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

Chapter 786 Clear Skies!

Fifty miles north of Lagrange!

"Your Majesty Uvasa!" Frostwolf hero Safis, leading a Northern Orc army of less than 20,000, finally reunited with Uvasa and his men! If Roland saw this Orc hero riding a giant frost wolf, he'd probably pop his eyes out. After all, Orcs rarely have the profession of knight, let alone become heroes! His luck alone is exceptional among Orcs!

"You've finally arrived!" Uvasa nodded. Regardless of whether they came today or not, he was going to attack anyway. They were too close to Lagrange City, and Dragon Eye was no pushover! Yesterday, they managed to survive until tonight by using the continuous bushes and thick snow in the wasteland to conceal their tracks. Now, they had already suffered thousands of casualties from frostbite. If this dragged on any longer, they would collapse on their own without Roland's intervention.

Given the presence of Roland's band of Ringwraiths wielding forbidden spells, they couldn't risk marching during the day, as that would undoubtedly make them easy targets for the kingdom's sixth-tier warriors. The lack of open fires and tents for warmth presented a significant challenge for this army from the southern Rune region.

What? You're asking why those two orc legions didn't conceal their movements? Weren't they afraid of forbidden spells? The Ringwraiths naturally had their own calculations. To annihilate two separate legions of ten thousand men each would require at least two forbidden spells. And the Ringwraiths, hiding in the shadows, believed that the king was a smart man. Smart men think things through, and with concerns, they wouldn't waste their forbidden spell slots carelessly!

As it turned out, the Ringwraiths made the right gamble. Faced with the unknown dangers posed by the Ringwraiths, even Roland dared not easily waste his trump cards. The Dark Forest Law applied here as well! Before these rats in the gutter emerged, Roland naturally couldn't unleash his limited forbidden spells on an infinite number of orcs!
However, if this massive army of Eastern Yi chariot warriors from Uvasa dares to show itself in the wasteland, Roland wouldn't be doing his duty as a host if he didn't organize a forbidden spell war. The Eastern Yi's growth cycle is much longer than that of the orcs. After these armies are defeated, the Eastern Yi will be basically crippled. Where else can Roland find such a good opportunity? If they dare to show themselves, he dares to fight! Just imagine the marching Eastern Yi being covered by forbidden spells... tsk tsk tsk! That would be terrible!

The orc army outside Lagrange City slowly gathered in the camp, and five figures exuding a faint aura of power emerged from among them!
Five Tier 6s are a devastating blow to Mordor, if not crippling, enough to leave Sauron speechless for a long time. After all, Tier 6s aren't commonplace, and the Dark Alliance's high-end forces significantly outnumber the Alliance's. If Sauron hadn't been traumatized by his previous defeat, a full-scale gamble after 2950 in the Third Age might have been enough to crush the Alliance, which was facing a generational gap! The White Path? How many Tier 6s does the White Path have? Sauron probably doesn't even know himself. If he gets really ruthless, he could easily gather dozens of Tier 6s! No wonder Sauron is considered brainless! He managed to turn such a favorable situation around! Shameful!
"Get ready!" The totem shaman of the Ghost Fang tribe gave a strange smile to the city of Lagrange.

"Hehe, this time they'll be in deep trouble!" Several sixth-level orcs laughed eerily.

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"No help needed!"

"let me go!"

"Mom! Help me!"

A group of humans were dragged out of their tents by orcs. The three orc shamans looked at the quality of the offerings with satisfaction and waved their hands.

A group of filthy and ugly orcs immediately grabbed the Gondorians they had abducted and arranged them according to the shamans' instructions.

The shamans looked at each other and nodded, then began to set up magical items and spices to increase the success rate of their spells. After all, blood sacrifice spells could easily be interfered with by the spirits of the dead and suffer a backlash on their spiritual power.

"Let's begin!" The three orc totem shamans smiled cruelly and gestured to the other orcs.

"Thud!" The orc swiftly slashed the necks of these humans with his blade, blood gushing out instantly. The humans whose throats had been slit collapsed to the ground, convulsing. Through the huge cuts in their necks, their throats could be seen still trembling as they struggled desperately...

The three orc shamans paid no attention to the human sacrifices, instead summoning their totem poles. The flowing river of blood, drawn by the totem poles, transformed into a strange blood rune that slowly coiled around them and danced...

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"Something's wrong! Sound the alarm!" Adolf Heinrich suddenly opened his eyes. A massive amount of spiritual energy was gathering outside the city. Anyone who wasn't a fool could tell that it was the orcs who were behind it!

"An evil force!" Charlie Pros, who was in a deep sleep, was suddenly awakened and rushed out. "Buzz!" The massive city shield of Lagrange City quickly rose and surrounded the city.

"What happened?" Verway, on night patrol, grabbed Adolf Heinrich and asked.

"..." Adolf Heinrich did not speak. He slowly pointed in the direction outside the city, where the phantom images of three towering totem poles were rising!
"Forbidden Spell War!!!" Before the two could speak, Omsk, who had hurriedly gotten out of bed, saw the thing and screamed at the top of his lungs, a scream that woke up the entire city of Lagrange.

"Heretics! You want war! I, in the name of the Dragon God, grant you war!" Charlie Pross appeared with a halo behind his head, wielding a warhammer in one hand and a holy book in the other. He casually cast an invigorating halo, calming everyone on the city wall.

At this point, Omske found the charlatan more and more pleasing to the eye. In fact, as long as the charlatan didn't brainwash people, he was quite adorable as he focused on using a hammer to strike down heretics who opposed the kingdom!
"May the spirit of fire (may the spirit of wind)..." At this moment, the Royal Forbidden Spellcaster squad, who had rushed to the scene, had already begun chanting and casting spells. High-level spellcasters needed to accumulate cards, but they didn't. As long as they had cards, they would just play them! The sooner they cast the spell, the sooner they could recover!
"They're insane! These 20,000 people dare to wage a forbidden war! Who gave them the guts?" The sixth-tier hero Mogus couldn't help but look at those orc "heroes." The kingdom had city shields, what did they have? Could three totem shamans possibly turn the world upside down?

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"Those humans are doomed!" The orc overlords guarding the three totem shamans grinned savagely. Behind them lay five thousand Gondorian captives, their bodies dried up and lying in pools of blood!

The oppressive aura of the forbidden spell in the sky had begun to slowly take shape and was about to be released. However, strangely, the center of the forbidden spell did not move toward Lagrange City, but instead converged on the head of the totem shaman.

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"Are they going to fight each other?" Roland's eyes lit up as he looked at the forbidden spell in the distance. "Why should you eat the forbidden spell that I worked so hard to release? I'll have a taste myself first!"
"Could it be a defensive forbidden spell..." Maple Forest Orchid looked at Roland's wild idea and smiled bitterly. "Orcs aren't brain-dead, why would they put themselves into an offensive forbidden spell?"

"Your Excellency Adolf Heinrich, have you noticed anything amiss?" Charlie Pross suddenly frowned.

"Wind and Fire Reach the Heavens!" Suddenly, the Royal Forbidden Spellcaster Squad finished chanting, and a terrifying forbidden spell pressure was released, which they then threw directly towards the orc army.

“Something’s not right! That aura is off, it doesn’t seem like a forbidden spell…” Watching the torrent of forbidden spells, intertwined with wind and fire, fly toward the orc, Adolf Heinrich decided to observe the attack’s effects before making any decisions.

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As the last rune faded, the forbidden spell was complete. However, this forbidden spell neither covered Lagrange City nor the orcs themselves; instead, it shot into the sky and exploded violently, sending a dark ripple across hundreds of miles. Everyone's heart sank! They anxiously awaited the effects of the forbidden spell.

"This... what about the forbidden spell of the mage order?" Darian Nightblade suddenly asked in horror.

"Disappeared???" Roland stared in disbelief at the forbidden spell—Wind and Fire—that had vanished without a trace in the sky, and exclaimed in horror.

"Damn it!" Adolf Heinrich and Charlie Pross suddenly exchanged a horrified glance.

"A rule-based anti-air spell! A half-step divine spell—Clear Sky!" The two exchanged a horrified glance.

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