenger on the other hawk.

Glorfindel's face was full of joy, and he nodded to Gandalf, then his smile narrowed slightly, he raised his head, glanced at the blue sky and scorching sun, then gently closed his eyes, leaned down, and did not move again, his hands were still tightly held Two very different long swords.The giant eagle flew him to the high mountains in the north, circling among the peaks, crying endlessly.

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A day later, there was an underground cave somewhere under the Misty Mountain.

"His injuries are of the same nature as Zheng Zha's, but to a lesser extent." Erlund's face was pale, and he kept busy beside the sleeping Emir, "It's all caused by excessive use of strength. Don't worry , You handled it well at that time, he survived, and maybe he can recover his combat power in three to five days."

Imherton breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, I'm worried...then Zheng Zha...?" His voice became tense again.

"His injury is beyond imagination." Errond paused, looked up at Imerton, whose expression suddenly stiffened, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly, "Fortunately, his recovery is also beyond imagination. I soaked him in a In the recovery liquid whose preparation method has been lost—my adoptive father gave me a few crystals back then, and said that if I encountered this kind of injury and the conditions were right, I would melt them away with the tree shepherd's fountain of life..." He paused, lost in thought for a moment, then went on, "His father invented them, but..." He shook his head and stopped talking.

"Looking at it now, King Fino's crime of 'violating the oracle and killing his own people' and his ending of 'being proud and underestimating the enemy, advancing alone, being surrounded by demons, and dying in a fierce battle', the inside story may not be exactly as rumored. " Imerton commented mildly.

"This secret hiding place originally belonged to his only grandson, the creator of the three elf rings..." Erlund lowered his head and resumed his busy work: "No matter what. Anyway, Zheng Zha is lucky, your Immediate treatment works, and it's not far from the tree shepherd's territory, plus, I happen to keep those crystals all the time—ten days, he will definitely wake up within ten days."

Emerton's face stretched, and then became heavy again: "I hope the gods will give us enough time."

"Well," Erlund responded, and then said, "but don't worry too much. Gandalf has contacted the brown-clothed wizard and the two blue-clothed wizards. At least the brown-clothed wizard will participate in the battle. Also, the character of the gods, love They have different hatreds and responsibilities, and they don’t completely obey the God-King. My premonition tells me that some of them will lean towards us.” He looked up at Imerton and raised his eyebrows, “Besides, if we get to that When the time comes, I naturally have my way."

Imerton was silent, he didn't want to ask what the method was.

Glorfindel, the detached, cheerful Glorfindel, who is full of vitality in various expressions, is no longer here...

From a small hole next to the hall, there were childish voices, those were the children of Gondor and Rohan's combatants—Aragorn's only son, and Errond's grandson was among them.

fair enough.

Emerton took a step back and saluted his chest: "Then, let me say goodbye to you first, my injury is no longer a hindrance. Please take care, we are in Eisengar, knowing that you will take care of our back, we will be more at ease .”

"Go, warrior." Erlund's voice was elf's unique crisp and melodious, but these words had the sound of gold and iron.

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Eisenger.

Gandalf was as busy as a spinning top.The new brown-clothed wizard is very nice and powerful, but there is no one who can make trouble or be unreliable than him...

As soon as Imerton arrived, he was called over by Grantriel.

"I heard that you returned the Ring of Fire to Gandalf before the battle?" Grantriel stood by the Isen River, her blond hair was still shining, but her face was very old, but her eyes could still see people's heart.

"The mentor lent it to me before I went to the ice field, because I knew there would be a tough battle." Emerton explained, "But I don't have a special affinity for the fire element, and it is obviously much more powerful in the hands of the mentor. "

Grantriel smiled: "What about the other elements? What element do you have the best affinity for?"

"...It's all the same." Imerton felt a little embarrassed. "Except for the negative energy, mainly the power of the undead, I have a deeper grasp of the power of other magic powers. I can use them all, but..."

Grantriel sighed, and said softly, "My time is almost up. I don't plan to prolong it on purpose—it's meaningless if you can't participate in the battle. Would you like to wear the Ring of Water for a while, and after the battle, do it for it again." Identify a suitable custodian?"

"Your husband..." Imerton looked at her questioningly.

"He is a pure fighter, and he is unwilling." Grantriel said simply.

Emerton was silent for a moment, then bowed his head respectfully: "As you wish. If I am alive after the war, I will do my best to fulfill your entrustment."

Grantriel smiled in relief: "These days, if you have any questions, just come to me." She turned around, and the white skirt slid across the green grass, like a morning mist that was dissipating.

A day later, two wizards in blue arrived.Two days later, a group of elves descended from the sky at night.

When Imerton arrived, the leader with black hair and silver armor was talking to Gandalf.He has a shield behind his back, a sword at his side, and a flute in his hand. His brows are full of elegance, and his voice is like a clear spring: "...because of the fall of the god of the underworld and his servants, at the council of gods, the god of the sea and the god of casting There was a disagreement with the God King again, and the return of the Demon King and the expedition of the Hades were questioned. In any case, the God King still insisted on fighting again, but the Sea God and the God of Forging refused to participate. The god of casting took care of it together, so the god of casting found a chance to resurrect and release us a few—the residence supervision of the kings and princes is relatively tight, and he does not want to disobey the king too much. He just told us that this time the king, the king, The God of Hunting and the God of Fighting will not only bring