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

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"What a fool!" The mysterious man looked up at Weiss in the sky and sighed helplessly. Based on his experience, it was not difficult for him to see that Weiss was gradually walking into the trap carefully set by Uvasa. As a dragon who inherited the power of his ancestors, Vili had not fully digested his ancestors' combat experience. Otherwise, he would not have failed to notice that the battlefield had begun to shift. Uvasa deliberately avoided Weiss's back, causing Weiss's defensive focus to gradually shift to his chest and neglect his back.

As a cunning and shrewd representative of the Ringwraiths, Uvasa naturally has no shortage of experience in dealing with dragon riders. Defeating the dragon riders by knocking out their knights is the best option!
Apart from a small number of dragons that worship dragons, most contracted dragons will hastily withdraw from the battle and arrange for the knight's remains after the knight's death. Moreover, because the death of the knight prevents humans from communicating with the dragons equally and effectively, a dragon knight unit can basically be rendered useless. Uvasa is no exception at this moment.

"These lunatics..." The mysterious figure shook his head and slowly disappeared into the air.

"Whoosh!" After Weiss casually parried the spatial blade, the feeling in his hand made him raise an eyebrow. The power was too light! It didn't look like a killing move at all.

"Damn it! This is..." Weiss was startled, and then the hairs on the back of his head stood on end.

"Clang!" A rusty, illusory longsword blocked Uvasa's all-out attack from behind at the critical moment. With the collision of battle qi flames, a terrifying shockwave directly hit Weiss's back. His protective dragon power trembled, and a powerful impact caused a trickle of blood to spill from the corner of Weiss's mouth.

"Scum!" Weiss cursed and turned the dragon head to fight to the death, but when he turned his head, he saw two skeletons fighting each other.

"..." Vili blinked his huge dragon eyes, speechless for a moment.

"Is this how the Ringwraiths have always been? Why are they always turning against us?" Weiss stared in shock at the two fighting in the sky, not knowing which one to attack.

“Probably… um… maybe… I don’t know…” Vili hesitated for a moment, also unable to understand what the Ringwraiths were up to. The betrayal of Thanar was already enough to shock the entire people of Middle-earth, and before everyone could recover from the Ringwraiths’ betrayal, Uvasar’s companion had betrayed them too? What? Could it be that Uvasar was a human spy infiltrated into Sauron’s camp? They’ve already forced two of them to turn against them.

……

"Who are you?" Uvasa looked at the "person" in front of him with some hesitation. To be precise, it was a heroic spirit with a withered face and a chest that exposed part of the ribs. His whole body was covered with green soul flames and decaying marks that exposed the bones. No matter how you looked at it, it was not a living person!

Uvasar was devastated. He suspected that Sauron had cheated on him, since no one had told him he had a fellow Ringwraith. What was even more infuriating was that Sauron had betrayed him too?
"Who I am is unimportant; what matters is that you are destined to return empty-handed!" The mysterious spirit grinned, revealing a gaping mouth, and laughed wildly. You wouldn't believe he wasn't the Ringwraith Uvasa with that eerie laughter!
"Playing tricks!" Uvasa's soul fire flickered, and he vanished into thin air. The next second, a sharp spatial blade pierced toward Weiss's back.

"Roar!" Now that he was on guard, Vili naturally wouldn't let his knight run around naked any longer. His powerful dragon energy reinforced the shield, and layer upon layer of shields blocked the spatial blade. Even with the sharpness of the spatial blade, its progress was slowed down.

"Boom!" A thick spear beam shot out from Weiss's dragon spear, and the surging dragon power swept directly towards Uvasa.

"Bang!" Uvasa raised a shimmering silver spatial shield with one hand to deflect Weiss's spear light, then dodged in terror. The next second, a longsword burning with eerie green flames struck the spot where he had been standing.

"Scum!" Weiss pressed his advantage, grabbing the dragon and preparing to force his way in.

"I'll remember you!" Uvasa glared fiercely at the mysterious figure before vanishing into the void...

"Uh... they're gone!" Weiss was startled by Uvasa's decisive action. After all, given the Ringwraiths' usual relentless fighting spirit, they would only leave cleanly and decisively if they were completely suppressed and there was no hope for the mission. What was going on now?
"..." The mysterious heroic spirit didn't make a sound. By the time Weiss noticed him again, the spirit was already standing beside Weiss, quietly observing him. "Damn!" Weiss was so startled that he almost jumped off the dragon's back.

"Don't be afraid, child, I mean no harm," the mysterious spirit said calmly, his eyes filled with sincerity.

"Who are you, sir?" Weiss, having recovered his senses, naturally knew that this mysterious heroic spirit meant him no harm. Otherwise, he would have been stabbed half to death by Uvasa's sword long ago. Moreover, if Weiss died, Vili would not be able to survive either, which would be equivalent to directly wiping out an entire dragon knight unit.

Although Weiss likely knew that the mysterious man who appeared later was not a bad person, he was not certain that he was a good person.

"Who am I? Hmm... good question!" The mysterious heroic spirit seriously rubbed his skeletal chin, and his withered right hand made Weiss's heart skip a beat.

"Who I am is not important, what matters is who you are?" The mysterious Heroic Spirit looked at Weiss and suddenly smiled. He stretched out his hand and simply pointed at Weiss, and the Sernar Dragon Armor and Dragon Armor involuntarily appeared on Weiss and Vili's bodies!
"!" Weiss's pupils suddenly contracted. He hadn't expected that someone could bypass his control and summon Cenar's relic from the depths of his soul! This made Weiss instantly terrified, and he almost dragged Vili away.

"Don't be so tense. You seem to be very wary of me? Save your breath. If I wanted to deal with you, you would be dead long ago, hahaha! Cautious little dragon knight! But caution is good! Caution is good!" The mysterious heroic spirit muttered to himself, his eyes filled with longing and nostalgia.

"Greetings, Your Excellency Sernar!" The mysterious heroic spirit suddenly bowed to Weiss, placing his hand on his chest.

"???" Weiss was stunned, and a chill crept into his heart the next second. After all, Middle-earth dark magic included the possibility of the body taking over such magic! And the soul of Cernar, which had been lurking within him for five years...

"Look, he's in such a hurry again!" The mysterious heroic spirit seemed to see through Weiss's thoughts and teased him directly.

"Your dragon is much calmer than you!" The mysterious heroic spirit shook his head and commented on Whis's performance.

"If you have something to say, please speak frankly!" Weiss frowned, sensing that something was amiss.

"Relax! My knight! That old man is just trying to scare you for no reason!" Vili's voice, which could no longer stand it, rang in Weiss's mind.

"Huh!" Weiss stared in disbelief at the mysterious Heroic Spirit, whose aged face revealed a mischievous and triumphant smile.

"Hahaha! Sernar, your successor has been quite frightened by me! Hahaha! Your judgment is terrible!" The mysterious heroic spirit chuckled at the illusory, shimmering dragon armor on Whis's chest.

"Alright, alright, I'm not teasing you anymore. Let me reintroduce myself! I am... the King of the Mountain People! The Lord and Leader of the Path of the Dead!" The mysterious spirit solemnly whispered to Weiss.

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