The rain poured out over Issinger, and the tall Wizard Tower, as it had been thousands of years ago, stood proudly in the wind and rain in this sacred place for wizards.

The cold wind mixed with the rain blew across the top of the tower, and on the inky marble on the top of the tower, Gandalf, dressed in gray robes, curled up in a ball, and his embarrassed appearance was no longer the spirit of the past.

After leaving the Charr, Gandalf returned to Isengard, where he searched the library and sorted out a dusty archive.

The archives clearly state that Sauron created a total of twenty magical rings. Among them, elves have three precepts, dwarves have seven precepts, and humans have nine precepts. The last ring belonged to Sauron.

Gandalf was overjoyed to see this, he had been wondering which one Bilbo was holding, and when he saw the last golden ring that belonged to Sauron, Gandalf knew that he had hit a lucky spot.

Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and the great fortune also represents a great crisis. When Gandalf saw the returning Saruman, he spoke his opinion to Saruman, but this time he saw no joy in the eyes of his old friend.

Saruman betrayed his promise and fell into the dark camp of Sauron. The Lord of the Rings discovered by Gandalf became a fuse. Suo, a chip that allowed Saruman to show his value in front of Sauron.

Gandalf was defenseless in front of Saruman, which gave Saruman a chance to sneak up on him. Gandalf, who was also caught off guard, was seriously injured in the sneak attack, and even lost the wizard's most important staff.

On the platform at the top of the Wizard's Tower, there is no shelter from the elements.

Gandalf huddled in the rain with a worried look on his face. At this moment, the gray-robed wizard Gandalf has become a prisoner, as if waiting for the judgment of fate.

However, Gandalf was not worried about himself at the moment, but Frodo, who had the One Ring. Because the ring that Sauron was determined to obtain, it would definitely bring Frodo unimaginable ordeal and even the threat of death.

"Jingle Bell, Ding Dong"

The wide white jade square under the Wizard's Tower has been replaced by a crack that leads to the bottom. With the constant sound of beating in the wind and rain, Gandalf struggled to his feet.

Gandalf's remorseful gaze was a dense battle of countless goblins. Countless weapons are being forged in this bottomless rift, marking one more army that Sauron can command, and the power of darkness is also three points stronger.

"The safety of Aragon, Frodo, and even the Lord of the Rings depends on you. Sauron must not be allowed to get the Ring, and must not be allowed to regain his full strength! ”

Gandalf sighed as he looked at the dense army of goblins, he hated himself for not being aware of Saruman's anomaly, and was glad that he had met Aragorn before he left, and that he had met this man who could turn decay into magic.

Gandalf has put all his bets on Aragorn, and if Aragorn can't keep the Ring, then it's all over.

"Anything is still possible!"

Gandalf wiped the rain from his face and reassured himself of his convictions, and then heard footsteps behind him.

"My old friend, have you thought about it?"

The inky stone platform on top of the wizard's tower slowly opened, and Saruman, dressed in white robes, held a silver staff, and slowly walked to the frail Gandalf, with a victor's smile on his face.

Saruman is the only white-robed wizard in this world, he has great power and is convinced that he made the right choice. Only by taking refuge in Solo can the sorcerer's bloodline continue. Because no one knows what kind of power Sauron has, and he has just returned from Mount Doom and witnessed the greatness of that moment.

Saruman's thoughts were not clear to Gandalf, but Gandalf shook his head slightly.

Gandalf knew that Saruman and even Sauron wanted to recruit him, but he didn't think he had the talent to be a lackey.

"Gandalf, my patience is limited, you should obey me as you always do, no one can tell me Saruman to break up!" Saruman was a little angry at Gandalf's shake of his head, and the silver staff in his hand swung violently, freezing Gandalf in the air.

An invisible force restrained his body, and Gandalf, who was frozen in the air, still shook his head, and looked at Saruman with pity in his eyes, as if mourning for him again.

"Where has the wise man of Isenger gone? I remember Saruman's favorite phrase, which is not to give in to power! ”

The pity in Gandalf's eyes was so clear that Saruman trembled with anger. But Saruman still didn't want to kill Gandalf, but looked forward to what kind of expression Gandalf would have when he bowed his head to him.

"If you don't give in before the Ring, you will die in disillusionment! Gandalf, I look forward to what you look like when you succumb! Saruman's staff swung again, and Gandalf was left behind in the air.

In the past, Saruman had thought of separating the eggs and dividing himself and Gandalf into two factions in order to preserve the continuation of the wizard's bloodline. However, after seeing the power of Sauron in Mount Doom, Saruman changed his mind.

Now that Sauron's power grows stronger with each passing day, Saruman believes that no one can resist the return of the demon king, and Isengar can only be saved by surrendering. In the same way, when eternal darkness comes, Gandalf will understand how insignificant today's resistance is, and that time will prove all right and wrong.

"Gandalf, you should believe the words of the wise. The era of Sauron's reign has come, and Isengar is in the same vein as wizards, and only submission can be saved! ”

Saruman spoke his point of view again and turned away, and Gandalf watched Saruman leave on his stomach on the damp tower before he smiled bitterly, "There is only one master of the Lord of the Rings, and he never shares power with others. O Saruman, the wise man of Esinger! You think Sauron too well. ”

"Squeak Squeak"

A gray figure in the sky streaked across the night sky like lightning, and Gandalf stared at it, only to realize after a long time that it was an incredibly fast bat.

"This little guy flies really fast!" Gandalf looked at the little bat flying up and down in the air, and his mood was a little better.

Gandalf stared back in one place, looking down and pondering how to get out of the trap next, leaving the fast-flying little bat behind.

"Squeak Squeak"

The little bat was still flying up and down around the wizard's tower, and Gandalf, who had lowered his head, was thinking about his thoughts, not noticing the human gaze in the bat's eyes, and what he didn't notice either, the bat's wings were actually emitting a faint golden light.

It's raining, it's been falling

The heavy rain made the land even more muddy, and the horses fell in the mud rain and brought up raindrops, which also represented the end of the battle.

"Aragon, are we safe?" Standing in front of the windowsill on the second floor, Frodo, a young little hobbit, looked out the window.

Frodo's sight was five fallen horses, as well as a pale young man in red armor standing proudly in the wind and rain.

"We won't have security, at least not until we reach Rivendell!"

Alagan's hand lifted the corner of the curtain, if he could only feel that this pale young man was in danger before, then when he saw this person defeat the five rings head-on, the danger was replaced by deep fear.

Aragorn was not a presumptuous man, and he knew very well that he was sure of victory if he encountered one of the Ringspirits head-on, and if he met five, he would not even be able to escape. And the pale man in front of him, named Dracula, was not only able to kill five rings head-on. And looking at this picture with ease, I'm afraid it's not his strength to go all out.

"Empire of the Rising Sun, Prince Dracula!"

Aragon read the names again, his hand on the hilt of his sword tightened and tightened, his eyes fixed on Dracula outside the window.