() The Ringwraith traded its injuries for this precious opportunity. It used its unique skill, Dark Breath. Anyone who has watched The Lord of the Rings knows that in addition to the fearful aura that everyone fears, the Ringwraith's breath (called Dark Breath)

) is even more terrifying. These breaths contain unknown spiritual poisons. Victims infected by the dark breath or dark shadow will fall into endless despair, nightmares, coma, and even death.

In the movies, the most famous victims of the Dark Breath are Faramir (the second son of the Regent of Gondor), Éowyn (the princess of Rohan) and Merry in the War of the Ring, but they were all used by Aragorn.

King grass cured it.

It seems that except for Aragorn falling from the sky, there is no other way to save Wang Lie at this time.

"Hahaha, the breath of darkness, this is the breath of darkness." The Nazgul laughed wildly in a hoarse voice.

At this time, Wang Lie still maintained the thrusting action. His eyes were wide open, as if he was suffering from great despair. His sharp sword penetrated the body of the Nazgul, but it did not seem to cause much damage to it.

The Ringwraith kicked away the defenseless human being in front of him. The human being infected by the breath of darkness was definitely dead. Even if he lingered, he would not survive for a few days. What he was more interested in was the one who was still struggling to resist fear.

Mountain monster.

"How interesting! How does fear feel?" The Ringwraith silently landed next to Jamie. It looked at the mountain monster that was still fighting with interest.

"Jamie must be strong, Jamie must defeat fear!" But the answer was Jamie's own words, as if this little mountain monster had fallen into some hallucination at this time.

"Can't bear my fear, protect yourself!"

"Hey, this is some kind of protective magic!" Two red lights suddenly shot out from the hood, and the Ring Spirit seemed to realize something: "Hey, why does this ring look so familiar?" It suddenly saw the ring on the mountain monster's right finger.

ring.

"This is..." The red light in the hood kept flashing, showing the ring spirit's restless state of mind at this moment.

"Troll Guardian! I didn't expect such a guy to actually appear." The hoarse voice of the Ring Spirit sounded slowly, and there seemed to be a lot of confusion in its voice.

"But this is very easy to handle. Just present this ring to Lord Sauron," the Ring Spirit said coldly.

"Now that you are useless, I will bring back your head. Perhaps one day you will be embedded in Lord Sauron's throne."

The shrill sword slowly sliced ​​through the air, bringing out streaks of black cold light. The Nazgul held the sword high and stabbed at the small mountain monster.

"If you hurt a hair on my hand, I will kill you immediately!"

Suddenly, the ring spirit felt a terrible breath coming from behind it. It seemed to have seen its own future fate, and it seemed to have seen countless horrific death fantasies.

This feeling does not come from the heart or spirit, but from the soul, which has long been decayed and numb.

"You're a guy who knows a lot about fear." A cold voice came from behind, and the Ring Spirit even felt its dry body tremble slightly.

It screamed shrilly, and its whole body hit behind it at an extremely fast speed.

"Hey, it's so fast. It seems your master is interesting." The voice seemed to blend into the wind and seemed to be hidden in the clouds.

"How is it possible, how can he be so fast?" The Ring Spirit slashed countless swords, but none of them hit the enemy. This guy's speed was simply a few points faster than the ghost.

"No, no, this is not reality!" Suddenly the Ring Spirit seemed to know something. It touched its face, which was rough but shiny, and its hands glowed with a healthy wheat color.

"I unknowingly fell into the illusion caused by fear." The Ring Spirit roared, and the terrifying howl immediately brought it back to reality.

As soon as it regained consciousness, it discovered that the trees around it had been chopped down, and a clearing of about 10 meters in radius had been "cleared".

But the human being who had just been struck by the breath of darkness was now standing 10 meters away, looking at it with a half-smile.

"How come you're not dead yet? It's impossible!" I don't know why, but when it faces this human being, some cowardly emotions will burst out. It has experienced the feeling of anxiety for the first time in its life since putting on the Lord of the Rings.

I even felt that I might die during this mission.

"Hey, how can people be afraid of your kind of attack if they don't have despair and fear? To put it bluntly, that kind of attack is just a kind of mental poison." At this time, Wang Lie oh no, at this time the scavenger smiled, blood red

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he slowly approached the Nazgul.

The slashing sword in his left hand was now corroded and tattered, and the weapon was no longer usable.

The scavenger slowly put the sword back into the space, and then he took out the sharp knife.

"In fact, the more people or monsters use fear, the more fear they have in their hearts than ordinary people. It's just that they make others afraid, so they think they are no longer afraid."

The scavenger slowly approached the Nazgul, and the sharp knife made crisp sounds in his hand.

This slow walk seemed to the Nazgul to be like mountains coming towards him, and every step the human took was like a mountain pressing on him.

"What on earth are you that are so weird?" the ring spirit's hoarse voice sounded.

"Haha, I would like to find out what you are, um, Mr. Nazgul," the scavenger laughed.

At this time, the scavenger was only five meters away from it.

In an instant, the Ring Spirit suddenly felt countless fears spewing out, like an erupting Doomsday volcano, swallowing up everything in it. It could do nothing but be helpless and tremblingly accept its fate. This feeling came from the soul.

, spirit, body.

"Isn't this more honest? Your resistance is much worse than that of the orcs. Your advantage has now become your fatal disadvantage." The scavenger stood in front of the Ringwraith. He looked at the fear in his heart.

The trembling Nazgul.

"No, you can't kill me, I am immortal." The Ring Spirit roared, waving its piercing long sword towards Wang Lie who was nearby.

A dexterous dodge sweeper avoided the attack, grabbed the attacker's wrist with his left hand, and stabbed the sharp knife into the heart of the Nazgul.

"It's useless to resist, it will only increase your pain." The scavenger smiled slightly, and the two of them seemed to be hugging each other.

"Now let me see what this body can bear." With a smile, the Scavenger stabbed the Nazgul again, again and again...
Chapter completed!