6 Chapter 6

[Master, why he doesn't try to spawn the beasts of Epic War, would be of great help

As the minotaurs, dragon riders, or the titans or better still the generals

Like that knight skeleton of fire with his great ax...]

"If they would be of great help Galvarino, but I need to Angmar for that, they have the tools to father those creatures, but for the moment we can create some like the goblins with wings... you understand me Galvarino... but it will take a while to make it happen... or maybe not".

Angel called his crows and bats to look for information about an icy continent or one is mostly frozen.

Several weeks later he received information about a continent that most of him was winter, this led Angel to think that if he conquered that land could come the builders could come to Angmar but all good news carried a bad, the empire that controls that continent was very powerful, be they ordinary soldiers, archers, artillery, magic each of the legions could be compared to the Uruk-hai but the latter were not afraid, it may be something minor but it was a big difference between normal people and others who were Corrupted.

Angel as he did with the continent of the rock, I carry a few hordes and several dwarf builders and Uruks, the first thing he did was conquer a city that was a little further from other cities, so no one suspected anything, after a few hours a dwarf informed him about some people wanting to talk to him.

Seeing the people with cars knew who they were, they are the builders of Angmar, but instead of being black Numenoreans, Angel as always asked for the plans, however as some were always missing, like the semi-trolls buildings that created the semi-trolls of ice, swamp and wolf packs, the building of the forge, the tower of the sorcerers, but at least there was the house of the Black Numenoreans and to finish the fortress of Angmar.

Angel immediately ordered the construction of the fortress and the house of the Numenór. Several weeks later the slavers appeared saying that slaves wanted Angel, thinking a little asked the wolf riders and upon hearing this the slavers touched their horns with their iconic call in the game, and out of nowhere had appeared fog as thick as a snowstorm. And there they were, giant wolves with gundabad orc riders with their shields and swords in fur coats like poncho and slavers with a giant horse as amount, Angel ordered them to explore and mark the cities for their next attack.

Several days later Angel received the reports of the slavers, about 140 km from where they were found snow trolls being enslaved, hearing this was like the first mission of the Angmar campaign, 'I can meet Rogash if I free all enslaved semi-trolls, but since I'm going to get the swamp semi-trolls if they're gone, I'll never be able to build the forge.' By several Angel with black huargo and with the wolf riders began to free as many snow semi-trolls as possible, in one of their rescues they found a large herd of wolves being attacked by soldiers now with these wolves can already create cages but as they have no your building's plans won't be able to create more at the moment.

There were too many semi-trolls gathered to tell, but the biggest problem was his obedience, so for several days Angel tried to find Rogash, but there was no way there was no sign of him.

Several months passed but the semi-trolls continued to increase and while also their problems of obedience, however, this was solved, Rogash had appeared, along with a large group of swamp semi-trolls, these wore a full body armor and large two-handed hammers while Rogash wore full armor along with a large sword carrying a hand.

Angel seeing how a problem was solved but there were others left to be solved, now Angel was standing in front of Rogash, it must be said of how you expect an elite version of the trolls, this was 'thin' compared to the other common trolls.

Several months passed, the icy continent had not a single moment of peace, either side there were skirmishes, mini-battles and large-scale wars, and the sky also did not have peace, you could see flying beasts of all kinds fighting with dragons, the war between Angel's empire and forces there was no advance from who will be the winner. Angel had no choice but to take matters into my own hands.

Angel had asked the dwarves and swamp trolls to create a custom-made one for him along with a bow, spear, and rounders, predominant in his tribe, the dwarves and trolls had a great time to create this armor and weapons. They had to work for days and nights to create such things.

There were too many semi-trolls gathered to tell, but the biggest problem was his obedience, so for several days Angel tried to find Rogash, but there was no way there was no sign of him.

Angel finally saw his armor, the chest was skull-shaped in the pectorals there were eye sockets and in the mouth of the stomach was the nose in them was smoke as if something was burning inside, the Guineans in the parts of the knee were shaped like a skull with the same smoke from the breastplate, the shoulder pads had spikes facing upwards, in the arms and forearms were like scales but looking up but at once inwards and finally the helmet there were only two holes for the eyes, in Angel's signs protruded two horn looking back but at once five horns were forming a crown.

The predominant color of the armor was black with violet while in the center came red smoke was extremely dominant, as it was common the king did not put the armor put it his servants or soldiers but in this case it was the dwarves who placed the armor, as it was custom made Angel felt he was wearing armor, was as light as any garment were it not for the details.

And now the next to come was the swamp trolls, they brought three weapons, there was a spear, half about 2 meters long not counting the tip, the handle was black made purely of metal but with friction giving the result that it would never escape the hand and the tip was red mean about 12 cm, the spear leaves were too sharp they could easily pierce the scales of Drogoth's spine, there was also an arch, from point to medium point about two impressive meters, no matter where you looked was impressive but still plus its golden color but with its red rope even more and finally some rounders, its strings were chains that were unlocked alone, the balls feeling contact with any surface activated a barbed mechanism soaked with paralyzing poison penetrating some horrifying 30 cm.

For a month there were no fights, because they organized a singular fight between the two kings, it is this fight will be decided who would be the winner.

In the distance you could see two great armies, only by the length of their ranks covered several kilometers, in each of the armies you could see different beasts one more frightening than the other but when they looked not confronted as always, in the means of the armies opened a line so they can pass their masters.

Upon arrival they looked at each other for several minutes, until the horns of the Haradrim rang and the fight officially began.

The emperor wore a golden armor with a dragon helmet along with a long sword and kite-shaped shield on the other hand Angel with his armor with his spear, at first tested his opponent's abilities but gradually his combat was vicious, although it was one against one each side when seeing such magnificent combat boiled their blood, the Uruks-hai hit their spears with the ground or struck their swords with their shields, this provoked a chain reaction on both sides, their cries could be heard by hundreds of miles like the roars of the beasts.

Several hours passed but there was no winning side, the fighters had great cuts anywhere on his body, Angel had a vicious cut on his ribs and legs but the emperor was the same, now he could not raise his shield because Angel cut the main joint of the left arm but at the same time, there was a hole in the right chest.

On the night that same day the fight ended, Angel won but pyrrhic his right arm did not move and left leg was the same however the emperor was dead, the spear was nailed where the nose was, the army upon seeing such attack became enraged and charged to kill the author (not me to him, even my seemed rather shameless).

For several days and nights the war ended, the empire was destroyed from the root, Angel had not a single army had kept a portion of it just to function him as he thought.

If anyone saw the battle now there was a river purely made of blood, there were all kinds of black, green, red, if there were other colors they could make a rainbow but no.

Several weeks later Angel was back in action, as he was bored he went to accompany the black Numenoreans in a city conquest, saw as guards, elders, women, children killed but the rarest had not touched the animals, he was walking down the quiet streets indifferent that the city was being massacred, crossing in a corner had seen a dog, the dog barked but Angel did not care so much however approached him, Angel used to have dogs so wise as they behaved as they, the first thing he always did was let his guard down so that the animal does not feel threatened, the second thing he did was put his hand in front of the dog's nose and the rest takes care of the can.

Angel thought that breed the dog until he remembered the name, it was a Tibetan mastiff, as now he had no owner made it his own but as it was weak he 'improved' based experiments, after a few weeks the can was the same size as a huargo but also to kill them, he was a huargos-hunting dog now but later became a human hunter when Angel got bored.

When Angel was recovering the dwarves and goblins brought vital information for future attacks, they had captured all kinds of wizards for the Sorcerer King, and rescued dark archmages or the warlocks from Angmar, hearing this they will finally be able to create creatures from Epic War or different games.

Several weeks later they finally brought the materials to create the skeleton knight along with his mount, weapon, and armor, took several days to create his armor and armor but his mount would be done after creating him.

In a modified Angmar fortress, you could hear how they created life, inside a well full of magic they were finally able to create the skeleton knight, when it was about to end his armor, weapon, and dragon fire. The next moment as if there was no gravity appeared floating from the cesspool but empty of magic only to try to create it, there he was in his great armor and his immense ax, the swamp trolls lifted him and took him to Angel's front and in the next instant the skeletal body caught fire and as the trolls were magically cut in half no one saw how the movement did except Angel and the Sorcerer king.

The skeleton knight stood up straight, in the game he looked small but it was quite the opposite the average 2.10 m while his average ax 3 m long, imposing in simple words, first, he was confused but his thoughts were interrupted by the great decks spinning in his direction, he prepared to fight but a voice was heard in the background.

"Put down your weapons, it is normal for me to react like this, quiet knight will not hurt him, first of all, I am your teacher, creator or father, I am the one who created you to help me conquer lands and that of another world."

"Father... Creator... Master... because I'm lonely... something's missing..."

"What you lack is your horse, quiet we will create it in a little while when the well regains its power, for the moment speaks with the dwarves to inform you of this world, for now, I will bring the materials to create your horse, we will see you in a few days." skeleton nods while a dwarf takes him around talking about what happened lately.

After several days you could hear the squealing of a horse, but not just any horse, this was a giant horse that instead of having hair there was fire (dragon fire) on his neck, legs and tail, his eyes had no pupils only called, its size was about 2 to the cross, but just as the gentleman felt something was missing, within a while his 'soul' twin appeared. Angel once felt great power from the gentleman but now sitting on his horse that power increased twice as much.

In the game he said that he was the best at what he did, he inspired fear among his friends and allies, he was like a magical knight, his magic was to be able to temporarily increase the power of the soldiers, he could summon a castle created minions that at the same time healing, it was also said that if you wanted to achieve a victory with few casualties he was the perfect candidate, no one dared say that it was not the best support that was in his time.

Rogash had challenged the skeleton knight without his mount but only received a beating so brutal that several elves had to treat him for weeks however challenged him again but with his mount, this time he only took a blow, the horse grabbed race and the gentleman only swayed his giant ax to Rogash's chest, if he had chosen the waist there would be a split Rogash in the middle. From that day no one dared to defy his authority as second supreme commander, the first was the sorcerer-king.

Several days later a Balrog appeared, it took a few days to come but I arrived, today was to create an inferno, a titan of fire, from the waist to the bass was a tornado of fire, from the waist up the titan had armor of plates, with common metal shoulder pads like any other, protection on his forearms, his hands were not fingers but claws purely made of fire, his head directly had no mouth only had fangs, milk-white eyes and finally giant horns looking forward but slightly curved upwards, that was a common fire titan but this one no, this was going to be special.

Several weeks passed, now only the last ingredient was missing for the fire titan to come out, his armor is purely made of metals with a great affinity to fire, his plate armor was designed purely for him, in the center of the breastplate excelled a dragon-shaped head, the shoulder pads had three sharp beaks pointing to the heavens, the forearms were created until they ended up by the elbows creating a sharp tip, the titan's armor had fabrics covering around their 'waists', in the arms and finally covering his neck.

When they threw the set an explosion was created, without repeating the same mistake the trolls prepared to fight with weapons with affinities to ice or water, but they would not use them because Angel put some of his blood, making this I created a connection with the titan.

As its name indicates its size was titanic at least it could measure about 60-70 m in height, its flames would embarrass the dragons was extremely powerful, when using the body of a Balrog he was like the skin of one but by the armor and fabrics, thanks to the set his appearance was more than dominant, his claw-like hands expelled fire just as he breathed, at first he was confused but when I look down or specifically at Angel true that there was a connection between the two when he, I look down only to create an earthquake that shook several kilometers later lowered his hand to raise Angel, after taking him to the height of his eyes he could see what his master looked like.

"Ma... Is... Tro... Co... Mo... I... all... mo..." he said in a voice that instead of sounding deep it was as if something was exploding.

"Even when you were born you're very smart for someone of your size like that, plus you owe me a strength and a few dark warlocks, you destroyed everything...*sigh* I guess I'll forgive you, I had to wait for this but good... a name... What name suits you...? "

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