"Where's Gandalf?"

Russell roared, scaring the people around him, the faceless man's character card was still within the time limit, his body was bloated, and his mouth was bloody, no matter how you looked at it, it was a new species cultivated by Mordor.

Only one person present could tell Russell out, and he was crushed under his ass.

"Nest...... Lying in the middle of the melamine ......"

The muffled voice, which sounded a bit like Gandalf, Russell turned around and looked around twice, but found no one.

"Russell, Gandalf may have been seated by you." Frodo leaned on Russell's back and kindly reminded.

Russell glared at Frodo fiercely, as far as you know, as far as you are smart, he hurriedly stood up: "Gandalf, what are you doing under my ass if you have nothing to do, next time I do this, I will turn my face!" ”

Gandalf's eyes twitched and he got up from the ground, the illumination flashed, and the white robe stained with mud was neat and new: "Russell, I ......"

"Vomit vomit gash ~~~"

Bang la la la !!

Russell's transformed faceless man vomited, and when the rest of the stock was poured out, he himself was restored to his original state.

There is a hill wrapped in black mud around him, half-orcs, stones, sawdust, gargoyles, whatever you want, they are all alive, struggling in the black mud, like earthworms arching wildly, and the picture greatly affects appetite.

Frodo only glanced at it, then lowered his head and vomited, he spat twice and reacted violently: "It's not good, Gandalf is buried." ”

“……”

Russell gasped, heaven and earth conscience, he really didn't want to spit on Gandalf.

The statute of limitations of the character card has just arrived, and a belly of mud needs to be cleared, and Gandalf happens to be next to him, and the two just add up to make up this accident.

"Fate, wonderful!"

Russell sighed and reached out to dig Gandalf out, but because it was so disgusting, he couldn't help but spit out twice.

"Vomiting~~~"

Frodo's face was black, and his intuition told him that Russell did it on purpose. He walked around to Russell and tried to dig Gandalf out, but it turned out to be disgusting......

"Vomiting~~~"

Rumble!!

The sky was full of white light, the black mud hills were jumping and flying everywhere, and Gandalf looked at Russell angrily in a shiny white robe, his beard dancing without wind.

"I know, you're ......"

Syllable!

Russell grabbed Gandalf's hand and looked anxious: "Oh no, Gandalf, Sauron got the One Ring and was successfully resurrected. ”

Gandalf: "......"

I know, but don't think that changes the subject.

"Russell, you were clearly ...... just now"

"Sauron has regained his powerful mana, intent on encroaching on the entire continent of Middle-earth, and in his eyes there is nothing but conquest and destruction. Gandalf, you're a white-robed mage, do you have any good countermeasures? ”

Gandalf: "......"

The Middle-earth continent is in danger, and if you continue to care about trivial matters, you will not be sprayed to death in the future.

Gandalf flicked down his sleeves in hatred, indicating that this was not over: "How did Sauron get the One Ring, he saw through our plans? ”

Russell nodded and directly told what happened in the Doomsday Volcano, and Gandalf smiled bitterly when he heard this: "Sauron has already guessed our plan and cooperated with the performance, but it is ridiculous that we are self-righteous and have been played with by him." ”

"Now is not the time to talk about this, I'll just ask, you and the Demon Lord Sauron, who is stronger and who is weak?" Russell asked.

"Almost, the strength of our five witches is comparable to that of Sauron."

Gandalf replied truthfully, mature Maia never deceives, and in the absence of Sauron's One Ring, everyone is indeed at a similar level.

"Alright, Sauron will be handed over to you." Russell patted Gandalf on the shoulder, pinched Frodo under his arm, and turned to run.

Gandalf's face turned pale, and Russell was a little familiar with the dialogue, and after thinking about it, he realized that the last time he duel with the Witch King of Angmar, Russell used this routine.

"Roar Roar Roar ————"

In the direction of the Doomsday Volcano, the high-pitched dragon roar spread across the land, and the strong wind swept across the battlefield in front of the Black Gate, blowing everyone to the ground. Whether it was the human alliance or the demon orcs, under this dragon groan, they all had a sense of fear.

"This voice is ......"

Gandalf looked in the direction of the dragon in amazement, and a bone dragon more than 100 meters long appeared in his sight, its flesh corroded by dark forces, which were condensed between the bone joints, allowing the bone dragon to move freely under the control of magic.

"Smaug's dragon corpse, when did Sauron do it?"

Gandalf stared directly into the bone dragon's black hole socket, and in the center of his skull, a cloud of dark energy compressed to him. With this energy as a support, even if Smaug lost his life, he was able to exert great destructive power.

"Great white-robed mage, it's up to you." Russell decisively relinquished the C position and took half a step back like a little brother.

Gandalf ignored Russell, his brow furrowed and locked on to the bone dragon, and in addition to Smaug, he also saw a translucent soul in the bone dragon. Although he couldn't see the shape, he knew that this mass of souls was very familiar, and it was his acquaintance.

"Who the hell is ......?"

"Roar Roar Roar ————"

The bone dragon fluttered its wings, and the dark energy was evenly distributed between the bone wings, turning into a layer of materialized wing membrane, retaining Smaug's ability to fly.

"White-robed mage Gandalf, I said that you would be put to death in the Black Gate Fortress today."

With a throne made of steel on the back of the bone dragon, on which Sauron sits like a king, he is a necromancer, and it is not out of the ordinary to have a bone dragon.

Gandalf wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "Russell, the situation is a bit tricky, I ......"

"It's okay, you're as strong as Sauron."

"Pretty fart, don't pretend to be confused with me, can't you take care of mature Maia's self-esteem?" Gandalf was furious, and the mature Maia was ruined by Russell.

"Okay, what do you say?" Russell's face turned pale, and the task was for him to kill Sauron with his own hands, and he couldn't escape.

With Gandalf's hanging force to attract firepower and wrestle with Sauron, he may be able to grab the head with a little trickery.

"Sauron's power has completely fallen into darkness, powerful but also extreme, as long as the darkness is dispelled, we will have a chance to take back the One Ring and make him a geist again." Gandalf analyzed.

"Illumination?"

"Yes, but I have limited power of light at my disposal, and I need some help, do you have any magic like light?" Gandalf didn't give back much hope, and Russell was not Maia, how could he have the power of light.

"Is this okay?"

Russell pulled out a beautiful and unique crystal bottle from his bosom, filled with a liquid as bright as starlight.

[Item Card: Elendil's Light (Smelled refreshed, drank to prolong life)]

Gandalf's eyes bulged, he looked Russell up and down, and said incredulously: "Elendil's light, this is a sacred relic of the elves, where did you come from?" ”

Pumped out of Galadriel!

Of course, Russell would not say this, and smiled shyly: "We stayed overnight in Roslorian that night, didn't I go out for a while, it was at that time, Queen Senling asked me to meet by the river, and then gave it to me." ”

Gandalf: ( ̇ ̇ ̇ ̇

No way, you look so ugly, and you have a dirty mind, and you think about the elf who doesn't care all day, Galadriel won't give you the light of Elendil if you're blind.

Also, you laugh when you laugh, why be shy?

“……”

Gandalf didn't believe it in his heart, but the light of Elendil would not be faked in front of him, and he thought about it for a while.