Sheyan did not even twitch his eyebrows when the blade landed on his body. He was as calm as a rock.
Melody, on the other hand, let out a cry of surprise. She pulled the bowstring of her ordinary-looking bow slightly, and a dazzling green light shot out from the bowstring. The native who injured Sheyan staggered two steps back and screamed in pain. A large hole had been blasted open on his wrist. The green light slowly dissipated, revealing the white bones around the wound.
He silently took a large stride forward and plunged his saber into the stomach of the native. Amidst the native's miserable screams, he stuck close to the native and used this unlucky native who was in excruciating pain as a human shield to block in front of him.
The next second, several flying axes chopped down on the native's body, reaping his life. A flaming bottle smashed onto the native's back one after another, igniting a raging fire. At this time, Sheyan kicked the unlucky native in the chest and sent him flying.
At the same time, Reef's silver claw gripped the throat of an aboriginal and tore it apart. Blood spurted out as the aboriginal was flung to the opposite side. Reef then retreated into a nearby teleportation formation building while fighting.
The shaman who controlled the teleportation formation wanted to run away when he saw that the situation was bad, but his sarcastic words from before had attracted enough hatred for him. Franklin's staff was already pointed at him from afar. The shaman could feel the intense magic fluctuation in the air, so he stood there obediently as if a sniper rifle was pointing at him. However, the shaman whose face was smeared with oil still refused to back down.
"You foolish infidels! How dare you cause trouble in Eriador! If you don't repent, you'll be tied to the back of a workhorse and dragged to death! "
Sheyan wiped off his sweat, or perhaps blood as he coldly uttered.
"Shut him up," he said coldly.
At this time, the patrols on the street also rushed over. The group of indigenous guides immediately rushed over as if they had seen their second parents, and a series of complaints burst out. The leader of the patrol team whipped the Orc slave warriors several times to get them ready for battle. They roared ferociously. It was obvious that the patrol team had no intention of giving Sheyan and the rest a chance to explain themselves.
But just as the patrol team leader was yelling at the Orc slaves to come forward, Melody was obviously unhappy with the treatment they received. She instantly raised her longbow and shot an arrow at an astonishing speed.
After the arrow was released, her face turned pale.
A dazzling green light appeared in the air and disappeared in a flash!
The burly captain in full armour froze. An extremely strange and indescribable expression appeared on his face. His left hand trembled violently, as if he wanted to touch his throat, but he seemed to have lost all strength. An ordinary-looking arrow, or rather, a tree branch with green leaves, had nailed itself to his throat.
This strange scene made it seem as if the tree branch was growing out of his throat!
But all of a sudden, the tree branch exploded into a green mist, which slowly dissipated into nothingness. In the next second, a blood mist sprayed out, extending several meters into the air. Everyone could clearly see that a deep fist-sized crater had been blasted open on the throat of this muscular captain, with red flesh curling out from it!
Following the rapid loss of his life force, the captain slumped onto the incomparably hard ground. Blood gradually gushed out from the massive wound on his neck, soaking the ground. The surrounding people let out a cry of surprise!
Seizing this great opportunity, Sheyan walked over to the Shaman who was controlling the teleportation formation without hesitation.
"Adjust the teleportation formation for us immediately!"
"Shut up, you infidel! If you don't release me, argh!!!! "
Sheyan swiped his saber across, then twisted his bloody ear and said coldly, "Don't worry about it.
"Do you need me to repeat myself?"
"I definitely won't.... argh!!!"
This time, there were two clumps of blood on the ground. It seemed to be another ear and a nose that had been cut off.
This time, Sheyan continued.
"10 seconds, I'll give you 10 seconds this time. Adjust the teleportation formation for us. The countdown starts now, 10, 9..."
"Yes, ma ma ma ma ma ma, but I don't have any suitable gems to provide energy. So what if I adjust it?"
"That's my problem. You have 5 seconds to fulfill my request. Otherwise, be prepared to bid farewell to your legs."
"No!!! I've already adjusted it! "
"You better not play any tricks, because I'll be the first to send you through the teleportation formation!"
"Wait a minute!! I seem to have forgotten to adjust the teleportation formation. I need to re-enter the coordinates here. "
Following that, the Shaman who was controlling the teleportation formation was completely sidelined. Franklin cast a 'Great Mirror Image' on Melody to create an illusion of her. He then took the lead and left through the teleportation formation, followed by Sheyan and Reef.
Melody, who was the last one to bring up the rear, leaped into the air. After shooting three arrows consecutively in the air, she hooked her longbow onto the corner of the roof above her. She then curled up her body and used the momentum to lightly leap onto the roof of the nearby building. Her movement cleverly avoided the five flying axes that were thrown at her. After that, he smashed through the window again and entered the hall where the teleportation formation was located. He successfully activated the teleportation formation, and the entire process was as smooth as flowing water. It was a pleasing sight to behold.
Before she was teleported away, Melody imitated Sheyan and smashed a bottle of potion on the ground. This bottle of potion was bought from a magic item shop in the Shire. It was called 'Mistletoe Potion'. It would produce a large number of parasitic plants within a certain range according to the power of nature injected into it.
Following the explosion of the potion, large clumps of mistletoe sprouted out from the ground. These dark green giant moss rapidly spread throughout the hall and grew into dark green bubbles the size of basketballs. Even if an Orc stepped into these bubbles, he would be entangled. No matter how much he howled and roared, he would find it difficult to pull his feet out of the bubbles. The mistletoe had also spread to the teleportation formation. Their strong and vigorous vitality had even caused slight damage to the structure of the teleportation formation.
Melody had injected the purest power of nature into the potion, so in theory, these damned mistletoe could grow for at least an hour. More importantly, the easiest way to get rid of these things was to burn them down, but the teleportation formation was too dangerous. Therefore, by the time Eriador's people cleaned up the place, Party Ace and the others had already left through the teleportation formation for at least 15 minutes. The Shaman who set up the teleportation formation for Party Ace had also been killed. Therefore, even if the Shaman wanted to chase after them, they would be powerless.
*****
Melody was the last one to step out of the teleportation circle. She staggered a little. Her calf was injured by the orc's flying axe. But when she looked around, she was stunned by the magnificent scenery she had never seen before.
They had appeared in a teleportation formation built on top of a mountain. The flag hanging next to the teleportation formation was the flag of Rohan. Even the powerful Dark Lord Sauron had to take a look at the swords of the Númenórean warriors. The mountain wind was blowing so hard that it felt like they were flying. When they looked around, they could see that they were surrounded by mountains on all sides and a great river flowing from west to east.
The surrounding mountains seemed to be protecting the valley below. Looking down from afar, in the center of the valley, there was a huge concentric circular city. The city was densely packed with buildings and the roads were straight. It could be seen that the city was still quite prosperous, and there were quite a lot of people going in and out.
The city was heavily guarded. It could even be called a fortress. However, under the nourishment of the river, the city was green and comfortable. There were also many trees and grasslands nearby.
The landmark of the city was a tower with a strange bifurcated top. It was located right in the center of the city. It was a strangely shaped tower. It was originally built by the ancient people to flatten Isengard. It was made up of four huge polyhedral stone pillars connected together. The top of the tower was split into sharp points like spears. There was a narrow space in the middle of the pillars. It was strange, tall, and majestic!
The design of this tower was unique even in the environment of Middle Earth. There was no mistaking it. This was the demonic tower known as Orthanc!
It was built in ancient times by ancient craftsmen. However, the tower did not look like a human creation. Instead, it looked like a skeleton that was pulled out from the ground. It was actually an isolated rock peak. Its black surface reflected light. The four huge polyhedrons were forcibly fused together, but when they reached the top, they split apart. The tip was as sharp as a spear, and the edge was as sharp as a blade. There was a platform between these sharp rocks. The polished and smooth ground was carved with many strange symbols. The person standing on the platform could overlook the ground from a height of nearly 500 feet above the ground!
Under normal circumstances, the person who could stay in Orthanc was the ruler of the city.
The person who now lived in Orthanc was a powerful and dignified man. He was the Chairman of the White Council, an acquaintance of Sheyan's, and could even be said to be his mentor!
Saruman!
Yes, this was one of the most famous fortresses on the continent!
Isengard! (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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