Start with the Eye of Sauron

When Soros showed his wings, the holy spirit also began to float in the air, and the six wings of light behind him slowly unfolded, looking sacred and inviolable.

Dark clouds and light each occupied half of the sky. Soros and the Holy Spirit faced each other. Below him was a mixed army that temporarily stopped fighting and looked at them all.

"Those who blaspheme the light will fall into hell forever!"

An ethereal voice floated from the Holy Spirit's mouth, and beside Soros, balls of light began to emerge, ready to attack Soros.

The holy spirit in front of him has no consciousness, no emotion, only the obsession to put himself to death.

Soros clenched his fists tightly, and his body was covered with a thick aura of darkness. The Demon Lord had been pouring all the energy into his limbs and bones.

A power that had never been used before was rippling from Soros' body, and the light balls that were slowly forming around him began to dissipate slowly before they had time to play a role.

Pulling the ice, Soros swung his sword across the sky and slashed at the holy spirit.

The power that cannot be understood by the general public quickly cut the snow on the snow, leaving a deep mark on the ground.

Only Yu Wei had already plowed the ground with such sword marks, the sword light was shining, and the sword that could split the mountain suddenly came before the holy spirit.

Intense rays of light gathered continuously, and accompanied by the sound of singing, amidst bursts of Sanskrit sounds, a huge light shield formed in front of the Holy Spirit.

The sword energy collided with the newly formed light shield in the blink of an eye, and a wave of aftermath swayed away. The troops on the ground, no matter what race they were, were directly blown away, and a deep pit appeared directly on the ground. On the ground, the creatures who had no time to escape were directly crushed into a pulp.

"The power of the Holy Spirit is extremely powerful. Now, I can only fight it to a draw at best."

Seeing the rays of light begin to gather in front of him, converging into an extremely dazzling and bright holy spirit, Soros' pupils shrank, and his figure retreated sharply.

Where he was originally, an aurora shot out directly, half of Soros' wings were pierced by the aurora, and turned into powder in an instant.

After a certain amount of energy was consumed, Soros's breathing became slightly rapid, and the wings on his side grew back, allowing him to stop firmly in the air.

With an astonishing whistling sound, Smaug flew towards the holy spirit, and the dragon flame in his mouth sprayed directly towards the holy spirit in mid-air.

The holy spirit waved his hands, and a long light spear was directly formed. When he raised his hand and threw it, there was a huge sound of breaking wind, the billowing dragon flames were extinguished immediately, and the light spear directly swept towards Smaug.

"No! Smaug couldn't take that blow!"

With a shake of the wings behind Soros, he quickly came to the dragon and pulled on its wings. The dragon's figure was forcibly deflected, and the light spear directly pierced through the dragon's right wing, leaving a deep scar. Wound.

Smaug howled in the air, and fell directly from mid-air.

"My own healing technique can't heal the wound caused by the Holy Spirit!"

Soros quickly released a healing technique on the dragon under him, but the dragon didn't respond at all. In the blink of an eye, the dragon fell heavily to the ground, bringing up a large snowflake.

"The army of Angor Kingdom, retreat behind the city wall!"

Soros observed the battle situation in front of him, and waved directly to the soldiers below him. The loud voice covered the audience, clear and majestic.

Under Soros' call, all the Angor Kingdom troops began to retreat slowly and orderly, and the dark creatures beside them sank into the dungeon and disappeared.

The Holy Spirit looked at Soros in front of him, his expression still unchanged.

"We also withdraw."

Elrond ordered the elves below to start to retreat. This level of battle can already affect the battle situation. If they stand below without waiting for Soros and the Holy Spirit to decide the winner, they will only increase casualties That's all.

"Until now, this guy is still so sensible."

Aragorn sighed softly. Rumors spread all over the country, always saying that the king of Angor had been corrupted by the Lord of the Rings. Now it seems that all the lies are self-defeating.

As the armies of both sides retreated slowly, in front of the Poros River, a large plain became the battleground between Soros and the Holy Spirit.

The auras of the two sides each affected half of the sky, and Soros could feel the Modo language already boiling in his mind.

Sauron is completely excited, yes, excited.

"Strangle that glowing thing, Middle-earth, and no one can stop us, no one can stop me."

Soros smiled knowingly, and flew towards the Holy Spirit.

The two sides met again, the orange-red energy and the pure light collided with each other, and each blow would scrape off a layer of ground from the ground. After fighting for half an hour, the snow on the ground was evaporated, leaving only The dark brown soil was covered, and thick smoke was billowing.

Looking at the slightly illusory Holy Spirit in front of him, Soros' figure was revealed, half kneeling on the ground panting heavily, the Lord of the Rings had already been taken off his finger, and looking at the hand holding the spear in front of him, his whole body was emitting light. Looking at the crazy bright creature, Soros sighed and stood up slowly.

"After killing this guy in front of me, I will give you one last thing, and then I will complete my mission."

Soros looked at the holy spirit in front of him, his eyes gradually became firm, and the wings on his back spread out, leading him to quickly avoid the sharp blow of the holy spirit.

With the light spear in his hand, the Holy Spirit could directly penetrate Smaug's body. If Soros hadn't pulled it away just now, Smaug would have closed his eyes and slept forever on the plain.

Facing the Holy Spirit alone, Soros was forced to keep retreating. The Holy Spirit didn't feel this kind of thing, it just kept fighting mechanically, forcing itself to death.I am different, no matter how strong I am, I am still a body of flesh and blood.

"I already have concerns on Middle-earth, and I can no longer do nothing."

Listening to the continuous whispers in his mind, Soros decided to truly trust Sauron for once.

"Let me release all my power, I will overdraw my strength, and help you kill the light man in front of you!"

Soros put on the Lord of the Rings again. This time, his body, which had not been seen for a long time, began to flush with heat. Even with the support of werewolf blood, he was in great pain now.

Looking at the Holy Spirit flying towards him, Soros smiled slightly and shook hands with him.

"Now, die to me!!!"