Boom! Boom!

The ground was split open one after another, and the gravel and mud were splashed like sharp arrows, and even the whistling air could cut through people's faces. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The light mask was torn apart almost immediately, and the staff that Gandalf inserted on the ground, which was not damaged in the slightest bit by the hard resistance to the shattering blow and now exudes the aura of legend, directly shattered!

The old wizard was trapped in the phantom of thousands of tentacles, and it seemed that he was about to be torn apart in the next moment, and Ling Qi regretted that the staff he had not been able to harvest was not the top product he imagined after all, but he was also waiting for Gandalf's next gorgeous counterattack.

The gray-robed wizard's face was already extremely pale, which showed that his power was not endless, it seemed that the constant recovery effect of the Ring of Fire was not as powerful as the legend, or maybe this wizard had not used the power of the Ring until now!

In short, no matter what, every time Gandalf counterattacked, he was striding towards the abyss of death, and he had more enemies than he could have imagined!

The tentacles were extremely thick, dancing like jungle pythons, but they were even more hideous, and they were ten times longer than the giant pythons, and the shortest ones were twenty or thirty meters long!

The suction cups on the tentacles showed their fangs one after another, and the air was filled with a rancid fishy wind.

In all fairness, this monster is very windy and chilling, but at the moment it makes people feel extremely disgusting, because it is so smelly, fishy*.

In the face of the tentacles with teeth and claws, even if he was in a different dimension, Ling Qi couldn't help but retreat to avoid the edge and leave the attack range of the tentacles, although it was pointless to do so.

Gandalf's figure had disappeared into the sea of tentacles, and he firmly believed that the gray-robed wizard would not be so easily torn apart, because the other party had performed miracles time and again. And even if he is facing such a crazy offensive, there are at least two or more ways to get out of the way, will Gandalf be inferior to him?

The gray-robed wizard regarded him as a great enemy, how could he not have a few brushes.

He was thinking like this, but he saw that countless tentacles had closed in one place, entangled, and the predatory spider had closed its web!

Ling Qi's eyes widened, he thought that the next moment there would be infinite light exploding from where the tentacles were closed, he thought that the next moment Gandalf would appear like a phantom outside the attack of the underwater watchers! Then, he heard-

Boom! Boom! Tear up!

It's like something is being torn apart, torn apart...

Ling Qi's eyes froze.

Streams of blood poured out from the cracks of the entangled tentacles, and the mouthparts the size of a basin greedily devoured the flesh that was not enough at all, and the oozing blood plasma was polluted into purple and black by the blue-green rotten blood, but it could still be distinguished, it definitely did not belong to the water watcher himself!

Ling Qi was stunned and dumbfounded, even if there was spatial interference and his vision was distorted, he was very confident that he would never be mistaken.

Among the countless squeezed out flesh and bones, pieces of gray cloth robes that had been infected into black and red were entangled, and the magic ring that he coveted, shimmering with reddish starlight!

In the face of Fang Cai's furious attack, Gandalf didn't dodge, dodge, or launch any amazing spell counterattacks?

He died? He died like that?

How is this possible? The gray-robed wizard who had been active in Middle-earth for thousands of years died like that?

Ling Qi hadn't thought about this ending at all, because it couldn't be!

Before he could become a fisherman, the old sandpiper had already broken the mussel shell and began to taste the deliciousness.

"Not good!"

Ling Qi was just in a trance for a moment, as if he had discovered something, and suddenly retreated!

At the same time, in the same space as he was currently on, in a place where the natives could not see or go at all, corresponding to the real world, where the tentacles strangled Gandalf, a bit of pure light began to flicker out of nothing!

"Seclusion, sacrificing one's life for righteousness, being reborn from the fire, and the mystery of immortality?"

Ling Qi didn't know what it was, and he retreated into the pit in a few steps, like a frightened bird, a fur-fried beast.

From that bit of light, he felt that Saruman was not far behind, and it was not at all the power that he could fight after leaving the territory, the power of the legend!

The light only flickered in the alien dimension for a moment, as if passing by, and then as if it was locating, and then disappeared immediately.

Then, in the place where Gandalf was shattered in this world, a huge amount of light burst out, just like Ling Qi had imagined before, but it was definitely unexpected, and the belated counterattack finally arrived!

It was simply a flood of light, like an ocean of light rushing through the dam, and a white pillar of light several times thicker than Saruman had given Ling Qi the mystery of light fell from the sky, corresponding to the scorching light source on the ground, as if something was returning from the distant starry sky!

Ling Qi, who retreated to the mine, only looked back slightly, and immediately dispelled the last bit of thinking of being a fisherman, the fisherman had really appeared, it was not the water watcher, and it was not him!

The massive amount of light was too scorching and too hot, and a large group of tentacles that were wrapped together to strangle the prey were evaporated in an instant, and the momentum of the spark burned the prairie even more along the volatilized tentacles that spread to the main body of the octopus monster!

On the small floating island-like body of the octopus monster, hundreds of eyes opened in unison, revealing human horror and panic.

It tried to sink into the water, but found that its body seemed to be frozen in something, and it couldn't move at all.

It could feel the pure destructive energy that spread from its tentacles to its body, and it was afraid that a dozen breaths could completely destroy it, and he was completely powerless to resist.

It saw a human form composed purely of light in the pillar of light, the first time it had encountered it in its nearly 10,000 years of life, and probably the last!

The pillar of light slowly dispersed, and it was only seven or eight breaths before it fell.

The exposed tentacles of the caretaker in the water had been burned away, his body had been scorched, and most of his hundreds of eyes were blind.

How miserable and miserable it is now, how ugly and ugly it is, but it doesn't care about those details at all, it only feels that it has hovered on the edge of life and death countless times.

A tall white-robed old man walked out of the afterglow of the pillar of light, looked at the lake monster coldly, and was so frightened that it shrank back sharply, panicking, and then realized that he could move again.

The lake monster sank into the water in horror, and the white-robed Gandalf hesitated for a moment, facing the frightened and annoyed gaze of the lake monster, he finally gave up the plan to pursue, he had more important things to do.

He gave so much, sacrificed so much, and overdrew his strength in advance, but it wasn't to deal with this little monster!

Gandalf, who evolved into a white-robed wizard, was full of confidence in his heart, although this body was still much worse than what he used in Valinor in the past, and due to insufficient accumulation, the price paid for forcible transformation caused him to not be able to ascend to the sky in one step and obtain the power he expected, but it was enough to deal with a devil from another world!

"Otherworldly demons!"

Gandalf stared coldly at the entrance of the pit, his eyes flashing with hatred and anger!

There were a total of six gifted wizards who arrived in Middle-earth from Valinor, and except for Saruman, who was voluntary, including him, they were all forced to have no choice but to complete the mission.

He Euloin's back stage was definitely a little thicker than Saruman's, and he could have refused the task, but he accepted it, why? Because he wanted to find the true meaning of the light, and take the last step, although it was not the best opportunity, it was not bad!

He knew that Saruman did not like him, and thought that he was only knowledgeable, but too pedantic.

How could Saruman's kind understand his ideals and find another way? This would not be his choice of Oroin.

If it weren't for the fact that he sacrificed himself in advance in order to clear the hidden dangers from the other world this time, his future achievements would definitely be countless times stronger than that white-robed wizard who thought highly of himself, and his choice was correct!

Sure enough, after his death, he did not return to Valinor, but was summoned by Iluvita.

Although his "merit" and "enlightenment" are far from enough for a rebirth, he is right, Lynch is the source of the variables of the whole world, the source of chaos.

Adhering to the belief in slaying demons, he was blessed with a rebirth by Iluvita outside of Yiya, and even got promoted.

Of course, as the price of early promotion, after returning to Valinor, he must forbid himself for 10,000 years to compensate for his mistakes. This punishment was given by Iluvita, and Gandalf thought that the One God was fair and that he would not mind it. He knew what he had lost, it was not that 10,000 years of freedom at all, but an opportunity to ascend to the sky in one step, this was the loss and punishment!

How could an ordinary gifted wizard know that this mission is not only an obligation and responsibility, but also a right, a privilege that has never been seen before!

Gandalf has been on the road to success for thousands of years, not afraid of hardship, not afraid of hardship, not even caring what others think of him, and not caring about the final result.

That result is only related to the situation on the mainland, but it has nothing to do with himself, his success is already predictable, and he Oroin will definitely succeed!

He was almost on the verge of success, just one last step, the most crucial chance that would allow him to have an epiphany!

The new white-robed wizard had a deep anger in his eyes, and he thanked Iluvita for his punishment, which was even more of a great love, because his heart was no longer pure, and he had to spend ten thousand years baptizing it before he could have a chance to re-embark on this almost end-of-the-road path.

He hated, hated the source of the trouble.

If it weren't for that, that group of outsiders from the other world, he could have gone forward bravely to the other side of Nirvana's rebirth.

Only then, only then can he be naturally promoted to a white-robed wizard, and his soul can also be baptized, and after returning to Valinor, he can further his original status, and he may not be able to be with the light!

Unfortunately, everything is over now, and only by ending the source of all variables can he return to his original path!

Gandalf strode into the mines, and this time there was nothing stopping him! Whether it was an unexpected obstruction, the attitude of the Elven King, or the White Council, which had long been hiding the filth!

By the faint light, the new white-robed wizard saw the legendary impregnable Gate of Moria, with a deep hole next to it, like a dog cave.

He smiled coldly, as if sarcastic, as if disdainful, and then said "friend" in Elven language to the great Gate of Moria.

The smile on Gandalf's face froze as he imagined the door opening automatically, and then looked at the "dog hole" again, his face twitching slightly.