Start with the Eye of Sauron

Taking the wine glass in Gandalf's hand, Soros smiled softly at Gandalf in front of him, raised the glass, and drank half a pint of ale in the glass.

System: "The task is completed, and the black city of Modo will be rewarded. Please ask the host to go to the land of Modo. At that time, the black city will be directly built for the host."

"This time, the host will be rewarded with [-] magic crystals, and redeemable products will appear."

"The wings of the wind, the wings of an angel, soaring to the sky, the exchange price, [-] magic crystals."

"The mark of the Lord of Fire, [-] magic crystals."

"The art of controlling the dragon, fifty thousand magic crystals."

"Yuehai, restore a little energy in one second, 250 magic crystals."

Soros has replaced them all, anyway, now he has a lot of magic crystals.Leaving the vigilant old man, Soros sat aside and started eating casually.

Soros in front of him is still calm and calm. He has promised himself that he will bring the Lord of the Rings into Modo and go to the Black Volcano. For some reason, Gandalf always feels that it is not very good. Practical.

Coming to Thranduil, Gandalf whispered a few words to the Elven King.

Thranduil's eyes turned to Soros, and he also had some understanding of Gandalf's uneasiness.

"At that time, I will follow with the elf army, and a few people will follow him to the land of Modo. He doesn't have the ability to do anything out of the ordinary."

"From now on, cut off all ties between him and the Kingdom of Angor, ban his kingdom, and bring troops to rescue him."

Speaking of this, Thranduil was still not very relieved, he turned around and went to Elrond's side.

Today Elrond married his daughter to Aragorn. Aragorn is now being toasted in turn, and the whole person is constantly turning around in the banquet hall like a spinning top.

"He really has such a great ability?"

After hearing Thranduil's words, Elrond couldn't help but also frowned. Just now he was very happy that the crisis was resolved, but now he has something to worry about.

Thranduil nodded silently, and Elrond looked at Soros, who was holding a roast chicken in his left hand and a wine glass in his right, eating happily with his legs crossed, and pondered for a moment.

"Since he has signed the elf contract, it is impossible for him to break the contract."

"We want to be on the safe side. Do you have something on your body that can isolate him from all means of contact with the outside world?"

When Thranduil thought of the giant wolves that Soros had summoned, he felt goose bumps on his body. His army of elves was so precious now that it couldn't stand the destruction.

"In the kingdom of elves, an evil mage was once imprisoned. That mage was very powerful. In order to isolate him from the magic elements, my ancestors made a cloak."

Elrond silently recalled that this matter was so long ago that he was silent for a long time before he thought of this matter.

"The cloak is now preserved in Rivendell. I ordered someone to bring it. If you let him put it on, it should be fine."

"That thing can block all the senses. In the end, the mage couldn't bear such torture, and was imprisoned until he became a lunatic."

Hearing Elrond's words, Thranduil felt a little relieved. In this way, Soros must not be able to communicate with those dark creatures.

"I toast you."

A smile appeared on Thranduil's face, he raised his wine glass, and touched Elrond in front of him.

"You must succeed. The Human Emperor has just taken over Gondor, and I can't get away. I have to assist him here for a while, after all, my daughter is also here."

Elrond patted Thranduil on the shoulder and drank the wine in his glass.

"King Soros, are you enjoying your meal?"

After dancing on the dance floor and toasting each other with the people around him, Aragorn brought Alwen to Soros.

Arwen is really a beautiful elf. There is nothing wrong with his delicate face. His facial features are well matched. His body is shining with a faint white light, making him look full of fairy spirit.

"Adele, my husband misses you, Xiao Biesheng is newlywed, after all the matters here are settled, my husband will return to the Kingdom of Angor, and give you a good time."

Holding the black bracelet that Adele made for himself, Soros murmured silently. Adele said that as long as Soros held this thing, she would be able to sense it.

Soon, an elegant voice sounded in Soros' mind. Soros smiled lightly, put down his cup and stood up, shaking hands with Aragorn.

"King of Gondor, worthy of the name, I hope you treat the people well. We will have many opportunities to discuss some things in the future."

Unexpectedly, Soros's first sentence was this. Aragorn laughed dumbfounded, and held Soros' hand slightly harder.

"The people of Gondor have lived around the border of Mordor for many years, suffering a lot. I don't need you to remind me, I will treat them kindly."

Soros nodded, and Arwen stretched out his hand towards Soros.

Soft and delicate, Arwen's hand was like a piece of beautiful jade, which made Soros reluctant to let go.

Being able to suppress Sauron's will, Soros is naturally not a person who is easily tempted. After touching Alvin's palm with a few fingers, he retreated immediately.

Few human beings can resist their own beauty, a simple smile can make those people fall completely.

Alvin's beautiful eyes stared at Soros in front of him, and he looked up to him in his heart.

"King Soros, now that the half-orcs have been completely wiped out, there will be a period of peace in Middle-earth. Now, you should fulfill your promise."

Aragorn brought up the topic that everyone was most worried about. Soros in front of him took out a ring from his chest and stretched it out in front of their eyes.

Aragorn turned his face away, not daring to look directly at the Lord of the Rings. Arwen, who was next to him, looked at it for a while, then turned his head away too.

A muffled sound resounded in the minds of the two of them. After Soros put away the magic ring, the sound in their ears slowly dissipated.

"King Aragorn, don't worry. Gandalf has made an agreement with me. He will set off for Mordor from now on. Thranduil, the Elf King, will follow. At that time, I will enter Mordor under their supervision. , to complete my mission."

"Thank you, King Soros, for your outstanding contribution to this battle."

Aragorn and Alvin took a step back and bowed to Soros. Soros nodded. He deserved the gift this time. . .