Start with the Eye of Sauron

The Warlock who was pierced through the shield and formation by the Frost Arrow felt piercingly cold, and a large amount of crushed ice had pierced his purple robe.

His whole body was stiff, and he felt that he could not use any strength. As soon as he let go of the staff in his hand, he was about to be snatched by Soros.

When the staff was released from his hand, the sorcerer's withered face shook violently, and he released a binding technique to bind the staff that came out of his hand.

How could Soros be willing to let it go, seeing some black lines wrapped around his hands, he became ruthless, and directly used the air cannon.

A huge force was formed on the staff, and the warlock was ejected as quickly as a fired cannonball, and fell to the ground in the distance.Soros waved that beautiful staff and ran over quickly.

After the warlock stood up, he glanced at Soros who was flying over, condensed a black shield to cover his body, and started running away, not wanting the staff anymore.

Seeing that the warlock was about to run away, Soros instantly fired four fireballs, blowing the running warlock to the ground, and the warlock lay motionless on the ground.

"I'll go, I won't kill him, will I?"

Soros spun his legs like a windmill, and it took half a minute to reach the warlock. The warlock was lying on the ground, his back completely turned black.

Looking at the warlock who had turned into charcoal, Soros carefully poked his back with his staff.

"No response, don't die!"

Gently turning the warlock over, Soros saw a chilling expression on his face. A purple mark was condensed in the warlock's hand, and it quickly moved towards Soros!

"Sneak attack!" The Warlock roared, jumped up from the ground, and spread out the Seal Knot, "Soul Siphon!"

A group of crazy spirit bodies invaded Soros' brain, and the crazy tearing sensation made Soros scream.

His soul was stripped out of his body uncontrollably, and was sucked into the belly of the warlock. . .

(Soros died at the age of one month.)
(End of the book.)
When those crazy suctions poured into Soros's brain, severe pain exploded in Soros's brain.

Soros' soul began to sway uneasily, and he could feel that his familiar body was being slowly stripped away.

At this moment, a deafening sound began to sound in his mind, and then, the black shadow continued to expand in his pupils.

The warlock, who was triumphant, suddenly changed his face drastically, and then he spat out a big mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground.

The whole body was twitching constantly, and the warlock felt that he had no strength left. He forced himself to raise his head, and looked at Soros in front of him in astonishment.

The pupils changed, and Soros' eyes opened again. Those orange-red eyeballs made him tremble all over, and the phantom in the pupils began to expand in front of Warlock's eyes. . .

"Do you dare to provoke this king?"

A piece of emotionless words floated out of Soros' mouth. The warlock was so startled that he almost had a heart attack. He couldn't believe it. Could it be that what appeared in front of him was not a hallucination?
"So... Lun..."

"Don't kill me, I am willing to surrender. From now on, I will be your servant, and I will agree to all your requests, all of them!!!"

The warlock crawled back crazily, no matter how he moved, a huge phantom was always reflected in front of his eyes, huge, extremely evil eyes!
After a while, the phantom finally dissipated slowly, and a person walked slowly from behind the phantom, slightly raising his right hand.

The warlock's staff was thrown to his left hand, and the man frowned and clapped his hands.

Two streaks of black mist quickly came to the man and turned into a human form.

"Get him some clothes."

The two vampires took a look at the pale-faced warlock, then turned into black mist with suppressed laughter and left.

The warlock looked down, and the purple robe on his body was completely reduced to ashes just now because he was hit by Soros's fireball technique. The front one was only two pieces of rags, and because of his own movement, they were all thrown away. Front.

Soros couldn't stand it anymore, took off his shirt, and threw it to the warlock.

"Cover it up first."

"Thank you."

Looking at Soros in front of him, the fear and awe on the warlock's face turned into embarrassment.

"If I knew you were Sauron, why would I go to such trouble, I just submit to you."

"Name?" Soros walked to the warlock and squatted down.

"David, you can call me Xiao Dai."

"Xiao Dai, you are such a good guy, do you know that?" Soros smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"In the future, what you need to study is not just dark spells. You need to study more methods that can assist plant growth. Repelling insects and promoting growth are all needed. You should also be involved in alchemy."

"Of course I'm involved in alchemy. I made this staff by myself. However, isn't it a druid's job to help plants grow?"

David was confused, he didn't expect Soros to have such a request.

"The wasteland behind is the farmland reclaimed by the people led by me. I own a faction. In the future, you will also be a member of this faction. Help them, and I will help you."

Listening to Soros, David kept his mouth shut. It wasn't because Soros' request was difficult to fulfill. However, why would a person like Soros care so much about the lives of ordinary people?
"Are you planning to build your own kingdom?"

"Yes, Middle-earth will eventually be ruled by us."

"Then what do you care about the survival of those civilians? Aren't they just the cannon fodder for you to conquer Middle-earth?"

While the two were chatting, the two vampires had already returned. They brought David a set of linen clothes. David barely put it on, it didn't fit well, and he was uncomfortable.

"You are wrong. Those people are the foundation of the kingdom. Everyone is equally important to me."

Soros looked at the warlock in front of him seriously. In Middle-earth, the lives of ordinary people would normally not be taken into account. No matter who they were, they would not think about them.

"In the future, use your own abilities and talents to help them. There will be a place for you in this kingdom. I'm sure that if you integrate into them well, you will gain something that you couldn't experience before."

"Now go back with me, I have a dungeon, and you live in it temporarily."

David nodded seriously, and before he knew it, he had already boarded a pirate ship. . .