"Ola Ola Ola Ola!!"

Fang Zheng charged forward wielding his greatsword, and no one could stop him wherever he went. The Orc army was already in chaos. Although they had tried their best to resist Fang Zheng's attack, no one could stop him.

At this time, Fang Zheng's performance finally caught Soran's attention. Soon, the magic eye formed by the burning flames suddenly turned around and stared at Fang Zheng intently. An orange light emerged from it, shining on Fang Zheng's body like a searchlight.

"not good!!"

Seeing this scene, Gandalf's face suddenly changed slightly. This is Mordor, where Sauron's power is the strongest, and this is what he is worried about. Sauron's greatest strength is not the army of orcs, or any powerful magic, but his means of controlling people's hearts. Now it seems that Sauron has obviously set his sights on Fang Zheng!

Are you here?

Noticing Soran's gaze, Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows. As expected, he immediately felt a force gradually knocking at his mental barrier, like a mouse, trying desperately to find a weakness in his mind, to arouse his fear and pessimism, and then to bestow despair and pain... But unfortunately, in front of Fang Zheng, Soran's little trick was not worth mentioning at all.

Although Soran's mental attack was just a breeze to Fang Zheng, he was not willing to let him go.

Isn't it just spiritual pollution? I want you to know that you can't mess with just anyone!

Thinking of this, a dark light flashed in Fang Zheng's eyes and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Well, let me show you what spiritual pollution is!

At this moment, Sauron was still staring at Fang Zheng, looking for the gap in his heart. For Sauron, this was not a difficult thing. He had done this many times. No matter how powerful a person is, he will inevitably have weaknesses. Even Gandalf is no exception. Of course, Sauron did not deny that there were some mortals with strong minds, but this did not mean anything. Their firm will might change unconsciously. Confidence and arrogance are often separated by only a thin wall. Sauron was very good at using this method to guide them and let them act at their own pace.

But this time, Soran found that something was wrong.

When he tried to get into the man's mind, he felt as if he had encountered a towering wall, extremely solid, and with no end in sight. This was something Soran had never encountered before, but even so, he still did not give up, because Soran knew very well that if he could take advantage of the loophole in this man's mind and control him, then for Soran, it would be the best thing.

Everyone has weaknesses... Now, all we have to do is find them...

“Crash…”

Suddenly, from Soran's ears, there came a series of waves of tide sound, the sound was so faint that it seemed like an illusion. But soon, the sound gradually began to grow louder and echoed in Soran's mind. At this time, Soran realized that what echoed in his mind was not the real sound of the tide, but a series of incomprehensible whispers!

These whispers sounded like a large group of people whispering and talking in front of him. They seemed to be saying something, but when he listened carefully, he could hear nothing.

What is that sound?

At first, Soran didn't take it seriously, but when he noticed this, the Dark Lord found that he couldn't concentrate anymore, and his attention turned to the whispers in his ears. A strange desire emerged from the depths of the Dark Lord's heart, and he felt that these people seemed to be telling him something about himself, and it was something very important.

It was like a whisper from the abyss of fate, representing an irreversible trajectory.

However, no matter how hard Soran concentrated, he could not hear clearly what those whispers were saying. On the contrary, not only that, the voices became louder and louder. Soon, they formed a noise that was enough to drive people crazy, echoing in Soran's mind.

No! Stop it! I don't want to hear it!

Sauron's soul roared silently. If he still had a human body, he would probably have started to bang his head against the wall in pain. Unfortunately, the Dark Lord, who had already lost his physical body, couldn't even use the pain to distract himself. The more he tried to resist, the more annoying the voice in his ears became.

No--!!!

The Eye of Soran suddenly closed, then opened again. He almost gritted his teeth, forcibly peeled off the noise entangled deep in his heart, and looked at the front.

But the next moment, Soran was stunned.

What's this?

Under Soran's gaze, the world in front of him completely changed. The originally dark, dry earth now looked like a rotten piece of meat, with pus and blood flowing everywhere. The location of the Doomsday Volcano now turned into a dark, beating huge heart, with scars all over it. Every time it ruptured, dark red, rancid, and disgusting blood would seep out from around the huge heart.

What is this? Is this Mordor? Why? What is going on? What am I seeing?

Soran stared blankly at what was in front of him, and then he seemed to be attracted by something and looked down.

Below, the dark and solid tower that originally supported the Eye of Sauron has now turned into an arm covered with sores. This arm is raised high, and the outstretched palm grasps the Eye of Sauron tightly.

But Soran did not look away.

Or rather, he couldn't look away.

Under Soran's gaze, the wound on his arm that looked like it had been bitten by an animal gradually opened up, and then eyes emerged from it. They appeared on the fingers, palms, arms, and everywhere. Although each eye was at a different angle, they all stared at Soran intently.

Don't look at me!

Soran roared, but these eyes completely ignored his orders and just stared at him.

Get out of my way!!

“…”

silence.

Those eyes were not unfamiliar to Soran. He remembered them before he became the Dark Lord and gave up his body. He was very clear about the meaning of those eyes. Soran thought that he had forgotten everything. But now, when those eyes stared at him again, he was horrified to find that the memory that had been sealed away had crawled out of the grave like a living dead being awakened!

“Get out of here! Get out of here now!!!”

“…”

The eyeballs began to swell, and one by one they protruded from the eye sockets like balloons, and then burst with a "bang". Immediately afterwards, bloody tentacles drilled out from inside, and they moved forward and upward like vines circling around trees, surrounding Sauron's magic eye.

"...No, don't come over here...don't come over here..."

Looking at these disgusting creatures, Sauron felt fear for the first time. However, those tentacles did not hear his roar or his voice, and they continued to move forward and came to the Eye of Sauron.

Then, Soran saw the tops of these tentacles suddenly split apart and turned into tentacles, and then these tentacles began to swell again, becoming larger and turning into eyeballs staring at him.

He stared at it staring at him staring at it staring at him...

"No--!!!!!"

The earth began to tremble.

The shrill screams echoed in the sky, and even the people fighting below were startled. Gandalf looked up and saw that the magic eye on the top of the dark tower was waving desperately. It looked around frantically, as if trying to break free of something. Then the next moment, the eyeball suddenly swelled, and then with a "boom" sound, it exploded directly.

A howling storm instantly enveloped the entire Mordor, the earth cracked, and the sky trembled.

"What happened? Gandalf?!"

At this moment Aragorn also hurried to Gandalf and shouted loudly.

"I don't know, maybe... Frodo succeeded?"

Gandalf was also confused. He could feel that Sauron's soul was struggling in pain. At first, Gandalf thought that Frodo had succeeded, but soon he found that something was wrong, because if Frodo succeeded, it would mean that Sauron would be completely exiled. However, now, Sauron's performance seemed to be different from what he expected...?

"Tsk, that's all?"

Unlike Gandalf who was completely confused, Fang Zheng couldn't help curling his lips as he looked at the exploding Demon Eye not far away. He originally thought that the Dark Lord could resist the spiritual light of the old gods, but he didn't expect that Sauron was so weak that he was directly mentally polluted after just one encounter. Now his SAN value has returned to zero and he has completely fallen into a state of madness.

So if you stand by the river often, you will get your feet wet...right?

"No...!! Frodo!!"

Just as Fang Zheng sighed helplessly, suddenly, his ears caught a scream coming from the Doomsday Volcano. Hearing this sound, Fang Zheng also blinked, then turned around and rushed towards the Doomsday Volcano.

When Fang Zheng arrived in front of the volcano's gate, he could see a short and fat halfling kneeling on the ground, seemingly crying.

"What's going on?"

Fang Zheng walked in and looked at the halfling.

"Why are you crying? Where is Frodo? Did he throw the Ring into the volcano?"

"No... sir... it's not... him..."

At this moment, the halfling was also confused. Facing Fang Zheng's question, he stammered out the truth of the matter - it turned out that until just now, everything was going well. Frodo took the ring and walked into the passage. Next, he just had to throw the ring into the volcano. However, unexpectedly, halfway through, Sauron's screams were heard outside, and when he heard the screams, Frodo seemed to have changed into a different person, holding up the ring high and shouting.

"Sauron is dead, this ring no longer needs to be thrown away, it is mine now!!"

Hearing this, the short and fat halfling was naturally shocked and wanted to stop Frodo's crazy behavior. As a result, at this moment, Frodo put on the ring in front of him and disappeared.

That's why he yelled.

"I see."

After listening to the halfling's story, Fang Zheng scratched his head - he didn't expect that he had gone too far and actually ruined the plot?

But it doesn't matter, it's not like there's no chance to make amends.

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng glanced around, then he suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed at the shadow next to him.

"ah--!!!"

With a scream, a skinny halfling was grabbed by the neck by Fang Zheng from the shadows. He waved his hands in fear and grabbed Fang Zheng's arms, trying desperately to struggle. However, Fang Zheng didn't care about his resistance at all. He just took the halfling to the end of the passage and lifted him up.

"I'll give you a chance. Either throw the ring down yourself, or I'll throw you down."

"Let me go, that's my ring!!!"

Facing Fang Zheng's cold warning, Frodo still struggled desperately, with no intention of stopping. After hearing Frodo's answer, Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows and loosened his hand - the next moment, the halfling fell from his hand and fell towards the volcano.

"Frodo!"

Seeing this scene, the other short and fat halfling screamed, and Frodo also shouted in fear, but at this moment, Fang Zheng reached out again and grabbed him.

"One last chance. Choose for yourself. The ring? Or your life?"

“…”

This time, Frodo did not answer immediately. He stared at Fang Zheng intently. The fear of near death seemed to have made him a little more sane. Finally, Frodo gritted his teeth, pulled out the ring on his finger, and threw it towards the volcano under his feet.

The golden magic ring fell from the sky and fell towards the volcano. At this moment, suddenly, another thin voice rushed past the two of them.

"No, that's my baby, my baby!!!"

The skinny and smelly Gollum screamed and rushed out of the cliff. He reached out his hand towards the ring below and smiled excitedly.

But the next moment, they fell into the magma and disappeared completely without even making a splash.

At the same time, the volcano began to tremble, and the roaring power gradually erupted.

"very good."

Fang Zheng let go of Frodo and threw him to the ground.

"It seems you made the right choice."

He stared at the frightened halfling and spoke.