Train to Another World.

Chapter 118 Sauron
Aragorn thought for a moment: "Wisdom?"

"Can you say Gandalf has no wisdom? But can he interfere in the internal affairs of other countries?"

"That's, reputation?"

"The three Elf Kings are prestigious enough, right? But will the Human Empire and the Dwarf Empire listen to what they say?"

"what is that?"

"To get involved, you need power and background. If one day you become a king, and your army is strong and your overall strength far exceeds that of Soran, then no one will dare to disobey you."

"Well, I'm human, and I can't rule Rivendell."

"I mean Gondor."

"Isn't Gondor without a king?"

"They'll be there soon, if you like."

"Although I am still a child, I know that becoming a king is not something that can be done easily."

"See, isn't this back to our original topic? Destiny! You are the son of Arathorn, the adopted son of Elrond, the king chosen by Gandalf, and this is your destiny.

In the future, Gondor, Rivendell, and the White Council will all become forces in your hands."

"What?! This..."

"What else? Do you think an ordinary child can join the Fellowship of the Ring?"

"No! Even if what you said is true, I will not..."

"Then why are you hesitating? Bilbo hasn't gotten far yet. If you don't want to steal the honor, then do it yourself. Anyway, when I go down the mountain, I will say that you and Bilbo destroyed the ring together, whether you did it or not."

Aragorn gritted his teeth, sheathed his dagger, turned around and ran up Mount Doom to chase Bilbo.

Li Zhuoguang looked at Aragorn's receding back, and seemed to be talking to himself: "Look, this naive and silly child, as long as he is given an urgent moral crisis, he won't even have time to question his fate of becoming the King of Men.

This is the correct way of P...education. We should let them learn to think, but we should not give them time to think. This way, they can make the choice we want without doubting their choice.

Don't thank me, Gandalf."

Saruman, who came from behind, looked around. Where is Gandalf? Where is Gandalf?

Li Zhuoguang turned around and chopped up the resurrected Ringwraith once again, saying embarrassedly: "Sorry, I saw the figure in white robes and thought it was Gandalf."

Saruman corrected unhappily, "Gandalf wears grey robes."

"Really? But I always think that the white robe suits Gandalf better."

"I'm the one in the white robe!"

Li Zhuoguang shook his head: "You don't look good in a white robe. I heard that the elves can make a rainbow-colored fabric. Would you like to consider it?

Colorful-robed Saruman, doesn't that sound more majestic?"

Saruman did not want to get entangled with Li Zhuoguang, so he tightened the staff in his hand and said to Li Zhuoguang: "Get out of the way!"

The cynical smile on Li Zhuoguang's face gradually disappeared: "Two people went up just now, one to complete his mission, and the other to make up for the mistakes of his parents. Of course, I admit that there is also a gilded element in this.

But you, Saruman, what are you doing up there?"

"I'll go make sure they can complete the mission successfully."

"I'm here, I don't need you."

"Then why do you stay here?"

Li Zhuoguang's crimson touch slashed past Saruman's body, slicing the Ringwraith that was just about to recover into pieces again: "As you can see, stop the enemy and don't let them get in the way."

"Then you continue to stay here, I'll go up and take a look."

"I told you, I'm here to stop the enemy and prevent them from getting in the way." Saruman also understood what Li Zhuoguang meant and looked at him in disbelief: "Ridiculous, you said I'm an enemy?! I'm the Speaker of the White Council! Saruman the White!"

"I said you are what you are."

"Where's the evidence?!"

"A herd of bulls galloping!" Li Zhuoguang threw a punch, and a red fist force hit Saruman.

Saruman held up a white shield to block the punch, but the shield was also shaken by the punch, causing ripples.

"Evidence? I don't need to convince anyone, what evidence do I need?"

"How dare you lay hands on me?!"

"Don't tell me that I am sure you are my enemy. Even if I am wrong, I will still fight you. I dare not fight Gandalf, but do I dare not fight you?"

"you!!!"

"The sky and the earth are boundless, the universe borrows the law!" The red magic light reached from Li Zhuoguang's palm and shot out.

Seeing this, Saruman put up his shield again. The light exploded when it touched the shield, forcing Saruman to take a few steps back.

"The universe is boundless, wind and thunder obey orders!" Another red light shot out, but this time Saruman did not choose to resist. Instead, he dodged the light with agility that was not in line with his age, and used his staff to send out a shock wave, hitting Li Zhuoguang hard.

A deep red touch emerged around Li Zhuoguang and formed into a large shield in front of him, blocking the impact.

Li Zhuoguang dispersed the crimson touch and said calmly, "You know what? I have always felt that you are very strange. Except for creatures like dragons and fire demons who are naturally strong.

Even the strongest people in Middle-earth are only mortals. For example, a powerful wizard would be finished if he was stabbed in the kidney by a small minion.

Even though the people here have supernatural powers, their physical strength has not improved at all. The top strong men are all glass cannons. "

"I do not know what you're talking about."

Saruman sent out another shock wave, but this time it was directly dispersed by Li Zhuoguang's punch.

"So, if your attack hits me, I will at most be slightly injured. But you must not be hit by me. If you are hit by me, you will be in great trouble."

As he spoke, Li Zhuoguang slashed out several crimson touches, but they were blocked by the armor that emerged from Saruman's body. They only left deep marks on the armor but did not cut through it.

Looking at Saruman wrapped in black armor, Li Zhuoguang frowned. He remembered that Saruman didn't have this skill in the original book. What is this? Armored Saruman?

Wait, why does the shape of this armor look so familiar?

"Sauron?"

A deep voice came from within the armor, like the howling of a chilly wind: "Yes."

My goodness, I guess no one else would have thought that Sauron would be hiding in Saruman's body.

"How does it feel to personally join the Fellowship of the Ring and send your life back to Mount Doom?"

"Submit, or die."

Kankanle turned into a stream of light, and instantly turned Soran's armor into a sieve: "Do you think you are the protagonist of a cool novel? I am like a mushroom after the rain, picking it up anywhere?"

It was expected that Soran would be fine even though the flying sword filled with crimson magic pierced through his chest.

After all, strictly speaking, the one standing in front of Li Zhuoguang now is only a small part of Sauron, and his real body is now being transported to the crater of Doomsday.

Sauron, who had lost his power, could not do anything to Li Zhuoguang even if he took over Saruman's body.
After Sauron appeared, the Ringwraiths stopped their endless resurrection. Li Zhuoguang realized that what Ilúvatar wanted to see was a decisive battle between him and Sauron. Now that the real master had arrived, the Ringwraiths that were blocking the way were no longer needed.

But Li Zhuoguang, who was somewhat angry about Ilúvatar's series of actions, did not intend to do as He wished.

Li Zhuoguang took out two chairs, a coffee table, and a large bottle of Coke from his storage bag.

After putting the things in place, Li Zhuoguang pointed to the empty chair opposite him and said to Soran, "I roughly know what you want. Let's talk?"

(End of this chapter)