The members of the Lord of the Ring Expeditionary Force opened their mouths slightly, looking at the humans who didn't even wear armor, and easily shot through the enemy's armor with a weird "longbow".

Watching the iron hooves of the steel-cast "war horses" crush the orcs' military power in an absolute posture.

In the sky, the huge steel birds were pouring out arrows at a terrifying speed, harvesting all the orcs like the sickle of the god of death.

The remaining limbs and debris were flying, and the bodies piled up into mountains, but there were no casualties in the human side...

Crush, massacre, and massacre in the face of the situation.

Polomo's hands and feet were cold, and fear spread in his heart. If such a terrifying army was on Sauron's side, then his Gondor would be as fragile as paper in front of them.

Oops, one hand was put on his shoulder, and he pressed the hilt of his body, but a pitch-black stick was placed on his wrist, stopping his movements.

Grindelwald patted him on the shoulder.

"Let's go, follow this lady, she will take us to a very interesting place..."

...

Dadadadadadadada—

At the same time, on the right street of the intersection, Mark and Eric fired the orcs on the street with rifles in hand, while behind them, there were more than a dozen ordinary people trembling.

Facing guns, these orcs are targets and have no ability to resist.

However, their number was too large, and they were fearless. Mark finished his rounds and took advantage of the time he was getting the bullets, a half-orc rushed to him, lifting the sword in his hand and slashing it with one knife.

Eric knocked a half-orc out with a gun stock. He noticed this scene and roared with a roar.

"team leader!"

Whoosh ~

Puff~

To be honest, at this moment, Mark really thought his life was over, but... an arrow broke through the air and shot through only a few centimeters from his ear, easily shooting through the heart of the orc.

A flowing figure with no sound came to Mark.

"Are you okay?"

Mark turned his head in a daze and saw a young man with long platinum hair flying and an extremely handsome appearance. His temperament was as ethereal as an elf jumping in the woods, wearing an ancient ranger-like costume, which was quite strange.

Yes, he is one of the two people who have been separated from the Lord of the Rings Expedition.

"fine."

Mark reacted, temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart, changed the magazine, shot at the remaining orcs in front of him, and continued to clear the streets.

Legolas, holding a longbow, drawing arrows, shooting arrows, killing, doing it in one go, flowing, and killing speed is no worse than Mark.

“Your archery is pretty good.”

Mark shot against Legolas's back, admiring.

They can feel at ease to hand over each other behind each other, and within a few minutes, they have established good trust in the killing of blood and death.

"You're not bad either."

Legolas said while shooting.

Mark was stunned, his eyes flashing.

"I'm not a bow and arrow."

"Um?"

"The guy holding the axe over there is your companion."

Mark looked at the dwarf who was fighting like a god of war with an ax next to Eric.

"yes."

Mark looked like this, and he had already guessed the identity of the two men who were dressed in weird clothes...

"My weapon is called "gun."

"Gun?" Legolas, who had shot the arrow, looked at the weapon in Mark's hand in confusion.

"Yes, do you want to give it a try?"

Mark pulled his pistol from his waist, loaded it for him and handed it to Legolas.

"This mouth is aimed at the enemy, and then press the switch to fire. The power of the gun is several times that of the arrow. You can feel at ease to take the lead without worrying about not shooting through the skull."

Legolas held the pistol, looked at it curiously for a moment, aimed at the orc not far away, and pressed the trigger.

Peng!

The recoil that was fed back to him scared him, and this shot was naturally empty without any surprise.

Mark smiled and shot the orc to death.

"It's normal. Novice who has never shot a gun usually can't shoot..."

Peng!

After the words fell, another gunshot was heard, and an orc fell to the ground with a headshot, causing Mark to swallow what he wanted to say.

Just when he thought it was Legolas' luck, he seemed to have gotten some fun toy-like excitement and shot several times in a row, and sometimes even shot two orcs in the heads.

This magical shooting technique almost made Mark stare out.

If Legolas hadn't been a novice in his gun posture, Mark would have even thought that this guy was the kind of guy who liked to pretend to be a newbie.

In a sense, the elves' shooting talent is actually a bonus like a god...

The impact of two different civilizations brought different shocks and surprises to each other...

...

"Ah~ I don't want to go back, I want to stay here forever, what is this? Is the God's drink?"

In Meli's milk tea shop, Pi Ping, who had taken a sip of milk tea, leaned on the chair with a finished expression and said intoxicatedly.

Meli wanted to say no, it was just ordinary milk tea, but she remembered what happened before...

It seems to be true.

"Is it just a mere dessert? What's there to make a fuss about?"

Polomo looked at Piping with disdain, then picked up the milk tea on the table and sucked it in big mouthfuls.

"So... your purpose is to send the Lord of the Ring into the Doomsday Volcano?"

Grindelwald asked as he stared at Aragon sitting in front of him.

Aragon nodded, "So, can you tell me how to get out of here? We must destroy this ring."

"Can you show me? Lord of the Rings."

"No! The ring will tempt people's hearts and make people fall. The stronger the magician, the harder it is to resist!"

When he heard this, Frodo excitedly grabbed the ring and shook his head fiercely.

But Grindelwald only said a lightly and the item flew over, the ring flew into his hand.

Aragon stroked the hilt of the sword calmly. If the wizard in front of him had a slight greed, he would immediately take action to separate him from the ring.

If such a powerful magician becomes an enemy, it will be a consequence that they absolutely cannot imagine...

However, next, Grindelwald placed the ring on the table with a normal expression and sighed.

"There is a huge magic power inside, which can give the owner powerful power, which is indeed magical."

“Your character is amazing.”

Aragon looked at Grindelwald in admiration and said.

Only those with no desires, noble qualities and strong will can resist the temptation of the Lord of the Rings, and Aragon obviously recognized Grindelwald as such.

But he obviously didn't know that in Harry Potter's magic system, there was also a magic technique, which was specifically used to resist mental attacks.

"So, can this ring be destroyed by going to that so-called doomsday volcano?"

Meli asked tentatively on one side.

Aragon nodded.

"There is no weapon in this world that can destroy it except there."

“Why not try a hydraulic press?”

Sherlock spoke weakly, and Leon slapped Sherlock on the head.

"Shut up! Will people not think of it? They said that they should stop watching those boring trash videos!"

“The hydraulic press is…”

Aragon asked in confusion.

"Don't care about this." Grindelwald smiled and shook his head, paused, he was silent for a moment as if he was organizing language.

"This world should be strictly considered your "future" because of an accident. Two worlds of different time and space collided, and a turbulence in time and space brought you in."

"Is it future..." Aragon murmured in absent mind, looking at the block outside the window, and believed it three times in his heart.

He seemed to want to ask something, but suddenly.

boom!!

The sound of a behemoth landing caught everyone's attention.

Outside the glass window, a monster three or four stories high and covered in flames appeared on this street at some point.

Seeing this figure, everyone in the Lord of the Ring Expedition Team panicked in an instant...
Chapter completed!