devil priest in marvel exorcism

The other side of the portal.

The four little hobbits hugged and jumped excitedly when they heard that Dolby was preparing to leave some protective measures for them.

After all, after coming out of the peaceful and peaceful Hobbit Village.

Only then did they realize how dangerous the outside world was.

It can be said that under the pursuit of the ring spirits all the way.

The mentality of several little hobbits has grown a lot.

But being nervous all day long and not daring to relax even a little bit made them all very tired.

Aragorn, who was standing aside, slowly put the sword back into its sheath.

At the same time, there was no expression of excitement on his face.

of course.

Nor did he cruelly interrupt a few little hobbits from celebrating joyfully.

Let them be happy for a while longer!

Aragorn sighed softly.

He lived for more than 80 years.

I have been friends with Gandalf for more than 40 years.

During this period, he only saw Gandalf use a good sword.

At most, there is also the staff technique from the past.

At most, there is light magic that is plug-and-play and sometimes works but doesn't work.

A means of defense?

Sorry, it's not that he looks down on his good friend.

But he knew that Gandalf really didn't know how.

"Not even you?"

Dube looked at Saruman in disbelief.

Dolby did not criticize Gandalf too much.

After all, he had already seen that Gandalf's spellcasting level was probably not very high.

After all, there is no such thing as a powerful wizard.

He will carry a long sword with a handrail that has been sharpened by frequent use.

And the tattered gray wizard robe.

It also shows that Gandalf is a poor... relatively frugal man.

And from the way Gandalf treated that magic gem like a treasure before.

It can also be seen that he is not the kind of ascetic who follows a pure path.

If a mage wants to increase his strength, in addition to his superior authority and the most basic source of magic power.

It just requires the help of foreign objects.

Gandalf's frugality is clear.

But Saruman is different.

It has a separate wizard tower.

He was also wearing a white robe that looked priceless at first sight.

There is also a gorgeous staff and a magic gem that is several times larger than Gandalf's.

Why can this white-robed wizard still show an innocent expression like "I don't know how to do it" as a matter of course.

Shouldn't you be ashamed of this?

Perhaps it was Dube's expression of shock and disbelief that finally made Saruman feel a little ashamed.

The white-robed wizard's eyes were wandering, he didn't dare to look directly into Dolby's eyes, and he was talking about him.

"Ah, this... I can summon wind and snow, and I can also send out fireballs.

But for the past hundred years, I have been keeping a close eye on Mordor.

So, this... you know.

In some aspects, it is inevitable that you will be a little bad at..."

Dube looked away from Saruman's face.

Not because I believed his lies.

But Saruman now has neither beard nor hair.

The key is that he also waxed them!

The entire head is like a 100% oval reflector.

Dolby felt a little dazzled.

At the same time, what the white-robed wizard who was trying to keep up his face said.

Dolby didn't believe a word of it.

Because as far as he knew, Saruman had been in Middle-earth for at least 3000 years.

3000 years!

With a slight sigh, Dubi pulled a chair over and sat on it.

He was not prepared to continue to criticize the two Maiyas harshly.

He doesn't have that qualification either.

Although for mages, these two wizards are unqualified.

But for Middle-earth.

The two Maiyas, one gray and one white, were either running around or staying alone.

Hard work deserves respect.

That's what Dolby is thinking right now.

How can he survive in a situation where neither Gandalf nor Saruman can count on him.

What about leaving a means of defense for Aragorn and the others?

And this defense method needs to have at least two functions.

One is able to easily resist a wave of attacks from the Nazgul.

The other is to be able to remind Dube's side when the Nazgul attack Aragorn and the others.

Allow him to open the portal in time and use the fishing rod to catch the "Nagul".

But now he is not in front of Aragorn and the others.

The rich original power has not yet thawed.

Many means are no longer available.

Dolby scratched his lush hair with some annoyance.

This action made Saruman, who was standing aside, cast an envious look.

"I can't think of it."

After thinking hard.

Dolby gained nothing except a few hairs that he inadvertently pulled out.

He turned to look at Gandalf who was standing aside, seemingly in a daze and asked.

"Saruman said before that you often move around Middle-earth.

Don't you have any idea? "

Facing Dolby's problem.

Gandalf paused, then without saying a word he drew the sword from his waist.

He performed a very powerful swordsmanship very quickly on the spot.

"stop!

Okay, I know what you mean..."

Dolby stopped his display by covering his head.

Then he turned his attention to Saruman.

Saruman: "..."

He looked at Dolby, and then at Gandalf, who had just put the sword back into its scabbard.

He pondered for a while.

He turned his attention to the staff in his hand, his expression hesitant.

It seems that he is considering whether he should perform a crazy wand trick.

Dolby: "...

Don’t you know how to form a formation?

alchemy?

Don’t you have any defensive treasures in your hand? "

Gandalf shook his head in disbelief.

He is a poor bachelor.

In addition to traveling around Middle-earth to promote unity and prosperity among various races.

My only hobby is taking a few puffs.

As for spells?alchemy?

what is that?

For a wizard, isn't it enough to have a sword?

Saruman seemed to think of something because of Dube's words.

"Please wait."

After saying this, Saruman turned and went downstairs.

After rummaging for a while, he came back to Dolby with another bag of things.

"Can you see this?"

"what is this?"

Dube took the package from Saruman.

When I got it in my hand, I found that it was a small bag sealed tightly with brown paper.

Judging from the touch through the kraft paper.

There seemed to be some kind of powdery substance inside the package.

Could it be some kind of alchemical potion?

Dolby's interest came down.

Lay the package flat on the table and spread it out.

Then I discovered that there was indeed a small pile of fine black powdery items inside.

It's just that the light is a bit dark, so I can't see clearly what it looks like.

Dolby reached out and picked up an oil lamp from a short distance away.

Saruman saw that Douby seemed to be preparing to bring the flame closer to the pile of powder.

Suddenly he shivered, and quickly reached out to stop Dolby's movement.

Look at his confused eyes.

Saruman wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and took away the oil lamp in Dube's hand.

"This is some kind of accompanying mixture that I discovered when I was smelting ore.

When encountering an open flame, it can burn and explode! "

Saruman looked serious.

Dolby used his fingers to pick up a little bit of the powder and looked at it carefully for a while.

Then he shook his head in disappointment.

This is not black powder.

Come to think of it, Middle-earth is not the Earth after all.

Many methods that can be implemented on earth are not available here.

But since this black powder also has explosive properties...

"What about its explosive power?"

Saruman shook his head.

“The explosion was of average power.

It's just that the sparks generated are relatively large and have a wide range of effects.

The reason I asked you to keep it away from the fire.

You are not worried that it will injure people, but you are worried that the sparks it will burst out will ignite your clothes and hair. "

Dolby nodded with some disappointment.

But then I thought about it...that's not right!

Isn’t the same thing true for black powder?

he asked, pointing to the package.

"Can I do an experiment with it?"

Saruman glanced at Dolby in confusion.

He took out the original intention of this thing.

They are preparing to send this thing through the portal to Aragorn.

It's not that the explosion of this kind of thing can be used to injure those Ring Spirits.

Rather, he hoped that when this thing was ignited, the sound and fire would scare the Nazgul.

Provide time for Aragorn and his side to contact this side.

But looking at Dube's excited look, Saruman nodded.

After all, although there are not many of them in hand right now.

But the production process and process are not troublesome.

The materials can basically be found everywhere after digging more than ten meters into the ground.

At most, the production cycle is relatively long and time-consuming.

Dubi followed his own ideas.

Saruman dug out a small bamboo tube from his bookcase.

Tip out the parchment paper inside and set aside.

Then a small hole was drilled into the bottom of the bamboo tube.

Then get the fishing rod.

Stretch out the fishing line alone and wrap it tightly around the bamboo tube.

Then put in a drop of magic to make the fishing line stiff.

Then wrap some black powder in soft paper and twist it into a thin rope.

Thread the string into the newly drilled hole at the back of the bamboo tube.

Finally, pour all the remaining gunpowder into the bamboo tube and pound it down with a small wooden stick.

After all these tasks are done.

Dube turned his attention to the pile of various iron tools piled in the corner by Saruman.

He held an oil lamp and patiently rummaged through a pile of iron tools.

He actually found a small round iron bead that was just the right size.

He also stuffed the small iron beads into the bamboo tube.

Then Dolby found a pair of iron gloves that could wrap the entire forearm.

And the same helmet and breastplate.

After all is done.

He looked expectantly at the crude-looking "musket" in his hand.

But the other hand holding the oil lamp paused for a moment.

After hesitating for a moment, he still didn't light the fuse directly.

Instead, he turned around and looked at Gandalf, who was smoking a cigarette in a daze.

With a shy expression on his face, he asked loudly.

“甘道夫，能请你帮我一个忙吗？?2?9乛?7?0乛?2?9”

"Ah?⊙_⊙

Oh, good! "

And the other one, Saruman, watched how Dubi was busy the whole time.

Looking at Gandalf who agreed without hesitation.

He raised his eyebrows slightly.

Then Mo silently took two steps back.