The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 489 The Beginning of Saruman’s Evil Fall
  "Ah~ let the storm come more violently!"

Under the confused gazes of the surrounding dark elf warriors, Rohan was facing the direction of Gundabad with open arms, whispering unfamiliar spells in a posture of 'praising the sun'.

I was used to seeing magical wind spells at my call on weekdays, but now I suddenly saw Rohan casting such a spell that required chanting, so I would inevitably feel a little confused.

Of course, compared to the confused elven warriors around him, Rohan still knew very well what he was doing now:

Rumbling--

As Rohan's chant gradually echoed in the valley, the sky of Gundabad, which was originally filled with fog, suddenly began to set off a strange demonic wind, gradually beginning to sweep across the entire Etten Wasteland from south to north!
  The dark mist shrouding the sky was blown away, and fierce winds and showers began to continuously impact the Gundabad Fortress.

"May the cruelty come and bring annihilation to the enemies of the storm!"

Rohan's curse echoed over the entire Misty Mountains, and his chants filled with hatred were enough to even make Elrond as far away as Rivendell feel the chill and destruction.

Facing such a terrifying storm, even the elven warriors thousands of meters away had to reach out to cover their phoenix helmets, and then looked at the 'natural disaster' in the distance with a shocked expression.

This...is this really the power that magic can cause? !
  You must know that the elves who followed Rohan this time were entirely composed of Silver Mist Warriors and Mist Walkers under his command. Almost every one of them was a powerful warrior who had experienced thousands of battles and could survive.

For them, they are not unfamiliar with all kinds of magic, but even the most terrifying enemy, the Chaos Demon, has never possessed such terrifying magic.

This kind of magic is simply a magical skill!

"Cierdan said that their magic is performed entirely with the help of the mind and soul-like power. It seems that my soul is gradually becoming more powerful now?"

Looking at the terrifying whirlpool that had gradually formed in the sky, Rohan dissipated the magic in his hands with satisfaction, and then ordered to the manipulator of the lava roaring rocket launcher standing by:
  "Let's get started. With the help of my magic, your rockets should be enough to threaten the Gundabad Fortress in the distance, right?"

"As commanded, Your Highness...light the fire!"

After receiving Rohan's instructions, dozens of lava tanks loaded with rocket launchers began to change direction and aimed the launchers at Gundabad, which was several kilometers away.

According to common sense, this kind of large-scale incendiary bomb equipped with a large amount of dragon oil and white phosphorus explosives should not have a very far shooting range, and usually only has a range of about one kilometer.

Although compared to the Hellstorm Rocket Launcher of the Sigma Empire, the Lava Roar Rocket Launcher has a long range, but it is still easy to be beheaded when facing an enemy with a large number of magic troops.

But now, with Rohan's storm magic as an assist, the range of these powerful incendiary bombs can even reach several times more with a tailwind, which is terrifying!
  boom--

As the operator gave the order to the gunner on the tank, dozens of rockets nearly three meters in length were ignited by the steam emitted by the lava tank, and eventually turned into meteors and flew towards the sky.

Under the control of Rohan's magic, the magic vortex in the sky immediately blew out fierce downwind airflows, pushing the rockets to fall towards the Gundabad Fortress several kilometers away!
  "Hide behind the city wall. You idiots, haven't you seen that the enemy's magic is about to come?"

In the Gundabad Fortress, Captain Oak, who had never seen a rocket, obviously could not understand what the falling meteors in the sky were, so he could only order the soldiers by avoiding the trebuchets.

After hearing the commander's reprimand, the Orc soldiers immediately began to look for bunkers and hid. For a time, there was no trace of the Orcs in the entire fortress.

But it didn't take long for the Oaks, driven by curiosity, to poke their heads out and look at the sky curiously. They were obviously very surprised at how these elves raised such dazzling meteors into the sky.

However, they did not know that these meteors were just like the Star of Eärendil that killed the dragon Ankaragon in the First Age. All they could bring to them was horrific destruction:

Phew~boom——

As dozens of rockets accurately hit the Gundabad Fortress from the sky, the dragon oil ignited by the white phosphorus immediately began to spread rapidly within the fortress along with the raindrops from Rohan's previous spell!
  By the time the Oaks reacted, the terrifying fire storm had spread throughout the fortress, and just the scorching air waves made them feel as if their bodies were about to melt!
  "Wow ah ah-"

"It's the fire of hell. These flames cannot be extinguished. It must be the fire of hell!"

"I'm on fire!!!"

"Ahhhhh-(William screams)"

……

All kinds of screams could be heard throughout the Gundabad Fortress, but the Dark Elf's attack would not end so easily.

Rohan stared expressionlessly at the rising fire in the Gundabad Fortress. He didn't care that the ancient dwarf furnaces would be burned down because of this. After all, they were dwarf craftsmanship with first-rate fire resistance.

We can use flames to sterilize the equipment used by Oak, so why not?
  However, creatures like Oak are really magical. What method did Melkor use to create such high-yield and low-consumption cannon fodder?

"Look, those Oaks turned into mud directly after being burned to death by the flames. How do these creatures reproduce?"

Flare, who was also watching the battle, was currently leaning half of her body against Rohan. She also couldn't understand how this mud construct, which seemed to lack a soul and relied only on instinct, was born.

Facing Flare's curious inquiry, Luo Han couldn't think of a way to answer for a while, so he simply covered his beautiful golden and blue eyes and joked:

"I heard that there is a saying that the Oaks were transformed by Melkor by corrupting the elves who became slaves, but now it seems that they are most likely made of mud and granite.

Okay, okay, children will easily have nightmares at night after watching too many disgusting scenes like this. You'd better go to the space to have lunch, and then have a good sleep. "

"I'm not young, Rohan. Don't forget that I have been with you for hundreds of years. Whether you are going to the toilet or with other women, I have seen it~"

"……what?!"

Looking at Luo Han's increasingly stiff face, Flare chuckled and took the initiative to retract into the system space. After all, that world was the home she carefully set up in Luo Han's body.

As long as she stayed inside, Lohan wouldn't be able to do anything to her even if he wanted to, not to mention that it was his home court. Rohan is just a co-resident who moved things to her house for storage~
  "This guy……"

Rohan was speechless as he felt the aura as warm as the sun in his mind gradually dissipate. Then he turned his gaze to Gundabad, with a terrifying murderous intent gradually appearing in his eyes.

TNND, Flare hid back in his body so there was no way to catch her, but you Orcs are ready!

Thinking of this, Rohan raised his foot slightly and kicked the bottom of the rune spear in his hand, then pointed to Gundabad in the distance and ordered:
  "The whole army attacks. As long as we can capture the fortress in front of us, the city will not be sealed for three days!"

"Druchi!"

Accompanied by loud war cries, this army composed entirely of dark elves began to move toward Gundabad in a mighty manner, preparing to make its first stop in this world.

(The part about kicking the spear really makes gout patients’ feet hurt QAQ)

————Isengard, Orthanc Tower
  Isengard, also known as Isengard, is a large fortress located in the southern part of the Misty Mountains. It is also known as the 'Iron Fortress' and the 'Western Guard'.

The Stone Tower of Orthanc is a towering giant stone tower located in the center of Isengard. It was built by human craftsmen from ancient Númenor.

However, although it was built by human craftsmen, this tower does not look like a human creation at all. Instead, it is as gloomy as a skeleton pulled out of the ground!

Now, this fortress belonging to the Kingdom of Rohan has been given to the leader of the five wizards who came to Middle-earth and is also the president of the Holy White Council:
  Saruman the White!
  At this moment, in the Orsanc Stone Tower, an old man in white robes was standing in front of a rune table made of unknown metal, and his palm was gently stroking a crystal ball in front of him.

It was a crystal ball that exuded a strange light. In this house that could not be touched by sunlight, the crystal ball was flashing with a strange red light at this moment.

Of course, compared to this weird blood-red light, the ever-changing colorful light seemed so inconspicuous.

"Saruman...Saruman..."

The withered palms of the white-robed elder were stroking the crystal ball on the stage. At the same time, strange murmurs kept coming from his ears, which made the white-robed elder frown slightly.

He is the white-robed wizard Saruman!

At this moment, Saruman was closing his eyes tightly, and his face that seemed to have experienced many vicissitudes of life was now full of exhaustion and pain, as if he was struggling to support something.

After an unknown amount of time, Saruman finally removed his hand from the crystal ball in front of him with relief, and then murmured in a gloomy and low tone:
  "Not enough... not enough... I still need more knowledge to enrich myself... What is the difference between me and Gandalf? Why do I always have the advantages to meet him?!"

The mutterings eventually turned into low-pitched roars that could not conceal their anger. The white robe that symbolized purity seemed to be stained with a layer of gray at this moment, making Saruman's originally kind face look extremely ferocious.

In the eyes of the world, he is the high-ranking Speaker of the White Council, the head of the five wizards who came to Middle-earth, and a highly respected and respectable Maia.

However, only he himself knows what kind of insult these so-called honors are to him:
  When he first arrived in Middle-earth, the shipbuilder Cirdan of the Gray Harbor gave Gandalf the Ring of Fire, one of the three elven rings. This made Saruman, who claimed to be the leader of the Five Wizards, very angry. accurate.

When the White Council was later established, Lady Galadriel of the Golden Forest ignored his feelings again and directly expressed the hope that Gandalf could serve as the speaker of the White Council.

Saruman was very upset at being ignored. After all, the position of Speaker should be inherited by him who is more powerful and prestigious, not by Gandalf, who is stupid and far inferior to him!

However, Gandalf actually refused this honor, which eventually led to the position of Speaker being successfully taken over by Saruman, which was considered as fulfilling his wish.

But Saruman did not feel any happiness about this, but only endless humiliation:

He inherited the position that Gandalf refused. Doesn't this reflect from the side that his ability is far inferior to Gandalf? !

As for Gandalf, Saruman had always regarded him as a foolish Maia who was far inferior to himself when he was in Valinor. He only knew how to help others all day long, but had no idea of ​​improving his own strength.

But when he arrived in Middle-earth, such a fool, whom he had always looked down upon, was able to overpower him in everything. How could he be willing to do so?

Thinking of this, Saruman couldn't help but turn his eyes to the gradually dimming crystal ball on the table, and finally murmured in an indescribable tone:
  "Palantir...a magical gem made by the strongest elf Fëanor. I really hope you can give me endless wisdom..."

As he spoke, Saruman's palm unknowingly began to touch the Palantir crystal ball again, and at the same time he closed his eyes while looking at the crystal emitting red light.

Palantir crystals have the ability to see all movements within a radius of thousands of kilometers, and can even form links with other Palantir gems to contact other users.

At the same time, this magical crystal is a magical storage container, which contains infinite wisdom that has belonged to elves and humans for thousands of years. Even for Maiya, it can be called a supreme treasure!

As long as he completely masters the Palantir Gem, he will be able to obtain power far beyond that of Gandalf, and it is even possible to suppress Sauron with absolute strength!

"More power, more pava..."

In a daze, a terrifying blood-red eyelidless eye seemed to appear in Saruman's vision, which was the symbol of the dark tyrant Sauron.

But then, the lidless eyes staring at him like the evil contained in the darkness gradually disappeared, and were replaced by a magical cloud that kept changing colors.

In a trance, Saruman seemed to hear the magical clouds using a changing voice that could not be described in words, constantly tempting him:

"Do you crave power?"

"No, I long for..."

(End of this chapter)