Chapter 662

Boiling magma is constantly ejected into the air, and the hot red liquid level is constantly rising. Then it flows out from three huge inclined holes, leading to the workshop along the magic reinforced groove, heating one furnace after another.

The red light filled the crater, but there was a place that would never shine. It's a platform that juts out of the cliff, right above where the lava is most surging. The hot air forms a whirlwind, and the turbulence never stops. On the edge of the platform, the shadow between the real and the virtual forms a human figure. The tall body absorbs all the light and hope, and the strong arm holds a struggling man.

The man kept struggling, his arms could be waved, his feet could be kicked, his throat could be tightly clenched, and he couldn't say a word. Flying fists and feet arc in the air, but can not affect the shadow. The shadow is like fog, which can be destroyed, but not harmed. With a low cry, the shadow that can never be freed and rest will always gather again.

This is the ring spirit, a powerful human with the ring of power, who is now the servant of the Lord of the rings and the most loyal adjutant of Sauron. If he wants to, no living creature can see their appearance, and ordinary materials can't stop their eyes and bodies. They are dead, but they are not dead. They always stay at that critical moment and are always under the control of Solon.

The dark language floated from the terrible figure of the ring spirit, with the power of vicious curse, and then penetrated into the man's heart. "With fate as fuel, with the steam of blood blowing, with meat and bone accumulation of victory." The ring said, "give your life to the Great Dark Lord!"

He released his hand and threw the man down. "Ha ha, I can fly, fool!" This is the last word that the man said before he fell into the lava.

As the lava boils, the plume of fire rises, and the red hot liquid drops onto the platform and condenses into gray pieces of metal. Ring spirit looked around and turned away from the platform.

This platform is the place where Sauron makes the ring, and the only place where he can destroy it. Complicated incantations protect this place, and the only import and export is under the care of Solon's vision. More than 2000 years ago, on the slope of Mount doomsday, the Allied forces of human beings and elves had a decisive battle with him. Solon, who had the supreme ring, was unstoppable until his finger with the ring was cut off by isildo with a sword. Because his body had been destroyed by the power of iluvita, he could not keep his body after losing the ring. After the violent explosion, his power fell to the bottom.

He failed that time, but the ring bewitched isildo. It controlled isildo's mind on the short circuit when he climbed Mount doomsday to the forging platform. The king of mankind changed his plan to destroy the ring and took it as his own.

As a result, soron had a chance to breathe. As he regained his strength, he searched for the ring. He commanded his slaves to rebuild baladur, the tower of darkness. Now, a burning eyelidless eye is suspended above the black spire, overlooking the whole of Mordor. The red light is Solon's sight, and there is always a touch of red covering the entrance of the forging platform of the doomsday volcano.

"The sacrifice went well, master." Jie Ling knelt in the red light and said humbly. "Two outsiders who have broken through the space and come to Mordor have contributed their destiny, and the power of darkness is growing."

"I want more!" The high pitched voice directly penetrated into the soul of the ring spirit, and the black shadow body could not help shaking in the vibration. "I want more! I want my army, I want to attack

"Yes, king of darkness." The ring spirit stood up and joined the other eight ring spirits. They form a circle and communicate with each other directly.

"Summon all the commanders, War Chiefs and chieftains, let the slaves of the South and the East act, let all the dark creatures move, let Mordor be great again!" The head of the ring, the strongest man known as the king of Angmar, said, "build the army of the king of darkness, build the chariot of the king of darkness, and we will rule the world!"

The ring spirits, acting separately, summon the other slaves of the king of darkness to put Mordor's war machine into operation. Doomsday volcano is the engine of this machine. Countless orcs and various dark creatures are gears, levers and conveyor belts. "We are going to plunder! We will turn what we see into ours

Mordor is shouting this slogan everywhere, and Zhao Mai is on the way to mount doomsday. The commandment of Jieling will not reach the level of Centurion. Even the centurion is just an attendant of the war chief, and has no right to speak. Zhao Mai didn't know anything, but he didn't care about it. He was going to see Mount doomsday anyway. If the chieftain stops him, he will become the chieftain; if he is stopped by the commander, Zhao Mai will become the commander under the strong fist of the spiritual power and the natural force.

"What if the ring stops you?" Xiaohua, who has recovered his spirit, sits on the back of the grain reserve and looks straight into Zhao Mai's eyes. "You know the ring can't be destroyed?"

"I'm a loyal servant of the Dark Lord. How can I attack the ring?" Zhao Mai pinched his chin: "if the commander is too close to Jieling, the level of war chief is very good. He can control the situation, but it won't be too prominent.""What if you lead the army to fight against elves and humans? Will you go? "

"I'm not human anymore, so I don't have any psychological pressure to fight with humans and elves. Moreover, I created beast talents." Zhao Mai thought about it, and then added: "if it's going to fight halflings or star elves, that's another matter. I will definitely stop it. But my goal is also very clear. The orcs can win. It doesn't matter whether soron wins or not. "

"Didn't you make Solon? We should treat them equally! " Xiaohua said with a smile.

"That's true, but only if he can listen to me." Zhao Mai reached behind and adjusted the angle of the flagpole. As a centurion, Zhao Mai received a gift from the settlement orcs, which belonged to his flag and flagpole. A dirty square cloth is painted with a black foot, stepping on the red pigment which is both fire and blood. At the same time, three splashes of blood red represent Centurion identity.

Mordor does not have an ID card, but uses various accessories to mark power, status and other information. In order to be able to do as the Romans do, Zhao Mai asked Daryl to prepare a full set of identification for him. This flag is one of his choices. In addition, Zhao Mai also has a necklace of tusks, a bracelet of animal bones and a belt tied with his scalp. These are the things that used to be used by the fire crow, but now the winner takes all.

"Don't you want to sacrifice the doomsday volcano with the flesh and blood of the passers-by? Why did it spray so quickly?" Zhao Mai thought about this all the way.