Chapter 117: Magic Confrontation (I)

- You complete the Hidden Side Quest (The Destruction of Goodor) and gain 3,000 points with an E-rank evaluation*1

An indifferent voice came from the floating system, as cold as a ghost under the scorching sun.

At this moment, Ma Xiaokang had already arrived in the palace of the Gudor Empire, and he sat indifferently on the VIP chair, playing with a small blood-colored crystal in his hand.

What happened on the Plains of Moben, the warriors did not know, they only saw a bright red pillar of light through the heavens and the earth, and then the man in the gold and silver robes rode the silver and white war horse to declare the peace of war, when the knights went to the huge building to probe, only to see that it had become a bloody hell inside, and the hideous orcs were nowhere to be found.

"Your Excellency the Honored Mage, what the hell is going on?" King Gudor looked at him with a difficult face, the information from his subordinates was that only three thousand orcs had been wiped out, but the only one who really saw the orc army was the knights.

"Sauron has awakened, his minions declaring war." Ma Xiaokang stared at him indifferently, without the slightest respect for the king.

"It can't be! Middle-earth destroyed the Dark Lord three thousand years ago! ”

"Rohan's Beacon Summons will be lit up soon, and I hope it won't be a mistake for me to save you today." Ignoring the king's surprise, Ma Xiaokang turned around and left, glancing at the knight chief next to him with a cold and sharp gaze, and he said indifferently: "If I can't see your trace in the final battle, even if Middle-earth is destroyed, I will find you and strangle your dirty hearts." ”

Originally, Ma Xiaokang thought that the Gudor Empire was a brave country, but when he saw the knights fleeing, there was only disappointment and contempt left in his heart, and a group of weak warriors could only become cannon fodder in the war, and in the final battle between humans and orcs, this group of Gudol warriors could only be slaughtered.

Riding the silver-white war horse towards the Misty Mountains, the only thing left here was the majestic building that strangled three thousand half-orcs.

Can wasting a thousand Earth Elemental Stones only get such a small piece of Sage Stone? It doesn't seem to be a good deal, Ma Xiaokang frowned and looked at the blood-colored crystal in his hand, sighed helplessly, according to the hints given by the floating system, the philosopher's stone is refined by the soul, and it is not determined by the quantity, but the three thousand half-orc souls are only exchanged for this small stone, which really makes Ma Xiaokang have to vomit.

- Fragment of the Philosopher's Stone, Rank C, can trigger the geometric multiplier increase of the alchemy effect, the number of uses is *2

(Is it any wonder that a real Philosopher's Stone costs 100,000 points, and the amount of souls it requires is at least more than 100,000, killing the souls of 100,000 living beings...... )

Thinking deeply, Ma Xiaokang shook his head, took the fragment of the Philosopher's Stone back into his sleeve, and drove the war horse towards the Karanras Snow Mountain, according to Frodo's travel speed, he had reached the border of the Misty Mountains at this moment, and he would soon encounter Saruman's crow detection, but he didn't know what the expression of this great mage chief would be after knowing that the orc army was wiped out, and when he thought of that crazy face, Ma Xiaokang couldn't help but sneer.

Time back to the main plot, because Gandalf proposed that everyone walk, so no matter how good the glasses man persuaded him, he couldn't stop the team's walking expedition, although they knew that this was the mechanism of the Lord of the Rings, but the newcomers were still full of unhappiness, after all, they were just ordinary people who had not been strengthened, and I was afraid that there would be hardships along the way.

He Jieyu and the others could only lead the silver and white war horses to follow the expeditionary team, because of Ma Xiaokang's departure, the soul power stored by the war horse was slowly fading, according to her meaning, this is an escape prop, it is best to use it as little as possible, so Cao Fatzi had no choice but to obey his words, after all, after Ma Xiaokang left, the command of the entire team's action plan fell on He Jieyu's shoulders, and Cao Fatzi naturally would not burden her.

"We're taking a long detour, Gandalf." The dwarven Jin Split pouted helplessly, and along the way, he continued to persuade everyone to go to the Moriath Mine instead, "That's my cousin's territory, and you'll enjoy a refreshing beer and countless barbecue treats!" ”

"Golden Split, unless there is no way out, I will never go to the Moriath Pit!" Gandalf looked at the dwarf Golden Split solemnly, others didn't know what was inside, but he did know, it was the fire demon that was sealed in the ground three thousand years ago, a terrifying creature they couldn't defeat.

As they spoke, a dark cloud gradually spread across the sky in the distance, and the elven prince Legolas quickly climbed to the top of the rock, looking into the distance, and at the same time, Aragorn, who was teaching the Habitants to fight, also stood up and said with a cautious face: "What is that?" Are they going against the wind? ”

"Hide! It's a raven! ”

Legolas drank loudly, and then hid in the stone rock, a group of newcomers had already prepared, and even before Legolas prompted, they all found a good place to hide, together with He Jieyu They were no exception, although they knew that Saruman had found their traces, but in order not to cause unnecessary trouble, they had to follow Gandalf and others to hide in the rock crevice.

Thousands of ravens were like demonic minions, and they quickly rushed through the Misty Mountains and then headed back towards Isengard, and although they didn't attack, the eerie chill made everyone speechless.

"It's the Raven of Mordo, Saruman has discovered us!" Gandalf angrily walked out of the rock, grim as he looked at Isengard's massive magic tower, where Saruman was smiling hideously.

"The road to the Rohan Pass has been blocked by him, and we can only climb the Karanas Snow Mountain!" Aragorn said helplessly.

"But isn't there a mysterious snow-capped giant in the Karanas Snow Mountain?" The elven prince Legras looked at Frodo worriedly, the road to the snowy mountains was very difficult, and he was afraid that this group of hobbites would not be able to hold on.

Snow Mountain Giants!? What the heck!?

Fat Cao frowned suspiciously, and looked at He Jieyu.

"This is the plot mechanic that the big bad said, Gandalf's departure is inevitable, even if we prevent them from entering the mines, we will inevitably fight." Lin Wanqing said softly, at this time she was protecting Xiaohei, after all, the relationship between the two little girls was very good, when the crow rushed over, Lin Wanqing had already hid in the stone rock with Xiaohei, but Cao Fatzi always felt that the two of them were going to have some strange relationship, such as lily or something......

He Xie Yu didn't care, she stroked the hair on her forehead, looked at the elderly gray-robed mage, and said indifferently: "Compared to these, I care more about Saruman's magic, the large thunder and lightning magic in the movie is extremely destructive, if Xiaokang can't stop it, then we will still walk into the mine, and we won't be able to meet the snow-capped mountain giant." ”

"There are hot deserts in the mines, there are giants in the snow-capped mountains, no matter which way you go, Gandalf is the rhythm of receiving a boxed lunch......" Cao Fatzi waved his hand helplessly.

In the end, under Gandalf's suggestion, everyone still stepped on the road of the snowy mountain, compared to the iron blue face of Aragon and others, at this moment on the top of the snowy mountain, Ma Xiaokang was ready, countless elemental stones were placed into an alchemy array, and he was looking in the direction of Isenger from afar, his face was indescribably leisurely, as if a wise man with victory in hand was waiting for the arrival of his prey.