With Gandalf's defeat, Saruman's arrogance became even more unstoppable.

Aragon, Caigoras, Abu, Frodo, and Tuke all gathered around Gandalf, watching Saruman's spiritual phantom floating on Xiyodon's body, and there was nothing they could do.

Frodo in the crowd is just an ordinary person, and Aragoras and Caigoras are only quasi-heroes, and there is still a world of difference between them and Saruman. As for Goblin Abu, although he is a new generation hero of the Goblin Clan, he has a specialization, which makes Abu somewhat reliable against Saruman. If he can get rid of Saruman's control of Heydon's mental illusion, it is that he has nine out of ten tricks, and only one clue is missing.

As for Pudu Cihang, who incarnated as Tuke, he had a way to deal with this phantom of spiritual power. But Pudu Cihang is an undercover agent! It's okay to say that if you stage a play of Zhao Zilong out of the enemy formation in front of so many people, you have to go through it immediately.

The members of the Guardian of the Ring gathered around Gandalf, looking at Saruman's spiritual phantom with unkind expressions. Saruman also leaned back on the throne, looking at the Fellowship of the Ring with a slight disdainful smile on his face.

The Fellowship of the Ring has been formed for several months, and all of the Nine Rings' sorties have been defeated head-on, fully demonstrating the extraordinary strength of this Guardian Team. And the heroes of the Lord of the Rings, who were so powerful, all collapsed in front of them. This indescribable satisfaction was that Saruman's heart could not help but smile, admiring the annoyed looks of these people.

"Gandalf, if you have any other means, I'll take it all!"

Saruman waved his hand and controlled Theodon's body back on the throne, sweeping through Gandalf's group with a critical gaze like a creator.

Gandalf was half-kneeling, his conviction and the powerlessness of reality echoing in front of him. The more Gandalf thought about it, the more unwilling he became, unwilling to be defeated by a traitor like Saruman, unwilling to be unable to do anything about himself.

Gandalf's heart is like a fire burning, and every cell in his body is gradually blooming under this flame.

Unparalleled power, sublimated by the blessing of the heart. Legend has it that there is a kind of person who can be reborn in a crisis. This kind of person is good at cross-level battles, crossing borders to kill enemies. They can be called Dragon Aotian, and they can also be called Sons of the Plane.

"I am the attendant of the Secret Flame, the owner of the Flame of Arno. The forces of darkness are destined to fail to hit me. Look up, O Saruman, and behold this power! In the face of this ray of hope, you are destined to bow your head! ”

As if an ancient chant sounded from the mouth of the half-kneeling Gandalf, the wand in Gandalf's hand radiated a new light. This incomparably holy light seems to be the first ray of sunlight in the world to shine on the earth, bringing infinite vitality and hope.

"You're not cheating, are you?" Saruman looked up at Gandalf in the light, his mouth wide open enough to swallow a duck egg.

I saw that the gray robe on Gandalf's body was gradually fading, and under the light of this light of hope, Gandalf's gray robe representing strength was gradually detaching, and a milky white gorgeous robe was draped on Gandalf's body instead.

"Saruman, evil is invincible!" Gandalf slammed to his feet from the ground, his wand of hopeful slammed into the ground, and white light swept out like a ripple.

"Cheating! Gandalf, I'm not convinced! Saruman is not convinced! The spiritual illusion of Saruman floating in Xiyodon's body vanished with an angry curse.

An unwilling roar resounded throughout the palace, and Saruman's echo was unrelenting for a long time, drawing countless people to look at each other.

"Gandalf has changed a lot!" Listening to Saruman's roar echoing in his ears, Frodo couldn't help but say.

"I don't think Gandalf had an injection, he must have taken medicine!"

The handsome elf Caigoras took Frodo's words and looked blankly at Gandalf, who was dressed in a white robe, causing countless people to nod in resonance.

"Daddy!" Unlike many who are stunned, Iowen doesn't care what happened to Gandalf.

Iowen strode over to Sheodon's side, caressing Sheodon's shoulder and watching him change.

After Saruman's spiritual illusion left, Hiudon's gray-haired face gradually calmed down. The cloudy gaze in his eyes, which seemed to have cataracts, slowly began to fade and returned to the standard of a normal person.

"Eowen!" Xiyoton looked at his daughter in a daze, and his eyes were a little distracted.

Theudon looked at Iowen like this, and Iowen was in tears, nodding her head but unable to say a word.

The father and daughter of Xiudon and Eomwen looked at each other like this. It was a long time before Siudon seemed to remember something, and his gaze swept across the hall, finally stopping at Gandalf's face.

"Gandalf!" Siyodon's gaze rested on Gandalf's body, and he said to himself, "It's like I'm having a nightmare, and I'm being controlled by Saruman. Isengard's Goblin Legion is plundering my people, and my dear son is dead! ”

"Woo woo woo" Xi Youton didn't say anything, but as soon as these words came out, the countless soldiers in the hall couldn't help but cry in a low voice. Among them, Iowen even lay on Xiyodon's shoulder, tears flowing uncontrollably.

"Isn't this a dream?" Seeing the unusual scene of everyone, Xiyoton muttered to himself in disbelief and looked down at his daughter crying on his shoulder.

"Father, this is not a dream. Your son, my elder brother, Prince Siyud, has indeed died in battle! Iowen had tears in her eyes, she didn't know what to say, and she didn't know what to say.

"It's not a dream, it's not a dream!" Siyodon sat down on the throne weakly, looking at the countless weeping soldiers, and the dream began to merge with reality.

"Toot toot! Toot Toot

Just as the whole scene was developing towards a beautiful scene, suddenly the earth-shattering horn sounded from outside.

Hearing the heavy sound of the horn, it was as if Theudon had woken up from a nightmare. As soon as he pulled out the sword at his waist, he strode out: "It's our trumpet, it must be Saruman's army coming, I want to avenge my prince, pay with blood!" ”

Xiyoton strode out, and countless soldiers guarding the door consciously carved a path for Xiyouton.

Siyoton walked past the soldiers and walked out, his sword clenched in both hands, like a lion awakened from his sleep. An old lion king who wants to avenge his son and protect the territory.

"Knock knock, knock knock"

The sound of drums and trumpets loomed, and Hiudun, who had walked out of the palace gates, looked up with a look of surprise in his eyes.

In Heydon's eyes, an endless army was slowly advancing from afar. These troops were all cloaked in black armor, and after each drum beat, these people took a step, and the sound was unimaginably neat.

"This is not like Saruman's legions, their formations and armor are too neat, Saruman's goblin legions and orcs don't have such discipline!" A soldier who had been in battle with Prince Siyod spoke, saying something that stunned Siyodon.

"If it's not Saruman's legion, who would it be? Could it be the Gondor who has come to our aid? ”

"Not the Gondor, look at their banners! It is the rising sun of the blue sea, and it is our neighbor Rising Sun Empire! ”

In the midst of a burst of discussion, someone exclaimed in surprise, revealing the origin of the troops who came.

"Don't be stupid, soldiers, get ready to fight!"

Heyudon didn't hesitate to look at the soldiers around him and raised the sword in his hand.

"My King Heyodon!"

Countless warriors all knelt on one knee, and everything in the past was like a calendar that had been taken, and everyone's faces were rejuvenated with hope.

"Your Majesty, what should Grima do?" Grima, who was being guarded by the soldiers, was brought to Heydon.

Xiyodon's gaze swept over the approaching army in the distance, and said without hesitation: "Sacrifice the banner of Grima, the kingdom of Rohan, ready to fight!" ”

"Long live the Kingdom of Rohan! Long live King Hiudun! ”

ps

Give it a collection, the old dragon needs to collect, really!