Infinite reincarnation of glory

Chapter 371 ·There must be... a white-robed wizard

God does not die easily. Whether they are gods or spellcasters as powerful as gods, they definitely have more than one ability to save their lives in desperate situations.

But everything has its limit.

When the purified divine power of death is attached to the immortal blade, it penetrates into the target's heart and soul when it is at its weakest. No matter how reliable a life-saving means is, it will be useless at this moment.

It's dead.

Saruman is dead.

Unlike Yuan Dian, his body fell to death silently because his respiratory system was penetrated. Zhao Yingkong's sword directly broke through Saruman's mortal body and his Maya essence, causing this inferior god to receive a fatal wound.

Screams resounded throughout the land, mixed with roars, roars, reproaches, and complaints—crazy ravings from ancient times filled with the unwillingness, resentment, and disbelief of the dying god. They turned into a gust of wind, and even the Fangorn Forest far away from the border of Isengard, a large number of trees on its edge were tilted under the strong wind. The rich darkness in the sky seemed to be torn apart by this invisible roar, slightly reducing the pitch-black color of the dome.

——[Kill White-robed Saruman before the Treants attack, participate with all members, and obtain a B-level side plot, with 5,000 reward points. 】

The Lord God’s announcement sounded. This amount is slightly less than the Balrog underground in Morel.

Zhao Yingkong silently withdrew the Immortal Slash that she was holding tightly. And in front of her, a white robe and a staff with the same pure white tone also fell from the scattered black flames, touching the ground, making muffled sounds of varying severity.

She stretched out her hand and grabbed the crystal of true knowledge that Saruman had always carried with her even when the dark flames boiled. The violent inflammation on it suddenly disintegrated and dissipated when it was about to touch her fingertips. The battlefield outside Essinger also returned to the initial silence.

Red thunder filled the entire tower.

Jiang Yu's form flashed at the place where Saruman died. Stretching out his hand, he took the white robe and white staff into his hands - he could clearly feel that there was some kind of powerful power contained in these two objects. And it can be more clearly confirmed that these forces cannot become weights in one's hands through their own resonance and assimilation.

It is something that has an owner - it should belong to another Maia.

Jiang Yu's eyes met Zhao Yingkong's in the obsidian tower where the flames had not dissipated. Half a second later, Zhao Yingkong left. Jiang Yu walked towards the nearest closed obsidian door, stretched out his hand, and pushed it open with little effort.

The tower has no owner - outside the door is the vast lookout above the tower.

Jiang Yu walked on the top of the lookout, her eyes sweeping over the desolate Isengard, and then looking into the distance.

‘Boom——’ The blocked dam was pushed open by Li Shuaixi with brute force. The majestic torrent surged down toward Essinger, which was located in the lowlands. The traces of early industry on this land will soon be wiped out by the raging floods. Before that, the group of wood elves imprisoned in the cage had been moved to a safe place.

The anger of the tree people will be appeased by this - if everything still develops as in the original work.

And Jiang Yu's eyes were still looking into the distance—to the east of the Misty Mountains, where the Tower of Sauron, known as Mordor, is located. From the beginning, he had expected Sauron to intervene midway and project his power here from a distance, and he was not afraid of a head-on long-range confrontation with the dark lord who was guarding the bottom of the barrier. However, until Zhao Yingkong, who was most suitable as a bait, obtained the True Knowledge Crystal, and until now when everything had settled, Jiang Yu could not wait for the expected collision.

It didn't come.

It's still dark.

…………………………

Gandalf's injuries were not serious. After all, he was also a Maia. Physical injuries can be cured with some inexpensive Lord God brand medicines. The essential trauma of the soul also accompanied Saruman's death, and he was no longer affected by his dead colleague.

He recovered quickly.

He was even able to help before Zhu Wen figured out how to cure the contaminated wood elves - with his help, those wood elves were kidnapped by Saruman to Isengard and used as raw materials for the orcs. The elf soon regained his sense of self and basic mobility. and was immediately plunged into the rage and sorrow of witnessing a fellow man twisted under evil.

Of course, it's of no use. After all, Isengard is in ruins and Saruman is dead.

The elves' emotional venting does not last long. And when Chu Xuan walked into the Obsidian Tower, counted and identified the possible benefits. The elves finally calmed down and gathered together, sharing their sorrows using elven methods and traditions.

At this time, Gandalf, who had recovered physically and mentally, finally took steps towards the reincarnations who were counting the trophies in the tower - Jiang Yu was waiting for him at the base of the Obsidian Tower.

"There is no need to say more polite words, Mr. Gandalf." Jiang Yu first accepted Gandalf's thanks, and then interrupted the subsequent greetings. He had considered using clever words to solidify his and others' identities, but in the end he felt that it was not necessary.

"We don't know those two blue-robed wizards, but we did come to Middle-earth under their entrustment to deal with Sauron's problem." The logic is basically the same as Zhan Lan's, and Jiang Yu doesn't Planning to add extra. "And our origins are also quite complicated. It's not convenient to say more about some of them, but I think you should be able to see with your wisdom that we do not belong to the land of Middle-earth."

He held out his hand and showed Gandalf the emblem he carried. Different from the mental phantom created by Zhan Lan before, he took the physical badge in his hand and used his power to make it emit a faint light.

The badge flew in front of Gandalf.

The old wizard studied it carefully for several seconds.

"You know me, this..." The wizard moved his eyes from the badge to the holder.

"Jiang Yu." Jiang Yu didn't intend to hide her name, there was no need. "Of course, I lead a team. If you don't mind, you can call me Captain Jiang. I do know you, one of the few wizards in Middle-earth, Gandalf the Grey, who has a wide circle of friends and is hospitable. Yours The reputation has always been strong.”

"Ginger...oh, an Eastern surname." The old wizard touched his beard, and he might even be planning to take out his pipe and smoke it. Of course, he couldn't be so impolite. "Sorry, old man, I'm always easily distracted...Thank you for your help, the power of light will grow stronger again. Is there anything I can do for you?"

It was so simple that it could be called a crude test, but it wasn't quite beyond Jiang Yu's expectations.

"The first place we went to was Stormtop. We know that the One Ring has been found. And it is still in the hand of the hobbit you chose to bear the ring - don't worry, I'm saying this By that time, they had already entered the territory of Rivendell. Even if it was predicted, Sauron would not have the ability to rush into Rivendell and steal it."

He watched Gandalf's expression change for a moment, and eventually, as expected, it turned into embarrassment.

"……oh."

"And we are not the only force from outside Middle-earth. Apart from us, there should be several teams. I am not very clear about their origins, and their positions are not very clear. But they all have the same powerful combat capabilities as us. force. And at Fengyunding, we had a battle with one of them."

"ah?"

"Don't worry, we are the winner. The ring bearers did not encounter any danger, and they may not even have seen the battlefield where we are. And...well, you should know the ring spirits. We killed the nine ring spirits there. Half. Spare poor Mr. Frodo the fright he's about to have... You knew he was going to get a blow there, didn't you, Mr. Gandalf."

"…………"

"But don't worry, prophecies are meant to be broken. Destiny is never inevitable. That Mr. Frodo was not injured in the Battle of Stormtop. And that one would have made you leave early in the Fellowship of the Ring. The Balrog of Moria...its life was already taken care of by us before we came here."

Jiang Yu raised his hand, and the Flame Demon's Skull, which was almost absorbed by Zhao Yingkong, appeared in his hand. This was undoubted evidence. And as expected, he saw the eyes of the old wizard in front of him gradually widen.

It's really fun to tease someone who is recognized by the world as a wise man. Jiang Yu felt relieved about this. In the original novel, Gandalf actually has certain prophetic abilities. Some key changes in destiny were predicted in advance. Especially Moria and his party, he was particularly irritable when he set out on that road because he predicted that he would die in a battle with the Balrog.

Of course, he could not predict his own rebirth. For he was really dead, and it was the Valar who sent him back and gave him white robes. For all prophets, this is a complete act of seduction, although the one who does it is really a god.

Anyway... that's it.

Jiang Yu threw back the Fire Demon's Head. The old wizard standing in front of him finally couldn't help but cough a few times in succession. Then he raised his hands in surrender.

"Sorry, I'm getting older and can't help but think too much..."

"I can understand." Jiang Yu nodded. "Then let's skip this topic?"

"Skip it now. Your righteous hearts... are very strong." Gandalf waved his hand. This is the end of the discussion about the origin and purpose of the Central Continent Team. As a result of this opaque debate, Gandalf would lend his credibility to Middle-earth when other prominent Light characters tried to question the issue.

However, even so, his eyes were still twitching as he glanced at the appearances of the members of the Central Continent team - of course, the group of wood elves who were more unlucky than him were the ones who finally escaped. Because after using the 'Tornado Sky' once, Zheng Zha seemed to have returned to the outgoing and cheerful mode that Jiang Yu was most familiar with, and then he was trying to make friends with the group of wood elves.

That was really a disaster - the elves have the etiquette to never lose their composure in front of their saviors, and Zheng Zha indeed has a sincere heart that can be seen with the naked eye. However, the mourning caused by the soul fragments of tens of thousands of orcs who were ablated and slaughtered in the "Tornado Sky" also lingered endlessly on the blood armor equipped by Zheng Zha. And this caused him to be... particularly terrifying in the eyes of the elves who were extremely inspired and could see day ghosts.

The wood elf representative who was elected to deal with Zheng Zha was about to cry... However, Zheng Zha was completely unaware of this and was still showing off his communicative skills. Obviously, Zhan Lan is indispensable in this, adding fuel to the flames and deceiving someone's self-perception.

Poor wood elf...poor Zheng Zha.

Gandalf might have come to their rescue. But now... this old wizard probably doesn't have the energy to move forward anymore.

Pitiful.

But what does this have to do with Jiang Yu?

And since the preface has been skipped. Then, the discussion naturally returned to the step where it was interrupted before - Gandalf could indeed help the Central-Continent team. And we can help now.

Jiang Yu stretched out his hand, and the white staff and white robe left by Saruman fell on his palm - he could feel the power contained in it, but he also knew that the gray-robed wizard could not turn into a white robe simply by changing his clothes. . Gandalf's promotion was due to the permission of the Valar, and Saruman's power did not lie in this white robe.

This was originally just an ordinary white robe.

Every time Saruman shattered a body, a new one was draped in white robes.

However, when Saruman's last body died, Jiang Yu, who rushed to the battlefield, felt power from it.

This obviously means something and proves something - Jiang Yu can't think of it yet. But he knew he would find out soon.

"There must be a white-robed wizard on the land of Middle-earth." Jiang Yu said, he stretched out his hand and pushed out the robe and staff in his hand towards Gandalf.

"Oh, the white-robed wizard can't just change his clothes..." Gandalf's hand that was about to refuse suddenly froze in the air. The next moment, his fingertips touched the white robe in front of him.

‘Bang——! ! ’ A ball of white light suddenly burst out from the old wizard’s fingertips. In Jiang Yu's eyes, the energy level of the old wizard who was obscured by the light skyrocketed!

The shackles of power on his body were released, he gained permission, and he transformed from a gray-robed wizard into a powerful white-robed wizard! As long as the Valar have a slightly normal mind, they will never come up with this robe inheritance method on the Maiyas in advance!

"This is... the will of Vera!" Gandalf's voice was filled with wonder. When the glow dissipated, he had already put on a white robe, looked brand new, and even combed his hair!

He will no longer have any doubts about the reincarnations of the Central Continent team.

And everything that happened in front of them also informed the reincarnations of the Central Continent Team, an important piece of information that would not be blocked by cognition.

The increase in Maiya's power is abnormal and does not conform to the process. Gandalf crossed it without experiencing the trial.

And this means that the Valar outside the Great Barrier are in a state of emergency - and the situation is more delicate than expected.

Jiang Yu tilted his head, and some invisible interference prevented him from continuing to think.

He looked into the distance - it was still dark.