Shiyudiya and Arwen finally left, and the coalition began to retreat.
From a distance, they could only see where they were, and the figure that was standing on the scorched earth against the long sword was standing.
There were tears in their eyes, but they could only walk forward with their heads down.
The team seemed to have fallen into a heavy and tragic atmosphere, and their steps seemed to become abnormally heavy.
"Huhuhu~" The only scattered strong orcs left in the magic farm column saw this, and finally gathered together again.
They knelt down and shouted at the black mist in the shape of the coiled people above their heads.
Carl watched all this slowly, with a look of indifference on his face.
Although at this moment there is no extra power in his body, this "three sevens" did not affect him.
In the air, Sauron also seemed to feel that in Carl's current state, he should not be able to do anything about it, and the form formed by the black mist slowly fell to the ground.
It looked at Carl, who was pale and seemed to be able to support his body with his sword at the moment, his eyes shone with flames, and walked in front of him.
I saw it jokingly said: "Look, your appearance is really miserable."
Carl smiled, somewhat noncommittal, and said, "Sauron, you are the one who suffers. You have worked hard all your life, and what have you gained?"
"You have not been able to burn the flames of war to the entire continent, nor have you raised your strength to a level that the main gods cannot ignore.
"You are still bound.
Hearing this, Sauron said coldly: "You are right, I have gained nothing over the years, but those are all over."
"As soon as you die, everything ends and everything changes."
"I will use your body to become the most powerful weapon. At that time, no one will be able to stop me."
"I can't wait to think of the incredible potential your body has.
Saying that, Sauron couldn't help laughing: "How is it? I heard that in the future, I will be enemies with everyone, and I will cut down all the people I have known. By the way, including the two women who walked in front of you, you Are you a little excited that you will kill them yourself?"
Carl just looked at it, Sauron continued,
"Don't thank me, I'll put you on the right track, Carl."
"Our world should be cruel, you have to understand."
"Ideals and hopes are only fleeting, unrealistic and illusory things."
Carl looked at Sauron who was talking to himself, and smiled slowly: "You really are a lunatic, Sauron."
Most of the extremely paranoid people are lunatics. Sauron wanted to destroy this continent, and his heart may have already fallen into madness.
"Mad?" Sauron raised his head and laughed, "Should I say, is this my honor?"
Such an evaluation was not a difficult word for Sauron, on the contrary, it only found the word to be unusually pleasant.
Crazy, yes, it is indeed a madman, it acts without any scruples, everyone is afraid of it, this is not a madman what is it?
At this moment, the surrounding strong beasts are also slowly gathering, they surround their master, watching this scene helplessly.
Really "It's a pity, Carl, even though I admire you so much, you still have to die." Sauron walked over slowly.
For Carl, it was always with a hint of fear.
It was frightened by him, so he would never allow Carl to continue to exist in this world and give it such a big threat.
"Really? That's a pity, and I'm still thinking about the ideal of being able to talk to you for the rest of my life." Carl shook his head and sighed.
He looked at the horizon, the distant horizon has spread a thick layer of red clouds at this moment, like a burning flame, but it looks a little bleak.
Humans and elves were gone on the horizon.
Soran looked at Carl, whose face was still calm until now. Although he was puzzled, he didn't think much about it…
Carl was indeed completely powerless, no doubt about that.
Now, it is probably just for the last dignity.
In this regard, it does not mind losing him respectably, after all, it is an opponent that it can respect.
"Sauron, are you afraid of death?" Looking at Sauron who was slowly approaching, Carl asked suddenly with a smile on his face again.
"That's a tribute," Sauron sneered, "a tribute to the end!"
Of course it is not afraid of death, because death is used to describe the enemy, but not to describe itself.
"Praise? Ah, since you like it, then I will give you a game in the end," Carl said, a light flashed in his hand, but a black ball suddenly appeared in his hand.
The beads condensed by the law of explosion are all black and gorgeous, with weak streamers of gold, brilliance and brilliance.
When the surrounding strong beasts saw this burst of light, they couldn't help but shouted in horror.
They are afraid of light.
"This!" Sauron's expression did not change when he saw Carl, and a fear from the bottom of his heart instantly invaded his whole body.
"Peng!" As soon as its figure moved, it wanted to withdraw.
The thick thick breath of death, it felt.
However, it didn't have time to move, and the next moment, a burst of light that was brighter than everything in the world exploded completely, and the land centered on the Magic Farm was hit by the sudden burst of chaos.
The world seems to have fallen into stagnation, all the sound, all the light, have disappeared, leaving only the turbulent flow that destroys everything.
"No" Sauron's figure slowly faded away under this impact, and its current strength cannot escape at all.
In despair, a soft voice came again.
I saw a voice full of jokes, and said leisurely: "This is my tribute to the doomsday!"