Gansdore glanced at Saruman timidly and presented a box to him. Obviously, he was not optimistic that this thing could move his lord.
After receiving the box, Saruman's eyes suddenly shone. He touched the surface of the box with his finger and asked doubtfully:
"The residual aura on this, why... is it so familiar to me?"
Saruman slowly shut his eyes, his fingers tracing across the surface of the box. One could clearly see that though the back of Saruman's hand was filled with wrinkles, the palm side was as smooth and delicate as a baby's. Following that, a series of intoxicated and frenzied noises were emitted from Saruman's mouth.
"Ah, wait, this familiar dark aura, this unreconciled anger and roar... it's very similar to the feeling of that guy called Dore! But why is his origin related to this box? "
Saruman immediately opened the box slowly, as though he was guarding against any possible magical traps. Then his brows furrowed, because the box was completely empty!
This feeling made Saruman quite uncomfortable, like a child who saw his favorite candy and hurriedly peeled off the outer wrapping paper with anticipation, only to find that there was a stone inside.
"What's the matter?"
Saruman asked calmly. There was no emotion in his voice, but Gansdore, who was familiar with his character, suddenly prostrated himself on the ground and trembled.
"My Lord! The thing in this box looks very ordinary, but after I took it, a lot of strange things happened around me. I really... really didn't dare to take it directly! In order to avoid disturbing my Lord, I only dared to present this box that was stained with its aura first. "
Saruman asked curiously.
"A lot of strange things happened??? That's interesting. I'm getting more and more interested in this matter. Get someone to bring that thing here! No, take me there right away! "
"Yes, my Lord," Gansdore replied in fear. He hurriedly took a few steps back, then led Saruman out of the magic tower.
As soon as the two of them arrived at Gansdore's carriage, they saw a guard dead on the spot. His eyes were wide open, and there was a terrible wound in his throat. It looked like someone had stabbed him with a red-hot knife.
The surroundings were also in chaos. A tall horse ridden by a sheriff broke free from its restraints. Some of its skin was torn, exposing its bulging muscles and blood vessels. Its eyes were as ferocious as a hungry beast. It was chewing on the palm of its dead master, causing blood and flesh to splatter everywhere.
Saruman did not care about these scenes. He strode into the carriage and immediately felt a strong dark aura. At this moment, Saruman abruptly tilted his head, because the ribbon he used to tie up his hair had actually transformed into a strange mottled twin-headed snake. Its tongue was black and forked, and was about to bite over with hissing sounds. Saruman pointed at it with his finger, and the ribbon immediately turned into a black gas and floated away.
"It can assimilate and infect all objects with the essence of darkness...." Saruman said with some admiration. "Gansdore, I must praise you. You've brought me a great surprise. Where's the fragment? Where did you put it? "
Gansdore replied in astonishment.
"I just put the new box with the fragment in the drawer of the carriage, then told the guards to keep their eyes open and pay attention to all strange things."
At this time, a guard ran over in horror and shouted, "My Lord, my Lord, we went berserk.
"My Lord, our horses went berserk just now and started attacking Kathy. Also, the magic beast skin inside the carriage strangely wrapped itself around Shel's neck …."
"Shut your mouth! You just need to tell me where the box I gave you went! "Gansdore said fiercely.
"In the chaos, a very strange-looking Chalk Man took the opportunity to jump into the carriage and reached for the drawer. We cut off one of his hands, but he opened the drawer with his other hand and grabbed the box. Before we cut off his hand, he swallowed the box into his stomach and ran away," the guard said in horror.
"You've done a great job, sir!" Gansdore said furiously. "Inform the whole city to be on alert and close the city gates!"
"No need to go through so much trouble." Saruman suddenly said unhurriedly. He stretched out his palm and pressed it in front of him, releasing the spell "Detect Evil". Suddenly, the escape route of the Chalk Man appeared very clearly in front of everyone's eyes, as if it was dipped in ink.
"I want to see the box, or your heads, in ten minutes. Of course, remember to wash the box clean."
*****
The Iron Fist and Order that Saruman had created in Isengard showed its power. Five minutes later, his will was carried out.
The Nazgûl Knight Dau'l's armour fragment was placed in front of Saruman. Because this thing had just been pulled out of the unlucky Chalk Man's stomach, no matter how hard he washed it, it still had an unpleasant smell.
"This fragment.... did not let me down! Oh, Gansdore, you stupid guy. It seems to have been suppressed by a powerful force of nature before, so it could only keep accumulating energy. When it was handed over to you, the force of nature that suppressed it disappeared, and the accumulated dark power began to erupt, causing so much chaos. This is a perfect piece of metal, a perfect gift! "
"Oh, my Lord." Gansdore hesitated.
Saruman said impatiently, "What do you have to say?
"What else do you want? Look at the city. Isn't it chaotic enough? What are you still doing here? Calm the citizens down as soon as possible. "
Gansdore boldly looked at Saruman's face.
"In fact, your series of reactions have all been guessed by that person.... So, I'll be bold enough to pass on his words to you."
"That person??" Saruman was stunned.
"The gem merchant, the original owner of this fragment." Gansdore said boldly.
Saruman pondered for a moment and said,
"What else does he have to say?"
Gansdore said mysteriously.
"He said that he has something that can tempt you even more. Oh, for this sentence, he will pay me an extra two thousand platinum coins. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave."
Saruman's slender eyes flashed with a glimmer of light.
"This person is really interesting. Well, tell him that, based on the surprise he gave me today, I've decided to give him a chance. I'll meet him in the magic tower in half an hour. I've already received a very good gift today. I hope he can continue to surprise me. "
*****
Under Saruman's instructions, Gansdore's efficiency was quite high, so Party Ace and the others soon arrived at Saruman's reception room.
Of course, for safety reasons, Party Ace did not bring Melody along, because it was hard to say whether Melody's disguise would be seen through by Saruman. The disguise of the Ring of Air, Vilya, was not omnipotent. Once it was seen through, the consequences would be unimaginable!
There was only about an hour left to complete the mission. Party Ace believed that since Saruman was so interested in the fragment of the Nazgûl's armour, then the Elven Illusion Bone Crystal they obtained would be even more attractive to Saruman.
Even if there was a situation where Saruman turned hostile, with the huge temptation of the Illusion Bone Crystal, the three of them would at least be able to hold on for an hour. At that time, if they failed the mission, they would naturally return to the Space. At most, the three of them would suffer a bit of torture.
As for the type of person who would immediately use a white knife to stab a red knife, that was the behaviour of the uruk-hai Lurtz. Saruman who had lived for thousands of years would definitely think of "What benefits would I get from killing them … …."
After the three of them walked into the Tower of Orthanc, they did not notice any special changes. Or rather, Saruman did not want them to see any special changes. Then, under the guidance of an attendant, they entered Saruman's magic laboratory and met the man who could be called a "traitor".
Party Ace was even more surprised to find that the layout of the laboratory was very familiar. It looked very similar to the interior layout of the crude wizard tower in the Orc city in the Misty Mountains. The tall, dignified, and burly Magus glanced at them and said calmly, "You're right.
"I heard you wanted to see me?"
Sheyan stepped forward and smiled.
"My name is Seaman, a believer of the High God. There is a saying among us that there are no eternal friends or enemies, only eternal interests. By some coincidence, we obtained some precious and mysterious items from Middle Earth. My friend told me that the Grey Dwarves outside Angmar might be interested in these items, but the price they offered was not satisfactory to me. Therefore, our main purpose in coming to Isengard is to seek a higher price for these items. "
"Oh, so you're a believer of the High God." Saruman nodded slightly, then said gently, "Please have a seat. First of all, I have to thank you for giving me that piece of armor that is filled with the aura of darkness and evil. It was a wise decision. " If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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