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Chapter 87: The Light of Earendil

"Light will surely drive out darkness, and Middle-earth will usher in a new era, but there will be no place for you there."

A voice came from behind everyone.

What followed was a holy light that pushed back the dark forces.

"Lady Galadriel!"

Everyone showed a look of surprise.

Galadriel, dressed in white, walked over, emitting a moonlight-like glow, which made the surrounding dark forces retreat as if burned.

When the Demon Eye saw Galadriel, its pupils shrank and its hollow and cold voice became low.

"You always show up at the wrong time."

"No, you woke up in the wrong place." Galadriel stepped onto the scorched earth, ignoring the scorching flames, and approached Sauron's Eye.

"Sauron, servant of Dark Morgoth, you have no power here. You have no one to rely on. You have no name, no face, no form. Return to the void where you belong!"

Galadriel held up a crystal bottle that seemed to contain stars, and the bottle released extremely dazzling starlight.

It is a crystal bottle containing the Light of Earendil, which contains powerful divine power and has a natural inhibitory effect on evil creatures and dark forces.

The Light of Earendil is the light of Earendil's Star, the brightest morning star in Middle-earth.

Eärendil is Elrond's father. He wears the Silmaril made by Fëanor and sails across the sky in a white ship. The light of the Silmaril on his head becomes the "Star of Hope" of Middle-earth.

The Silmarils were holy objects created by Fëanor using the light of the Two Trees. They were treasures coveted even by Morgoth, Sauron's former master, and triggered the war between the elves and Morgoth in the First Age.

The crystal bottle in Galadriel's hand stores the light of the Silmarils and the glory of the Two Trees.

Under the urging of Galadriel with all her strength, the light of Earendil in the crystal bottle burst out with the most powerful divine power.

Under the illumination of the Light of Earendil, Sauron's Eye was corroded quickly as if encountering sulfuric acid, and he let out bursts of painful screams.

The demonic eye cracked in the stream of light, and a shriek tore through the sky: "You will eventually fall into darkness!"

The smoke and dust dissipated, the Demon Eye shattered, and only a dark red star shot rapidly to the east, leaving a sulfur fire mark in the clouds.

Sauron was defeated again, lost his power, and fled in embarrassment.

Galadriel, who cast the Light of Earendil, staggered back exhausted, and was supported in time by Elrond and Gandalf. She fell pale into Gandalf's arms.

The crystal bottle in his hand also became dim.

"Lady Galadriel, are you okay?" Gandalf asked with concern.

Everyone gathered around and looked at Galadriel with concern.

Galadriel shook her head and looked towards the Far East, her eyes filled with worry. "Although we have temporarily expelled him, Sauron's spirit still survives. He could return at any time!"

"This is already a very good result, my lady," Glorfindel comforted her. "Sauron suffered heavy losses this time. His form has been destroyed, and his power has been lost again. Only a wisp of soul remains, and it will be difficult for him to recover in a short time."

"And as long as the One Ring remains in this world, Sauron can never be destroyed."

Elrond said solemnly, "Sauron has fled to the Far East, most likely hiding in his lair of Mordor. We need to warn Gondor and have them be on the alert for the Mordor region."

Gandalf's gaze fell on the outside of the castle of Dol Guldur. As Sauron was defeated, the gathered orcs fled into the dense forest.

"When the Orcs fled, they were scattered but orderly, retreating northeast. It was obvious that someone was manipulating them from behind."

His eyes met Dui's, and a look of worry appeared on his face.

“I’m afraid that after Azog’s death, a new leader has quickly emerged in Orcs, which is not good news for us!” Dui didn’t seem to care much about these things. He looked at Galadriel, whose face was still pale, and took out a bottle of potion from his spatial bag.

"Lady Galadriel, this is a soothing potion I made. Perhaps it can help you."

Galadriel did not reject Dui's kindness and smiled at him.

Dui almost got lost in this smile, and quickly shifted her gaze, silently praying in her heart that she had a husband.

Galadriel smiled even more widely when she saw his embarrassment.

She looked at the red potion given by Dui curiously, drank it in one breath, and the bitter taste made her frown slightly.

But the effect of the potion was also very obvious. A blush quickly appeared on the pale face, and he no longer looked weak and powerless as before.

"Thank you for your potion, Dui'er, I feel much better!" A hint of surprise flashed in Galadriel's eyes. She didn't expect that Dui's potion was so effective.

Dui was even more surprised that an ordinary person only needed three drops of tonic to recover.

But Galadriel took a whole bottle directly and recovered a little.

Such a gap made Dui secretly shocked.

Seeing that Galadriel had recovered a lot, the others looked at Dui with even more surprise.

Elrond looked at Dewi with a kinder look.

"Today's victory over Sauron will be recorded in epic history, and the wizard Duir played a great role! If it weren't for your powerful spell that severely damaged Sauron and caused his body to collapse, we would not have been able to gain the upper hand until Lady Galadriel successfully banished Sauron."

The others agreed with Elrond's words and acknowledged Dewi's contribution in the battle.

It also completely put him on the same level as them.

But Gandalf still said with some concern: "Duir, although I am worrying too much, I hope you will not indulge yourself in black magic. There is nothing wrong with pursuing power, but you must not let yourself fall into darkness and become a slave to power."

Although the others didn't say anything, their eyes showed the same meaning.

The Avada Kedavra curse cast by Dui was filled with a strong aura of black magic, and naturally could not be hidden from the eyes of these powerful people in front of him.

Dui was a little surprised and shocked when he heard this. He had thought that these decent people in front of him would disapprove of his use of black magic, or even strongly oppose it.

Unexpectedly, it was just a reminder for him not to indulge in black magic.

"Thank you for your reminder, Gandalf, I will pay attention to it!" Dui nodded seriously.

He naturally knew that black magic was very dangerous and that excessive indulgence in it would change one's mind and even distort one's soul.

The essence of black magic is to harm, control or deprive life. Its power is closely related to negative emotions (such as hatred, greed, cruelty, etc.). Being in such extreme emotions for a long time will gradually distort a person's mind.

Moreover, the misuse of black magic can cause visible damage to the user's body, and their appearance will become unrecognizable.

Just like the Death Eaters in the Harry Potter world, each of them has a gloomy and twisted appearance, a crazy and cruel personality, and even like Voldemort, they no longer look like human beings.

The people present were all knowledgeable and wise, so they could naturally see that Dui was not just agreeing to the situation.

So the look he gave Dui became more appreciative and friendly.

Over the long years, they have seen countless talented people go astray in their pursuit of power.

They don’t hope that those who are fighting alongside them now will one day fall into darkness or even stand on the opposite side.

(End of this chapter)