Chapter 39: The Big Bang

"Why don't you sit down and have a good talk, young man, I've got a delicious elf wine, a delicious wheat pastry—ah, and a big lump of blue bass, if you're as good as I am. Saruman's voice was still coming from time to time, and soon after Zhao Mian started to strike, Saruman's words became clear again, and he disturbed Zhao Mian's actions by tapping side knocks, and always tried to use his words to guide Zhao Mian's behavior.

"Hey. Zhao Mian carried the war hammer on his shoulders and sighed heavily- His attack on this tower did not play much role, although he had smashed the floor at the top of the tower to pieces, but he found that there was a more solid layer of structure of the same material under it, and the ancient magic was hovering on it, which should be the reason why this tower was able to withstand Zhao Mian's attack, this layer of structure transferred all the strength caused by Zhao Mian to the base of the entire city in some mysterious way, and then transmitted into the earth. Zhao Mian attacked the entire tower with the greatest force he could use, but he could only exchange for a small amount of black debris and a slight shaking of the entire tower, this business was not cost-effective, so Zhao Mian planned not to continue, he walked to the edge of the platform at the top of the tower, and while looking down, he said, "Wizard Saruman, there is a saying that I don't know if you have heard: 'Tobacco and alcohol are harmful to health. One less cigarette, a few hundred more years, one less drop of wine - it makes no difference. "So tobacco is something like this, you'd better quit it, for someone of your age, any opportunity to prolong life is very worth cherishing!"

"Thank you so much for your concern, young man. But the tobacco leaves of the Blue Bas always immerse me in the beautiful country tunes: the breeze that rolls up over the boundless wilderness takes away the exhaustion of the afternoon, the crisp gin washes away my tired lungs, and the butter bread and the wild venison that smells of grass and trees on the table, isn't it the best consolation?" Saruman's voice echoed clearly in the air, Zhao Mian couldn't tell where he was, but he could feel that he was being watched by him through something- If his memory was correct, and Saruman didn't have much of it, it would have been the Orb of Truth that Gandalf had mentioned.

Zhao Mian didn't reply, he knew that Saruman wanted to answer his words himself, because he didn't know much about Zhao Mian - even if he searched all the information he could find, he couldn't understand Zhao Mian's power and his origin, and to achieve the goal of controlling a person, it was impossible to achieve it through direct words alone. It's like if you want someone to bring you something from a store near their house, but after you talk to him for a long time, you find that they can't bring it to you because there is no store near their house - you have to understand the other person, at least the most basic understanding, otherwise your words will not have any effect at all.

Zhao Mian was very cautious not to reveal his information, compared to the omnipresent murmuring of the ancient gods, and coupled with the call from the deepest part of everyone's hearts, which is also the most basic desire and instinct of his own flesh, Saruman's power is just a little drizzle, and it can't penetrate Zhao Mian's heart defense at all.

But waiting here all the time, having some unnutritious conversations with the other party is not the result that Zhao Mian wants- He could even see that Saruman was interfering with the battle in the distance, and that Sarsdom had almost been hit by lightning in the clouds twice in a row, and although Sarsdom had already knocked down the two weaker Ringlings and their mounts, the remaining Ringlings were like enemies of different classes compared to the two Ringspirits in front of him, and the mace in his hand even pierced Sardom's scales, leaving wounds on his bones and muscles. Silky blood was oozing from beneath Sarsdom's scales, staining his entire right leg red.

It can't go on like this, the situation on the scene has been tilting in the direction of the enemy, if this situation is allowed to continue, then it is very likely that it will be irreparable, just give it a fight! Zhao Mian nodded secretly, he put the war hammer back on his back, and took out a sharp dagger in his hand, although compared to a blunt weapon, this weapon does much less damage to buildings, but if it is just a small hole in the stone, it is obviously much more reliable than a sledgehammer. Especially when I am just a chisel.

For a huge building, an inconsequential opening on the terrace at the top of the building is not a big deal for the whole building, at most the residents on the top floor need to do some work when it rains - it doesn't make any difference elsewhere. But if a small gap is carved into a complete magical structure, then there is a lot more that can be done - Zhao Mian did just that, he knocked the dagger into the magical structure layer, although it did not weaken or disappear the effectiveness of the spell, but it opened a small gap in it.

Zhao Mian tightly grasped the handle of the dagger, and in the gap in the armor, a strong holy light began to shine out, and in his hand, the huge power was continuously transmitted to the entire Ozark Tower through the short dagger, and gradually eroded the channel originally used for the operation of magic power. Then, a ray of light pierced through the originally dark stone, as if announcing its own beginning, slowly, continuously, beams of light shining out from beneath the surface, and the dark magic was gradually driven away by the holy light, which had been accumulating, compressing, and converging at the core of the entire spell structure, the base of the Ozark Tower.

"Stop! Damn! Do you know what you're doing?!!! "Quite a bit of anger, Saruman roared loudly, those gentle words, soft tones disappeared at this moment, some only left a little anxiety, and a lot of panic, Zhao Mian could feel that around his body, some forces were trying to interfere with his movements, but whether it was the scorching flames or the slowly freezing ice crystals, it didn't change his movements in the slightest- Zhao Mian was still channeling power into the Ozek Tower, and the magic power of those towers themselves had been completely compressed into the core, "Stop, stop, do you want to cause disaster?!!! or do you want to drag everyone into the world of the dead?!!!

The ground began to shake - as if something was about to burst out of its shell, and the entire Orzak Tower was rising, not because of the tower's function, but because its pedestal was expanding, and in that swollen pedestal, Zhao Mian's unparalleled power was gathered, and the divine light pierced the earth, and countless orcs howled to avoid these lights. It didn't take long to rise, because Zhao Mian let go of his hand, and the dagger turned into a sky of metal debris the moment he let go, this weapon that was not very expensive could support it for such a long time, it was already very unimaginable. The tower regained its original height again, but it was only the calm before the storm, and it didn't require much great perception, almost all the nearby creatures stopped what they were doing and looked this way, and the dragon and the king of the rings in the sky also stopped fighting, and they took two completely different actions- Sarsdom roared and flew towards him, but at this moment, the power that maintained his presence in this world had been removed, and he was pulled back to Azeroth on the way to fly, and the Lord of the Rings immediately turned his mount and fled into the distance.

- Because of the magic, the majestic magic was gathered into a small dot, and they were restless trying to break free from the confines of the light, like a wild horse that had been forcibly put on a rope - and the rope was about to wear out.

Then, as if the world had stood still for a moment, all sounds disappeared - or some kind of imperceptible voice drowned out all the others. Then the air vibrated as if a chick had come out of its shell and watched tentatively, and at that moment some kind of sharp sound pierced the air and swept through everyone's ears. Then, a massive explosion from beneath the ground shook everything, and Ozokta—no, not just Ozarkta, but the whole of Isenger trembled and turned into ruins in the explosion, a grand explosion that turned the ancient city into a cloud of the past.

As for Zhao Mian...... Who knows, but Saruman had seen a glittering bright spot streak across the sky behind his extremely thick magical barrier, heading southwest.