MTL - The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth-Chapter 144 Missing

"Retreat!" Peter Gros looked at the soldiers who had withdrawn from the main hall. After hearing the news that Iovia had been attacked, he immediately rushed upstream towards the royal hall. When he saw the When it was Khamur, he had a bad premonition, and then his eyes stayed on the blood-stained sword in Khamur's hand! A sadness sprouted from the bottom of his heart. He screamed and organized the retreat of the star elves. The dragon flute was tightly held in his hand.

"Retreat! Get out of here!" Seeing the orcs, goblins and trolls coming from all directions, Peter Gros understood that the war was over, and it was time to bring everyone back, no matter how Iovia, the star elves To go on, Peter Gro was humiliated, and he didn't even dare to lead his team to charge into the royal hall to see if Iovia was alive or dead. The returning black knight made him completely give up his desire to fight back. He was only a Tier 4 ranger, and without Xingchenlong, he could not even take two rounds under Khamul.

"Get out of here! Hurry up!" Peter Gros roared sadly, pulling the unicorn left by Iovia at the entrance.

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"Is there any news from the king?" Although Peter Groe evacuated Dol Guldur with the elves, he still sent a large number of rangers to look for Iovia around Dol Guldur. He knew that Iovia Possessing the power of space, the power of space makes Iovia difficult to kill.

"There are no adults, but the orcs are not far from us! That black hero chased out Dol Guldur with the orcs!" said the investigating ranger.

"Damn it! We didn't even consider that there will be a Nazgul here! I should have thought of that!" Peter Gros tore his gorgeous long hair in remorse.

"Sir, forgive me for taking the liberty. Your Highness doesn't know if he is alive or dead now, but we have to go down with our clan, and we need to take the rest home!"

Peter Gros glanced around at the dejected elf soldiers and felt sad. Not long ago, they were a high morale army. Now they are hunched over with their heads lowered as if their bones have been taken away. Their eyes are full of gray.

"Let's go! I'll stop!" Peter Gros raised his head and played the dragon flute decisively.

At this moment, Skye, who was dozing in Singry, heard the familiar melody and call, and then a long whistle was transmitted to Peter Gros side along the special channel opened by the dragon flute.

"Boom!" The huge dragon body crushed the surrounding trees.

"Dragon Rider?" Khamur's expressionless face finally showed some seriousness. Khamur, who was originally a cat and mouse, began to be serious about the fourth-order ranger in front of him. He originally despised him when the star dragon descended from the sky. It gradually disappeared when it was put on the dragon's back. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

"Where is my king?" Peter Gros still couldn't help asking this sentence.

"King? That trash that can't even catch me with a sword?" Khamul scoffed harshly.

"Bastard!" The huge longbow was pulled into the shape of a full moon as if nothing in Peter Gros's hands. His fighting spirit instantly blended with the dragon power of the dragon below him. The long arrows of color condensed on the longbow, and as Peter Gros sent his fingers, a sonic boom sounded, and the long arrows crossed the space and came directly in front of Khamul.

"Boom!" A dazzling starlight burst out from the dark knight shield, and the knight shield stood motionless like a mountain in front of Khamul in the violent roar.

"Do you only have this level? Hahaha! But you are indeed better than that wasteful elf king, at least you have the ability to resist, hahaha!" Kehamul laughed wantonly, he tried to use language to interfere Peter Gro's actions, countless orcs rushed over behind him.

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