Infinite reincarnation of glory

Chapter 369 ·Fire Tower

Maia is a god, a lesser god. It will not die easily, even if it is caught off guard.

And no matter how slow, stupid, or affected by external forces. When the black flames washed over the whole body, and the muscles and bones were melted by the transcendent flames, the white-robed wizard knew his own fallacy and would not run into it again.

But it still had to pay the price of death - its body disintegrated, and the remaining muscle tissue turned into sludge-like residue and adhered to the top of the molten black tower together with the ashes of the white robe. At the same moment, another intact white-robed Saruman reunited in the core area of ​​the central axis of the Isengard Tower, stretched out his hand, and grabbed another staff.

Cloning is a very common life-saving trick for spellcasters. This technique is very effective for creatures that do not rely on powerful bodies, because regenerating a new body requires resources, and the more powerful the body, the greater the consumption.

And even if Maia doesn't pay attention to the physical reality, the price is not small. When the white-robed wizard grasped the staff again, the lives of a thousand orcs below Isengard perished as it regenerated.

"Gandalf's reinforcements? No, they come from Morel... That stupid Balrog is dead. They do not belong to the light, but they are not on the same side as the Twin Towers Alliance."

The new staff in its hand paused heavily on the ground. The True Knowledge Crystal used to observe the external battlefield floated next to it.

"Stupid! At this time, evil can only bite each other! Can't these rats see the greatness that is about to come!?"

'boom--! ! ! ’ The tower was shaking.

It wasn't because of the staff it lowered, but because of the dark red dragon that climbed onto the tower and sprayed blazing dragon flames down into the tower. This dragon flame is different from the previous pure black flame. It cannot destroy the tower, but it can shake the foundation of the tower!

"Get out!" the wizard ordered.

All the portals on the tower were closed in an instant. All the built-in enchantments were triggered at the same time, killing all living creatures not on the registration list, even if it was only as big as an ant.

But the tower still shook.

‘Crack-! ! ! ’

The already dark sky was covered with thick dark clouds, and a bolt of thunder that could shatter the mountains was pulled down by the wizard and struck heavily on the dark red dragon clinging to the tower. The energy contained in this thunder should be able to easily kill the weak evil dragon, but its effect at this moment was not as great as expected.

The dragon fell from the tower but was not seriously injured. Inspired by the magic, the orcs surged toward the dragon like a tide, shouting and roaring. But he fell like a straw under the swipe of the burning dragon's tail. As soon as the wreckage touched the ground, it shattered into pieces.

‘Roar——! ! ! ’

The dragon roared.

Even through the solid outer wall of the magic tower, the white-robed wizard could still feel the malice and power contained in the dragon's roar. Although he didn't know when he provoked these monsters, it was already a battle to the death.

It saw the giant dragon opening its huge mouth towards the gap in the ground - saw the blazing flames pouring into Essinger's underground workshop, turning a large area of ​​the operating industrial area into burning mechanical debris - this loss was very important to it. It is not unacceptable to it, but it will never watch helplessly as foreign enemies wreak havoc on its home base!

"I order you, get up!" It waved its staff. The order shook the earth.

Then the mountains trembled - several hills near Isengard, the mountains rose like living creatures, and then stretched their limbs. The thick rock body supports a huge face like a castle tower. Several stone giants nearly a hundred meters tall stood on the ground.

More thunder gathered in the sky - the thunder was accompanied by a magical rainstorm, suppressing the dragon's flame power.

The stone giants ran, and the most powerful one punched the dragon on the head. However, before the second punch could be thrown, a figure on the top of the giant dragon flickered suddenly, and a jet-black flame slash immediately passed through the giant body of the rock, splitting the huge thing into unequal pieces. Cut it in two pieces and let it fall to the ground.

‘Boom——’ Earthquake, small-scale explosion.

The wizard in the tower watched the battle outside, and several energy readings of varying specifications appeared in its eyes. The one who just took action was the one with the highest energy level among the outsiders. It burns like a flame. In addition to this, there is another high-level individual who is slightly lower than the former, but seems to have thunderous power.

The previous lightning strike should have been removed by him - but its condition seemed to be poor, the energy fluctuations were unstable, and there were signs of assimilation with the surrounding area.

Apart from these two individuals, the rest may be of some level, but the threat is relatively small.

A troublesome group of opponents—but only trouble. If the white-robed wizard is vigilant enough and opens all Isengard's defensive measures in advance before they visit, then the final loss will not be great.

But even now...it's not a big deal.

"White Palm Army." The orc army blessed by magic poured out of an arsenal in formation. Their lives and powers are united by magic. When necessary, they can funnel the capabilities of an entire army into a single individual.

But in Essinger's home field, the orcs' power has been transferred, but they can still retain the transferred power.

And this means...

‘Bang——! ’ The bowstring crashed.

A strong orc shot an arrow, and the moment it left the string, it contained the power of a thousand arrows.

A thousand strong orcs shot a thousand arrows, and each arrow contained the power and accuracy of a thousand arrows.

They are a rainstorm. They are made of cursed metal that has the effect of breaking evil. It has similar destructive effects as the Blade of Morgul. If Smaug had attacked Isengard in the past, this round of arrows would have allowed him to escape and even die on the spot.

'sulfuric acid--! ’ The arrow hit the scales.

A protective barrier unfolded and then shattered. Then the dragon's scales also turned into fragments under the bombardment of arrows. After a rain of arrows, there was another one of the same specifications. Until this dark red dragon fell down in mourning.

In this world, military formations have meaning. The elves' military formations can even give their commanders the power to defeat Morgoth and even hunt it to the ends of the earth - of course, the light side's military formations can only be most effective when the light rises. And now is the day when the dark age is coming, so the military formation of dark creatures is also particularly powerful.

They march.

The downed stone giant also got up while regrouping, and together with its kind, attacked the figure on the dragon skeleton. A variety of weakening and limiting spells rain down from the top of the tower, and their combined effect is enough to turn the strongest warrior into the weakest decrepit.

Then--

‘Peng——’

A tornado suddenly rose. It is pitch black and gloomy, and what forms it is a dark fire that is like an abyss... no, deeper than the abyss. All the orcs and stone giants were completely swallowed up without even letting out a scream. This flame was obviously completely different from every previous flame!

In the core area of ​​the tower, the True Knowledge Crystal beside Saruman trembled violently. The dark firelight filled it, making it unable to perform any function of observing the outside. And the next moment, the black dark fire filling the crystal even squirmed like a living thing, as if it was about to struggle out from the inside of the sphere-like crystal, and appeared directly in the center of the tower that was strictly isolated from the inside and outside!

What kind of fire is this! ?

Saruman has seen many kinds of fire. He has seen the dragon fire of the oldest evil dragon, and the fire of Udun burning on the most powerful Balrog. It even visited Mount Doom and witnessed the flames of disaster that destroyed all things. However, no matter what kind of flame it had seen, it was not comparable to the pitch-black fire in front of it.

It's not a difference in quantity. The disaster in the Doomsday Volcano is far more intense than this. It's not even a qualitative difference. The complete form of Udun's Fire surpasses that of most Valar. It is the true flame of the God of Destruction - what it marvels at is the evil contained in that flame.

Greed, curse, hatred, depravity...all the negative emotions that can be identified in the world can be properly explored in the dark flames. They are intertwined and intertwined. Like a crucible deep in chaos. Although he didn't know what it could give birth to, Saruman felt that there was no mortal or extraordinary thing in the world that could survive forever after being contaminated by this dark flame.

etc!

The fire that destroyed his body not long ago... was it this kind of black fire?

The white-robed wizard lowered his head in astonishment, and saw a dark fire burning deep in his palm.

The tall tower under my feet was still vibrating.

……………………

vibration.

The sound of flapping wings.

From the moment Saruman greeted the dark red dragon from afar, Gandalf heard the subtle sound of flapping wings. And when it was transferred by magic to the dungeon at the bottom of the dark tower, the fluttering of its wings did not stop.

It rang out in the darkness.

It rang in the cage.

It showed its whereabouts and appeared in Gandalf's consciousness in the form of a moth. Then, it transformed into a female body wearing a crown.

Gandalf recognized the crown - it had once belonged to some ancient human king. It was a creation in the days of Númenor, but there is no record of it in the world today. The most important thing is that it does not recognize the woman in front of it, and is convinced that she is not the remnant of Numenor, because of her black eyes and supple facial features, her bloodline obviously comes from the Far East.

Far East - Gandalf knew that two of his blue-robed colleagues had gone to the East and then disappeared.

And in this era, this era. The pirates from the east have long been Sauron's close allies. Even a large part of the defenders of Mordor have significant Eastern ancestry.

It feels a little heavy inside - a dark red dragon, a visitor from the Far East. The tower's vibrations were undoubtedly the battle between evils. It appears that Saruman has chosen the wrong ally, and the price is about to be paid.

But the next moment, the woman used a simple method to erase all the confusion in its heart.

It was a badge, a seal. Even if the woman in front of him is just a phantom, the aura of power contained in her can still be clearly revealed in front of Gandalf's eyes - the luckiest, most incredible, and greediest one in his guess has become a reality. When all hope was extinguished by darkness, a helping hand from our colleagues in the East actually came.

——"I'm here to take you away, Gandalf the Grey."

——"My companions are attacking this tower. As long as you leave here smoothly, all other problems can be easily solved."

There was no uncertainty in the woman's voice. She was not here to ask for cooperation, but to deliver a message. Just as she was speaking, a dull-looking Black Tower servant came over, opened the door of the cage with a key, and then walked aside to remain quiet.

His heart had been stolen from him - by the woman in front of him.

This is by no means a force of justice, even if it is being used on the body of an evil servant.

"Can I ask..." The gray-robed wizard did not accuse his ally at this time. But it still wanted to confirm something.

--"I have no idea."

But the woman answered it before it could ask.

——"What is the current situation of the blue-robed wizards, where are they, what do they want to do, and how did they get to know us? My understanding of these contents is zero. I don't even know what they look like, what their names are, and what they are. Dead or alive.”

——"What I know is that we have been entrusted with this task. We are here to deal with Sauron's problem and let this fallen Maia, who died once, die again."

"I understand. Then Saruman..."

——"It is hopeless. You should know that very well, Mr. Gandalf."

"Oh, please forgive me. I don't want to stop you, I just want to remind you - don't underestimate any Maia, and Saruman is one of the great magic masters. Even if you are absolutely sure , it’s better to be more careful.”

——"I understand this very well, Mr. Gandalf. But at least now, the magic master has not noticed that we are moving. The situation is leaning towards our side."

"oh……"

Speechless.

The woman continued to move forward, as if she were in a deserted place. All the magical shackles were not activated in front of her, and all the servants in the black tower acted as if they saw nothing when they saw her and Gandalf behind her. As she moved forward, some kind of heterogeneous vibration also spread and expanded in this dark tower, filling both the inside and outside.

There's a war going on outside - and Saruman's battle feels extraordinarily long. Even without stepping out of the black tower, Gandalf could clearly sense the extremely violent energy collision outside. And soon, the gate of the tower was in front.

A dark door, a heavy door. The front side of the door is covered with numerous sealing barriers. If you want to break through it, you can only rely on the correct secret key.

or……

From the center of the tower, where the core area is located, a roar full of anger and horror suddenly burst out!