Saruman stood proudly with his staff in his hand, still majestic, saying, "This is a meeting to discuss the destruction of the Supreme Lord's Ring, or is it a meeting to seize the Lord's Ring? This has completely deviated from the topic! I understand, Elrond, it turns out that you elves are the mastermind behind everything, you are the ones who surrendered to Zoro! Isn't this Tverdo the elves of your elves? In Mordo, these people are supporting your enemies and seizing your throne. Dwarves, these people allow the orcs to go north to invade your homeland!"

The sound of weapons being unsheathed was heard, and some of them were even colliding, and the scene became extremely chaotic. Elves, humans, and dwarves, under the instigation of Saruman's language, began to accuse each other of each other. Once the old feud was ignited, it exploded like a gasoline barrel. Elrond called out loudly to calm down and restrain everyone. This may be the only reason why there was no bloody conflict at the moment.

Zhao Mai walked towards Saruman, and Saruman opened his palm to Zhao Mai. "Stop!" His words were filled with magic power, and the world will was mixed in, blocking Zhao Mai's way. The power ring created by the white-robed wizard himself magnified the power of his language. Whether it was to bewitch people's hearts or use spells, the world will could be enhanced.

Zhao Mai is very confident in his strength, but now he feels like he has no place to focus. His feet are on the ground, and although he does not slip, he cannot feel any feedback. Even if he uses the method of exploding the supernatural powers, he just shook it and could not move a single inch.

Saruman closed his fingers together and swept through Zhao Mai: "You should listen to the advice of the wise man and put down your weapons. You are not qualified to care about the Lord of the Rings anymore. Go back wherever you come from!"

Zhao Mai let go of his hand, but the Ice Sword floated in the air and did not fall to the ground. Saruman's eyes trembled, and his staff immediately placed it across his chest. The Ice Sword flew over and hit an invisible barrier, and exploded into pieces.

A layer of flame rose from around Saruman's body, which was a mixed golden and white holy fire. His other ring burst out with bright light, and everyone present felt warm. "I am the controller of the secret fire, and all the flames in the world are held by me! Holy fire, mortal fire or demon fire, the fire of life that creates the world or the fire of the end of the world. Your evil ice cannot knock me down, Tverdo, the deceiter full of lies!"

The flames rose and eventually turned into light, emitting rainbow light of various colors. "I am Saruman, the white robe, and the color of the white robe comes from all colors. It is colorful, omnipotent, and everything is included! The flames are my light, and the sound is my power! Turn into ashes!"

Zhao Mai was immediately surrounded by flames and his body burned in the flames. Everyone hurriedly retreated, afraid of being hurt by this terrible high heat. Just as the reserve grain was about to rush up, he saw a hand stretching out from the flames to stop him and signaling him to retreat. The hand was flawless, like jade, and was not damaged by the flames at all.

"Do you think you can hurt me this way?" Zhao Mai's voice suddenly became very far away, as if it was coming from the sky. "Didn't everything you did live up to expectations? Kulunail, you took the initiative to demand your current responsibilities, but gave up it like a performance? You gave up glory and became a captive of strength. One, two, three, that is your end of the world!"

Zhao Mai stood in front of everyone like fire element. His appearance was deeply hidden under the flames, and he could only roughly distinguish his blurred facial features. Saruman looked at Zhao Mai with flickering eyes, shocked and suspicious. This flame can melt gold and break iron, and even stones can turn into gas. How can the flesh and blood body bear it?

In fact, Zhao Mai was not feeling well. A sudden world will help him block the flames. His current feeling was like when he was creating Zoro. "Don't cause trouble, he can't burn me to death!" Zhao Mai said to this will in his heart. Saruman's magic flame can quickly burn Zhao Mai's skin and flesh, but he used the power of ice to relieve it, heal the power of nature, and regenerate the power of blood, and can withstand it. The pain is a little bit better than being endorsed by the will of the world.

The power indeed retreated and took away Saruman's flames. Zhao Mai quickly used his spiritual power to create elf-style clothes to wrap himself around, so he did not expose himself in front of all the important figures in Middle Earth. Although the will of the world has left, it has been attached to him before, which has improved his "social status". Therefore, Zhao Mai became taller and more important in the eyes of everyone. Zhao Mai was still thinking about what Yiluvita means, but Saruman's power split itself.

"It was him, he imprisoned Gandalf in the gray robe!" A Saruman's apprentice suddenly jumped out and said, "He took Gandalf's ring and tortured the news of the meeting! It was him, he had a secret contact with Zoro!"

"Nonsense! Dirty audio-visual!" Saruman waved his staff and the fireball flew towards the apprentice. Groffendale took a step across and slashed the fireball with his sword, blocking the attack. Almost everyone was stunned by the changes in front of him. Saruman frowned, turned around immediately, and reached out to grab the Supreme Lord of the Ring in the wreckage.

But it was empty, only the fragments of Nasir's Holy Sword lying in the wreckage. Saruman widened his eyes and turned his head in panic to check: "Who is it, who took the Lord of the Ring!"

"It's me." Frodo spread his palm, and the Supreme Ring was in his palm. "I saw that you were about to fight, and I was afraid that it would be too messy, so I picked it up first. The fragments of the sword were too sharp and I couldn't fit my pocket, so I didn't pick it up. Sorry, Aragon, I want to help."

Elrond held his head up, held his hand on the hilt of his sword around his waist, and asked sternly: "Saruman, is Gandalf imprisoned by you? Are you trying to seize the Supreme Lord of the Ring?"

"The Lord of the Rings is a total waste in your hands! Leave them to me, I can quickly defeat Zoro and destroy his evil forces! Isn't this exactly what everyone wants?"

"You have begun to fall. Put on the ring, and you will only twist faster. After overthrowing Zoro, you will replace him as the new evil demon king, become the new Zoro, and bring more severe disasters!"

"No, you are all slander! I can't defeat Zoro by myself, but it's certainly possible with the help of the Lord of the Rings! My only thought is to defeat darkness and evil! Look at the light I emit, isn't the light of dawn that dispels darkness?"

Even now, Saruman's words are still moving, and many people are silent and unable to accuse them. 'Maybe what he said makes some sense, maybe what he said works, maybe...' Zhao Mai snorted and said, "Can you take off the Supreme Ring with you? Can you still destroy it as you said? You don't even want to return the elf ring. It is so firm on your hands. How can you take off the powerful Supreme Ring? Your words are beautiful, but they are all beautiful lies!"

Saruman looked at the ring in his hand, then at the Supreme Ring in Frodo's hand, and hesitated. Zhao Mai turned his wrist and used his spiritual power to lift the fragments of the Nasir Holy Sword on the ground, making them fly up in the air behind Saruman. Unexpectedly, the white-robed mage was so alert, and his eyebrows slightly raised, turning into a shadow that rotated inward, teleported away in an instant.
Chapter completed!