His Majesty Tolkien's Middle-earth is deeper, or Arda's is deeper.

The gods all reside in the Immortal Lands across the Western Sea in Middle-earth: Valinor, after the Third Age, they can no longer interfere with Middle-earth with their own power under the orders of Eru, who is equivalent to the will of the Heavenly Dao, and can only send their sub-god Maia to Middle-earth as an emissary, and must also change into human flesh and seal the memory of the Immortal Land, and the only way to travel between Middle-earth and the Immortal Land is the Elven ferry.

In this state that restricts the entry of powerful forces, Sauron can be majestic as a small soldier under Morcoth, and he needs the elves and humans to fight bravely to gain freedom, and Maia, who was sent by the main god, is completely moved by his own will, missing people such as two blue-robed wizards whose names have been forgotten, fallen depraved people such as the white-robed Saruman who wants to seek the Lord of the Rings, and a stupid wizard who has eaten too many mushrooms and become crazy Brown-robed Redagaste, Gandalf in the gray robe is the only remaining fruitful man who leads the righteous and the dark forces to fight the water and death......

But in fact, there are some neutral lives.

The Treants of the Fagon Forest, in their heyday, if they call on the power of nature, if they are willing, even Sauron can destroy them with one blow, just like Malfurion in the World of Warcraft who sacrificed the World Tree to kill Akmund with the wrath of Kalimdor, but it is a pity that the Treants have not been concerned about the world for thousands of years, and they have come to an end after the disappearance of the Tree Wife due to the evil power;

The guardian who lives in the Shire, Bombardier who roamed the hills and woodlands many years ago. He is almost the oldest creature in the world, and the elves call him Ilwin. Banda, the oldest fatherless. The dwarves call him Fonn, the northerners call him Eurodom, and this guardian similar to Medivan in World of Warcraft can ignore the Ring's erosion, but he can't influence the Ring or break its influence on others, but he is now hiding in the boundaries he has set, quietly waiting for the change of destiny in an unobtrusive situation, and he is sure that he will not want to step out of it;

And then there's the mountain giants of the Misty Mountains. These elemental spirits, who were sleeping in the midst of a huge mountain range, had a history equivalent to the world itself, and they possessed a power that made all living beings tremble from the depths of their souls, even Sauron, Galadriel, and others could not match in their heyday. Perhaps they are the true gods who have not left Middle-earth for the immortal land, just like the Titans in Greek mythology as the embodiment of mountains and oceans, etc., and some of the strife in Middle-earth in their life journey is only a passing cloud, and it cannot attract their attention for thousands of years. It's like humans don't care about any strife between life and death. Although the earthquake landslides caused by their thousand-meter-tall giant bodies occasionally awakened carry the power of nature that everyone has to awe.

-- The so-called gods.

There is a huge difference between the personified god and the god of natural will, and when Xiao Lan freed the body of the demon god and turned into a forty-meter-tall giant of light, they were fortunate enough to see the existence closest to the god.

Xiao Lan didn't see the legendary mountain giant when he arrived in the Misty Mountain Range to find the fire demon to fight, but in the eyes of Ge Luoyin, who had definitely seen the mountain giant fight, he was not too bad at this moment, although the height difference between forty meters and thousands of meters was nearly a hundred times, and when he was sleeping, he was a huge mountain range, and he could almost pinch the so-called "demon god" as a chicken. But when he saw this figure, which was small compared to the mountain giants but was already incomparably huge for ordinary people, he held a group of several people, along with themselves or the war horses presented by Xiyuton, in the substantial force field condensed in the palm of his hand, and then shot into the sky with a glow of "brush", and flew away in the direction of Isengard. Everyone who saw this scene exclaimed in their hearts that the gods were on top for a while, and Chu Xuan, who really saw Xiao Lan in this state for the first time, couldn't help but be shocked...... Although how the three faceless faces showed surprise was really worth studying.

Of course. It's not that Xiao Lan wants to show off, but the more convenient reverse psychic teleportation has a limited effect.

Perhaps because of the special spatial structure of Middle-earth, the psychic technique cannot be effective against Grofendale, Gandalf and people of his own level, otherwise he would have let the aliens disperse to act as teleportation coordinates, and the whole world took Galadriel, Elon and other cattle to fly around with space movement, instead of only using it once to teleport his army, after all, even if the distance is far away, the consumption of only a few people is definitely not a problem.

For this reason, and because he didn't plan to ride over from the ground, he chose this somewhat windy but most convenient way.

But even he didn't realize that when the huge demon god's body flew into the sky, a man covered in black scales on a hill not far from the Holy Helmet Valley forcibly suppressed his fanatical gaze, so as not to be known by his keen and powerful sense of existence, and at the moment when he witnessed the other party disappearing into the sky out of the corner of his eye, the man with the white palm mark engraved on his chest muttered, "Giant of Light, the strongest is the EVA Primal Machine, an exchange item for an S-class side story...... Wait, I'm sure I'll get this power too! ”

Someone gorgeously confused the apostle with EVA, but this was not in Xiao Lan's consideration, and with the group in his hands, he was serving as the strongest flight in Middle-earth at the moment-

The distance between Isengar and the Valley of the Holy Helmet was not too far, and it was nothing to the demons who were speeding through the air at supersonic speeds, and everyone was surprised and reluctant to come and see the scenery below during this short journey.

It was evening, and the sun had sunk below the horizon, but the western sky was still red, making the clouds there as bright red as if they were on fire; In this red light there were many birds with black wings, and these vultures were busy on the battlefield with a terrible cry, and when the night fell on the plain in front of them, the silver glow of the slowly rising moon made the fertile grassland rise and fall like an endless sea, and at the end of this grassland they saw the long slope leading to the gentle beachhead of the river on the flat grassland, where the crossing of the Aysin River used to be the place where the river flowed in a loud voice, and the sound of the water splashing against the rocks could be heard at all times, But now everything has fallen silent, and the riverbed has almost dried up, leaving only gray sandbars and dry aquatic plants.

"Another crime of Saruman, he has destroyed a lot of good things, but he didn't even get to this river before he escaped......" said Iomer, who was protected by the force field, his face glowing with undisguised disgust, "Maybe he's plotting something against us right now, maybe he wants to boil all the water of the Aishin River, so the river will dry up?" ”

They could already see the foot of the Misty Mountains after the river had dried up, and the side arms of the Wizard's Valley extended out to join them, and the valley before them was dark as the moon had sunk in the west, and the light was obscured by the hills; But from the valley rose a mist of steam and smoke, refracted by the moonlight, into a great pillar of twisted silver and black that stretched into the sky.

"No, I don't think so." "Most of these are vapors, and black smoke is only a tiny fraction...... We'll see, but I don't think Saruman still has a chance. ”

The wizard thought of the sight of the flooding of Issinger in the dream, but he did not say this possibility, because while they were speaking, the demon had already roared across the sky, and rushed directly into the wizard's valley where smoke and steam drifted around, and the facts were directly presented in front of everyone's eyes.

It seems that there was a flood not long ago, and the ground is full of water, and all the hollows are almost filled with water. Isengard's gate was thrown to the ground, twisted and distorted. Scattered around it were a mass of broken rubble and rubble, the rock walls were crisscrossed with notches and hollows, and the towers in the walls were beaten to powder.

Even if the sea rises and crashes into the nearby hills, I am afraid that it will not be able to cause more damage than in front of you.

- Isinger is finished. (To be continued......)

PS: Thanks for the tip: the starry sky world of one person