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Chapter 77 Azog

The explosion site was in a mess, with rubble all over the ground.

Black blood was everywhere, and the body parts of wargs and orcs were scattered everywhere.

Dui walked over, his wand in his hand moving non-stop, easily reaping the lingering orcs and wargs.

It wasn't until he arrived at Leader Oak's place and saw that he had only lost an arm and a leg that he raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"You're quite lucky, you're not dead yet?"

"Wizard, you have no idea who you are against!" The Orc leader threatened with fear in his eyes, his voice hoarse, "Our master possesses boundless power. He is the ruler of darkness. The whole world will prostrate at his feet, and you are powerless to stop him."

"Your master? Are you talking about the Sauron hiding in Dol Guldur?" Dui asked with a mocking look and a sneer.

But before he could say anything else, the Morgul arrow that almost hit Dui instantly pierced his head and killed him instantly.

After killing the Orc leader, Dui finally breathed a sigh of relief, not caring about the remaining Orcs and Wargs who escaped.

"Let me see where Gandalf and the others are?" Dui murmured as he took out the crystal of true knowledge.

"Hmm? What's going on?" Dui leaned closer to the crystal ball with wide eyes. "Why is there another Orc group? They've chased us to the cliff?"

Looking at Gandalf and his companions who were chased and forced to the cliff by the Orcs, and then looking at the Orc in the lead who was riding a white wolf, Dewi's eyes fell on this Orc.

Looking at the iron claw on one of his broken hands and the hateful look he gave Thorin, his identity was obvious.

"Could this be the Blasphemer—Azog? The leader of the Orcs?"

Gandalf in the mirror seemed to sense something and shouted in his direction: "Duir, we need your help!"

Dewi could not hear Gandalf's voice, but he knew he was asking for help.

He shook his head helplessly.

Gandalf had a really hard time. Although he was a Maia and possessed the strength of a demigod, his power was restricted and he could not use overly powerful magic.

Dewi had also secretly asked Gandalf before, and in Gandalf's obscure words, they (wizards) were not allowed to use magic too much, but needed to guide rather than replace the free people of Middle-earth to avoid destroying "free will".

In this regard, Dui just wanted to complain about Vera, who made the rules. He was no different from the leaders in the previous life. He wanted his subordinates to complete the tasks well, but gave them a lot of rules and regulations to restrict them.

It is no wonder that Gandalf would rather use his staff to hit people than to cast spells, so as to avoid having to worry too much about using magic.

Shaking off his messy thoughts, Dewi hurried towards Gandalf and the others.

By now they had been forced to hide in the trees.

If we don't go now, I'm afraid they will all fly away on giant eagles.

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At this time, on the top of the Misty Mountains,

When the two enemies, Thorin and Azog, met, they were extremely jealous of each other.

Thorin is shocked that Azog is not dead yet.

Azog also bears a grudge for having his arm cut off, and regards Thorin as a serious threat, vowing to kill him.

After all, Thorin Oakenshield got his name from the fact that Thorin once used oak as a shield and successfully cut off one of Azog's arms.

For this reason, Azog had previously offered a reward for Thorin's head.

Now he even leads the wolf riders to chase and intercept Thorin, vowing to kill him in the Misty Mountains.

"Look what I smell? It's the smell of fear." Azog looked at Thorin hiding in the tree and taunted him, "That's the smell your father had, Thorin, son of Thrain."

"Leave him to me and kill all the others!"

Following Azog's command, all the wolves climbed up the trees and bit them.

The Orks seemed to relish the dwarves' dying struggles, so instead of shooting them with arrows, they allowed the dire wolves to relentlessly pursue them until the dwarves were consumed by despair and fear. The dwarves, watching the giant wolf with its bared fangs below, fought back with their weapons while shouting for help.

"Think quickly about what to do! I don't want to end up in the stomachs of these giant wolves and be pulled out!"

"Where's Doyle? When will he come?"

"If only Duyle were here, he could just throw that crying grass over there and we wouldn't have to go through so much trouble!"

"Don't even think about it. Duir has thousands of Orcs and Wargs to deal with. How can we get rid of them so easily?"

Bilbo held onto the tree trunk tightly to avoid being shaken off by the giant wolf, and asked Gandalf hopefully, "Gandalf, do you know when Doir will come?"

Gandalf shook his head. "I can't guarantee that. After all, he's facing thousands of Orcs and Wargs. It's not easy to deal with them."

"And we can't rely on Duyle for everything. This is not good for either you or Duyle."

As he spoke, he saw a moth on the tree and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"But if we have enough time, we might be able to call on some friends for help."

As he spoke, he grabbed the moth, held it in his palm, whispered something, and then let it fly away.

After enjoying a game of cat and mouse for a while, the Orcs finally lost their patience and ordered the Wargs to knock down the pine trees.

Under the huge force of the wolf pushing and gnawing, the pine trees fell one by one.

The people in the tree were forced to jump to another tree to delay time.

By the time everyone landed on the last pine tree, it was shaking and in danger of collapsing at any time.

Faced with the wolf approaching step by step under the tree, everyone was in a desperate situation.

Gandalf picked up a pine cone, lit it with his staff, and threw it onto the ground. The flames quickly spread to the fallen pine trees, starting a raging fire.

Such a rapid flame was obviously due to Gandalf's magic.

The flames temporarily forced the Wargs to retreat, saving the last pine tree they were in.

But there was no chance for everyone to breathe a sigh of relief. To everyone's horror, the pine tree, unable to bear the weight, was uprooted and fell onto the cliff.

Everyone was hanging on the cliff and could fall down at any time.

In order to buy more time for his companions, Thorin came down from the tree and chose to duel with Azog again.

But this time Thorin failed to continue his previous victory. He was easily defeated by Azog and was seriously injured.

Just as Thorin was about to be killed by Azog, Bilbo swung his sword wildly and stopped Azog's final blow.

Azog was filled with rage and murderous intent when his chance to kill his greatest threat was interrupted, and he knocked Bilbo's sword away with one blow of his hammer.

"Kill him!" Azog ordered his giant wolf mount, and then continued to kill Thorin.

"Break to pieces!" A blinding spell struck the warg as it bit Bilbo.

The wolf was torn into countless pieces in an instant.

Bilbo was startled, then looked surprised: "Dui'er!"

Seeing his mount being torn to pieces, Azog was shocked by this sudden turn of events.

The next second, his keen premonition of danger made him react instantly. He grabbed one of his men and stood in front of him.

Dui's magic followed and hit the Orc in front of him.

The body instantly tore into pieces, and black blood splattered all over Azog.

(End of this chapter)