The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 490 I am the sun!
  "Do you crave power?"

"No...I long for..."

Saruman opened his eyes with a dull face and looked at the Palantir crystal ball that was constantly changing colors in front of him. An indescribable and inexplicable fear was emerging in his heart.

In recent years, he has been trying to use the Palantir Crystal to collect more knowledge for his own use, so it is inevitable that he will come into contact with Sauron, who also possesses the Palantir.

However, in Saruman's view, Sauron, after losing the Ring, was not mentally powerful enough to be his enemy, so he acquiesced to the 'friend request' from Sauron in the Palantir Crystal.

Sauron's remaining power is indeed powerful, but as a white-robed wizard, does he have a wasted reputation?

But now a new power that he has never seen is emerging from the Palantir Crystal, and he can even feel the aura of the gods beyond Sauron... no, even the Valar gods!
  "Who...who are you?"

"Speak out your wish. As long as you speak out your inner desire, I can help you realize it~"

Just when Saruman was frightened and confused by the indistinguishable male and female voice in the Palantir crystal, he saw the crystal ball suddenly emitting ever-changing light again, and then a voice came from it again.

This is not an illusion, there is a real being with power beyond the gods of Valar who is having a conversation with him!

Saruman suppressed his uneasiness, pretended to be calm and clenched the mutton-fat jade staff in his hand, and began to communicate with Palantir:

"I have many wishes, but right now I only have one wish, and that is to hope that strangers can tell me who you are?"

"Oh? Are you sure?"

"I am sure, at least I hope to be able to figure out whether the stranger I am communicating with now is a friend with good intentions, or is he an evil person?"

"That's an interesting question, silly."

Facing Saruman's inquiry, the voice in the Palantir Crystal first said a sarcastic sentence that he couldn't understand, and then heard the other party begin to introduce himself:

"The world has many names for me, such as the great rebel, the life-shaper, the old king next door, the pure treasure god, Nyarlathotep, the advanced black, the raven god, the trickster god, the arcane god, The God of Nerds, the Skeptical Mollusk, the Lord of Madness, Doctor Strange…

Of course, these titles are too far away for you, so you can just call me my favorite nickname - Lord of Changes - just like my other friends! "

"The Lord of Change?"

Saruman was confused as he repeated this strange name that he had never heard before, while constantly recalling the relevant memories in his mind.

With his years of experience as Speaker of the White Council and Guard of Isengard, he could be sure that he had never heard of this name, and Galadriel and Gandalf most likely knew nothing about it.

Moreover, in the holy land of Valinor, Saruman had never heard of any Valar or Vali who were good at changing gods, and even Maia had never been called such a name.

Could it be...that a powerful unknown Ainu had descended on Arda, but he knew nothing about it?

Thinking of this, Saruman's originally hostile attitude immediately became respectful, and then he cautiously probed:

"Lord of All Changes, you claim to be the God of Wisdom, and now I am eager to gain powerful power to surpass my enemies. I wonder if you can grant me such wisdom and power?"

"Ah... I can feel your desire, child. I can make you have wisdom far beyond ordinary people and even beyond this world, but in contrast, what can you bring me?"

"I...Isengard once built relevant knowledge about the Kingdom of Númenor. I can exchange this knowledge with you as a trade. What are your intentions?"

Hearing the voice coming from the Palantir crystal and beginning to demand from him, the wily Saruman secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his doubts about the Lord of Changes were alleviated a lot.

He is not afraid that this strange Lord of Changes will put forward any conditions for his request, but he is worried that the other party will provide him with the so-called knowledge and power for free!
  As the saying goes, free is the most expensive. If he accepts the power and wisdom provided to him free of charge by the Lord of Changes, then this knowledge is likely to hide some trap that he cannot detect.

Saruman has even predicted that if the future Lord of Change proposes any conditions that violate his bottom line, then this power is likely to come back to him and order him to do something against his will.

This is what he doesn't want to see!

But things are different now. If the Lord of Changes chooses to make conditions with him, then the relationship between the two parties will become the most primitive and trustworthy exchange of things for things in ancient times.

Under such circumstances, even the Lord of All Changes probably has no reason to come up with any copycat or inferior products to deal with him, let alone such a strong man, why would he do this for him?

What is the other party planning?

Could it be that my magical knowledge was far inferior to that of the other party, or could it be that my old and decayed body could impress the other party?
  "Of course I won't mind. I am the master of wisdom and change. Any relevant books and knowledge can be applied here, including these ancient knowledge.

As a testimony of the sincerity of both of us, I can give you knowledge for free, but I also ask you to prepare what I need in exchange for the next time we meet. "

As the sound in the Palantir Crystal gradually disappeared, Saruman withdrew the palm holding the Palantir Crystal and began to close his eyes and recall the knowledge imparted to him by the other party.

It was a strange human country from the [Sigma Empire]. They had all kinds of strange buildings and steel creations that were difficult to understand, and they were endowed with a kind of knowledge that he had never understood before:

"Steel, Gunpowder, Faith"!
  ———Misty Mountains, Gundabad
  At this moment, no creature in the entire Middle-earth continent is aware that the established history is undergoing unknown changes unconsciously, and is beginning to shift towards the unknown bit by bit.

For high-yield low-level life forms like the Orcs, whose blood and blood vessels are made of mud and their hearts are made of granite, it is too complicated for them to understand future changes.

After all, compared to the vague future, Oak, who is hungry and full, is obviously more interested in what to eat for dinner:
  "Suck it~ Come on, come on, you damn slaves, if you dare to fall down from exhaustion, then I don't mind adding extra food for tonight!"

Located at the entrance to the Etten Wasteland, the Oak Legion led by Bolger is currently escorting a load of trophies and slaves, moving quickly towards Gundabad. And behind this long team, countless Oaks are looking at the trembling slaves at the end of the team with greedy eyes!
  Because their homeland was destroyed, the angry Dúnedain rangers and the elven patrols of Rivendell hunted down the Orc patrols, and at the same time used cruel methods to retaliate.

Faced with this battle situation, Bolger could only order the infantry with insufficient mobility to withdraw to Gundabad with the slaves, while he led the warg cavalry and ogres to start blocking the pursuers.

After all, these human slaves are valuable assets in Mordor, and many delicate jobs that Orcs are not capable of require these human slaves to complete.

However, Bolger probably never imagined that even though he had explicitly prohibited the Orcs from killing these human slaves for food, the Orcs still came up with various ways to add dishes to themselves:
  There is no doubt that those slaves who fell down due to exhaustion from the long journey have obviously been unable to reach Gundabad, so is it reasonable for him to eat these slaves who slowed down the team?
  Slaves who are weak due to various diseases are obviously not suitable for long journeys, so it is reasonable to dispose of them in advance as dinner, right?
  Along the way, the tens of thousands of human slaves that Bolger managed to gather were actually eaten. In the end, only more than [-] slaves survived and finally made it to Etten Wasteland!

As this team got closer to Gundabad, more and more Oaks began to focus on these slaves, hoping to open the meat before completely entering Gundabad.

"Ha ha……"

A plump girl was struggling towards Gundabad with the support of her childhood sweetheart. Her soft and beautiful face, although covered in dust, was panting heavily due to exhaustion.

This long journey of hundreds of kilometers is really a test of physical endurance. Even many young and middle-aged people have difficulty persisting, let alone a weak woman like her who is not good at running.

Behind her, dozens of obscene Oaks were staring at the young girl's figure and constantly commenting on something. Although there was basically no difference between the content discussed with the perverts, they obviously paid more attention to the taste after roasting. :
  "Suck, suck, suck~ Look at these smooth and delicate thighs, my tongue seems to be enjoying the wonderful taste of the mixture of fat and lean meat!"

"Hehe, I prefer those pair of jade hands. Although there are many bones in that position, as long as you sprinkle more seasonings on them and roast them, they will taste delicious when you bite them. They are just like large chicken feet."

"I...I want to eat those two big steamed buns~"

……

Since the Oaks did not shy away from their comments, the girl in the team who had to rely on support to support herself quickly turned pale with fright, and even her steps became hurried.

Seeing this, the childhood sweetheart next to him immediately held the other person's arm, and then hurriedly whispered:
  "Hold on, Mary, we should be arriving at Gundabad soon. As long as we hold on for a while, we will be safe!"

"Safety... ha, where can we have so-called safety now?"

After hearing her childhood sweetheart's persuasion, Mary couldn't help looking up at the sky shrouded in dark clouds in despair, and then murmured in an almost collapsed tone:
  "There is no such thing as safety anymore. The Dúnedain who was eaten the day before yesterday told me that young adults like you will most likely be sent to the mines of Moria or Mordor to work to death, and then be reduced to Orc's rations.

As for me... hahaha, I may be sent to Mordor to serve as a slave to those barbarians, or become a toy to be tortured and killed by Orcs or even wargs. I will never be safe in this life..."

"What are you talking about? Mary, you must hold on, otherwise those crazy Oaks will definitely eat you!"

Hearing the despair in his childhood sweetheart's voice, the young man hurriedly persuaded the other person to continue to persevere, but Mary just smiled sadly, and finally slowly broke away from her childhood sweetheart's support.

Instead of becoming a tool for Dongyi people or wargs to vent their beastly desires in the future, she would rather be eaten than have such a tragic end!
  This act of seeking death obviously immediately attracted the hungry and thirsty Oaks. They saw them approaching Mary, who had begun to give up resistance, with a grin, and then said in a hoarse voice:
  "Hahaha, I told you a long time ago, this little girl knows she can't hold on any longer!"

"Ah~ I can't wait to hear the sweet screams during slaughter. The last time I heard this sound was the last time."

"Dear young lady, I'm glad that I can provide you with services next. If you can be a little more submissive next time, then I don't mind letting you die happily."

"Mary?!"

Seeing the Oaks gradually surrounding Mary, the young man anxiously wanted to step forward to organize, but then he saw several Oaks picking up bows and arrows, pointing them at him and roaring:
  "Be careful, little one, if you stop moving forward like this, then I don't recommend having another delicious dish tonight!"

"hateful……"

Facing these heavily armored Oaks with cold light all over their bodies, even the elves had to consider temporarily retreating, let alone the unarmed young people.

Seeing Oak walking toward her with a machete and a grin on her face, Mary desperately raised her face to look at the sky, hoping to take a last look at the direction of the sun before she died.

Look, what a beautiful and warm sun, it seems... it seems to be getting closer?

Rumbling--

Before Mary could react, she saw a swift black shadow flash through the dark clouds in the sky, followed closely by a terrifying purple thunder column that hit the ground.

After the thunder gradually subsided, a terrifying ravine dozens of meters long suddenly appeared on the ground, and several trolls that were dragging the trophies had turned into ashes!

Oak, who was still waiting for dinner, reacted immediately, blew his horn and shouted:
  "Enemy attack! The enemy is in the sky!"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw a small sun hitting the ground at an almost terrifying speed, and then came an indifferent voice full of murderous intent:

"Sun Flare!"

boom--

At this moment, Mary didn't know what kind of disaster Oak was facing in the outside world. At this moment, he was bathing in a warm ball of light, and the fatigue and injuries all over his body seemed to be healed at this moment.

Looking at the stern-looking elf in front of her, Mary only had one sentence left in her mind:

"On this day, I saw the light!"

(End of this chapter)