Chapter 168 The Light on the Horizon

This time, the incoming flames were even faster.

It flew over with a snap, and soon!

Almost in an instant, he came to the front.

The surrounding soldiers could clearly perceive the hot heat coming from above, and despite the thick armor, they still couldn't block it.

Many people were in despair, and Hjordun did not expect that Saruman would master such powerful witchcraft. If he had known, he might have broken through earlier.

"No one can stop me." Looking at the trajectory of the flame ball, Saruman's expression was numb, and his eyes were cold.

He has not lived in vain these years. Not only has he forged many siege weapons, "One Twenty", he has also cultivated more powerful orcs, and his own cultivation strength has also not fallen.

Because of Sauron's help, his magic power is not as good as before.

It was almost tenfolded, and Sauron also revealed to him many terrifying magics that had been lost.

Now he is no longer the weak and ignorant white-robed wizard, but a trembling dark wizard.

"Today is the day my name is rectified. Everyone should remember my existence."

Saruman finally felt the pleasure brought by strength. Sure enough, only the strong can possess the power to dominate the world, and the weak ants are only worthy of breathing in the shadow of the strong.

He wants to become one of the most powerful beings; he wants power, he wants to rule, he wants to spread his cruel beliefs, and he wants to stand on the top of the world and overlook all beings.

The flaming ball slowly fell under Saruman's gaze, and it seemed that the next moment, he could see the tragic scene of the death of the King of Rohan.

Perhaps the figure would be melted by the high temperature without even wailing in the shadows.

At this moment, Hjordun couldn't help but feel a little helpless.

He still wants to see the day when the strong orcs are defeated, but is it already necessary to leave the stage early?

He also had ambitions in his heart and wanted to be a hero.

But now it seems that the hero, the wise master, does not seem to be so easy to take on.

This position, this title, represents not only supreme glory but also profound responsibility.

The reason why a hero is called a hero is that he bears the vision of most people and exists.

The color of confusion flashed in his eyes, just when Hjordun felt that his lifespan was short.

A hurricane suddenly started.

Suddenly a crystal arrow was shot in the distance.

The arrow came first, and the next moment it penetrated the incoming flame ball, and then it brought out bursts of frost, which directly dissolved the fiery temperature.

The huge flame ball disintegrated directly in the air and turned into a series of dissipated fireworks, and the crystal arrow did not stop its momentum after penetrating the flame ball but still flew towards the distance.

"Boom!" The arrow fell to the ground and exploded directly in the army of the strong orcs, followed by bursts of cold air.

Wherever the breath passed, everything was frozen, and those strong orcs who stood around too late to dodge directly turned into ice sculptures, and with the vibration, they shattered into ice cubes.

In one blow, nearly 100 were killed or injured.

Saruman's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help turning his head to look at where the arrow came from.

I saw a figure on the distant mountain peak, but slowly along the mountain, appeared above the horizon.

The figure was carrying the light behind his back, revealing darkness, and under the light, he could only drive to the eldest son who was holding up in his hand.

"Damn it, it's that guy!" Despite the distance, Saruman with sharp eyes could clearly see the person who came, and his expression became a little frightened…

Of course, he knew who it was.

That was a terrifying figure that even Sauron couldn't do anything about.

Thinking of the great battles that had taken place over Mordor over the years, he could still see it vividly, and felt terrified.

Unexpectedly, he appeared on his battlefield now.

Just as he was thinking, on the hills, the sound of heavy hoofs sounded again.

In the sky above the hills, one after another silhouettes slowly showed their heads from behind.

Under the shadow of the dusk, the armors worn by the figures were so shining, they were like divine soldiers descending from the sky, radiating brilliance.

This is not the small army that has been harassing them all around, but a huge army.

The sudden change also made the soldiers of Rohan come back to their senses. They looked at the figure that appeared on the hills.

"It's reinforcements, reinforcements are coming!"

Everyone's expressions became excited, as if they had experienced the rest of their lives after a catastrophe, and Hjordun also recovered. His face flushed and he shouted:

"Warriors of Rohan, we are not fighting alone, we have comrades in arms, kill with me, kill all these ugly things! For this reason, protect our loved ones, our homeland."

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The soldiers of Rohan began to charge, pouring in towards the gap, and smashed all the powerful orcs they encountered in front of them to the ground.

On the mountainside, Carl also gave an order, and thousands of arrows rose out of thin air.

Shadows pass by.

"Boom boom boom!"

The sky was booming, and countless explosions rang out in the army of the strong orcs.