Train to Another World.

Chapter 116 Small Stove

The orcs on the battlefield were frightened, and there was no commander to support them, so the orcs on the Lonely Mountain Plain tried desperately to run back to the tunnel, while the orcs in the tunnel kept pouring out, so the orcs were stuck at the tunnel entrance.

The orcs are a race whose actions are mostly based on instinct, so when the charge paths conflict, a civil war breaks out among them.

The others watched the orcs killing each other at the tunnel entrance with interest, but Li Zhuoguang's clone was the only one who was crazy. He rushed to where there were more enemies, and when almost all the orcs on the plain were killed, he aimed at the tunnel entrance and launched a charge.

There were mountains of corpses and seas of blood along the way, and Li Zhuoguang's clone successfully broke into the interior of the tunnel. The people standing outside could only see the red flames flashing continuously in the tunnel and the black blood flowing out.

Xiong Facai shook his head, took out his RPG, aimed it at the top of the tunnel and pulled the trigger. A crack appeared in the rock at the top of the tunnel, and then a landslide began, and soon the tunnel was buried.

Xiong Facai brought the Flame Demon back to Gushan City, while Wei Changfeng was still standing on the terrace, stunned and unable to recover.

The ability of mind is really powerful!

Xiong Facai walked up to Wei Changfeng and patted him on the shoulder, and he came to his senses.

"How long can this clone you created last?" asked Xiong Facai.

Wei Changfeng thought for a moment: "It depends on the mana borrowed."

Xiong Facai recalled the feeling when Li Zhuoguang's clone brushed past him just now, and he said lightly: "It's okay then, those orcs can't get out, at least not tonight."

Qin Daniu pointed at the Flame Demon who was standing outside the city but whose head was taller than the terrace: "Brother Fa Cai, what should we do with this guy?"

Xiong Facai looked back at the Flame Demon, who lowered his head timidly, not daring to look him in the eye.

Xiong Facai thought for a while and said, "You are a person with spiritual wisdom. Although your brain is not very bright, you are still a promising talent.

If you are willing to follow me, sign a blood contract with me, and I will give you a chance. If you are not willing, then go away and stop doing evil. "

The Fire Demon still had his head down and did not respond.

Xiong Facai slapped his forehead and said, "Have you forgotten that you don't understand what I'm saying?"

"Hey!" Xiong Facai walked to the edge of the terrace and spoke to attract the attention of Yan Mo. Seeing Yan Mo looking up at him, Xiong Facai pointed at himself and then pointed to the distance.

The fire demon knelt down on one knee without hesitation and lowered his head respectfully to Xiong Facai.

Xiong Facai nodded: "A wise move."

The sharp claws cut the bear's paw, and Xiong Fa Cai, standing on the terrace, spilled blood, which landed right on the head of the Fire Demon.

"You are too big. I will now teach you the art of stretching and changing by means of initiation." Because of the blood contract, Xiong Facai and the Flame Demon are already in close contact, so he can teach you the art more easily.

Even when the Flame Demon had not yet developed any magical powers, Xiong Facai could still lend his own magical powers to him to perform the art of transformation.

In an instant, the Flame Demon turned into a palm-sized ball and stood on Xiong Facai's palm. Xiong Facai said with interest: "It's quite warm. From today on, you will be called Little Stove."

After signing the blood contract, Yan Mo understood what Xiong Facai meant and nodded reluctantly.

It was a long time later that Xiong Facai learned from the small stove that day that Xiong Facai pointed at himself and then pointed into the distance.

In Xiaohuolu's opinion, it was Xiong Facai who was saying that they should either submit to him or die like the orcs on the plains.

However, Xiao Huolu did not regret it. Following Xiong Facai was much more promising than staying in the world of Adar. Gothmog, the king of the fire demons, was just a mere Maia, and there was no comparison between him and Xiong Facai. Following Xiong Facai was good in every way except for the bad name.

Back to the Mount Doom, Li Zhuoguang did not encounter any obstacles on his way from the Black Gate to the Mount Doom.

He looked down at the ground from the air. Apart from a few orc slaves, there was no sign of the army. It seemed that Sauron had already sent them elsewhere.

Li Zhuoguang gave the order to the armor: "Jarvis, use all power sources for propulsion."

The flying speed of the armor increased dramatically, and Li Zhuoguang flew straight towards the crater of Doom. He was too lazy to care about the gilding of the human king or the mission of the hobbits. He just wanted to kill Sauron quickly and then gather strength to search every corner of Middle-earth.

Suddenly, Li Zhuoguang began to fall, but when he looked down, he found that the thrusters were not malfunctioning at all.

He aimed the palm thruster at the ground and sprayed it hard, but there was no reaction force at all.

"No-fly zone?!" In Middle-earth, the only people who could do this, besides the Valar, were Ilúvatar. Li Zhuoguang was too lazy to guess who it was, because he couldn't deal with it anyway.

Li Zhuoguang simply put away his steel armor and summoned several crimson touches that shot straight to the ground. After they touched the ground, the crimson touches acted like springs, constantly offsetting Li Zhuoguang's downward momentum.

Li Zhuoguang's speed of descent gradually slowed down, and he landed smoothly on the ground. After landing, he looked around and found that he was at the foot of the Doomsday Volcano.

He took a few tentative steps towards the crater, but there was no meteorite or Vera falling from the sky. It seemed that the big guys up there didn't mind him climbing the mountain, they just minded him taking a shortcut.

"Okay, okay, let's go. I'm still strong enough anyway."

Li Zhuoguang ran as fast as he could, climbing up the Doomsday Volcano at an inhuman speed, but then he slowed down.

Because there were eight figures blocking his way.

"I knew I wouldn't be able to pass this level simply by climbing a mountain. One, two, three... seven, eight. I remember there were nine Ringwraiths. Where's the other one?"

When the Ringwraiths on the opposite side heard Li Zhuoguang's question, they howled angrily. The howling even faintly aroused the fear hidden deep in Li Zhuoguang's heart.

He seemed to have returned to that summer. He skipped the cram school and went to his classmate's house to play games. When the cram school was about to end, he returned to the cram school, but met his father who was guarding the door of the cram school.

Li Zhuoguang shook his head, and the deep red magic power boiled over, obliterating the memory of fear like a bubble.

"I'll beat you if you're alone, or if you're a group, I'll let you guys go first..." Before he could finish his words, dozens of crimson touches appeared around Li Zhuoguang and shot towards the Ringwraith in front of him.

The opponents were already surrounded and beaten, so what martial ethics did Li Zhuoguang still have? He just used cheating, sneak attacks, and whatever was useful. If possible, Li Zhuoguang even wanted to drive a dump truck to ram them.

The Ringwraiths are all incorporeal shadows that are immune to physical damage. To some extent, they are the most invincible type of troops in Middle-earth.

For the creatures in Middle-earth, there is no other way to deal with the Ringwraiths except to cause the "good disaster" that Tolkien loved.

But Li Zhuoguang is not a Middle-earth person. He is now tied to Mr. Sai's thigh and forced to cling to him.

What is the status of the general manager? Dimensional Demon!

The crimson magic power, which is the source of his power, is not such an inconvenient thing.

(End of this chapter)