The messenger looked at Zhao Mai with a smile, which was a confident expression. Zhao Mai's heart was turbulent, like the sea hit by a storm: Zoro had seen through all the strategies, he changed his strategy, no longer rushing to expand, but waited for Frodo to deliver the Supreme Lord of the Ring to his door? What if he took back the army, stationed the Black Gate and Minas Demon Cave, and then closely monitored the Doom Volcano and did not give Frodo the chance to throw the ring in, then everything was over.

Only by relying on his spiritual power to control his expression can Zhao Mai remain "calm and serious" as always. He dared not speak, for fear that his voice would tremble and be heard by the other party. It seems that Mordor's mouth has made up his mind to continue to stimulate Zhao Mai. He took a package from the back of the Flame Skeleton Horse, opened it and displayed it to Zhao Mai.

They were two elves' cloaks, only half the size of the usual ones. "Roslowryn's craftsmanship is a gift to the halfling. Unfortunately, on the land of Mordor, the elves' items are meaningless and will only reveal their whereabouts." The messenger threw the cloak at Zhao Mai, and a gust of wind blew, and the thin and short cloak was blown away halfway.

Zhao Mai shook his arm and wanted to fish, but he stopped it. Mordor continued, "Mr. Zoro said, those powerful people feared the power of the Ring of Power and did not dare to use it, but placed their authority and hope on an innocent race. Halflings are simple, like pastoral and tranquility, and resisting the temptation of power and power is better than others. But where did they get the power to complete their tasks? Why do they serve all humans, elves and dwarves? You want hope, but put your hope on the weakest. Gandalf, Elrond, Grovindale and Kelantriel seem to have defeated, but in fact they gave up because of their timidity, they have decided their fate of failure."

"However," Zhao Mai finally stabilized his emotions and said, "Zoro has not yet obtained the Supreme Lord of the Ring."

"It's about sooner or later." The messenger said, "The Supreme Lord Ring is in Mordor now, which is enough. Do you think Gondor, Rohan and the elves have the ability to break through the Black Gate? One after another, they will all give their lives; one after another, they will all surrender. How long can two short half-lings hide? When their bodies decay, the Dark Demon will take back his weapons and rule the world."

"The first two times he had the ring but could not rule the world." Zhao Mai snorted and said, "This time we should change to use the Supreme Ring. Although Gandalf and the elves gave up, humans have not given up. When Zoro took the ring, he also cut off his fingers by humans, causing failure? Instead of coming to me, it is better to worry about the rising Gondor Emperor."

Mordor stared at Zhao Mai, while Zhao Mai didn't say a word, tightly capturing the other party's eyes. The silent confrontation lasted for a long time. At this time, whoever talked first would be defeated.

Zoro hasn't got the ring yet, which is more important than anything else. Frodo and Sam are in Mordo. Their fighting power is worse than any orc, and they can only defeat one or two lonely goblins at most. In other words, if Zoro discovers them, no matter who they send, they can regain the ring by force. Therefore, Zoro's failure to get the ring means that Zoro did not discover Frodo and Sam.

This means that Zoro was not sure that the Supreme Lord Ring was in Mordor. He did not see it with his own eyes, at most it was heard and wise speculation! Zhao Mai remained silent, just staring at the messenger and watching the flames pounding in his eyes.

"It seems you still don't give up." Mordor said: "Mr. Zoro has completely reduced his troops, canceled his plan to attack Minas Tiris, and wrote a letter to the Regent of Gondor, willing to return the land he had occupied and conclude a peace treaty. I will ask you, in this way, what qualifications do you have to ascend to the throne of the Aragon, the descendant of Isildo, whom you have hoped to? With a broken mouth of Gandalf, Gondor will seize this straw, even if it is just a straw! Gondor is no longer afraid."

Zhao Mai smiled slightly and said, "The Regent of Gondor may surrender timidly, but Aragon will not. If the Supreme Lord Ring cannot make Aragon king of Gondor, then don't you also underestimate the power of the ring?" He raised his right hand, the insect heart ring emitted a brilliant light, and Zoro's messenger wailed and retreated in the light.

"Put it away! I am the messenger, and even the two sides of the war will not kill the messenger!"

"This is the power of a race, a race that Zoro can no longer control." Zhao Mai casually concealed the glory of the ring and said, "How can Zoro manage the world? Those ghosts who don't even have a body? Ha! It's so ridiculous."

"Don't think of deceiving the great Zoro. Calebrepeng has surrendered and told everything. The orc's ring was thrown into the volcano of doomsday and has been destroyed! What you are using is just a trick, a spell that hurts me!"

"I am quite good at using tricks. Even Calebrepeng was deceived." Zhao Mai used a casual move and held the hammer that made the ring in his hand. "Did Calebrepeng say that I threw it down? Look at your ignorant appearance, your understanding of power is really bad. You will be deceived by such a trick of street magicians. You think you can drag it down and wait for victory, but what are the orcs eating? Under this dark sky, what can the fruit grow in the soil? Then, what should I use to defend Black Gate and Minas Demon Cave. Oh, maybe the ghoul of the beast teeth still has a little hope, after all, the undead creatures don't need to eat."

"But there is one thing you may not understand, but your master will understand: the undead has no power to grow, they have no mind, and they cannot be considered a race at all. They cannot form a territory, cannot gather will, and will only continue to consume Zoro's power until he is disgusted and eliminated by this world." Zhao Mai waved his finger and said, "I haven't seen what the Supreme Ring is. Maybe it can be said that the Supreme Ring will win in the end, but Zoro may not be. It's not the only one in this world that represents darkness!"

Mordor looked at the cast ring hammer with a flashing eyes, and finally said, "Tverdo, are you determined to fight the Dark Demon King? Lord Zoro extended his hand of praise to you, so that you will become the general manager of Mordor, or any piece of land you like in this world. Whether it is an elves, humans, dwarves, or even the rat kingdom Charles. But you refuse this kindness. How many orcs will fight you? If I don't say anything else, the orcs behind you will spread the news. Can you deceive yourself, can you still deceive the orcs to work hard for you? You will become the lonely one, what will you use to fight against Lord Zoro?"
Chapter completed!