The world has always used the words iron and fire to describe war. Sounds very apt. But it is only when you actually step into the battlefield that you realize that no words can describe a real battlefield.

Roars, screams, swinging swords, flying limbs. Burning flames, flowing blood. All of this can turn an otherwise kind person into a beast. The infection of that atmosphere is more powerful than any bewitching magic.

Finally a construction truck approached the city gates, then a second, then a third. A large number of siege engines formed a corridor that allowed a group of soldiers to burst through to the city gates. Piles of explosives were placed at the foot of the city gates.

The giant trolls on the city walls lift a boulder and smash it at the construction truck. Boulders smashed through the wooden construction truck, smashing into a pulp along with the soldiers below. But the last soldier who died succeeded in lighting the fuse before he died.

All the soldiers on the periphery retreated in unison, and at the same time, a group of giant shields stepped forward, forming a temporary defensive line. The defenders on the walls realized that it was bad, but it was too late. A small mushroom cloud rises into the sky.

The city gate, along with the surrounding walls, was deformed like a wave. It looks like it's going to be in slow motion, but it's all done in a split second. The entire city gate was reduced to pieces and flew into the sky. Along with the nearest soldiers, they also turned into plasma. A huge gap appeared.

Sauron, in the depths of Mordor, sat still, seemingly unconcerned that his base camp had been breached. At this time, it is communicating with others through some channel.

"Is Saruman dead at your hands?"

"I didn't kill him. He came up with enough chips in exchange for his own life. And I think it's a little more exciting to have one more wizard in this world. ”

"Did he tell you about me?"

"Pretty much. I had already guessed before that. I know you're the original Maia. I can't imagine why you're always keen to dominate orcs, barbarians, and the like. It doesn't match your style at all. With your abilities, you can easily control a human nation. But if you don't, the only possibility is that you're forced to stand on the opposite side of humanity. ”

"The High Elves, the Goblins, the Númenoraans, and many, many more civilizations are destroyed at my hands. What I want is domination, but that's not something I can decide. High Elves, who have unparalleled magical talents. But this one, they must be destroyed. After all, magic is the fastest way to get close to them. It's a pity that the slots are full, and they won't allow anyone to take that step. ”

"Places?"

"There is a limit to the number of gods that can be accommodated in every world. The world is full. If a new god rises, there will inevitably be an old god falling. So the High Elves must disappear. ”

"And what about goblins? If I'm not mistaken, those goblins in the Eastern Mountains are descendants of goblins. I really don't see what's so special about them. ”

"Hehe, goblins are the most miserable race. At that time, they were the most intelligent race on the continent. It's hard to believe that the ancestors of the stupidest race today were once the smartest race in the world. They went the other way, magic, alchemy, and other ways of combining technology. Although they are physically weak, they have developed a variety of powerful weapons. Powerful weapons of war have given them a place in this world. At the same time, they also secretly conducted a taboo study. ”

"Is it the creation of life or something?"

"It's a step further than that. They want to create a 'god'. They don't know what the true God is. But they have an idea. Create a perfect life, a super life that combines the best of all life in this world. The human body, the goblin mind, the elven magic and agility, the orc power, the troll's resilience, and more. In their view, if there is a being that can merge all of these things and grow continuously, it will eventually become the god in their hearts. To be honest, I'm quite interested in this project. I wish I could see them succeed. ”

"Where are they?"

"The plan had just begun, and they were aware of it by the gods. You know, the gods were not as weak as they are now. They did terrible things to the goblins. It's like some kind of curse. Since that day, the goblins' intelligence has been declining. Not the decay of that generation, but the constant spread in their descendants. Until it became the way you see it now. I don't think they even have a name now. ”

"Even if that kind of thing does work, the goblins can't be the beneficiary. How could that kind of super-life form be willing to be controlled and enslaved? ”

"Makes sense, it looks like the goblins themselves are on the wrong track."

"You spoke before about the weakness of the gods. What caused their weakness. ”

"Hehe, is that hard to guess? As the first life. They stole a part of the rules for their own use and claimed to be gods. Gods do not die, but their power needs to be realized through faith. Once upon a time, there were countless races in this world. They believed in gods, and the gods were the most powerful at that time. But what did the gods do, in order not to be threatened by others, every time a race grows to a certain level, it will be destroyed by them. From the High Elves, to the Goblins. They destroyed race after race. They are less threatened. But at the same time, faith has weakened. You know, when a god is completely forgotten, it will fall into a deep sleep. Wait for the next awakening. It is even possible to care that if you can't wake up, the world will be born again with a new god. In order not to be replaced, they destroyed all races that could threaten them. But at the same time, it weakens itself and gives us one last chance. This has to be said to be a kind of irony. ”

"How weak are they?"

"In a complete state, we still can't cope with it. But they can't come into this world easily. While stealing the rules, they themselves are restricted. They can only come into this world through the body of a certain believer, at most one. The world cannot withstand the arrival of two gods, they will disrupt the rules of the world. As for believers, I know there's a perfect person out there. ”

"Do you think they're coming?"

"That's up to you. In this era, the greatest threat to them is the human race, and you, who spread magic. So, if you defeat me, they'll show up. It's a shame that this is the only winner's role they've given me, but it looks like I'm going to have to choose to be a loser. ”