I Have a Monster Farm

In the White City of Gondor, when Boromir chose to accept the power of the Dark Ring, he finally felt the power of this power.

Facing Angmar Bone King's proposal, Boromir did not refuse this time.

In the training ground, a squad of 300 guard knights has gathered here.

They were all Boromir's admirers, and they were also his closest guards. Apart from the guards, there was one person worth noting, and that was Faramir standing in front of the team.

"Brother, is there any task we need to do?"

When Faramir saw his brother summoning the guards suddenly, he immediately thought of raiding the orcs.

If they make a sudden beheading, or run out to find reinforcements, then the crisis in Baicheng can be resolved.

However, why is there such a weird person next to my brother in the middle of the night?

Faramir looked subconsciously at the Bone King of Angmar. He hid his body in the black robe with a deep hat brim, so that no one could see his true appearance.

"Are you willing to give everything to protect Gondor?"

Boromir only had one sentence, but this sentence represented an extremely heavy commitment.

Faramir was stunned for a moment, then drew out his sword with a clang, and said firmly, "I am willing."

After seeing Faramir's movements, the guards drew their swords at the same time: "It is our duty to protect Gondor."

Boromir held up the dark ring, and the power of darkness began to spread towards them.

Exclamations sounded, and everyone was shocked by this scene, but their trust in Boromir prevented them from taking other actions.

The power of darkness split into thousands of filaments like spider webs, and then enveloped these knights.

The power of darkness continued to blend into their bodies, transforming his body structure little by little, endowing them with even stronger power.

"ah"

The shouts continued, and the knights became taller and taller, their eyes were dark, their skin was gray and dark, and black air lingered around their bodies.

"Brother, this, this is your strength?"

Faramir had grown from a tall man with a height of more than 1.8 meters to a strong man of more than 2 meters. His armor was about to crack, but the strength in his body made him extremely shocked.

He felt that he could easily lift a thousand kilograms of things, and he was stronger and more ferocious than the orcs.

"This is the power of the magic warrior, and you will all be my pro-army from now on."

Boromir finally explained that this is the strengthening power given by the dark ring, and it is also one of the powers transformed by the power of darkness after he fully accepts the dark ring.

Faramir was amazed that his brother had such great power, but he didn't feel the slightest jealousy: "Obey."

"Yes, Lord Boromir."

They shouted in unison, their voices were loud, and even alarmed the defenders in the white city and the orc army outside the city.

Everyone was wondering what method Boromir had prepared.

The Bone King of Angmar looked at the strength of the demon warriors approvingly, and said, "Not bad ability, you planted a seed in their bodies."

The power of darkness is the seed. As long as someone desires to become stronger and obtain the approval of the power of darkness, the seed will take root and germinate.

"It's up to you to act, it won't be just a ring spirit who will come here in a few days."

"Don't worry, I won't joke, let alone disappoint the master."

Boromir nodded and said: "That's good, Faramir, you lead the magic warriors to defend the city, and I will bring reinforcements in a few days."

"Yes, brother."

Three hundred magic warriors are not many, but this force is placed on defense, but these orcs cannot easily break through.

A soul wave emanated from Angmar, and then a bitter cold wind blew in the sky, and a huge bone wyvern descended on the two of them under the moonlight.

"Let's go, it's time to go to my home court."

The Bone King of Angmar flew onto the Bone Dragon, and Boromir jumped up, also jumping up under Faramir's shocked gaze.

The two flew towards the night sky, in the direction of Osgiliath, which was the old capital of Gondor a long time ago, and is now the guarded city of the White City, but it has already fallen in the previous war, and now it is only Half a ruin.

The two flew fast in the night sky, under the darkness, even the orcs couldn't detect their existence.

Soon, the Bone Dragon had come to the range of Osgiliath, and the strong breath of death satisfied the Angmar Bone King very much.

"Go down."

The bone dragon landed on the ruins of Osgiliath, and the loud noise immediately attracted the attention of the orcs stationed here.

"There are enemies, catch them."

The half-orcs rushed over excitedly, swarming like wild beasts.

Boromir jumped and jumped down, the black sword in his hand slashed horizontally, and the sharp blade harvested the orcs like leeks.

The Angmar Bone King controlled the Bone Dragon to attack, and the black dragon flames aimed directly at everything around, burning the half-orc's body.

There are quite a few half-orcs. Although Osgiliath has been turned into ruins, it still has nearly 3,000 half-orcs stationed in its strategically important position.

After they discovered the traces of the two, they immediately launched an attack and directly surrounded Angmar Bone King and the others.

Bows and arrows shot out continuously, falling towards the two of them.

Boromir had already entered the state of a black knight, covered in armor condensed by the power of darkness, bows and arrows could not harm him at all.

But he was brandishing a black sword and slaughtering half-orcs, venting his anger.

It was on the battlefield of Osgiliath that 40,000 Gondor warriors and countless civilians were killed by these ferocious half-orcs.

To put it bluntly, this is a terrible burial ground.

The half-orcs were still brave enough to die, but facing the two messengers of the dark ring, their attacks were futile.

The death force of the Angmar Bone King radiated out, and the whole ground swelled, and one after another, white bones drilled out of the ground. Then they all turned into skeleton warriors, dragged the half-orc to them, and brutally killed them.

Three thousand and a half orcs, but within ten minutes, they were all beheaded.

"Boromir, I need your dark ring power to help."

Among the three thousand and a half orc corpses, neither Boromir nor Angmar Bone King showed any strange expressions.

Although the smell of blood was strong, it did not affect them.

"Can."

Receiving a response, Angmar Bone King held up his dark ring, and the power of darkness and death spread around.

Boromir's eyes were astonished, but at the same time he integrated his dark power into this power, and then under the leadership of Angmar Bone King, the dark power enveloped the entire Osgiliath.

Every messenger of the dark ring is an excellent seed of dark power, and Zhang Ziyu's random games can't strengthen their power.

But with the continuous growth of power, every messenger of the dark ring is growing with the darkness, at least for now, they are all Maya-level combat power.

The sixth level is the strength of the base, and it is almost the strength of Vera.

And the joint efforts of the two messengers of the dark ring created enough to cover the entire city, causing a lot of commotion.

The ground shook, and the corpses and bones continued to gather, breaking through the ground like a towering giant bone bamboo.

The bones are like a forest, and the ruins are like a tomb.

The power of death is rapidly congealing, and three tall and tall bone mountains are gradually forming in the bone forest.