Carl smiled: "The feeling of being in charge of life and death between hands is really overwhelming, and so do I."
"But ah,"
Carl's smile suddenly faded a little: "In contrast, I still prefer to see the chaotic scene of all beings fighting for their own survival, multiplying, and being born."
"Beautiful moments will appear in it, although ordinary, but it is impressive."
"These are the same things I'm after."
"So,
"I will kill you, along with these artifacts under your command."
The world "is not going to have only one color, and if there is, it can never be black."
"Really? That's a pity."
Sauron finally lifted the hammer again, and the dark energy in his body could not help but radiate out.
It had lost patience, it had given Carl a chance, but he didn't cherish it.
Whether the world is beautiful or not, it doesn't care; that kind of childish thinking has been abandoned by it as early as when he was a righteous god.
Power is the absoluteness of the world. With the power to control everything, what else can't be obtained?
In the world, what scruples should there be?
It just wants to prove that it is not a god who will be slaughtered.
The scarlet eyes condensed, and the next moment, the terrifying momentum eroded in an instant, and the surrounding strong orcs who had no time to escape were instantly crushed into dust and dissipated in the air.
Seeing this, Carl glanced at the two behind him.
"Gandalf, King Elon, the next place will be handed over to you."
Afterwards, he rose into the sky, looked at the golden figure on the other side of the battlefield for the last time, and then rushed directly in the direction of Mordor.
This is not suitable for him and Sauron's battlefield.
"Hmph," Sauron snorted coldly, and his figure moved, chasing directly towards Carl.
Since Carl had already rejected its good intentions, it naturally wouldn't let him go easily; the old and new grudges should all be gone today.
Gandalf and Elrond's eyes were filled with worry as the two most powerful figures left.
However, they had no choice but to hope that Carl would be safe and sound.
On the other side of the battlefield, as Carl's last glance disappeared, Syudea silently clenched the long sword in her hand even though she was full of worry at the moment.
Then, a firm look flashed in her eyes, and then she roared loudly:
"Listen! All soldiers!"
"I know that you are suffering, and I know that you are worried and doubtful, and I know that you are uneasy."
"However, please forget all of these for the time being."
"Today we are here with only one purpose."
"It's there to end the war here."
"We are for the green fields behind us to last! For the fragrance of flowers in the woodlands and streams! For our relatives who help each other at home! It is for tomorrow! It is for hope!"
"For everything!
"So, please use all your strength, hold the sharp sword in your hand tightly, and end this unprovoked war here!"
Unless you "fall down, you will never die!
"Kill me, kill all these disgusting, ugly things!"
When the words fell, the soldiers of the Kingdom of Green, the Kingdom of Rohan, and even the Kingdom of the Elf raised their heads involuntarily.
Yes, even though there are so many strong orcs, how can they wince?
The land behind them, only they can hold on, they are everyone's hope, and they can't just fall.
As Syudea's words fell, the momentum of the coalition forces, which had initially been declining due to the stalemate, rose sharply again.
The soldiers blushed one after another, their faces were covered with blue veins, showing a ferocious complexion, roaring, and rushing forward.
For a time, the strong beasts who had been defeated, were once again killed and retreated a few hundred meters.
Syudea, who was on the way to the team, also kept slashing and slashing in the team of strong orcs.
Facing the sea of strong orcs, what she has in her heart is only anger; she can't live up to Carl's trust in her, and she can't live up to the expectations of the sergeant souls.
In this battle, they can only win, not lose.
Gandalf and Elrond also returned to their senses, looking at Syudea with a flash of admiration in their eyes, and then joined the battlefield.
On the battlefield, the situation is showing a one-sided trend.
However, Gandalf stopped suddenly, and then frowned.
"What's wrong?" Elrond asked after hacking a strong orc leader to death.
"That is, Gandalf's frowning face suddenly changed again, and then he turned to look to the side of the battlefield.
The rich dark energy is gathering.
Full of evil, dark, cold.