Chapter 690: Transformation
Ai Xin extraordinary, the strong orc troops have already surrounded Zhang Ziyu and Death, although it is not the whole army, but the black pressure has passed in a circle, not to mention four or five thousand people.
It's not so easy to get these rude orcs to be honest with them, especially when white humans step into their territory.
That appearance is not much worse than a delicious prey.
"Up, kill both of them."
In the army of strong orcs, the greedy strong orcs are still agitating to attack, but each of them is cowering, with a little fear in their eyes.
On the ground, there were already hundreds of charred and blackened corpses of strong orcs, each with severe burns.
The first batch of strong orcs who rushed up were already finished, and as long as they got closer to that person for more than a certain distance, they would be killed by lightning and lightning, and they didn't even take a convulsion.
It is precisely because of this means that they do not dare to step forward now.
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Lord Saruman is here! ”
With shouts and shoves in the ranks of the orcs, they parted ways, and Saruman strode with his staff.
The white wizard's robe looked so abrupt in the dark and dirty crowd of beasts, but looking at his faintly black face, it seemed as if he should have been here.
"My friend, it's you, welcome to my world."
Saruman saw that it was indeed Zhang Ziyu, and immediately smiled, but this smile was a little weird.
Zhang Ziyu saw it in his eyes, but he didn't say it, this Saruman has fallen.
"Looks like you're doing well, Saruman."
"That's good, it would be even better if you could trade more Shennong Blood Demon Spring for me this time, my friend."
Saruman's smile became more and more weird, looking at Zhang Ziyu's gaze was not like looking at a friend, and evil thoughts continued to grow in his heart.
"It's not a good idea to have some bold ideas, Saruman."
Zhang Ziyu's expression was indifferent, but when Saruman heard this, his eyes suddenly became a little vicious, and he saw it: "It seems that you understand." However, now it's up to you to decide, hand over those things, help me unify the whole world, and you will be paid when the time comes. ”
Black qi poured out quickly from his body, and the powerful mana attracted the celestial phenomena, gloomy and depressing, and the thunder rumbled in the thick dark clouds.
Saruman was originally Maiya, and his strength was not weak, and he was in the early stage of the sixth order.
And now, after the blessing of the Shadow Realm Gauntlet, bathing in the blood fountain, and drawing strength from the darkness of Sauron, there has been a small qualitative change, reaching the peak of the sixth order.
As long as he continues to gather strong orc armies and continue to attack the surrounding countries and villages, then the dark power gathered will be even stronger.
If you can occupy the entire Rohan Kingdom, then breaking through the seventh order is comparable to Vera, that is, the main god of this world.
The gods of the Lord of the Rings are divided into three levels, the highest being Iluvita, who was born in chaos and gave birth to fifteen Veras in his mind.
Vera is the main god, lower than Iluvita, but each of them has the power of a law, and together with Iluvita, they create the entire universe in the movement, that is, a sub-universe, and the world of Adar is the core of this universe.
All the epics and chapters will be staged in Adar, in the Middle-earth continent of Adar.
Maia is the lowest deity, an assistant and servant of the Veras, assisting them in maintaining the entire Adar world.
Although it is said to be a low-level god, Saruman who can be sent to Middle-earth is still somewhat confident.
It's just that it seems to be too arrogant now.
Sauron's whispers keep ringing in his ears, grab them and you will gain the power to rule the world.
"Surrender, hand over your things, this is my last chance for you."
Saruman's staff pointed at Zhang Ziyu, and his eyes turned dark and indifferent.
The surrounding orcs let out a neat cry: "Kill! Kill! Kill! ”
Death laughed: "It seems that this guest of yours is not very honest. ”
Zhang Ziyu smiled indifferently and said, "It's normal to do this, black eats black, and I didn't think he would be better." ”
Now that he had come to Isinger, he didn't intend to be there to communicate with the guests as he had done before.
Saruman has a bad heart, and he has been corrupted by Sauron's will, although he has exchanged for Shennong's Blood Demon Spring and the Shadow Realm Gauntlet, but these two insights are not very effective in resisting the invasion of will.
Zhang Ziyu came over, just took a ticket, and then played two games in this world, just like playing chess.
If Saruman was interested, he wouldn't mind letting him be a flag, but now it's no fun.
"Kill them."
Saruman was obviously annoyed by Zhang Ziyu's attitude, and with a wave of his staff, terrifying black qi emerged from the tip of the staff like a tornado, attacking Zhang Ziyu.
The entire strong orcs of Isengar were also assembled under the order, carrying the power of darkness, and surrounded them in a mighty way.
"Kill!"
The orc's shouting resounded throughout Issinger, and Zhang Ziyu just slowly raised his finger and pointed at the black gas tornado.
In an instant, Saruman's attack collapsed like a bubble.
His eyes widened, this was one of his strongest attacks, why could it be so easily disarmed.
No way, he's got even more powerful dark power.
"Shadow Corps!"
Nine ghost generals slowly rose from the shadows, and with hundreds of ghost soldiers, they pounced towards Zhang Ziyu together.
It's still Tara at the head, but they're even more sluggish, and it's not a little bit different from the ghost shadow corps that Zhang Ziyu piled up with a lot of energy.
"You're brave enough to use what I've sold against me."
"Click"
Zhang Ziyu snapped his fingers lightly, and in an instant, the black light swept out, and the ghost shadow army shattered in an instant, and all the orcs who rushed were shocked out, and their bodies were shattered and they couldn't die anymore.
Saruman was directly exposed in front of Zhang Ziyu, his mouth and nose were covered with blood, and his appearance was extremely terrifying.
Zhang Ziyu walked up to him and said, "It's my turn to play." ”
The Ring of Darkness conjured up a large black hand and grabbed Saruman in his hand, and the power of darkness continued to invade Saruman's body.
"No!"
A roar rang out from the depths of his throat, only to sound more like the roar of a beast in the distance, the roar of the will of the strangled Sauron.
The dark power continued to transform Saruman's body, his bones grew, his muscles bulged, his head became chamfered, his eyes became scarlet, his height was a foot long, his muscles cracked his robes, revealing his dark skin, his feet swelled more and more, and his muscles twisted and changed, turning into pitch-black, strong goat's hooves.
Saruman completely lost most of his half-human form, with a sheep-like face and a staff in hand, and fell back to the ground.
"Master."
He half-knelt on the ground, his eyes cold but respectful, and bowed his head to Zhang Ziyu.
He had already been transformed into an orc mage by the forces of darkness, at least on the outside, but his strength had not weakened by half a point.
"Then go find a sword, and use the staff and sword together in the future."
Zhang Ziyu smiled, and then the black light of the Dark Ring suddenly spread out, enveloping all the strong orcs.
"It's too ugly, it's not okay to go on this expedition."
(End of chapter)