Sword and Magic and Taxi

Saruman stood arrogantly with his staff in his hand and still said majesticly: "Is this a meeting to discuss the destruction of the Supreme Lord of the Rings, or a meeting where the bandits are about to take the Lord of the Rings? This has completely deviated from the subject! I see, Elrond, it turns out that your elves are the masters behind everything, and you are the ones who have taken refuge in Sauron! Isn't this Tverdor the elves of yours? Provide food and troops to the Dark Lord in Mordor! Duo, these people are funding your enemies and trying to seize your throne. Dwarves, these people let the orcs go north and invade your homeland!"

The sound of weapons being unsheathed is endless, some have even collided ping-pong, and the scene has become extremely chaotic. The elves, humans, and dwarves, under the instigation of Saruman's language, began to accuse and abuse each other. Once the old grudges were ignited, they exploded like gasoline cans. Elrond called out loudly for everyone to calm down and exercise restraint. This may be the only reason why there is no bloodshed.

Zhao Mai walked to Saruman, and Saruman opened his palm to Zhao Mai. "Stop!" There was magical power in his words, the will of the world was mixed in it, and Zhao Mai was blocked abruptly. The ring of power made by the white-robed wizard himself amplifies the power of his language. Whether it is to confuse people or use spells, it can be enhanced by the will of the world.

Zhao Mai is confident in his own strength, but now he feels like he has nowhere to focus. The foot is on the ground, although there is no slippage, but there is no feedback. Even if he used psychic powers to blast, he just shook and couldn't move an inch.

Saruman put **** together and swiped in front of Zhao Mai: "You should listen to the advice of the wise man and put down your weapons. You are not qualified to take care of the Lord of the Rings anymore. Go back wherever you come from!"

Zhao Mai released his hand, but the Ice Longsword floated in the air and did not fall to the ground. The corner of Saruman's eyes trembled, and the staff immediately lay across his chest. The Frost Longsword flew over, hit an invisible barrier, and exploded into pieces.

A layer of flame rose up from around Saruman's body, it was a sacred flame mixed with gold and white. His other Lord of the Rings burst into bright light, and everyone present felt warm. "I am the master of the secret fire, and all the flames in the world are held by me! Sacred fire, common fire or magic fire, the fire of the creation of life or the fire of the end of the world. Your evil ice cannot knock me down, Tverdo, a liar deceiver!"

The flames rose up and eventually turned into light, emitting rainbow lights of various colors. "I am Saruman the white robe, and the color of the white robe comes from all colors. Wancai is colorful, omnipotent and all-encompassing! Flame is my light, sound is my strength! Turn to ashes!"

Zhao Mai was immediately surrounded by flames, his body burning in the flames. Everyone hurried back, for fear of being hurt by this terrible heat. As soon as the food reserve was about to rush up, I saw a hand stretched out from the flames to stop him, beckoning him to retreat. That hand was white and flawless, like jade, not hurt by fire at all.

"Do you think this can hurt me?" Zhao Mai's voice suddenly became very distant, as if it was coming from outside the sky. "Did you not live up to expectations in everything you did? Kurunel, you took the initiative to ask for your current duties, but you abandoned them as you did? You gave up your glory and became a prisoner of power. One, two, three, then It's your end!"

Zhao Mai stood in front of everyone like a fire element, his face was deeply hidden under the flame, and he could only roughly distinguish the vague facial features. Saruman looked at Zhao Mai with twinkling eyes, and was uncertain. This flame can melt gold and break iron, and even stone can turn into gas. How can flesh and blood bear it?

In fact, Zhao Mai didn't feel good either, a sudden world will helped him block the flames, and his current feeling was like when he made Sauron. "Don't make trouble, he can't burn me again!" Zhao Mai said to this will in his heart. Saruman's magic flame can quickly burn through Zhao Mai's skin and flesh, but he can withstand it with the power of ice to ease, heal with the power of nature, and the power of blood to regenerate. It hurts when it hurts, and it's better than being endorsed by the will of the world.

The power really receded and took away Saruman's flames. Zhao Mai hurriedly used psychic powers to create elves-style clothes to wrap himself around, and this did not let all the important figures in Middle-earth go away. Although the will of the world is gone, it has been attached to him before and has improved his "social status", so Zhao Mai has become more and more important in the eyes of everyone. Zhao Mai was still wondering what Iluvita meant, but Saruman's power split itself.

"It's him, he imprisoned Gandalf the Grey!" One of Saruman's apprentices suddenly jumped out and said, "He took Gandalf's ring and tortured the news of the meeting! It was him who contacted Sauron secretly !"

"Nonsense! Dirty audiovisual!" Saruman waved his staff and the fireball flew towards the apprentice. Grofindale took a step and smashed the fireball with his sword, blocking the blow. Almost everyone was stunned by the changes in front of him. Saruman frowned and immediately turned around, reaching out to grab the Supreme Lord Ring in the wreckage.

There was nothing but the fragments of the Nasir holy sword lying in the wreckage. Saruman's eyes widened, and he looked around in a panic: "Who is it, who took the ring!"

"It's me." Frodo spread out his palm, and the Supreme Lord Ring was in his palm. "I think you are about to fight. I was afraid that it would be too messy, so I picked it up first. The fragments of the sword were too sharp to fit in my pocket, so I didn't pick it up. Sorry Aragorn, I want to help. ."

Elrond held his head high, put his hand on the hilt of his waist, and asked sharply: "Saruman, is Gandalf imprisoned by you? Are you trying to seize the Supreme Lord of the Rings?"

"The Lord of the Ring is in your hands, it's a complete waste! Give it to me, I can quickly defeat Sauron and destroy his evil forces! Isn't this what everyone wants?"

"You have begun to fall~www.NovelMTL.com~ Put on the Lord of the Rings, and you will only twist faster. After you overthrow Sauron, you will replace him as the new evil demon king, the new Sauron, and bring more A deep disaster!"

"No, you are all slander! I can't defeat Sauron on my own, but I can definitely do it with the Lord of the Rings! My only thought is to defeat darkness and evil! Look at my light, isn't it the dawn that dispels the darkness? The light?"

Even now, Saruman's words are still moving, and many people are silent, unable to make accusations. 'Maybe what he said is reasonable, maybe the method he said works, maybe..." Zhao Mai snorted and said, "With the Supreme Lord Ring, can you take it off? You can still do as you said Do you want to destroy it? You don’t even want to return the fairy ring. How can you take off the stronger supreme lord ring when you wear it so firmly? Your words are beautiful, but they are all beautiful lies!"

Saruman looked at the Lord Ring in his hand, then looked at the Supreme Ring in Frodo's hand, hesitating in his heart. Zhao Mai flipped his wrist and used his psychic powers to hold up the fragments of the Nasir holy sword on the ground and let them fly in the air behind Saruman. Unexpectedly, the White-robed Mage was so alert, his eyebrows were raised slightly, turning into an inwardly rotating shadow, which was teleported away at once.

This spell is so familiar, so will Zhao Mai! It is clearly Apparition!