"I always felt like it wasn't a good idea to let him go. www.biquge.info"Saruman is still a powerful wizard, and he travels extensively, and he will not be the only fortress in Osankta. When the war has not yet been decided, let him out of sight like this? I'm a little confused. ”

Zhao Mai couldn't explain the matter of the will of the world to the tree man. With the loss of Ozekta, and with Saruman's army of strong orcs out of command, the power of the white-robed wizard has dropped significantly. Of course, his spells are still there, his knowledge is still there, but he will never reach his previous level again.

"Saruman remains in the tower and is imprisoned by us, and he can still do bad things. Zhao Mai could only explain like this: "Saruman fell to Sauron this time and made a mistake, but can you and I decide that he deserves to die? I don't want to make this judgment that is life or death. Moreover, I do have a friendship with him, and I show kindness so that he does not fall into darkness completely. ”

"It's complicated, but I can probably understand it. "It's like some of the trees I know well, slowly turning into Hunn out of anger, often attacking creatures that pass by, but I'm still unwilling to give them up." You are noble. ”

"Haha, it's not that noble. Zhao Mai rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "I just want Saruman to leave quickly, so that I can go to the Ozekta to see the loot, I can't wait!"

The fried tooth rat suddenly realized that he immediately remembered this rule.

"Mouse, change the demolition project to a reinforcement project, and let the Z worm go in and explore the tower first, so that there are no traps and dangers. Zhao Mai said: "When you are happy, the more you have to be careful." When you laugh, your mouth is wide open, and it's easy for someone to stab you in, right?"

"Yes, Boss! I'm the best at fortifying buildings, and I've got bugs to help! I remember, be careful when you laugh!"

A few jumping insects took the lead, and the worker insects slowly went deeper in the soil, and the others waited outside peacefully. Xiaohua didn't want others to hear it, so she approached Zhao Mai and whispered, "I think you will cause trouble if you let Saruman go." Now that you've made that decision, you have to be extra careful when you take action in the future. I've heard a proverb that a straw is inconspicuous, but it can be the one that crushes a camel's back. ”

Zhao Mai rubbed Xiaohua's hair and nodded in agreement.

In the end, it turned out that Saruman walked very freely, and did not specifically leave traps. The entire Osekta, except for a few cups and bottles that were broken in the shaking, were all preserved. Saruman was not a king of pleasure, his thirst for knowledge and wisdom was above all else, so the entire Ozokta was basically half a library, half a laboratory. There are thousands of precious historical materials, many of which are unique and incalculable, and there are countless new magic spells and alchemy recipes in the laboratories, and even more valuable is the complete research process and all the experimental knowledge and data.

The result is important, but the process should not be taken lightly. Zhao Mai saw these materials, and then compared them with the results achieved by Saruman, and admired his ability from the bottom of his heart. Whether he came up with it on his own or was inspired by the traversers, the white-robed wizard developed an alchemy bomb that could destroy walls and fortresses.

Zhao Mai himself can make matter out of thin air, he has experimented with the formula on the earth, and the power of the things he creates is very small. The reaction that should occur will still occur, but the speed of the reaction will be suppressed, and it will not have the effect of an instantaneous explosion. The bomb Saruman created was a grayish-white granular substance stacked on top of each other to resemble dyed rice. Zhao Mai tested its power and found that it not only had the ability to destroy matter, but also affected the protective effect of the realm.

In other words, as long as the dose reaches a certain level, a place like Ozarkta, which is protected by the power of the realm, can also be blown up. By analogy, the white walls of Minas Tirith, the capital of Gondor, are known as huge gates that cannot be broken open. Even the Evil Black Tower and the Doomsday Volcano are no longer "invincible".

"Saruman should have vaguely touched the edge of the world's will, and has consciously made weapons in a targeted manner. Zhao Mai solemnly put away all the manuscripts, which in his opinion were much more important than the finished products on the side.

"Xiaohua, you bother to sort all the information and see which ones are useful. You can let the tooth rat help you, don't work too hard yourself. Zhao Mai took the note of "making alchemy bullets from scratch", sat down quietly, and carefully figured out Saruman's thoughts.

Learning only one formula doesn't mean much to Zhao Mai. It's not that he doesn't know the formula, but he can't guarantee that the formula will work in different worlds. It is true that with the help of the Worm Heart Ring Formation Domain, he can use the rules of the environment that he is familiar with within a certain range, but it also means putting himself in danger. That kind of weapon with a launch radius of one kilometer and an explosion radius of two kilometers is completely fighting for life.

Therefore, through Saruman's research process, it is more important to learn a way to solve a problem than to get the answer directly. He held the thick book in his hand, looked at it page by page, did not let go of every detail, and looked back and read it again from time to time, with 100% concentration. Even when Groffindel came to Osankta with a large group of people, the shadow of the Golden Flower Lord suddenly blocked the sunlight, and Zhao Mai suddenly raised his head.

"Hey, you're back?" Zhao Mai greeted with a smile at first, and then looked behind him, wanting to find a reserve grain to criticize. Usually this dog is by his side, guarding him when he has no distractions. However, Reserve Grain and Xiaohua were sorting out Saruman's manuscripts, so Zhao Mai was left alone.

"Myron, I'm back. Not only is it back, but it also brings a lot of good news. By the way, who do you think is behind me?"

Grofendale was followed by an army of cavalry, heavily armed knights with white horseheads, no doubt the appearance of Rohan. The first to walk was an old man, a man whose hair was beginning to dye white, and his skin was initially sagging, but his eyes were bright. Dressed in a dark gold breastplate, he held the reins in one hand and the hilt of his sword in the other, and rode on his horse with his waist straight, looking around majestically. Judging by the ornamentation on his armor, this must have been King Heudon of Rohan.

To his left was Aragorn, riding on the back of a gray horse, and was smiling at Zhao Mai with his head tilted sideways. Behind him, the elf Legolas and the dwarf Golden Bolt were on the same horse, and the two of them didn't know what they were arguing about. To the right of Xiudon is a white-robed mage, or Gandalf who has become a white-robed man.

"You don't look as good as you used to when you turned white, Gandalf in white robes. As soon as Zhao Mai turned his wrist, Saruman's research notes were placed in his portable space. "But how do you feel after changing into new clothes?"