Pure and immaculate, the flame that created all things flowed into its master's body through a canonized divine sword.

Jiang Ning's body surged out one after another, this pure fire, the fire that created everything, wrapped him and calcined him. Calcined his soul, along with his body. At the same time, the evil and darkness that poured down from Morgoth also continued to pour into Jiang Ning's body with the unquenchable fire.

Jiang Ning wailed in pain, clenching Kunguhar's right hand, as if it was glued to the hilt of the sword and could not break free, could not get rid of it. There was a strange change in his soul that he could not comprehend, and he clearly felt that his ambitions and desires were rapidly increasing with the burning of the flames. He desires everything, and at the same time he desires everything, anything beautiful, anything powerful, he wants everything.

The originally noisy battlefield has become extremely quiet.

Everyone's eyes looked at the place where the sword pierced the heart, and the tall figure with the unquenchable flames lingering all over its body. Morgoth's body was long dead, and his soul gathered into a sphere of endless black light, floating above Jiang Ning's head. The constant flow of evil and darkness seems to have become more pure and powerful as Morgoth broke free. His voice, directly in his heart, echoed in his soul.

"Inenville, the strongest elf in the world, accepts my inheritance and accepts it all. I will watch over you, trample Alda and Yiya under your feet, and let the flames of war fill the whole world! You will take my name, you will take all that I have, you will kill Valinor, you will kill the Vera who do nothing, you will kill the elves, you will take their unquenchable fire, and you will rise to the top as a god with me! ”

Morgoth's bewitching voice echoed in his mind all the time. At the same time, scenes depicting the future were projected in his mind. In the painting, he leads countless evil armies to Valinor, trampling Vera and Maia under his feet. He seized the flames from their souls and even ascended to the top as a god in one fell swoop, killing Iluvita, the creator of the universe.

This scene and scene are constantly tempting him......

With the calcination of the unquenchable fire, his image has also undergone a strong change. The long silver hair continued to exude a soft and pure light, and the blue eyes turned golden in an instant, and the whole body was filled with an extremely holy aura. As God is holy! Then, as Morgoth's evil and darkness continued to pour into his body, his external image and temperament changed again. The long silver hair became pitch black as ink, and the golden eyes became scarlet like blood. The elegant and handsome silver-gray armor became evil and awe-inspiring, and black and red intersected. All the people stared at all this blankly, especially the Iswell elves that Jiang Ning brought with him. In a moment, as they shouted O King, the remnants of thousands of cavalry began to rush towards them in a desperate manner, and he wanted to free their king from the corruption and depravity of Morgoth.

"Hahaha, this is the most perfect work, hahahaha......" The soul of Morgoth in the middle of the air continued to laugh one after another, and he looked at the transformation of the strongest elf below, and his heart was extremely satisfied. It was the first time since he had created countless evil creatures that he felt perfect. In contrast, orcs can be reduced to livestock that are not even slaves, and even fire demons and dragons cannot compete with the elves that are constantly transforming below.

The decisive onslaught of the Isvel elves was stopped by Sauron and the Firedemons. How could they possibly let them disturb the good things of their masters? In particular, I am happy to see the transformation and depravity of one of the strongest elves in the world, which will give Valinor a heavy blow, especially those elves who have formed a defense line, I don't know what to think?

Their beliefs, the strongest elves, have been corrupted and degraded, and will become the leader of the evil side that kills them. It is conceivable that no one, no country, no race in the whole West can stand in the way of their legions. Sauron, who has solved the self-feeling disorder, is naturally extremely concerned about the transformation of the strongest elf in the world.

Even the existence of the other party may threaten his position. However, at this moment, it was difficult for the slightest jealousy to rise in Sauron's heart. This is true of him, Gosmorg, and Grauron. The spirit that was transforming, but in their sight, slew the spirit in the flesh of their master. And after the depravity and transformation, coupled with the power instilled by Morgoth, he will inevitably leap to the point where no one is invincible under Morgoth in one fell swoop!

Following behind the strong, how dare the weak have emotions born?

"Hahaha......" Morgoth smirked, his soul shape trembling in mid-air, he clearly sensed the transformation of the elves below and the strength of his aura. This kind of powerful feeling is something he has never seen in his life, and even in his heyday, he feels that this power is comparable to his. Although surprised, Morgoth's heart was more happy, he seemed to be able to clearly see that the immortal land of Amen Continent would fall in front of him, and all things and the world would also sink into the flames of war.

At that moment, a sharp arrow shot at a rapid pace, heading straight for Morgoth! The latter's soul felt the powerful power and holy aura of the arrow, and its heart trembled, and it immediately dodged the attack of the arrow. And the departure of his soul also brought an end to the continuous transmission of power and the evil and darkness that was being instilled.

Morgoth was furious, watching as his strongest warrior was about to be perfected. However, an unexpected variable arises that interrupts all this. Let him think that he may be incomparably perfect, and thus become no longer perfect. This made him extremely angry! The voice containing his anger was transmitted in all directions, so that everyone who heard it could clearly perceive the anger in his heart! It's as if this fire can incinerate everything!

"Who is it?"

Morgoth was answered by the sound of horses' hooves and the barking of dogs, and Morgoth's "gaze" followed the source of the sound. He saw a figure that terrified him. He has a green cape, brown hair, a full beard, and a resolute face. and the horse with four hooves wrapped in gold under his crotch, and the bow and arrow in his hand!

"Olomi !!"

Villa Olomi has come across the sea, and he wants to stop all this, to stop the transformation of the Fall...... Because, once again, the Veras have seen the world!