It can be seen from the naked eye that the already gloomy and gray clouds over the desert renamed Anfawuglis quickly surged and turned black, and at the same time, a dark red color like bloodshot spread faintly.

The northern Sangolo Coneme volcano was shaking wildly, and countless gravels rolled and fell off, leaving a team of orcs below just outside the gate. The orc team, which had no time to dodge due to severe neck pain, screamed and split.

The orcs in the major posts within the Anfawuglis were also attacked by sudden neck pain, so that some prisoners who happened to be escorted back had the possibility of escape, chaos arose, and the evil camp fell into severe turmoil.

At this moment, the most obvious one was the least noticeable one. No one in Anfawuglis had the intention to pay attention to the trembling volcano in the north and the abnormal situation above his head.

But in the territory of Dorias, far away in the hinterland of the mainland, Queen Meili'an, who was holding her daughter's hand and chatting, suddenly looked at the north!

Although the sky in Dorias was clear and bright at this time, and the wind was warm around her, she seemed to be able to feel something.

Even after a moment of excavation, he immediately stood up and walked towards a fountain not far away.

"Mother, what's wrong?"

Lucien, who was standing by, was very curious about this.

Wars in Middle-earth are frequent, but the enemy may not have planned to fight against the gray elves, but Dorias has never been attacked, so that the atmosphere here is still calm and peaceful.

Without answering, Meili'an stepped to the fountain, waved his hand at the fountain pool, and saw a hazy scene flashing in the clear pool.

The silver sword light, the angry demon shadow, and the suddenly falling head...

The flashing scenes appear blurry and even a little unclear, but this is the maximum she can do.

In normal times, Meili'an could not detect any scenes inside Angban. At this moment, because the enemy was attacked, he could take advantage of the situation, but...

The hazy picture was enough to reveal some information. She turned her head and looked at her daughter who was staring at her eyes beside her. Meilian asked, "Have you communicated with Canar recently?"

Many of the birds in Middle Earth are very smart, so although communication is difficult, communication will not be completely hindered.

"The last time was two months ago." Lucien's voice was a little confused: "But he only said he would visit the Dwarf Kingdom, and never said he would go to the north... He, mother, Canier, did he kill Morgoth?"

Although she had been confused by the enemy, Lucien did not have any underestimation, because afterwards Meian explained to her that it was because of her strong curse, but it was also closely related to the three diamonds worn by the other party on her head.

"Even if the Western Vera work together, they cannot kill Morgoth, so they can only imprison him, Canier..."

Mei An frowned, but did not say much, but thought for a while and took Lucien's hand.

"We need to go and tell your father about this."

...

Queen Maiya of Dorias was worried about this incident, and some existences far away from another continent also looked in the direction where the change occurred.

A strong throbbing made them unable to ignore it, and then various means were used, and the picture that was clearer than the Meiyan spell flashed out.

Looking at what happened deep in the ground, several invisible wills gathered above the inner lake in a beautiful forest were entangled and communicated with each other.

"This is a chance!"

"But we can't rush to Angban right away."

"Except Ilmu."

"Ilmu himself cannot fight Milkor."

"But he is enough to rescue Canier. It is important to know that if that little guy can defeat Milkor once, he will be very likely to defeat him a second time, and as long as we grasp it, we can completely at the lowest cost..."

"I really want to take action? Nanodo?"

"No matter how much you promise, saving people is important."

After the last majestic voice fell, one of the wills quietly dissipated.

However, within a while, he appeared again.

"I can't get in."

"The little guy has escaped by himself?"

"That's right, just..." Ilmu hesitated and did not say anything in the end. Instead, he suggested: "Milcourt has been irritated. I don't want to give up when I see him. We can take the opportunity to do something."

“Providing help is not consistent with our original intention.”

"Linton is not Nordo, we don't have to stick to this..."

...

In the turbulent situation, all parties responded differently, but what happened after the incident was dead was quite dangerous.

The surging dark will rushed forward fiercely with boundless anger. The person involved, Charles, who was suddenly attacked by this method, groaned and his face turned pale.

However, the attack only came into contact with it for a moment and disappeared, because just before he was attacked, a dark red terrifying figure suddenly rushed out of him like a ghost, and quickly pounced into the void ahead!

The invisible will is invisible to the naked eye, but the dark red ghost is clear and clear.

In the dark darkness, a red skeleton in a tattered robe kept hovering in the void like a fish in the water, and raised his hands and turned sharp and red like a claw!

The ghost is sometimes hazy and like smoke, but sometimes solidifies like a substance. As it entangles, faint anger and scolding continues to be heard. The sound carries a lot of power, and even makes some dark subordinates who have just reacted from the severe pain in the upper hall, and hug their heads and scream again.

At first, this dark will prevailed, and the red skeleton body was constantly dissipated like smoke, but as time passed, the will was inevitably sucked into the huge body that collapsed not far away!

The powerful Morgoth was almost unable to be killed by releasing his own power and fusion and twisting countless dark existences. But at the same time, because of the pull of many darkness, he could not survive without his body!

I had a little soul freedom because of my head being cut off, but this freedom cannot last at all!

So the demise of the destruction that had lost its vitality in the hall trembled all over, and then the headless corpse sat upright and rose up!

The blood-filled corpse sat up behind him, picked up the rolling head beside him and pressed it on his head, which seemed intact for a moment.

However, the existence of the wound made him unable to really press his head up.

At the same time, the red figure that had been entangled with him before suddenly turned into a dark red beam and flew around the broken part of his neck!

This is a deep malice, faintly with it, but it is opposite to hostility.

Morgoth was unable to dispel this power for a moment, and even the wound on his neck collapsed and gushed blood.

Therefore, his already angry mood became even more intense, and when he found that the elf figure in the corner disappeared again, this anger even crossed a top threshold!

"Damn Caner, I will kill all your tribe! I will burn your forest to ashes! I will, I will tear you alive!!"

Angry roar spread throughout Angban. The dark army, which gradually returned to normal due to his "resurrection", moved when they heard the sound. They ran like a huge machine and finally rushed towards the southeast of Angban!
Chapter completed!