I reforged the glory of the magic ring in Middle-earth

Chapter 167 After defeating Shiro, Zoro arrives.

Tanes put down his staff, looked at the giant spider body in the distance, its body splattered with green blood, and Shiro fled in panic without looking back, and shrugged.

You told me not to use my divine body to transform into a sword, so why did you run away?

But... this giant spider is really fast.

Tanes sighed as he watched Shiro disappear in just a few seconds, patted Toret's horse, and rode toward the spider leg that Shiro had lost after being struck by comet Azle.

Although Shira managed to escape, she was still severely injured by Tanes.

If she hadn't reacted quickly and dodged in time, it probably wouldn't have been just a small part of the left half of her body that was evaporated by Comet Azler, but her ugly and hideous spider head would have disappeared along with it.

After all, Tanes had intended to kill from the start, otherwise he wouldn't have directly used a mage of the caliber of Comet Azle.

However, Tanes felt that even if Shiro escaped, the injuries she sustained probably wouldn't be enough to prevent the giant spider from going too far. Once he dealt with the Orc in front of him, he would have plenty of time to find her.

She dismounted, picked up Shi Luo's spider leg as a trophy, and put it into her spatial backpack.

Although he didn't know what the spider legs were for, Tanes felt that the body of the offspring of the evil god should have some value, even if it was just for commemoration.

Who knows, if we give those spider legs to Thorin and his dwarves, they might be able to forge some strange equipment or weapons.

After Tanes retracted the spider legs, Melina warned, "Tanes, more Orks are closing in."

He nodded, quickly mounted his horse, and went to the place where Black Hand had died.

The black-armored human who had sided with Sauron had his body burned away by the golden energy of the divine body transforming into a sword, leaving only his charred and twisted armor on the desolate land, and beside him, his black-handed sword, which had also lost its luster and was broken.

Pity.

Tanes sighed as he looked at the black armor and accessories that had completely lost their usefulness.

Although he didn't know what the mission the Black Hand had to complete was, he was already dead, so there was no need to dwell on it anymore.

If all else fails, he can tell Gandalf what happened here, and let the old wizard who has lived in Middle-earth for so long think about what the "mission" of the Black Hand that Shera mentioned really is.

He also dismounted, placing the gauntlets of the Black Hand Armor and the broken sword into his spatial backpack as a memento of defeating this rather special enemy.

Tanes then checked the soul collectors; the first soul collector had only collected one-third of its capacity and was far from full.

But he wasn't worried, because, as Melina had warned him, more Orks were already very close. Tanes could hear the Orks running and panting, as well as the noise of their metal plates scraping against each other.

Melina, using the azure light of the [Starlight] spell, looked at the indistinct shadows of Orcs in the distance and frowned slightly: "Tanes, we've made too much of a commotion, and there are far too many enemies coming."

As Tanes brought the Blue Dew Grail to his lips to replenish the magic he had used up with the Divine Body Sword and Comet Azle, he said, "Hmm, I understand. Let's collect a few more souls and return to the Black Gate before these Orks surround us."

As he spoke, he raised his divine body sword again and swung it at the Orcs charging towards him.

But this time, the flames of the Golden Tree were split open by another, darker, orange-red flame, revealing a pale-skinned human wearing black armor, whose eyes, like the Black Hand, seemed to burn with flames.

If it weren't for the fact that the other party's appearance was clearly different from Black Hand's, and that he was holding a one-handed or two-handed warhammer that made Tanes feel dangerous, Tanes would have almost thought that Black Hand had some special resurrection method.

He then noticed that the human, whose armor style matched Blackhand's, was once again swinging his warhammer with both hands, unleashing waves of orange-red flames to the left and right, splitting the golden, undulating flames once more. Although the remaining golden flames reached the charging Orc horde, their destructive effect was far less than when he had fought Blackhand.

This weapon is indeed extraordinary. Is it the "warhammer" that Blackhand mentioned before?
Tanes frowned, staring intently at the two-handed warhammer opposite him that he found somewhat problematic.

He had a premonition that even if his weapon, enhanced to its maximum potential, clashed with this warhammer, it wouldn't be destroyed by his weapon like it had been with the enemies he had encountered before.

As Tanes thought this, the divine sword in his hand transformed back into a staff, and he drank the blessing from the Blue Dew Holy Grail once more, replenishing his magic power.

Looking at the nearly empty Blue Dewdrop Holy Grail bottle, he sighed inwardly that he was using spells more and more often. Next time, he should prepare more elixirs specifically for casting high-consumption spells and adjust the distribution of red and blue dewdrops.

Because when Tanes was at the border, he relied more on brute force to fight his enemies head-on, and used magic and prayer more to buff himself, just to use what he could.

Melina, standing behind Tanes, looked solemnly at the human, or more accurately at the two-handed warhammer, and warned, "That warhammer is extremely dangerous."

Clearly, she, like Tanes, felt that the human posed no threat whatsoever; the only threat was the weapon he carried.

"Human wizard, my master wishes to see you."

The human wielding a two-handed warhammer saw Tanes and uttered only this one sentence.

Want to see me? Speak to my magic.

Tanes rolled his eyes inwardly, but his hands didn't stop; he was about to aim at Comet Azle again.

To Tanes's surprise, just as the azure torrent of magic from Comet Azle was about to strike the human, the man had already drawn a dagger from his waist before Tanes could cast his spell, and then, without hesitation, slit his own throat.

"?"

After a brief moment of shock, Tanes felt a surge of vigilance and increased his magical output, directing Comet Azle toward the human corpse lying on the ground.

He is not stupid.

The other party said that his master wanted to see him, and then he slit his own throat. This abstract act could not be explained by Tanes as anything other than summoning his master.

Sure enough, before the human's body fell, a giant eye of condensed flames appeared behind him, followed by a black-armored steel giant about four meters tall. He easily grasped the two-handed warhammer in the human's hand with one hand and swung it against the torrent of comet Azler.

Or perhaps it wasn't a two-handed warhammer to begin with, but rather the one-handed hammer of this steel giant.

The orange-red flames, even more intense than before, formed a wall of fire. While they couldn't extinguish the torrent of magic, Comet Azler was also unable to advance any further.

"..."

Tanes's expression turned solemn. He stopped casting spells immediately, no longer wasting magic power, and drank all the liquid in the Blue Dewdrop Chalice to quickly replenish his magic power. In his hands appeared his preferred weapons—a greatsword and shield.

He asked the giant clad in menacing black armor, "Sauron?"

The black steel giant did not answer, but then came the roar of a ferocious beast from the sky. The Ringwraiths who jumped off the beast's back after landing on the ground stood respectfully behind the giant, which was tantamount to telling Tanes the other party's true identity.

Zoro, the Dark Lord.

(End of this chapter)