Wizard: This witcher is neglecting his duties.

Chapter 263 Catching a Turtle in a Jar

Following the advice of the old dwarf Balin, Wayne did not immediately head towards Lonely Mountain, but instead took a longer route and made a trip to Laketown.

The town had been abandoned for nearly a month due to the raids by orcs. Unexpectedly, when Wayne arrived near the town, he immediately saw a huge beast lying on the riverbank drinking water. It was his pet Deathclaw Robin.

To his even greater surprise, a large bonfire was lit not far from Robin, and a giant, about two meters tall, was standing around it, seemingly roasting meat.

And this giant was none other than Beon, the skin-changing man the expedition team had encountered before. Unexpectedly, this guy ran into Robin and even had a barbecue by the river.

Wayne immediately flew over, and Deathclaw seemed to smell its master's scent, so it immediately raised its head from the river and the tail behind it began to sway slightly.

He let out a howl that sounded like a spoiled child towards Wayne in mid-air, which also caught Beon's attention.

Wayne landed beside Robin and carefully examined him. After half a month apart, the big guy had some minor wounds and many burn marks, probably from fighting the Ringwraiths and being injured by their swords and magic.

However, these are all just superficial injuries, nothing serious, and do not affect combat effectiveness.

In the month that followed, after consuming Smaug's flesh and blood, Deathclaw's body had grown from about eight meters to nine meters, and its original dark green skin was turning bronze. Wayne even smelled a faint sulfurous odor in Deathclaw's breath.

Clearly, Smaug's corpse brought it many benefits and was subtly changing its body.

"What are you doing here, Beon?"

Wayne was indeed somewhat puzzled, because the orc army had arrived rather suddenly. He had forgotten about this skin-changing man who wanted to join the war, and no one had written to him. Logically, Beorn shouldn't have appeared.

Upon seeing Wayne, the burly giant Beorn was clearly delighted. He handed over a skewer of roasted wild boar meat and said in a憨憨 (simple and honest) tone:

"I noticed a large group of orcs coming out from the Misty Mountains, so I guessed they might have some kind of conspiracy or want to do something bad, so I thought I'd go to Lonely Mountain to take a look."

"However, we ran into your friends here in the evening, so we decided to camp here tonight."

Wayne nodded knowingly. Beorn, who could transform into a giant bear, was a formidable fighter, and encountering him here was a pleasant surprise.

He told Beorn about the Woodland Kingdom and the Orc attack on Lonely Mountain, and invited him to join the battle.

Unexpectedly, when faced with such a dangerous request, Beon agreed almost without hesitation. It can only be said that this is Middle-earth, where most people are very kind and have no evil intentions.

After gaining a powerful ally, Wayne rested with them for two hours near the ruins of Lake-town.

He took out a large amount of healing potions and mana potions, replenishing his mana while treating Deathclaw's superficial wounds.

However, this behemoth was even larger than before, and it took almost forty bottles of intermediate-level potions to fully recover its size.

Besides the potions, Wayne also had plenty of food and wine in his spatial bracelet. He was generous with the food and took out many delicacies to help Deathclaw and Beorn recover their strength.

After resting, they immediately set off to prepare for the next battle.

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More than ten hours passed in the blink of an eye, and Wayne had long since arrived at the battlefield on Lonely Mountain.

Upon arriving at the battlefield, he did not recklessly engage the orc army in direct combat. Instead, he picked up the Dragon's Roar Bow and began to use his flying advantage to indiscriminately shoot down any enemies that appeared in his sight from the perimeter.

His giant bow has a long range and great power. Coupled with his spatial equipment and the lack of logistical support, he has become a human archer who attacks continuously in the air.

Within just half an hour, more than two hundred orc soldiers died under his arrows, and he single-handedly suppressed the entire outer defenses of the orcs.

Even so, Wayne was still not satisfied. After no orc soldiers dared to show their faces, he took out alchemical bombs and blew up all the siege equipment that the orc army had left outside the walls of Lonely Mountain.

Boom! Boom! Boom! The sound of explosions echoed continuously outside the Lonely Mountain, and this almost provocative act angered the orc army.

Soon a large group of orc archers and crossbowmen were dispatched to attempt a counterattack using the same ranged attack methods.

However, they underestimated the power of aerial ranged units and the strength of a super archer.

As a master-level bow, Wayne's Dragon's Roar Bow had a range far exceeding theirs. Coupled with the terrain advantage of being on higher ground, the orc archers who were sent out not only failed to hit the Witcher in mid-air, but also became sitting ducks. After Wayne shot and killed more than a hundred of them, they all fled in panic into the palace on Lonely Mountain, not daring to come out again.

Wayne wasn't in a hurry, or rather, being in a hurry wouldn't have made a difference. He couldn't possibly charge into the enemy's army alone and then, under the siege of the Witch-King of Angmar and the other Ringwraiths, still manage to rescue Thorin and Dain unharmed.

The only thing we can do is try to weaken these orcs before the Elf King's army arrives.

According to the old dwarf Balin's estimate, the orc army, which originally numbered around 15,000, was reduced to about 8,000 after two days and one night of fierce resistance from the dwarves, with about half of them killed in action.

A day has more than 1,400 minutes, and King Thranduil and his army estimated that it would take them two days to arrive.

Therefore, even if he can only kill one orc per minute, once the Woodland Kingdom's elven army arrives, they can launch a full-scale attack.

Hopefully, Thorin and his cousin Dain can hold on for the next three days.

Once all these orc armies are dealt with, all the righteous forces in the north will be able to enjoy a long period of peace and prosperity.

So when the orc army dared not send any more soldiers to the city walls outside the palace, Wayne turned into a master of sabotage and began bombarding the fortifications on the city walls, as well as far superior weapons such as ballistae and catapults, so as to avoid suffering additional losses when the Woodland Kingdom's warriors came to support them two days later.

However, to his surprise, no one came out to stop him even after he had destroyed all the defenses on the city walls. The Witch-King of Angmar and the other four Ringwraiths never appeared.

However, the question only flashed through Wayne's mind and he didn't pay much attention to it.

This was not because he was arrogant and disregarded the Witch-King of Angmar and the other Ringwraiths.

Well, okay, they do seem a bit dismissive.

After the previous practical test against the four Ringwraiths, Lord Wayne believed that if the other side hadn't had thousands of orc warriors as bodyguards and hadn't been hiding in the Lonely Mountain, he could have easily killed the so-called Witch King and the other Ringwraiths in one go.

Because in addition to his current strength, he also possesses an extremely powerful killing move. Even if the so-called Witch King of Angmar is comparable to the evil dragon Smaug in terms of strength, he is confident that he can kill this guy in a very short time.

With this confidence, after dealing with all the defenses on the city wall, Wayne did not hesitate to take his weapon and storm into the palace inside Lonely Mountain.

Upon entering the palace, just as he expected, he saw a group of orc warriors, weapons in hand, standing guard with tense expressions, clearly having been waiting for some time.

Upon seeing Wayne, neither side exchanged a word before a barrage of arrows and crossbow bolts rained down. At the same time, the warriors who had been waiting for a long time roared and charged forward with all their might.

Facing the charging orcs, Wayne felt no fear, but he cautiously raised his Quen shield, parrying ranged attacks while retreating quickly until he was out of the palace and within the city walls, where he began to fight them.

However, he was very cunning and never gave the orc warriors a chance to surround him. After killing dozens of them each time, he would use his short-range teleportation ability to break free from the orcs' encirclement. Then, before the orc warriors could react, he would start a massacre and bombardment.

He repeated this operation seven or eight times, killing for over an hour. By the time the sun was about to set, the number of orcs he had killed had increased by more than four hundred.

Although he has outstanding physical strength, his body is not made of iron. While his fighting style of fighting against many opponents is extremely lethal, it also consumes a great deal of his energy.

Realizing that his stamina had already dropped by more than half, Wayne did not risk continuing to push himself. He immediately used a long-distance teleport to escape the city wall's range and appeared on the ground outside the Lonely Mountain city wall.

However, as soon as he regained his footing and took out the magic carpet from his spatial bracelet, he immediately saw five black-clad Ringwraiths riding dragons rushing out of the palace inside Lonely Mountain.

Clearly, the other party had been waiting there for a long time, probably preparing to wait until he was exhausted before reaping the benefits.

The ringwraith, riding a massive dragon and wearing a black crown, shouted in a hoarse voice:

"Now that you're here, don't even think about escaping!"

"We've been waiting for you here for a long time!"

Judging from the crown, the Ringwraith was probably the legendary Witch-King of Angmar. Seeing them flying towards him, he seemed to want to give chase.

Wayne was secretly delighted, but still feigning exhaustion, he said:

"If you want to outnumber me, you'll have to wait until you catch up with me."

After saying that, he immediately jumped onto the magic flying carpet and began to fly quickly in one direction.

At this moment, the distance between the two sides was about four hundred meters. The Ringwraiths' dragons were indeed very fast. Even though Wayne was driving the magic carpet at full speed, the distance between the two sides was gradually closing.

Seemingly seeing a glimmer of hope for victory, the Witch-king of Angmar and the four Ringwraiths beside him did not give up the pursuit. Instead, they urged the dragons beneath them to flap their wings desperately toward Wayne's location.

In just five minutes, the distance between the two sides was reduced by half, to about two hundred meters. Wayne's face also showed a solemn expression.

He estimated the distance, and after the distance between them had decreased by more than ten meters, he turned his head to look at the pursuers behind him. Suddenly, he changed the direction of the magic flying carpet and flew directly into a canyon below, seemingly trying to use the complex terrain to shake off the pursuers.

The Witch-King of Angmar and the other Ringwraiths were not about to give up easily, and without hesitation, they immediately followed.

As both sides drew closer to the ground, Wayne skillfully maneuvered his magic flying carpet, dodging numerous obstacles in the canyon, and plunged directly into the bottom of the canyon, beginning to fly slowly close to the ground.

The Ringwraiths' dragons were also quite agile. Even when they entered the narrow and rugged canyon, they were not affected. Instead, they took advantage of the airflow and quickly closed the distance between them to fifty meters.

Once they reached this distance, a confident smile appeared on the face of the Witch King of Angmar, whose expression was hidden beneath his helmet.

He said in a hoarse voice:

"You have nowhere to run, elf!"

"Our master has been watching you for a long time."

"If you are willing to submit to our master, to the great Dark Lord Sauron, you will not only escape death, but also gain even greater power."

"This is your only chance; otherwise, your corpse will also be used by us."

As he spoke, two extremely dark black energies suddenly condensed in the hands of the Angmar Witch King.

After waiting for more than ten seconds without receiving a reply from Wayne.

The Witch King sneered, and the two balls of black energy in his hands suddenly merged together. He then pushed them forcefully towards Wayne. To Wayne's slightly surprised look, a strong shockwave swept across his body, knocking him off the magic carpet.

Fortunately, they were not flying very high off the ground. After being thrown back, Wayne used a few rolls against the wall to land steadily on the ground.

After losing its master, his magic flying carpet became like an ordinary blanket, losing its power and slowly drifting dozens of meters away.

However, in such a short time, the Witch-King of Angmar and the other four Ringwraiths had caught up with him.

Five powerful dark creatures and five enormous dragons surrounded him from all directions, emanating a strong killing intent.

The Witch-King of Angmar once again gathered dark power in his hands, but he did not act immediately. Instead, he continued in a hoarse voice:

"You're already trapped, you poor little mouse!"

"Your great master is still waiting for your answer."

"Answer me: Obedience or death. You only have this one chance."

Surrounded by five Ringwraiths, Wayne showed no sign of panic. After hearing the Witch-King of Angmar's question, he raised an eyebrow and said with a hint of mockery:

"Hahaha, it seems you still haven't figured out who's the sitting duck and who's the little mouse?"

As Wayne laughed, Deathclaw Robin and Beorn's giant bear, who had been lying in ambush in the canyon, suddenly appeared. Before the Ringwraiths could react, they leaped down from the heights and pounced on them with a crushing force.

After speaking, Wayne did not hesitate any longer. In order to prevent the Angmar Witch King from escaping, he immediately activated the Aberration Enhancement, which tripled his physical attributes in an instant, with all his physical data exceeding one hundred points.

His entire body seemed to inflate as if it were filled with air, and with the ability to blink, he instantly appeared above the Angmar Witch King's head. The Statikk Blade in his hand flashed with dazzling lightning as he slashed straight at the Witch King's body.

(End of this chapter)