Wizard: This witcher is neglecting his duties.

Chapter 261 The Battle of the Five Armies (End)

After taking off from the ground aboard his magic flying carpet, Wayne glanced at the orcs and woodland elves who were locked in fierce combat, with casualties rising rapidly on both sides.

After a moment's thought, he made a decision immediately.

Now that the enemy's ambush and commander have appeared, and their morale is high, we should give them a good beating and crush their arrogance.

Thinking this, he raised a Quen shield to dodge and block the weapons thrown at him by the orcs, while exchanging a glance with King Thranduil, who had already returned to his ranks.

He quickly rose into the air, escaping the attack range of the other orcs, and then charged towards the location of the orc commander, Polger, several hundred meters away.

However, what Wayne didn't know was that the orc leader Azog's son, Borg, already knew from the remaining orcs in the Misty Mountains that there was a powerful figure in the expedition team.

He didn't seem too surprised when he saw Wayne take off in the air on the magic carpet.

With just one command, six strong ogres clad in full-body metal plate armor and wielding heavy shields and weapons immediately appeared beside him, surrounding him tightly.

Beside Polger, many elite orc warriors stood ready, drawing their bows and crossbows, all aiming at Wayne in the sky, seemingly waiting for him to approach.

Faced with hundreds of long-range crossbowmen and heavily armored ogre warriors, Wayne couldn't afford to launch a direct frontal assault.

He casually pulled out three honeycomb bombs, lit them as they flew over the heads of the orcs, and threw them down.

However, it seems that the existence of the alchemical bombs has also been leaked. The orcs on the other side were prepared. When the honeycomb bombs were thrown from the sky, trolls with heavy shields immediately stepped in to meet them.

Several loud booms were heard.

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Although the honeycomb bombs were quite powerful, they did not cause any significant damage to the ogres that were equipped like metal cans.

Even if Wayne wanted to use the Dragon's Roar Bow to shoot a giant arrow, he probably wouldn't be able to break through the defenses of these heavily armored ogres. This scene made him frown.

It seems that, facing such a well-prepared enemy, most of his current ranged attacks have become ineffective.

Aside from leaping down and forcibly taking the opponent's life amidst the encirclement, there wasn't much else to do.

However, just as Wayne was considering whether to take a risk and engage in a hard-fought battle on the ground, Borg launched another deadly move.

As he issued another command, a group of orcs carrying huge horns nearby immediately blew out a melodious horn sound.

Wayne was startled by what he saw, thinking to himself: Could it be that the orc army has other ambushes?

He remained vigilant, his eyes quickly scanning his surroundings, ready to deal with any unexpected situation.

Just as Wayne was speculating, accompanied by several strange, sharp screechs, four figures, all dressed in black and exuding a powerful aura, suddenly rushed out from the dark forest behind the orc army.

They were draped in black cloaks, their armor exuding an ominous aura, and their helmets were completely dark, revealing only blurry human faces.

What is most surprising is that the four knights are not riding warhorses, but rather ferocious monsters that resemble wyverns.

From the moment they appeared, an aura of fear emanated from these black knights, and even the orcs wielding weapons couldn't help but show expressions of terror.

Without making a sound, the four black knights emerged from the dark forest and charged straight at Wayne in mid-air.

The four dragons beneath them had ferocious expressions, flapping their wings and emitting irritating roars, like messengers of calamity, carrying their masters as they flew swiftly.

It's a Ringwraith! And the other party isn't a living being either.

With just one glance, Wayne recognized the true nature of these Ringwraiths, but he felt no fear, only surprise.

These guys didn't appear in the original Hobbit movies, so it seems that it was the butterfly effect he caused that attracted these sharpest minions of Sauron's.

It was unclear what kind of dragons they were, but the four Ringwraiths were incredibly fast, quickly closing the distance to within 300 meters of him.

Wayne glanced at his magic flying carpet and realized that his precious flying device probably couldn't withstand the attacks of the Ringwraiths and dragons.

Without a second thought, he flew swiftly toward the palace of the Woodland Kingdom behind him, pursued by the four wyvern ringwraiths.

Although he didn't know what gave these four Ringwraiths the audacity to attack him, he dared not risk his magic carpet and had to wait until he had defeated them before he could continue using it.

Seeing that Wayne seemed to want to escape, not only did the Ringwraiths chase even faster, but the orc warriors below also had their morale greatly boosted, as if a climax had occurred, and they all cheered excitedly.

Fortunately, Wayne was not far from the Woodland Kingdom. In the chase with the four Ringwraiths, he flew to a broken city wall in just over ten seconds.

He rolled on the ground, then stored the magic carpet and Excalibur into his spatial bracelet, drew the Startick Blade from his waist, and assumed a defensive stance, awaiting the arrival of the Ringwraiths.

When dealing with humanoid creatures like the Ringwraiths, a short sword is more flexible and allows the user to better utilize their mastery of swordsmanship.

As the Ringwraiths chosen by Sauron in past eras, each of them is one of the most outstanding warriors among mankind, possessing a wealth of combat experience.

The first to charge at Wayne was a Ringwraith wielding a black longsword. The instant his dragon pounced on Wayne, he leaped down with his sword raised, the sword's light blocking Wayne's escape routes, clearly indicating that he had planned this all along.

As Wayne had predicted, he retreated, dodging the dragon's attack, but in doing so, he also delivered his own chest to Wayne's sword.

However, contrary to what the Ringwraith had anticipated, Wayne did not choose to dodge or block the venomous and unpredictable sword light. Instead, he stretched out his left hand and grabbed it with lightning speed.

Click! Click! Click!

The black longsword and iron gauntlet clashed, sparks flying.

As the Ringwraith had anticipated, the loss of an arm or finger did not occur. Wayne was wearing a sturdy gauntlet made of adamantite on his left hand, and although the black longsword in the Ringwraith's hand was enchanted, it still could not cause any substantial damage to this extremely hard metal. Instead, Wayne grabbed the longsword he was wielding.

After grabbing the longsword, Wayne pulled the Ringwraith backward with force, causing him to lose his balance. He then used the opportunity to slash at the Ringwraith's neck without mercy.

However, this Ringwraith was very experienced in combat. The moment he sensed something was wrong, he immediately abandoned his longsword, retreated rapidly, and narrowly avoided Wayne's slash.

Although he managed to dodge in a rather disheveled manner, Wayne had no chance to pursue, as the other three Ringwraiths attacked him one after another.

Unfortunately, the dragons were too large to allow the three Ringwraiths to form an effective encirclement. As a master swordsman, Lord Wayne easily defeated their combined attack one by one, thus avoiding the siege.

However, the Ringwraiths, being almost immortal beings, did not back down at all. After their first attack failed, they immediately jumped off the dragon and, together with their companions, ganged up on Wayne and gave him a righteous beating.

However, Lord Wayne was also waiting for this moment. When the four Ringwraiths surrounded him and formed an encirclement, his figure suddenly disappeared and reappeared seven or eight meters away from the Ringwraiths.

No sooner said than done.

In an instant, Wayne first threw three North Wind Bombs directly over, then put his hands together, and his chaotic magic burst forth. Using hand seals, he unleashed a charged and enhanced version of the Igni Seal.

These Ringwraiths had never seen a bomb that could freeze objects instantly, nor did they know that Lord Wayne possessed such powerful spellcasting abilities.

They were first caught off guard by the freezing cold of the North Wind bombs, and then suffered considerable injuries in the explosion of the extremely hot flames that had almost solidified into a ghostly blue.

However, after landing a successful attack, Wayne showed no mercy. He knew very well that the Ringwraiths were no longer ordinary beings, and even though he was severely injured by both fire and ice, he continued to attack.

The five-second skill cooldown had just passed, and ignoring the still lingering high temperature, he instantly flashed to the side of several Ringwraiths. Before these black knights could even react, he used the Startick Blade in his hand to cut off their heads.

Glug! Glug! Glug!

The heads wearing metal helmets rolled off the city wall. Although the expressions inside were still unreadable, Wayne could imagine their frustration.

There was nothing they could do; the Witcher was too fast. Every move he made was unexpected. His spellcasting abilities, blinking abilities, and freezing bombs were all beyond the Ringwraiths' expectations, preventing these skilled warriors from fully displaying their abilities.

Even though these Ringwraiths were bodies created by the Dark Lord using dark magic, once their heads were cut off, they could no longer fight and quickly turned into a cloud of black smoke, dissipating into the air.

As for the four dragons that had lost their masters, they might be quite troublesome to others, but to Wayne, who possessed the Dragon's Roar Bow and had superb archery skills, they were just moving targets in the sky. Even with the ability to fly, they could not escape his pursuit.

Soon, after the four Ringwraiths and their mounts had been dealt with, Wayne let out a long sigh of relief.

He glanced at the battle situation inside the city walls.

They discovered that the Woodland Elves had retreated while fighting, shifting the battlefield from the surface to the underground, to their well-established and familiar underground palace.

He took another breath, took out the magic flying carpet again, and piloted the flying device towards the location of the orc commander, Polger.

Now that he had killed the most powerful Ringwraith, he no longer needed to hide his strength. He should quickly eliminate the Orc commander to accelerate the Orc army's defeat, so that the Woodland Kingdom's Elves could preserve more of their strength.

Do what you want to do.

After setting his target, Wayne quickly took off in his magic carpet and flew rapidly toward the orc commander's location.

However, Wayne was unaware that his appearance would startle all the orcs present.

Neither Polger nor the other orc warriors could imagine it; it was difficult for them to understand, and their minds were even somewhat blank.

It's important to know that the nine Ringwraiths are their top leaders, the most powerful warriors under the Dark Lord Sauron, and are practically unapproachable to them.

However, these four powerful warriors, who were so high and mighty, were reduced to ashes in less than five minutes before this short elven warrior. This was simply beyond their imagination.

However, Lord Wayne didn't care what these orc scum were thinking and rushed directly to the top of Polger and his command post at an extremely fast speed.

There was no verbal communication.

Lord Wayne took out more than fifty alchemical bombs from his bracelet and then threw them at Borger's location in a shower of petals.

He had figured it out: the reason why the three bombs last time didn't hurt those metal canned trolls wasn't because they were too tough, but simply because he hadn't thrown enough bombs.

The lack of lethality is simply due to insufficient firepower.

If one isn't enough, he'll take ten; if ten aren't enough, he'll take a hundred. Anyway, he has plenty of money now and doesn't care about the cost.

Sure enough, after he threw down more than fifty bombs at once, even though the ogres tried their best to block, they could only block the impact of six or seven bombs, and could not block all of them.

In a wave of explosions that felt like the sky was falling and the earth was splitting apart, even the screams below were drowned out by the thunderous roar of the explosions.

Once the dust settled, there was no need for Wayne to lift a finger. The orc leader, Borgh, who had just been protected by those ogres, had already been blown to pieces in the violent explosions and disappeared along with the corpses of the other orcs around him.

The orc army, having already lost both the Ringwraiths and their commander, was then stunned by Wayne's violent explosion.

The morale of these orcs spread rapidly, almost at a visible speed, and even their enthusiasm for attacking diminished considerably.

Seeing this, Lord Wayne naturally went all out to eliminate them, kicking a man when he was down, and became even more ruthless.

He drew Excalibur again, activated Mirror Image, and together with six equally formidable clones, unleashed a devastating mowing-down-the-orc warriors, working in unison to slaughter them.

Faced with this super strong man who had killed the Ringwraiths and bombed their commander, any orc warrior would cower in fear and be unable to unleash their full fighting power.

Furthermore, Wayne's attack from the rear, combined with the precise strikes of his Blink skill, created a pincer movement with the underground elven warriors. With one side increasing the attack and the other decreasing it, the destructive power multiplied, quickly routing the orcs on the surface.

The battle lasted for about two hours. Wayne never went underground; he stayed on the surface, relentlessly pursuing those despicable orcs. His Excalibur sword, having slain countless evil creatures, became increasingly sharp, strong, and light.

In the end, the Sword of Justice reached a point where it could slice these orcs in two, armor and all, with a single stroke. This significant improvement made Lord Wayne increasingly powerful, even achieving the feat of killing a thousand men.

As the war drew to a close, when the elven warriors who had hidden underground emerged to fight back, they were all speechless with shock at the sight of the countless corpses piled up around Wayne, a mountain of bodies and a sea of ​​blood.

The Elven Prince Legolas and many young elves all looked at Wayne with adoration, as if he were a hero who had saved the world. Even the well-informed King Thranduil couldn't help but exclaim:

"You are the most powerful warrior I have ever seen, Wayne. Perhaps only the heroes who fought in the epics during the First Age can be compared to you."

Wayne wasn't overly modest about his strength. He nodded to the Elf King, thanking him for the praise, and then said thoughtfully:

"Your Majesty Thranduil, at the very beginning of the battle, I dealt with four Ringwraiths who were likely lying in ambush for me. Clearly, Sauron's dark minions are also involved in this war."

"However, there are nine Ringwraiths in total, as well as a powerful being like the Witch-King of Angmar. They probably can't pinpoint my location."

"I think that Lonely Mountain may have also been attacked. Perhaps other Ringwraiths and the Witch-king of Angmar are leading a large army to attack Lonely Mountain."

Thranduil pondered for a moment upon hearing this, then nodded in agreement with Wayne's view. However, his expression was slightly somber, and he spoke with a touch of sadness:

"Your guess may be very likely, but Wayne, we woodland elves also suffered heavy losses in the battle just now."

"Even if we want to go to support Lonely Mountain, we have to wait a few days until we have rescued the wounded before we can continue. I must be responsible for my people."

Wayne nodded upon hearing this, sighed, and said:

"I left my battle companion, Deathclaw, at Lonely Mountain, hoping it can help the dwarves hold out a little longer."

"But just to be on the safe side, I'll leave first thing tomorrow morning. Hopefully, I'll still make it in time."

(End of this chapter)