bullyxtreme Chapter 133 Interception
Chapter 133 Interception
"Rohan~~~!" King Elrond couldn't help but exclaimed after hearing Lin Yu's self-introduction. King Elrond continued, "Sir, I am first of all sincerely happy that Rohan can send representatives to attend the meeting here. After all, after I learned about Saruman's betrayal, I have been worried that Rohan will be completely blocked. I didn't expect that not only you are here, but also two people who claim to be Rohan's special envoys have arrived here not long ago..." There is no doubt that the people who came to Rivendell before Lin Yu must be the escaped Prince Hiyod and his younger brother, the blond man. Lin Yu was naturally prepared for this. It can even be said that the situation has developed to this point completely under his connivance and careful arrangement.
Looking at King Elrond who looked suspicious, Lin Yu smiled slightly, took out a letter from his arms calmly, and said: "This is an official document of Rohan, which can prove my identity. If you need any other proof, you can ask me. I firmly believe that the great King Elrond can make an accurate judgment." After a quick glance, King Elrond handed the document back to Lin Yu, and said in a flat tone: "There is no problem with the official letter and the magic seal on it. It is indeed a document issued by Rohan officials. This is enough for you to become a guest of Rivendell. Please follow me..." Although the words of the Elf King seemed quite friendly, he still did not explicitly acknowledge Lin Yu's identity as "Rohan's special envoy", and there was obviously some room left. However, Lin Yu didn't care about it at all, and still followed with a smile. Even if Rivendell would become a dragon's den and a tiger's lair, for him, it was just like a theme park full of unknowns and challenges.
Speaking of the Autobots, under Saruman's gloomy command, the Autobots led a group of fierce-looking orcs, preparing to attack aggressively. Their goal was to destroy everything, and their destination was Rohan, the country of the cavalry. The fierce aura they exuded seemed to be able to turn everything they passed into a scorched earth.
During this turbulent and majestic march, the yellow leopard's sharp and murderous eyes, like a sword, suddenly caught sight of the condor flying freely in the vast sky. On the condor's broad and solid back was Gandalf, who was determined to escape.
The yellow leopard transformed without hesitation, turning into Steel Garuru, and rushed towards the sky with the force of thunder. The cold, hard, and eerie metal shell of Steel Garuru flashed a creepy light under the scorching sun. Its extremely sharp claws, which were full of cold light, seemed to be able to ruthlessly tear everything in the world apart in an instant; its sharp and slender teeth were like extremely sharp and deadly blades, and just one look at them was enough to scare people away and make them feel terrified.
Seeing this, the condor immediately spread its huge and powerful wings, trying to dodge the fierce attack of the yellow leopard with its extremely agile posture and superb flying skills. It kept circling and diving in the air, and every action was filled with a strong desire for survival, trying its best to get rid of the deadly threat of the yellow leopard.
However, the speed and strength of Steel Garuru were too great and too amazing. It accelerated instantly like a lightning bolt, and rushed towards the Condor with a thunderous force that seemed to be able to destroy everything. The Condor had to flap its wings desperately, using all its strength to quickly rise and turn over in a thrilling way to avoid the fatal impact that was like the kiss of death.
The yellow leopard pounced on the condor again and again like a gust of wind, its sharp claws ruthlessly scratched the condor's feathers, leaving a series of shocking, bloody marks. The condor was not to be outdone, it widened its eyes, full of anger and determination, and pecked the yellow leopard fiercely with its sharp hooked beak. But the indestructible shell of the steel Garuru easily resisted this seemingly fierce attack, and each peck seemed to be a powerless collision with steel.
Although Huang Bao wanted to defeat the Condor and regain control of Gandalf, he also had deep concerns in his heart. He was worried that Gandalf would complete the transformation in advance, making the whole situation more complicated and difficult to control. Therefore, when attacking, Huang Bao still held back and did not use his full strength.
The two sides launched a one-sided crushing battle in the air. The wind was howling, and the condor's feathers were flying in the wind. Its cry was full of endless anger, pain and despair. The yellow leopard also keenly realized that the condor had been seriously injured before. Judging from the condition of the injury, it was probably caused by the terrifying constructed creatures transformed by Saruman. In the end, after a fierce and suffocating confrontation, Gandalf was successfully rescued. However, the condor had been severely injured, and its wings became soft and weak, and every flap seemed so difficult. Its flying posture also became shaky, as if it would fall straight from the sky in the next second.
After letting Gandalf go, the Yellow Panther led his demonic troops to attack Aragorn's Fellowship of the Ring with overwhelming force. The Fellowship of the Ring was instantly enveloped by this sudden and fierce attack, as if they were trapped in an inescapable dark nightmare.
The yellow leopard was like a demon descending on the earth, carrying an unstoppable, all-destroying terrifying momentum, and rushed towards the Guardian of the Rings as fast as a violent hurricane. His speed was as fast as a ghost, so fast that the members of the Guardian of the Rings didn't even have time to blink their eyes, and they didn't have time to make any effective response.
With his keen intuition honed from years of fighting in blood and fire, the experienced Aragorn sensed the impending danger in advance. When the Yellow Panther army rolled in like a surging tide, Aragorn stood up without hesitation like a resolute god of war. He tightly grasped the weathered and battle-scarred long sword in his hand, and the sword body flashed with a cold light, as if silently telling the glory and vicissitudes of the past. His eyes were as sharp as torches and as firm as iron, burning with the resolute determination to face death.
However, facing the yellow panther's ghostly speed and extraordinary agility, Aragorn's attacks failed again and again. The yellow panther easily avoided Aragorn's fierce sword moves, and its sharp claws were like lightning that suddenly flashed in the darkness, instantly leaving deep wounds on Aragorn's body. Blood flowed like a flood, quickly dyeing the ground under his feet red, forming a shocking pool of blood.