Journey of the Infinite Wizard

In the north, in the vast plain not far from Angerban. Fast update without ads. Here, there used to be a beautiful grassland full of life and greenery. Its name is Adgarland.

However, the black smoke and poisonous gas swept from the Tieshan Mountains in the north turned this beautiful Adegaran plain into a forbidden place for life and an extremity for death. From then on, the future and future descendants can only find the beauty that once belonged to Adgaran from the classics. Now, there are two rays of light, one is scarlet as blood, and the other is shining as the sun. They are colliding quickly with each other. If they get closer, they can clearly see the two figures surrounded by light.

One wears black and red armor, black hair and red eyes, and awe-inspiring evil spirits. One, wearing a hunting outfit, a green cloak, brown hair and brown beard, is awe-inspiring and inviolable. One of them holds a long sword and the other holds a short dagger. The combat skills between each other are dazzling. Their fierce battles can always make the earth pitted and messy. They fought for a long time, fighting from the north to the west, from the west to the south, and then to the east. They seemed tireless, and both sides had exhausted their best. The unquenchable fire was beating and burning fiercely in their souls.

A tyrannical force, or a tyrannical force that can move mountains and seas, destroy the sky and destroy the earth, has given Arda, all things and sentient beings, it has brought immense pain and disaster. The world was frightened by their battle with each other, the stars and the sun and the moon also hid early, and everything was trembling with fright. Occasionally, accompanied by a sharp arrow across the sky, it will be accompanied by thunder and lightning. And as a cold sword aura shot, the sky seemed to be divided into two parts. Cut to the mountains, the mountains are low, shoot to the earth, the earth bleeds for it, and when it hits all beings, all beings die.

The unquenchable fire had already burned to the fiercest moment, and even the middle earth couldn't completely suppress them. The entire western continent groaned and wailed in their fierce struggle. All things are crying for this, and wise sentient beings have witnessed all this with their own eyes and recorded it. To commemorate, or be wary of future generations, the unprecedented battle at this moment.

Ilfas followed them sadly and weeping, his eyes full of wisdom, tears flowing. Dropping on the ground, it turned into diamonds and beautiful jade. His sorrowful cry of sorrow spread throughout the western land. All intelligent creatures, or ordinary beasts, and ordinary trees, also felt the grief and pain from the heart of Ilfas. He kept following behind the fiercely fighting two people, looking at his master's back, and kept crying. As a result, bleeding and tears have flowed. The tears of blood fell on the earth, grasslands, forests, lakes and mountains, turning into blood-colored flowers or plants. He was blessed and canonized by Vera. He has such a miraculous power. Through his pain and sorrow, he turned into a sorrowful species to mourn the fall of his master.

And the Elves of Iswell are constantly chasing behind their king, looking at the awe-inspiring figure, their hearts are extremely painful. Their king has fallen, fallen under the conspiracy of Morgoth. The Elf King who killed the body of Morgoth, the master of darkness, fell into the dark and evil camp. At this moment, the Elves of Iswell don't know if they should laugh or be sad. They are incomparably at a loss, the fall of the monarch, should they continue to follow, or...help Navera, subdue the spiritual belief in their hearts, the only elf king, so that he can escape from evil? The Elves of Iswell don’t know, they don’t know, it is difficult for them to choose between dilemmas!

"Einingville, have you seen it?" Vera Oromi pointed to the crying Ilfas, and pointed to the dazed Iswell elves in the distance. He tried his last persuasion: "Could it be that you want to let Worry about your relatives, do you continue to worry about it?" He pointed to the north again, "Are you going to let Mirko sit on the throne of Angerban, smiling at you and my tragic fight? Do you want to see this beauty? The land of the West, the land where your relatives and all things live and settle, in the battle between you and me, sank in the ocean?" He roared hoarsely, "Wake up, Yiningville!" However, he answered his question. It was a sword glowing with blood, Kun Guhar awe-inspiring evil spirits.

And in Angerban, things are exactly as Oromi said, the soul of Morgoth, the sphere of soul that exudes endless black light and evil, is constantly coming out with hearty laughter after another. Afterwards, this group of souls turned into a vague human form and sat on the Iron Throne. He doesn't have an iron crown on his head, nor does it in Angerban. The crown had long been left on the battlefield in the north with the death of the only physical body. He didn't dare to take it at all, nor did his army and servants dare to pass. Only, let the crown be left there. In front of Morgoth, a mirror screen was placed, showing the fierce battle between Oromi and Jiangning.

He laughed, pointed to the screen, and said to Sauron and Gosmog beside him: "See? This is Vera who loves the beauty of elves, Oromi, the best of the gods, now he I was fighting fierce life and death with their favorite elves. I chose to instill that immortal fire, along with darkness and evil, into Yiningville's body~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It was indeed the right choice. He was able to fight Oromi to such a degree! It was beyond my expectation!"

"Congratulations, the great master of darkness, the master of all things, the king of Arda..." Sauron raised his head and said: "Einenville sinks into the darkness. I seem to see all things and Arda surrendered under your master's feet, and all beings believe in You, and despise Vera. That glorious and undead land will also be completely plunged into darkness, unable to extricate itself from it!"

Morgoth was extremely satisfied with Sauron's flattery. He laughed, with an arbitrary gesture of instructing the country, "Yiningville was surrendered by me, presumably Villino at this moment will be quite lively." Then he said: " Hmph, those Vera who imprisoned me and turned away from me, they will soon taste the bitter fruits that they have planted themselves. Think about it, the beauty of the elves they love, they have plunged into darkness and dedicated to evil. This is What an ironic thing! The elves of the West will also witness how their kingdoms are destroyed one by one in the hands of their relatives! Iluvita's children in the West are bound to die. And in the immortal land. The remnants of the evil will inevitably be annihilated in history and reduced to ashes and dust in Yiningville's attack!"

"Master, by then, you will be crowned as the Lord of All Living Beings, God of All Things, and King of One Asia in Taini Quetil in Villino." Sauron described a bright future, "At that time, even Iluvi The tower is bound to go under your master's front, retreat and dare not confront you!"

Morgoth coldly hummed, "Huh, what is the great movement of creation?" He raised his arms high, exuding endless black light and evil, "I must let Yiya fall into the flames of war. Under the burning of flames and the nourishment of blood, a brand new universe is created again!"

"Master, we firmly believe that this day will come soon!"