The orcs on the battlefield were so frightened, and there was no commander present to hold the battle, that the orcs on the Gushan Plain desperately wanted to run back to the tunnel, and the orcs in the tunnel continued to pour out. So the orcs were jammed at the tunnel entrance. The orcs are a race in which most behaviors are succumbed to instinct, so when the charging paths are contrary to each other, a civil war begins within themselves. The others watched with interest as the orcs staged a show of killing each other at the tunnel entrance. Only Li Zhuoguang's clone was insane. He charged wherever there were many enemies. After almost all the orcs on the plain were killed, he aimed at the tunnel entrance and launched a charge. After another mountain of corpses and sea of blood, Li Zhuoguang's clone successfully broke into the tunnel. The people standing outside could only see the red flames flashing continuously in the tunnel and the black blood of Nirvana flowing out. Xiong Facai shook his head, took out his RPG, pointed it at the top of the tunnel and pulled the trigger. A crack was blown out of the rocks at the top of the tunnel, and then landslides began, and soon the tunnel was buried. Xiong Facai took Yan Mo back to Gushan City, while Wei Changfeng was still standing on the terrace, dumbfounded. The ability to read is so powerful! Xiong Facai walked to Wei Changfeng and patted him on the shoulder before he woke up. "How long can the clone you created last?" Xiong Facai asked. Wei Changfeng thought for a while: "It depends on the borrowed mana."
Xiong Facai recalled the feeling when Li Zhuoguang's clone passed by him just now, and he said relaxedly: "It's okay, those orcs can't come out, at least tonight." Qin Daniu pointed at the Balrog standing outside the city, but his head was higher than the terrace: "Brother Fa Cai, what should we do with this guy?" Xiong Facai looked back at Balrog, who lowered his head in fear, not daring to look at him. Xiong Facai thought for a while and said: "You are a wise person. Although your brain is not very bright, you are still a talented person. If you are willing to come with me, sign a blood contract with me and I will give you a blessing. If you don't want to, just leave and don't do evil again. " Balrog still lowered his head and did not respond. Xiong Facai slapped his forehead: "I forgot that you don't understand what I said?" "Hey!" Xiong Facai walked to the edge of the terrace and called out to attract Balrog's attention. When Balrog looked up at him, Xiong Facai pointed at himself and then pointed in the distance. Balrog knelt down on one knee without hesitation and bowed his head submissively to Xiong Facai. Xiong Facai nodded: "A wise move." The sharp claws cut through the bear's paws, Xiong Facai stood on the terrace, and sprinkled the blood, which fell on the head of the Balrog. "You are too big. I will use the method of initiation to teach you the art of telescopic transformation." Because of the blood contract, Xiong Facai has a heart-to-heart connection with the demon, and he can teach you the method more easily. Even before Balrog had developed his magic power, Xiong Facai could lend him his own magic power and perform the art of transformation. In an instant, the Balrog transformed into a ball the size of a palm and stood on Xiong Facai's palm. Xiong Facai said with interest: "It's quite warm. From today on, you will be called a small stove." After signing the blood contract, Yan Mo could understand what Xiong Facai meant and nodded reluctantly. After a long time, Xiong Facai learned from the small stove that Xiong Facai pointed to himself and then pointed into the distance that day. From Xiao Huoluo's point of view, it was Xiong Facai saying that he must either surrender to him or die without any body parts like those orcs on the plains. However, Little Furnace has no regrets. Making a fortune with a bear has a much better future than staying in the world of Adal. Gothmog, the Fire Demon King, is just a Mya, and there is no comparison with making a fortune with a bear. Follow Xiong to get rich, except for the bad name, everything is good.
Back to the Doomsday Volcano, Li Zhuoguang did not encounter any obstacles on his way from the Black Gate to the Doomsday Volcano. He looked down at the ground from the air. Except for the scattered orc slaves, there was no trace of the army at all. It seemed that Sauron had already sent them elsewhere. Li Zhuoguang issued an order to the armor: "Jarvis, use all power sources for propulsion." The flight speed of the armor increased sharply, and Li Zhuoguang flew straight towards the Crater of Doom. He didn't bother to care about the mission of the King of Men and the Hobbit. He just wanted to kill Sauron and then assemble Power spreads across every corner of Middle-earth. Suddenly, Li Zhuoguang began to fall. But when he looked down, he saw that there was no fault in the propeller at all. He aimed the palm thruster at the ground and sprayed it violently, but there was no reaction at all. "Forbidden Sky?!" Apart from the Valar, the only one in Middle-earth who can do this is Ilúvatar. Li Zhuoguang didn't bother to guess who it was, since he couldn't deal with it anyway. Li Zhuoguang simply put away his steel armor and summoned several crimson touches to shoot straight to the ground. After touching the ground, the crimson touch was like a spring constantly counteracting Li Zhuoguang's downward momentum. Li Zhuoguang's downward speed gradually slowed down and he landed on the ground smoothly. After landing, I looked around and found that I was at the foot of Mount Doom. He took a few tentative steps towards the crater, but there was no drama of meteorites falling from the sky or Vera falling from the sky. It seemed that the bosses above didn't mind him climbing the mountain, just that he took a shortcut. "Okay, okay, just go. Anyway, my physical strength is not bad." Li Zhuoguang ran as fast as he could, climbing the Doomsday Volcano at an inhuman speed, but then he slowed down. Because eight figures blocked his way. "I knew that I wouldn't be able to pass the level by simply climbing a mountain. One, two, three... seven, eight. I remember there were nine Ringwraiths, and where's the other one?" The Ringwraiths on the opposite side howled angrily when they heard Li Zhuoguang's question. The howling even faintly aroused the fear hidden deep in Li Zhuoguang's heart. He seemed to have returned to that summer. He skipped the cram school and went to his classmate's house to play games. When the cram school was about to end, he returned to the cram school and met his father who was guarding the cram school door. Li Zhuoguang shook his head, and the crimson magic power boiled, annihilating the memory of fear like a bubble. "One is also a fight, a group is also a fight, I'll let you go first..." Before he finished speaking, dozens of crimson touches appeared around Li Zhuoguang's body, shooting towards the Ringwraith in front of him. The other side has surrounded and beaten him, what martial ethics does Li Zhuoguang still have? He cheats, sneak attacks, and uses whatever is useful. If possible, Li Zhuoguang wants to drive a mud truck to hit. The Ringwraiths are shadows without entities, and they are not susceptible to physical damage. To some extent, they are the most invincible troops in Middle-earth. For the creatures in Middle-earth, there is no other way to deal with the Ringwraiths except to cause the "good disaster" that Tolkien loves. But Li Zhuoguang is not a Middle-earth person. He is now tied to the thigh of the general Sai and forced to hug his thigh. What is the status of the general Sai? The dimensional demon! As his original power, the crimson magic is not such an inconvenient thing.