Chapter 43: The Staff of God
The sinkhole was full of devastation, corpses were everywhere, and occasionally the night wind blew by, whirling into the cracks in the earth, making a "squeal" sound.
Anduin hung his head and said to Sauron rather suffocatingly, "You have made a mistake, a very serious mistake. β
The Demon Lord chuckled and tugged at the reins, flew in front of the goblin merchant with the long-necked pterodactyl under his crotch, and asked condescendingly, "Oh? May I ask, what's wrong?"
With a flick of his fingers, the goblin took out a slender copper pistol, lit it with a lighter, and slowly inhaled it.
The faint red glow of fireflies was so conspicuous in the darkness of the night that the smoke that came out of the goblin's mouth took on a hint of mystery.
"You shouldn't have killed these righteous forces. β
Anduin indifferently stretched out his finger and tapped the sinkhole at his feet.
The night raven, grooming, raised its head and chirped, hoarse and rough, reminiscent of the cough of a tomb robber knocking on a coffin board.
Sauron tilted his head and asked with interest, "Why?"
"According to the original agreement between a certain dragon and me, I could not harm these righteous forces with my own hands, but now, you have freed me. β
There was not a hint of warmth in Anduin's voice, and the goblin looked directly at the Demon Lord without fear, and his attitude was so calm that Sauron felt a little uneasy.
"Teleport me, Anna. β
At a speed of 340 m/s, this sentence was transmitted to Sauron's ears along the wind.
When this demon lord, who had never received nine-year compulsory education, was puzzled, at a height of 1,000 kilometers above the earth's surface, the shuttle-type spaceship scanned and analyzed and passed Anduin's permission level in less than a nanosecond.
In the center of the arc-shaped bridge, the photonic computer placed in the glass tank and surrounded by countless points of light was running rapidly, and a huge amount of energy was pumped out of the antimatter energy pile, surging into the quantum teleporter through the tube.
Every constituent substance in Anduin's body, such as quarks, electrons, neutrons, atoms, and molecules, is scanned and classified in an instant, and the quantum states such as energy states, spins, angular momentum, etc., carried on it are deduced to calculate the specific form of the next second.
The particles were first disassembled, then reassembled, piecing together the goblin and Saruman's body, appearing in two cylindrical grooves, all in less than a second.
Quantum teleportation, done.
Of course, in Sauron's line of sight, a dazzling brilliance first appeared around Anduin and the white-robed mage, and then disappeared at an extremely fast rate as if the smoke and dust had dissipated, as if it had not appeared at all.
Naturally, he couldn't understand what a quantum entangled state was, so he could only freeze in place, at a loss
"What just happened?"
The Demon Lord couldn't help but mutter, he didn't sense any fluctuations in elemental energy at all, no magic, witchcraft, or divine power, none of them appeared, and the goblin just disappeared in front of his eyes.
As if his feet had been driven into a steel plate, and the monstrous water rushed up to the bridge of his nose at a speed visible to the naked eye, Sauron felt a strong uneasiness,
Sauron rode the long-necked pterosaur into the sky, the majestic and terrifying monstrous demon flames burned wildly, and the gods in all directions scanned the four fields, searching for Anduin's figure,
Where the hell did that goddamn goblin go?
A red and white parachute suddenly descended from under the sky, and at the end of the umbrella hung a boxy army-green walkie-talkie, and the mocking voice of the goblin merchant could be heard from inside.
"Hello, Lord Demon. β
Fearful of the unknown, angry because of fear, Sauron asked with murderous intent, "You are very good at hiding, goblins. β
"Nonsense, you're a god, and I'm just an ordinary goblin with a mortal body. β
Anduin's voice was still so sloppy, like those courtroom courtroom courtiers who behaved elegantly and turned black and white upside down, full of confidence and contempt on the level of intelligence.
"By the way, Mr. Sauron, have you heard of Newton Isaac?"
The grooves of the walkie-talkie were pitch black, but Sauron could feel Anduin's surging malice through this "talking box".
The Demon Lord was vigilant for 10,000 points, he put his hands behind his back, secretly accumulating the energy drawn from the source sea, and was always ready for a thunderous blow.
"What's that? I haven't heard of it. β
It was a bit embarrassing for a god to admit that he wasn't omniscient, but Sauron did it anyway.
"Sir Isaac Newton was a genius of the world, and the three fundamental laws of classical mechanics he proposed are the unfading crown of brilliance in the process of human understanding of the world. β
The goblins did not hesitate to praise: "First, any object remains at rest or in a uniform linear motion until it is forced to change this state by the forces of other objects.
Second, the object will accelerate when it is subjected to the action of the resultant external force, and the direction of the acceleration is the same as the direction of the resultant external force, and the magnitude of the acceleration is directly proportional to the magnitude of the resultant external force and inversely proportional to the inertial mass of the object.
Thirdly, the action and reaction forces between the two objects, on the same straight line, are equal in magnitude and opposite in direction. β
Perhaps out of the dignity of the Demon Lord, or perhaps out of reverence for the truth, Sauron listened carefully to the words of the goblin and remained reservedly silent.
The long-necked pterodactyl under his crotch cautiously descended with the speed of the parachute, for fear that the force of flapping its wings would be too great for a moment to leave the walkie-talkie's effective range.
"What do you mean by telling me these things?"
The goblin merchant smiled and said over the walkie-talkie, "According to Mr. Newton's classical mechanics, somewhere thousands of light-years away from here, a group of people have developed such a simple and practical weapon, which you can call the 'Staff of God'βalthough I have always found the term 'retarded' to be a bit blasphemous. β
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Soren pondered the name and said, "What is this?"
"Hmm.... It was a tungsten rod with a diameter of 30 centimeters, a length of 6.1 meters, and a weight of several tons.
However, my current position is about 1,000 kilometers away from the ground on the planet's orbital plane, if I stand at this height, throw the tungsten rod down so lightly, and add a small rocket to boost the guide and free fall, and convert the gravitational potential energy into a huge amount of kinetic energy.
So when the tungsten rod officially falls to the ground, you can calculate that at a speed of 10000km/h, the kinetic energy impact can probably produce ?mv?=?*1000*10000?=50000000000J=11950.29KGTNT energy"
The goblin merchant is still so cynical, he is as cruel as a naughty boy who plays with weak ants.
"Remind you that thirty tungsten rods are thrown outside the city of Minas Tirith, destroying your army,
Thirty tungsten rods are thrown at the Black Tower of Mordor, destroying your body. β
The demonic flames on Sauron's body burned fiercely, and his anger almost turned into substance, tearing the space apart.
"You have two minutes left, run for your life, Lord Demon. β