Elivan ignored Roman's exclamations, and he continued to walk forward, as if he were stepping on the ground, moving quickly through the air, and with the slow flow of air for thousands of years, he could feel that he was getting closer and closer to the secret of the beginning of the Third Age, yes, as long as he reached the stone platform, maybe everything would be unfolded in front of him. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

To be honest, he was already a little impatient.

On the other side, Saruman, who was walking in the passage on the right, was leisurely following behind Magmanda, and the two of them were walking in the most dangerous places in the world, chatting about the city.

"I can't imagine what the city looked like in its heyday, even if it was, according to you, it was a miracle in my mind!"

Magmanda casually smashed the puppet soldiers who rushed out of the shadows back into the shadow of the street corner, and the power at the apex of the world's rules already has a trace of regularity, even the most concise punch and kick can accurately hit the most vulnerable core of those puppet soldiers, and with the extension of time, Magmanda's control of this power has become more and more delicate. The Great Chieftain, familiarizing himself with his powers, said to Saruman,

"You say, if the capital of the future Orc Empire can also have such a situation, what a glorious thing it would be?"

As he got closer to the stone platform, the smile on Saruman's face became more and more real, and he smiled at the sound of Magmanda's imagination, and replied in a tone of insight into the world,

"Actually, this can be done, you must know that the Royal City of Lodal is actually built according to the core area of the floating city of Valannas, although there is no magic technology of Valranus, but its magnificent appearance is also known as the "Chosen City" by the world, and when you enter there, you only need to continue to expand the city according to the periphery of the city, if you want to achieve the glory of Valannas, you may not be able to do it, but with a city of the same size, it should not be a problem. ”

A smile also appeared on Magmanda's face, he seemed to see the scene of the orc's glorious city, but as the top warrior, he did not let his guard down, but after the surprise attack of the puppet, the road became smooth, although from time to time there were still residual magic traps pointed out by Saruman, but on the whole, for these four people, there was no longer much of a threat.

Perhaps seeing the surprise of Trisleyman, who was walking silently behind him, Saruman whispered,

"Even the best-made puppets, after such a long period of standby, the number of people who can act is less than one-third of the original number, and there are magic traps, which can be retained for 10,000 years, which are already extremely rare, especially when the body of the magic net is placed under the creator's holy platform, and completely different magic shocks are also reducing the number of these traps, after almost three thousand years of suppression, the danger on this road is actually about to be completely eliminated. ”

Speaking of this, Saruman laughed, "But it can't be ruled out that some big guys are still there... Be careful!"

Hearing Saruman's reminder, Trisleman immediately activated the teleportation technique, and the whole person turned into a streamer and appeared behind Magmanda, the Great Chief was also serious at this time, he looked at the eight golden sword-wielding angel golems that appeared around, and he felt a serious threat from this guy who looked completely different from the previous puppet.

"Seraphic puppet... Oh, it looks like it's the kind of masterpiece made by the craftsmen!"

Saruman gripped the lamppost staff tightly, and a flood of shadows appeared from beneath his feet, and in the blink of an eye, the two Seraphic Puppets were shrouded in shadows.

"The weakness is in the core of the neck and abdomen, and a hard blow to the heart can also temporarily incapacitate them, these guys are very fast, good at combined attacks, pay attention to defense and split them up, I have a way to rewrite their control program, so try to capture them alive!"

Hearing Saruman's words, Magmanda's eyes flashed, the battle axe that was originally slashed at the puppet was thrown to the ground by him, the big chief clenched his fists, and rushed towards the angel in front of him, no one would dislike the small number of legends on his side, especially such a puppet who would not betray, for the newborn tribe, the value of this thing is simply impossible to measure in terms of money and other things.

"Bell, bell, bell..."

The sound of fists and metal clashing was like a war drum, and in this empty dark street, Saruman took the lead in solving his opponent, and when the shadows in the sky disappeared, the two sword-wielding angel puppets had already stopped attacking, like sculptures, in strange poses, and stayed in place.

The old mage held two metal cards in his palm, which were densely filled with strange symbols with xenomorph runes, he glanced at those runes with very nostalgic eyes, and then put them away, and with a wave of his staff, another wave of shadows rushed to the battlefield of Lilith and Trisleyman, as for Magmanda, this orc was fighting with three sword-wielding angels, and it seemed to have the upper hand.

"Poof!"

After a few faint collisions, the shadow tentacles rolled back into Saruman's hand with three identical metal cards, and the three sword-wielding angels froze in place.

Trisleman looked at Saruman, who was slow and didn't pay any attention to these sword-wielding angels, and his heart also swelled with a burst of helplessness.

"It looks like this old guy is really unwilling to hide his strength anymore... With this level of magical control, who else can stop him if he wants to?"

At this moment, the Warlock King was already a little unable to see through this old mage who had single-handedly established the Council of the Nine Towers and the Council of Destruction, and he even began to wonder if the real Saruman had never existed?

Saruman didn't have time to pay attention to Trisleyman's ramblings, and after helping Magmanda deal with his opponents, he took a deep breath and gave six of the eight sword-wielding angels to Magmanda, and the remaining two were installed by himself.

Ahead of them, already at the end of the road on the right, a spiral stone staircase that winds its way up stood as the old mage took a deep breath and crossed Magmanda to step on the stone steps first.

"Let's go! The Creator's Shrine, which bears the locks of the world, is at hand!" )