The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth.

Chapter 160 Brilliant Stars
"Iovia?" Roland exclaimed excitedly, looking at the familiar starlight. It was the mark of a sixth-tier Star Elf King! He was a man who radiated brilliance!

"I'm sorry, it was my recklessness that led to this situation. I'll have to trouble everyone to help me clean up this mess." Iovia nodded to everyone.

“I knew you wouldn’t die, King of Iovia!” Roland laughed.

“Of course, a despicable sneak attack cannot kill the noble Elf King!” Iovia smiled.

“Welcome back, Iovia!” Vervier came up to him and patted him on the shoulder.

“Alright, let’s leave the reminiscing for later! Now we’re facing the Ringwraiths!” Omske said with displeasure, staring cautiously at the three Ringwraiths standing at a distance.

"Well, we can catch up later. Let's kill them first!" Iovia's eyes were full of murderous intent. After all, being betrayed in her own area of ​​expertise was a disgrace to her life.

……

"Damn it! That Elf King isn't dead? Khammur, you failed!" Sernar's eyes were full of fear. Just as he was restrained by life, the spatial attribute was a fatal restraint on him. His skills could hardly touch Iovia. His proud Domain of Death was just a spatial barrier for Iovia. As long as the two were not on the same dimension, the Domain of Death could not affect him at all.

"Troublesome!" Lydalias shook his head, his eyes pulsating wildly with soul power, clearly finding it very troublesome as well.

“Then let’s kill them again!” Kehamur said viciously.

"How dare you speak so arrogantly!" Iovia shouted angrily, a cold glint in her eyes.

"King Roland! Send men into Singrei! Tell them the time for the final battle has come!" Iovia roared, her eyes filled with palpable killing intent.

“No problem!” Roland nodded solemnly, it seemed the moment of the decisive battle had arrived.

Unlike before, this large-scale battle is unprecedented in history. Roland's flapping wings have stirred up a "tornado"! The powerful corrective force of spacetime is trying to reverse the changes brought about by Roland.

"Let's fight!" Roland gritted his teeth, his heart already filled with uncertainty. The all-out battle of the three Ringwraiths was no small matter like before. Seeing Iovia's return, the Ringwraiths finally began to take it seriously.

"Kill!" Iovia cleverly chose to face his most effective opponent, Sernar. Sernar lacked spatial attack methods, so Iovia could suppress him.

"Damn it!" If Cernar's face had any color at this moment, it would definitely be green with rage.

“I’ll hold him off!” Cernar said fiercely.

"Boom!" Kehamur and Omske collided heavily, their two heavy lances clashing past each other. As they simultaneously and instinctively sidestepped, sparks flew as they grazed each other's breastplates, leaving deep scratches...

"For the glory of the knights!" Omske turned his horse around and charged again.

"Evil grants me power!" Khammur retorted without backing down, clashing back once more.

"Bang!" The two knightly shields emitted a series of sonic booms, and the terrifying shockwaves knocked down orcs within hundreds of meters. "Hey! You big oaf! Your opponent is me!" Verway activated Wind Sweep, leaping into the air and drawing his longbow to its fullest extent, pointing it directly at the still somewhat bewildered Lydalias.

"Come down! You damned bugs!" Lydalias suddenly raised his left hand, gray battle aura surging, and a twisted javelin appeared in his left hand, clearly a skill—the Wraith Spear! As the javelin left his hand, it drew a strange parabola and thrust towards Valverde. The Wraith Spear's greatest feature was its tracking ability!

"No martial ethics?" Verway released the arrow in his hand, scattering the javelin with a single shot, and at the same time, his long-charged arrow was also neutralized.

"The stars are dazzling! And I shine within them!" Iovia leveled her scimitar and pushed it forward, sending a spatial blade carrying starlight flying past silently towards Sernar, who was riding on Nightmare.

Sensing the deadly danger, Nightmare abruptly stopped and knelt down, instantly escaping the attack range of the spatial blade. The spatial blade, which was originally meant to cut Sernar in half, could now only attack Sernar's neck.

"Bang!" Cernal jolted awake, and without caring about his image, he quickly did a lazy roll off the nightmare's back, rolling several times on the ground to escape the deadly crisis.

"Starry Cross Slash!" How could Iovia let such a great opportunity slip by? She instantly unleashed a skill.

"Block!" Cernal was forced to use an invincibility skill to block the attack!

"Starfall Meteor Shower!" Iovia instantly followed up with a wide-range combo, completely sealing off Sernar's retreat space.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh~" Dozens of meteors streaked across the sky hundreds of meters high, hurtling straight down, their blue battle aura clinging to them, making them both beautiful and dangerous...

"Boom~ Boom~ Boom!" Even the earth trembled as streaks of blue battle flames, like inverted bowls, annihilated the orcs within range and created craters several meters deep.

"Undead Corpse Rider!" Sernar once again entered an invincible state.

"Huh?" Iovia's eyes widened in surprise. They hadn't even attacked yet?
"Silver Blade Storm!" Iovia appeared in front of Sernar in a flash, raising another scimitar in his hand. As he swiftly wielded the twin blades, fine spatial rifts appeared wherever his blades passed. Sernar's soul fire jumped violently and he quickly retreated. No one wanted to be attacked by spatial rifts, as those things came with a strong suction force. If you didn't leave in time, even a sixth-tier being could be torn apart by the violent spatial turbulence.

"This is the Ringwraith?" Iovia mocked, watching Cernar retreat once again.

"Hmph!" Cernal was displeased, but he still didn't fall for it. He refused to clash with Iovia. He just wanted to hold Iovia back so that his companions could make the difference. He couldn't defeat Iovia, after all, the power of space was too much of a counter to him.

"Die!" Seeing that Sernar was determined to be a coward, Iovia enraged and began to attack wildly, swinging her scimitar like a wheel, continuously striking Sernar's large shield and protective battle aura.

Although Iovia's attacks had reached a terrifying level, how could Cernar, the Black Knight, be killed so easily? Iovia was now in a real bind. This damned Ringwraith was like an unkillable cockroach, with all sorts of defensive or invincible skills appearing one after another, making Iovia's heart pound with fear. If this were a normal knightly duel, it would take at least three days and three nights to determine a winner, right? Iovia felt a chill run down her spine.

In fact, life-or-death duels between heroes are basically calculated in days. Roland once witnessed two heroes dueling, and when Roland came to see them three days later, they were still fighting...

"Take them down quickly! Help me kill this damn elf!" Sernar was also struggling to hold on. The spatial blades were coming one after another with no end in sight. If this continued, he would really run out of defensive skills.

(End of this chapter)