Zhao Mai clapped hard and laughed loudly. The tree people were confused, so they turned their heads to look at him. "Saruman, if you are a good person," Zhao Mai pointed to the land full of rivers: "Come on, come down, let's talk face to face. You are high, and I'm tilting my head and my neck is sore. This is not a good way to treat guests."

"Guest? It's really nonsense." Saruman knocked the ground with his staff, and the entire wizard tower made a continuous buzzing sound. Ripples appeared on the water, and the tree man also took a step back in surprise. At that moment, they clearly felt the powerful power. Even if they took a step back ten thousand steps, Saruman was still a powerful white-robed wizard and would not change because his orcs were washed away by the water.

"What are you guests? Demolition of facilities and disturbing people's dreams! I sit at home, and disaster comes from the mountain. Tverdo, I don't want to talk to you. You have not grown up at all, just a despicable, vicious, vicious and despicable villain! The tree people are just blinded by you for a moment, and with their long-term wisdom, you will definitely discover your true face! Sooner or later, you will be punished by justice!"

"Oh..." It was Shuhu who let out a long sigh. He shook his head vigorously, and the branches and leaves all over his body rustled. "Saruman, you are a friendly, wise person, full of knowledge and insight. Although you are still young, I can learn a lot from you. Remember that I led you through the forest of Fangong and handed the shadowed Aisinger into your hands..."

Saruman nodded and said emotionally: "Yes, old friend, I cannot forget the friendship between you and me. You have misunderstandings about me, I can understand that it is an indisputable fact that I have orcs here. But these orcs came from the Murray Mountain and came from the Moria mine. They were going to hurt the kind creatures, but I stabilized them and placed them here. I want to educate them, and those vicious I sent them on a journey of dying. There has always been only peace between us, and we will..."

"Shut up, Saruman, how did you fall to this point!" The tree beard and hair were wide open, and it was obviously extremely angry. "I don't want to listen to your voice anymore. Obviously, my original knowledge has been overwhelmed by selfish desires, and my wisdom has been buried by quibbling! I despise you, but I also hope that you can work hard to cleanse your sins and become a respected white-robed wizard again."

Shuhu made big strides and stepped heavily on the lake, like an annoyed child. "Everyone stands on your posts and guards this tower well. I want to see the orcs to prevent them from hiding in any corners and doing bad things. It's so sad, so annoying!"

"Look, why are you bullying honest people?" Zhao Mai shook his head: "Come down Saruman, because of our old friendship. Surrender, we will spare you."

"Save your fake compassion! All I see from you are countless faces and endless death. You guy is still talking nonsense: Where did I get the old friendship with you?!"

Zhao Mai rubbed his neck, then summoned the natural force and rose up with the wind. He hovered steadily in the air, just as high as Saruman. "Isn't the mountain just me? I'll go to the mountain. Saruman, for my neck and your old waist, it's more comfortable to speak like this. We do have old friendships, but we are not in this world. You can't remember some things, but you must have a feeling in your heart that we seem familiar. Look carefully at my face and then look for the deepest part of your heart!"

"No, I won't be fooled. You are a man of thousands of faces, so don't even want to use your magic to confuse me!"

"Oh my God, my appearance has finally been faced with people in this life! Even the white-robed wizard was scared!" Zhao Mai smiled and seemed quite relaxed. "Okay, since you don't want to talk about history, then talk about reality. If you lose, you should think of a way out for yourself. You have a glorious past. Even if the glory is not here in the future, don't lose your freedom. Surrender."

"You can say that I failed just by succeeding this raid? My powerful army will return to defense, and you and your friends in the tree will bear my anger."

"You can't win if you defeat everyone in the world. Your only chance to win is to defeat me." Zhao Mai floated in the air and said, "Come on, I'm here. Take out your magic and your strength. Let me see how strong you are?"

Saruman's face was gloomy and his eyes were flickering. "What kind of trick is this? Oh, I understand, you want to provoke me!" Saruman snorted: "When I cast magic on you, you will follow the trajectory of magic and come into my tower! I have seen through your conspiracy. How did you feel when you hit the protective spell before? Does it hurt?"

"It hurts a lot." Zhao Mai said, "But pain can also give me some knowledge. At least I know that as long as this layer of protection is still there, I can't get in, but you can't get out either. I know that you can turn into a shadow and teleport away with a puff, and I've seen it when I was at Rivendell. But as long as you leave, you must leave some kind of passage that allows you to come back. You are worried that I might find this passage and then enter your tower, right?"

Saruman remained silent, but the grim expression on his face had already confessed everything.

"Don't think you're safe inside. I have many ways. Even if I don't attack your tower, I can build a cover and wrap your tower. Then, I can fill the cover with water or poisonous smoke to allow the light that can cause death to the death. I will use magic to close the cover. Then, you can't escape even if you want to escape, and you are really imprisoned. I know you have an infinite lifespan, but are you mentally prepared to be imprisoned forever? One hundred years, two hundred years, until this place becomes a real grave, and future generations forget your name, only knowing that there is a mountain bunch full of grass and trees? When everyone gradually forgets you, when history abandons you in a corner covered with dust, what will happen?"

Saruman finally looked at Zhao Mai's words, and he stared at Zhao Mai's face carefully and pondered. But soon, he frowned and squeezed his staff hard. His anger overwhelmed his reason again. "No, I haven't failed yet, you can't imagine getting something you can't get on the battlefield in just a few words."

"Okay. Just keep staying inside. When your orcs are destroyed, I will come to you again." Zhao Mai said: "You have never been the most critical point in this entire battle. Zoro is my goal, and destroying the ring is the most critical. You have the value of making the entire war win faster, but you have lost the power to make it fail. If you feel safe, then be inside."
Chapter completed!