Chapter 8 Goblin Merchants Master Core Technology
The Ring Guard team watched as the goblins held arc guns in their hands, and the scarlet electricity that erupted from the muzzle of the guns tightly bound the nine Ringlings and tied them together.
“what-the-fuk?”
The terrifying, evil and powerful demon king Sauron was even taken care of by the end of the electric current, and the ring soul fire that descended from it was suppressed by a split electric current, and held in the air like a balloon.
If the bronze arrows shot with the steel bow and arrows (i.e., the perception of firearms in the minds of Aragon and others) can be explained by the ingenuity and craftsmanship of craftsmen, then the reality of manipulating thunder and lightning and subduing the demon lord can only be described as a miracle.
Gandalf and Groffindale are perhaps the two most shocked, as they have lived for an unknown amount of time, and they have seen firsthand how the Demon Lord has dominated the world and abused the world.
Even Manway, the king of the gods of this world, couldn't play Sauron so lightly.
"How, maybe...."
If someone had told him that a mortal with no divinity in him could beat Sauron to the ground and even scream in pain, then Gandalf would have used that fireworks trick to fool him in the face and throw off the word "hehe".
"You filthy, lowly, despicable and inferior goblin!
The dark blue soul fire flickered like a candle in the wind, and Sauron roared in rage, and the boundless evil magic caused the air to stir up,
"No one can disobey me!"
The whole valley was shaken by the surging wrath of the gods, the branches of the trees fluttered wildly, all broken, the river roared and slapped against the reef, and even the unconscious fine stones rose out of thin air and trembled spasmally.
Everyone in the Ring Guard team felt their hearts stagnate, their brains completely surrounded by an extremely strong sense of déjà vu, and an indescribable sense of fear completely soaked their senses.
It's like being on the side of the abyss, looking directly at the eternal, chaotic dark side.
Can't think, can't escape, can't breathe.
As the saying goes, the grace of God is like the sea, and the power of God is like hell, even Sauron, who has now degenerated into an evil god, the little essence he occasionally reveals is not something that these mortals can look at directly-the amount of information that is too profound and complex washes away the sanity of the Ring Squad in the first place, and they have to fall into a state of brain closure.
Whether it is the simple and naïve Hobbit Four, the Human Emperor Aragorn of the organization, or the elves with tender faces and old hearts, they all rolled their eyes, salivated at the corners of their mouths, and looked demented.
Gandalf was able to get better, and his blessed body by the gods gave him a certain degree of resistance to divinity - that was also limited, and the gray-robed mage could at least use his staff to support his body and barely open his eyes.
"Oh, can a god of this level be born on a small planet in a small corner?"
Anduin rubbed his chin nonchalantly, watching the soul fire on the ring spirit continue to expand and burn, "This is only a projection that is thousands of miles away, and it can be done to this extent with only the power transmitted by it." Maybe I'm going to go back and get the old dragon to add money?"
In ancient times, from the moment the nine-headed ring spirit accepted the demon realm, their souls were probably already controlled by Sauron. After countless centuries of erosion, each of the Rings is imbued with Sauron's power, which can be seen as a projection of the Demon Lord in the physical world.
Even if he is sealed in the so-called "Void Realm", he can cast a little of his will into the world through the single eye on Mordor.
In other words, Sauron's current state is like the gods in the DND world, unable to come to the physical world in person. Interference can only be done through some special media.
When he obtains the One Ring and restores his scattered divinity, he will be able to rekindle the divine fire, and even pull most of his power back from the "Void Realm" to reign on Middle-earth again.
Gandalf, perhaps the most touched, struggled to his feet, half shocked, half sad and thought,
"Sauron is getting stronger again, and I can feel that in the deep darkness, there is a reckless and simple power surging, which is the origin of the primeval period, the source of all living things. ”
"That is, the power of the sun. ”
In the perception of the gray-robed mage, Sauron's magic was already mixed with a trace of brilliance and brightness, upright and majestic.
"With Varda (the gods of Middle-earth after the stars) above, have the gods abandoned us, and why can such evil gods have the breath of the sun....."
Gandalf's ravinely old face was filled with sorrow, and he closed his eyes and forced his tedious thoughts down.
The gray-robed mage waved his staff and shouted, "Sauron, I don't know what happened to you, but if you try to defile the world and do that tyrannical thing, you must step over my corpse!"
The dark blue soul fire surged and clamoured, and whispered: "I will, I have connected to the source sea of this world, and I am drawing strength all the time, and when I get back the Supreme Ring, I will..."
Once again, the Demon Lord's words were interrupted by an electric current.
"Hmm..... It's quite energetic, so let's increase the voltage, it's already a million volts, and I'm looking forward to the tenacity of the god's soul. ”
Anduin completely ignored Sauron's furious roar and spun the dial on the arc gun with interest.
The scarlet electricity was like a thunder python, enveloping the soul fire impenetrably, slowly squeezing.
In the long life of the current Demon Lord, he has never been treated like this. Even when he was the servant of the previous Demon King, Malko, that being could not humiliate or ignore him.
The soul torch above the head of the ring spirit has turned into a deep blue, and the suffocating magic energy is coercive but the nectar ** cracks the earth and melts away without a trace.
Gandalf exclaimed, "Stop him, he's going to run away!"
"I'm rubbing, if I can't beat it, I'll run, does this Sauron still have a bit of discipline?
Anduin frowned and turned the arc gun's scale to the maximum, the sparks of lightning that nearly tore the air apart.
The souls of the rings violently broke free from the confinement of thunder and lightning and merged into a ball.
The large net woven by the arc was visibly shrouded in black fog with the naked eye, and Anduin only felt a strong force attacking along the arc, and fell to the ground, almost unable to control the arc gun in his hand.
"I'll be back!"
The whispers of the shadow lingered in my ears, and I saw that the huge soul fire exploded, and the wind howled.
After a loud bang, the nine rings that were bound to the ground by the strong electricity instantly collapsed, and the thorn-strewn black armor around them slowly faded, dissipating into the wind like burnt pale grass and wood ashes.
However, several black gases rose from the ashes and flew towards the sky.
"I'm rubbing, it's really Nima who ran away, do you want to force your face?"
Anduin was shocked by Sauron's shamelessness and cheekiness, "What kind of fuss are you making a cruel remark before leaving? Do you think you are a gray wolf?"
The members of the Fellowship of the Ring felt that the faint suppression they had suffered was empty, and there were no more dark whispers in their ears, and even Frodo looked down at the One Ring hidden in his pocket, puzzled—he didn't feel the threat of being bewitched for the time being.
Aragorn was amazed and said, "Are we safe?"
Gandalf's lips twitched slightly, and in the end he didn't say anything, just nodded vigorously.