A motorcycle journey through the worlds

Chapter 155 Battle Escalation

Although it seemed like a draw, the Balrog could not accept the fact that there was a creature that dared to challenge his majesty head-on. He roared wildly, and even more terrifying flames suddenly gushed out of his body. Then, a flaming axe and a flaming hammer appeared in his hands. He brandished these two terrifying weapons while roaring wildly, and smashed them hard at the Frost Giant King.

The air was filled with a pungent smell of burning, which was the strange smell emitted by the rocks and ground touched by the Balrog after melting and evaporating. The airflow in the hall was extremely polarized, sometimes hot waves, sometimes freezing cold. The two huge figures were still fighting selflessly, it was a fierce contest of ice and fire, it was a tragic hand-to-hand fight between giants and demons. Whether it was the Frost Giant King or the Balrog, they were pure fighting machines born for destruction and damage. They would never stop their actions until everything in front of them was completely destroyed.

The battle between the two giant monsters continued to escalate, and the aftermath of the war alone had turned the entire dwarf palace into an extremely dangerous area, where one could die if one was not careful.

The Frost Giant King was transformed from the dwarf warrior Kingpin, who gained the power of Balin, the King of Moria, and fully activated the power of the "Frost Giant Ring". The majestic dark frost evil power penetrated every cell of his body, awakening the ancient earth power hidden in the dwarf blood. Coupled with the indestructible mithril armor and weapons, he turned into a terrible war machine. Especially after Lin Yu's soul entered his body, the already completely violent Giant King had a little more reason.

The Balrog of Morgoth is an ancient demon who has been sleeping for thousands of years and is equally powerful. The dark magic fire is shaped into various forms of terrible weapons by it, and the scorching fire waves are the culprit that destroys all visible and invisible things.

It must be said that the frost evil power of the ring plus the super defense formed by the Mithril Armor, which is one of the strongest in the plane of "The Lord of the Rings", will give anyone or non-humans a headache after touching it. Although the fire of the Balrog can melt the frost, the remaining power is not enough to destroy the Mithril. Although it has an advantage in destructive power, facing the pair of giant axes and hammers of the Frost Giant King, the Balrog has gradually shown a trend of weakness and has the idea of ​​not wanting to fight again.

If it wanted to escape, then there was really no one here who could stop it. After all, speed was not the Frost Giants' strong point. The Fire Demon Morgoth let the flaming axe fly out of his hand and chopped heavily on the Frost Giant King. This blow not only destroyed a large area of ​​the frost shell, but also tore a small crack in the Mithril Armor for the first time.

Although the gap was small, Lin Yu instinctively made a defensive move driven by conditioned reflex and human instinct. The souls of thousands of underground orcs who had died here before were instantly bound by a powerful force, gathered around Lin Yu, and materialized, forming a solid shield that completely covered the wound.

When Lin Yu regained his sense of his body, he suddenly found that the feeling of being a "third party" or "bystander" had completely disappeared, and was replaced by the feeling of "owning" his body again. It turned out that after the souls of the dwarf king Balin and the warrior Jin Bing were completely torn apart, he became the new master of this body. Not only that, Lin Yu also found that the abilities that he could not use before can now be used normally.

"That's right! This guy is really using Lin Yu's ability." After seeing this situation, the Guardian of the Rings decided to withdraw from the battlefield. Although they didn't know what happened, they already knew about Lin Yu's mysteriousness. It was not surprising for anything to happen to this guy.

Suddenly, a strange smile appeared on the face of the frost giant, and thousands of souls of the dead entangled his body. The next moment, these souls were directly ignited, and a blazing fire was set off. It was a soul fire without the slightest temperature.

The huge wound on his body was covered by the frost emitted by the dark ring again, and the injury was temporarily controlled. Then Lin Yu raised his right foot and stomped hard on the ground. "War Trampling", although Lin Yu's kick did not activate any specific skills, the huge size, heavy weight and amazing strength of the frost giant, coupled with the soul fire attached to his feet, this step still created a very shocking visual effect. The floor within a radius of 20 meters was completely shattered, and the fragments flew into the air, mixed with the soul fire released by Lin Yu, and burst towards all targets in all directions. This kick not only forced all the surrounding enemies away, but also a giant "stone pillar" that was 30 meters long, about two meters in diameter, and completely made of flames swept across, sweeping the frost giant away like a home run.

The one who attacked was naturally the Balrog. The Frost Giant slowly stood up in the horrified eyes of the crowd. The One Ring seemed to have reached its limit. This time, the solid dark frost did not completely cover the entire body of the Frost Giant. It was only hanging here and there on his body. Coupled with the miserable bloodstains all over the giant's body and the damaged mithril armor, the Frost Giant now looked like a hero at the end of his road. Not only that, the health of the Frost Giant King did not change. In the eyes of the crowd, he was indeed just a layer of blood.

While a crisis that could lead to the end of the world is brewing in the lower dwarven halls of the Mines of Moria, the rest of the continent is unaware of it.

Labsm, a small border town in the north of Rohan, is a backward and desolate town. The climate is cold, the land is barren, and the permanent population is less than a thousand people. Especially in this era of war and chaos, when orcs and orcs are plundering and wreaking havoc everywhere, it seems even more desolate. Often, there is not a single person in sight on the only street in the town.

But at this moment, in the square in the center of the town, almost all the men, women, young and old in the town gathered together, listening quietly to an exciting speech.

A man in his fifties, with an old face but full of energy, stood on a makeshift platform. He was the mayor of this town and the most learned person here. He could not only write, but also speak a few words of Dwarven and Elven, although this town had never been visited by any foreign race.