Luo Yinglong’s forehead immediately showed bulging veins. He roared, “Who is the reckless youth? Who is the reckless youth? Damn it, just say what you mean, why are you mumbling over there? Don’t treat me like an idiot and a fool!” (Truly a reckless youth.) Zheng Zha and the others couldn't help but sigh internally. Despite their thoughts, Zheng Zha spoke aloud, “I am Captain Zheng Zha of the Central Continent Team. Which team are you from? What business do you have with me?” Luo Yinglong coughed to steady his emotions, and only after several seconds did he say, “I am a member of the Celestial God Team, my name is Luo Yinglong, and I have come specifically to challenge you!” As the young man spoke, he failed to notice the implication of his words; the term 'challenge' usually implied a match between lower-ranked individuals challenging higher ones, or peers fighting peers, yet his presence now seemed far more imposing than Zheng Zha’s.

No matter how one looked at it, he appeared to have the upper hand, yet he used the word ‘challenge.’ Zheng Zha understood immediately, realizing that Chu Xuan’s guess was correct once again: this person had indeed fought against his clone before.

“Don’t you find this rather abrupt?” Zheng Zha suddenly asked with curiosity.

Luo Yinglong asked blankly, “Abrupt? What’s abrupt? Is challenging you considered abrupt?” Zheng Zha scratched his head. “If we were members of the same team, then challenging or sparring would be fine, nothing life-threatening. But right now, we are fighting as teams in this horror movie reincarnation! Aren’t you afraid that our Central Continent Team will just kill you since you came alone?” “Kill me?” Luo Yinglong burst into laughter, roaring loudly, “Kill me? You really dare to say that! How will you kill me? High-tech weaponry? Bombs? Laser guns? Or will you hack at me blade by blade with your weapons? Look clearly, I have cultivated the immortal path! Do you think I wouldn't carry some magical treasures? Like this Azure Heart Jade Pendant on my wrist, which emits a blue light for protection against fatal attacks, or perhaps…” The youth actually began introducing his magical artifacts and weapons one by one.

(Truly a reckless youth.) Zheng Zha waited until Luo Yinglong started describing his undergarments before quickly interjecting, “Wait a minute, let’s get back to the point. You said you want to fight me; my answer is no. This isn’t a mandated one-on-one duel. We are surviving in this horror movie world as a team! Furthermore, I have a war to face tonight. Don’t bother me unless it’s important. Go back and truly understand what you possess first.”

Luo Yinglong paused, then immediately grew furious. “Damn it, are you messing with me? Of course I know what I have on me; do I need you to nag me about it? Didn’t you just say someone on your Central Continent Team could kill me? Let’s see who can break through so many layers of defensive treasures to actually injure me!” Zheng Zha stopped talking and simply snapped his fingers towards Zhang Heng. Zhang Heng understood the signal, nodded, and immediately tossed an arrow onto the ground. Then, he drew back his bow, flexing his body, and as a burst of heat erupted, the arrow in his hand was firmly aimed at Luo Yinglong.

Luo Yinglong was initially dismissive, but when the arrow was truly pointed at him, the young man finally adopted a solemn expression. He slowly lifted the jade pendant from his wrist and held it in his palm, then stated, “Shoot that arrow if you have the guts. Whether I get injured is still uncertain, but I will definitely lose one or two protective artifacts, and you won’t get away scot-free either. If you fire that arrow, I swear I will never forgive you!” Zheng Zha gently restrained Zhang Heng with his hand, smiling as he said to Luo Yinglong, “Didn’t you claim no one on my team could kill you? You swagger around in front of my squad like this, do you really think you are invincible? You’re too arrogant, aren’t you?” Luo Yinglong’s face flushed red, and he immediately shouted, “Enough with the talk, let’s settle this with a match! Damn it, I must kill you!” Just as Luo Yinglong prepared to launch an attack, a voice suddenly rang out from his embrace.

Pick up the phone, pick up the phone, I am his woman, all you vixens around, listen up.

Luo Yinglong’s face instantly flushed hot. He desperately wished to smash his phone on the ground, but the voice continued, and it rang out when no one else was around, while dozens of eyes stared at him. Finally, Luo Yinglong lowered his head and pulled out the phone from his chest, growling softly, “You annoying woman! Wait until I get back, and I’ll teach you a good lesson. Yes, Adam, I understand! But the Central Continent Team is pushing things too far... I’ll talk about it when I get back!” As he said this last part, Luo Yinglong was grinding his teeth and roaring fiercely.

Everyone nearby looked at him in bewilderment. There were at least thousands of pairs of eyes in this castle watching him motionlessly. No matter how thick Luo Yinglong’s skin was, having lost his dignity just now, there was no way he could hold his head up. The more he thought, the angrier he became.

He couldn't help but violently smash the phone against the castle wall.

With a loud bang, the phone actually managed to dent the incredibly thick city wall. Then Luo Yinglong shot away on his sword without looking back, his voice echoing endlessly in the air.

“Zheng Zha, your luck can’t last forever! We will certainly fight again sooner or later! Just wait for me, damn it, ah, ah, ah…” The voice gradually faded into the distance.

Zheng Zha looked at the people beside him, utterly confused. “What was that guy here for? Did he just come to say that?” Everyone was baffled, except for Chu Xuan, who was murmuring the two words Luo Yinglong had spoken earlier: Adam. Shifting focus, the Celestial God Team’s second strongest fighter, Luo Yinglong, had suffered a massive humiliation at Helm’s Deep, while the main strength of the Celestial God Team remained unknown.

The five Reincarnation Squads had completely dispersed across various locations in Middle-earth, it was expected that they would clash in the final battle at Mordor.

First, Hao Tian led the group of newcomers to Isengard. Of course, what they saw were countless Uruk-hai soldiers. Then, under Hao Tian’s mix of coaxing and threats, everyone was convinced that trying to force their way through Isengard would surely alert the Uruk-hai.

The more dangerous a place is, the safer it is. They might as well stay put. Hao Tian and the four Central Continent Team members began their daily routine: ambushing and capturing Uruk-hai.

This area was where the Five Heroes were strongest. As a scout in a special operations team, he was quite familiar with infiltration tactics. Every day they would sneak out a few Uruk-hai prisoners, inject them with tracking modification fluid immediately upon capture, and then, following Chu Xuan’s instructions, insert consciousness guides into the heads of these future trackers. With the help of this instrument, these giants could be completely hypnotized.

“Incredible! I didn’t expect the ‘Main God’ space to have items like this available for exchange. Consciousness guidance devices currently only have related technology in the United States, and it’s incomplete. The main function is equivalent to a truth serum; it can reveal what’s inside a person’s heart, which also aids hypnosis. Based on Chu Xuan’s notes, the trackers’ consciousness is almost a blank slate when modification is complete, making them perfect for modification with this instrument. Hahaha, Chu Xuan is truly amazing!” Hao Tian laughed heartily.

The four by his side, including Zero Point, were silently thinking that Hao Tian, with his smiling façade, was no less cunning than Chu Xuan.

“Hahaha, why are you looking at me with such hasty admiration? Don’t worry, I guarantee these Uruk-hai trackers will be ten times stronger than human trackers! A tracker who can use battle qi! Hahaha!” Hao Tian’s exaggerated laughter echoed through the forest. Speaking of forests, the veteran members of the Southern Flame Continent Team, including the hobbit Merry, were currently deep within the woods. They were facing a group of Ents, towering over ten meters tall. What Niose wanted to do was persuade these giants to follow his commands and join him in the war against Mordor, which was proving to be an extremely difficult task.

“Yes, just as I said before, as long as Mordor exists, they will find ways to burn this forest. How long can one guard against thieves? So, rather than passively waiting to be burned and then retaliating, it’s better to strike proactively, unite the forces of Rohan, Gondor, the Elves, and the Wizard, and march together to flatten Mordor!” Niose looked at the circle of giant trees surrounding him and spoke loudly to the Ents, though he had no certainty about the effect.

One of the Ents spoke slowly, “But this is not the war of the Ents; this is the war of Men and the Wizard.” “But isn’t that Wizard also controlled by the Dark Lord of Mordor? And I guarantee that if Men are defeated, the next target won’t be this forest, right? So, my suggestion is…” (Still far off! These damned Ents are a formidable force! They possess not only powerful bodies but also green life magic. I must seize control of this power!) Niose persisted with devout effort, trying to secure the Southern Flame Continent Team’s most crucial source of ‘influence’ in this world. Meanwhile, the Northern Ice Continent Team featured a long-haired man smiling as he stood atop a pile of mangled corpses. He played with a golden ring in his hand for a long time before finally chuckling, “So this ring has this function! Interesting, very interesting. I’ll give it to the Dark Lord Sauron. I really want to see the scene when everyone else sees him resurrected, hahaha, this is too amusing.” With that, he turned and walked out of the swamp, where the sky was a blood-red hue—that was Mordor.