In the north, in the vast Great Plains, not far from Angban. Updates are fast and ad-free. This was once a beautiful grassland full of life and greenery. Its name is Adgaran.

However, the black smoke and poisonous gas swept from the Iron Mountain Range in the north turned this beautiful Adegaran Plain into a forbidden land of life, a desperate land of death. From then on, future and future children and grandchildren can only find the beauty that once belonged to Adgaran from the classics. Now, there are two rays of light, one scarlet as blood, and the other as bright as the sun. They collided with each other rapidly, and if they were closer, they could clearly see the two figures wrapped in light.

One is wearing black and red armor, black hair and red eyes, and an awe-inspiring evil awe. One, wearing a hunting suit, a green cloak, brown hair and brown beard, is majestic and inviolable. One of them was armed with a long sword, the other with a dagger. The battle skills between each other are dazzling. Their fierce battles have always left the land potholed and littered. They fought for a long time, from the north to the west, from the west to the south, and then to the east. They seem to be tireless, and both sides have done their best. The unquenchable fire beat and burned violently in each other's souls.

A powerful force, or a powerful force that can move mountains and seas and destroy the world, has brought incomparably heavy pain and disaster to Alda, all things and all living beings. The world was terrified by the battle between them, and the stars, the sun and the moon hid early, and everything trembled with fear. Occasionally, a sharp arrow slashes across the sky, accompanied by thunder and lightning. And with a cold sword qi bursting out, the sky seemed to be split into two parts. Cut to the mountains, the mountains are low, burst to the earth, the earth bleeds for it, and where it hits all beings, all beings die.

The unquenchable fire has long been burning to its fiercest moment, and even the land of Middle-earth can hardly suppress them completely. The entire Western Continent, in their fierce struggle, groaned incessantly and wailed. All things weep over this, and wise beings see it with their own eyes and record it. To commemorate, or warn posterity, of the rare war that has never been seen in the present and at this moment.

Ilfas followed them with sorrow and weeping, his eyes full of wisdom and tears. When they fell on the earth, they turned into diamonds and jade. His cry of grief and pain spread throughout the West. All sapient creatures, or ordinary beasts, and mundane trees, also felt the heartfelt sorrow and pain of Ilface. He kept following behind the two men who were fighting fiercely, watching his master's back, and weeping incessantly. So much so that he has shed bloody tears. These tears of blood fell on the earth, grasslands, forests, lakes, and mountains, turning into blood-colored flowers or plants. He had been blessed and canonized by Vera, and he had such miraculous powers that through his pain and sorrow, he had turned into a mournful species to mourn the fall of his master.

And the Isvel elves kept chasing after their king, looking at the awe-inspiring figure, and their hearts were extremely painful. Their king has fallen, and has sunk under the machinations of Morgoth. The elven king, who slew the dark lord Morgoth's flesh, has fallen into the camp of darkness and evil. At this moment, the Elves of Isvel did not know whether to laugh or grieve. They are extremely confused, the sinking of the monarch, should they continue to follow, or should they ...... Help Navela to subdue their spiritual faith, the one and only elven king, so that he can be saved from evil? The Elves of Isvel don't know, and they don't know, and it's hard for them to choose between a dilemma!

"Yiningville, did you see that?" Vela Olomi pointed to the weeping Ilfas and the dazed Isvel elves in the distance, and he tried his last to persuade him: "Do you want to let your relatives who are worried about you continue to worry?" He pointed to the north, "Do you want to make Mirko sit on the throne of Angban and laugh at the terrible battle between you and me?" Do you want to see this beautiful western land, the land where your relatives and all living beings live and settle, sink in the sea in the battle between you and me? He roared hoarsely, "Wake up, Inenville! However, the answer to him was a blood-colored sword, an awe-inspiring Kunguhar.

And in Angban, things are indeed as Olomi said, Morgoth's soul, the ball of souls that exude endless black light and evil energy, and there are hearty laughter coming from it. The mass then transformed into a vague human form and sat on the Iron Throne. He doesn't have an Iron Crown on his head, nor does he have it in Angban. The crown had long since been lost to the battlefields of the north with the death of the only physical form. He didn't dare to take it, and neither did his army and servants. Only, let the crown be left there. In front of Morgoth, a mirror screen was cast, which showed the fierce battle between Olomi and Jiang Ning.

He laughed, pointed to the mirror, and said to Sauron and Gosmog beside him, "See? This is Vera, who loves the beauty of the elves, Olomi, the leader of the gods, and now he is engaged in a fierce battle of life and death with the elves they love. I chose to instill the unquenchable fire, along with darkness and evil, into Inningville's body, and it was indeed the right choice. He was able to fight with Olomi to such an extent! I didn't expect it! ”

"Congratulations, great Lord of Darkness, Master of all things, King of Arda...... Sauron raised his head and said, "Ininville has sunk into darkness, and I seem to see all things and Arda surrender at the feet of your master, and all beings believe in you, and despise Vera. The glorious immortal land will also fall into darkness completely, and it will not be able to extricate itself! ”

Morgoth was extremely satisfied with Sauron's flattery, he laughed loudly, and with a wanton gesture of pointing at the country, "Inenville has been subdued by me, presumably Valinor at this moment must be quite lively." And he said, "Well, those Vera who imprisoned me and turned away from me will soon taste the bitter fruit of their own sowing." Imagine how ironic it is that the beauty of the elves, whom they love, should throw themselves into darkness and devotion to evil! Those elves of the West, they will also witness how their kingdom is destroyed one by one at the hands of their kin! Iluvita's children in the West are doomed to die. And the remnants of that immortal land are bound to be wiped out in history and reduced to ashes and dust in the attack of Yiningville! ”

"Master, at that time you will be crowned Lord of all, God of all, and King of One in Tenikutir, Valinor." Sauron paints a bright picture of the future, "At that time, even Iluvita will inevitably retreat from your master's army, and will not dare to fight you!" ”

Morgoth snorted coldly, "Hmph, what's the big movement of creation? His arms that radiated endless black light and evil were raised high, "I am bound to plunge Yiya into the flames of war, and under the scorching of that endless flame and the nourishment of blood, I will create a new universe again!" ”

"Master, we firmly believe that this day will not be long away!"