Chapter 668

For orcs, opportunities abound near tabaradur in the dark. In addition to fighting, there is also an arena for selecting chieftains through martial arts competitions. It can be seen that dussaud is still very interested in these things, and his eyes show envy from time to time. He walked and stopped, stopping in front of the camp for selecting Hercules, and peering for a moment.

Zhao Mai waited for him quietly until he made up his mind to continue to follow the current leader. "Why don't you try?"

"They are not as good as you, so they are not as promising as you." "If you can't make the best, you have to follow the best," said dussaud, scratching his bald head

Who said orcs don't have wisdom? "Well, since you say that, I'll train you. As long as you can bear hardships, you can be a strong ORC. No matter they are afraid of you or love you, they will really respect you. "

After several seconds, dussaud asked, "what is respect?"

"That is, when you eat, you will eat first." Zhao Mai's explanation made the orcs suddenly realize that respect is a good thing, and then they began to look forward to being respected, even drooling.

Zhao Mai had no time to pay attention to dussaud's inner hope and happiness, but devoted all his energy to observing the doomsday volcano. The closer we get to this famous mountain, the more we can feel its majestic power and the terrible momentum of imposing pressure on everything. Zhao Mai once felt a similar power on the Great Wall, which is deeply rooted in the earth and closely related to the fate of the whole world. The great wall of doom is cold, and the doomsday volcano gathers all the destructive, cruel and burning forces to form this inexhaustible melting pot.

The great wall of doom just absorbed the power of the surrounding land, while the doomsday volcano radiated the whole Mordor, and even continued to extend outward. In terms of power, even if the Great Wall is larger, if it is thrown into the doomsday volcano, it will be burned into steam and become a cloud floating in the air, hardly affecting the volcano's continued eruption.

In addition to the great power of destruction, there is a defense fortress built at the foot of Mount doomsday. An elite Orc army is guarding here, and the ring spirit is in charge. Along the way to mount mount mount doomsday, especially to the forging platform, there are all kinds of terrible charms, eyeing for any possible invaders. These forces can not stop the strong like Zhao Mai, but the strong will of the dark world is the real enemy.

The dark forces here have been distorted by Sauron's will and continue to emit malice, both to the light side and the dark side. At a distance from the foot of the mountain, Zhao Mai felt oppressed and had to slow down to adjust. And dussaud needs to take a rest after a few steps to calm his mood, so that he can drum up his strength to move forward again. If we summon up strength to fight it, it will easily cause annihilation effect. Even if Zhao Mai can't be burned to death, it will certainly expose him. This is not what he wants.

On the other hand, grain reserves and florets are not deep in the world. They have little power of darkness or light, so they are less excluded and easy to walk. If so, they can't be brought to the Torah to avoid the Torah's attention. Zhao Mai finds a corner and kicks out a shallow pit with his feet. He lets the grain reserve take Xiaohua to hide in it and wait for him to come back.

Kanta is just ahead. Although it is the place where the ring spirit lives, its height and scale are very poor. It is not as tall as centurion's turret. There are not many guards here, only a few goblins stand guard and serve. They all wear collars around their necks and are chained to the pillars of Kanta like dogs. Each goblin was oppressed by the dark forces for a long time, and suffered from mental weakness by the terrible smell of doomsday volcano and ring spirit. Sooner or later, they will collapse, and then they will be replaced by new service personnel.

"What are you doing here?" The goblin's face is full of blood stains scratched by himself, and his pupils are lax, but he still can't forget his duty. "This is the residence of Lord Jie Ling. How dare you disturb it!"

"I'm tverdo Blackfoot, centurion of the plain of nurn. We have captured the elves who sneak in. We are loyal to the Dark Lord and obey his orders and instructions, so we have brought them here." Zhao Mai showed Christie's pistol to the goblin: "Lord Jie Ling will reward us!"

As soon as his voice fell, the gate of Kanta opened, and a shadow wrapped in black linen came out with a black helmet. It is in the place where it should be face, only invisible shadow. The piercing sound came from the armor, like fingernails across the blackboard, like rusty iron swords rubbing against each other. "Present it!"

The ring spirit gives people great pressure. Its breath is exactly the same as the doomsday volcano behind it. Zhao Mai felt as if he was surrounded by the flames of the dragon. He had to be in awe all the time. He could only survive by obedience.

All these are the feelings brought by the will of the dark world, floating on the surface of his body, isolated from his independent consciousness. However, in order to "follow the trend" and better disguise himself, Zhao Mai stoops down, unties the package behind him and presents Christie's things to the ring spirit.Dussaud did the same and took off the shroud. No matter how beautiful you were, you can't see it after being shot rotten and going through the process of corruption. The goblins around showed disgusting and disgusting expressions, but under the pressure of Jieling, they nailed their feet to the ground.

"Good, good!" The joyful voice of the ring spirit is still a kind of torture to others, "another one!"

Another one? Zhao Mai listened quietly. "Willing to serve the Great Dark Lord!"

"Who killed her?" The ring swept over the two orcs and then walked to dussaud: "yes, you did well. Do you want more power? "

"Yes." Dusha nodded. He looked at Zhao Mai, and then added: "it's mainly because the black foot leader has high ability that I have the last chance to kill her."

Jieling didn't say anything. A black smoke floated into dussaud's nostrils and reached his four limbs through breathing and blood circulation. There were black patterns on his skin, his body became stronger and his eyes were more fierce.

"Get up, your service is satisfactory. You have the power of a chieftain. Now choose an army to join and open up more territory for Mordor!" Said the ring. Then he turned to Zhao Mai, and his invisible eyes scanned the black flag for a while. Then he asked, "as for you, loyal orc, what do you want? Power or power? "