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The commotion caused by this awe-inspiring power was even heard by Saruman, who was at the top of the wizard's tower.

Just as he turned his head to look down again, he saw hundreds of tree people working together to smash through the stone wall on one side of the reservoir.

The surging waves poured down, washing over the tree-man's body and then spreading across the entire highland plain.

The water washed away countless orc corpses and the blood and flesh sediment in the ore pits.

Seeing the vast expanse of water before them, the old tree man helped the fallen young tree man up, and they cheered together.

What comes from nature will return to nature. The corpses of the orcs and the blood and flesh sediment in the mine pits eventually became nourishment for the Fargon Forest.

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"Damn Treants!! You all deserve to die!!!"

Saruman, who had witnessed the entire process from atop the wizard's tower, had a drastic change in expression, which was replaced by pure rage.

The destruction of the mine pits and the loss of the original genes used to cultivate the Orcs meant that Saruman's efforts over the past few decades would be in vain.

If he wants to breed powerful orcs again, he'll have to start all over again.

Putting aside the time cost, the mental effort required alone would make Saruman want to vomit blood.

The Treant race, who caused all these losses, was naturally regarded as his enemy.

So Saruman, standing by the window, raised his wand with bloodshot eyes. With the great amplification of the wizard tower, the wand flashed with a blood-red light, aiming directly at the jubilant treants below.

"Death~"

With a loud shout, a crimson light carrying the aura of death shot out, rushing towards the treant below like a vicious dragon.

But this force had only flown a short distance when it was as if it had been grabbed by a ruthless hand, stirred into a red vortex, and then slowly dissipated.

"Have you forgotten that I'm still here?"

A mocking voice rang in his ears, causing Saruman to turn around and look at the humans beside the stone table.

The other person remained as relaxed as before.

The slightly raised hands proved that it was undoubtedly the other person who had stopped him just now.

"Are you really that determined to go against me?" Saruman's expression grew even more gloomy as everything went wrong.

“No, no, no, you must have misunderstood the situation. It’s you who’s been causing trouble, not me…” Mike stood up and looked at Saruman, saying with a slightly serious expression, “Besides, you’re not qualified to be my opponent.”

Before Saruman could launch another attack, Mike unleashed a sealing ability on him.

When the platinum rune chains touched Saruman, they immediately sealed all of his magic.

"What did you do to me?" After losing his power, Saruman finally felt fear.

“As you can see, you are now mortal. Now, go to the top of the tower and calm down.” After saying this, Mike took the wand from Saruman’s hand, then used divine power to lift him up and send him to the top platform to enjoy the cool breeze.

As a Maiar, Saruman was a direct subordinate of Ilúvatar, the creator god, so how to deal with him was a problem.

After all, one should consider the owner before beating a dog.

Mike, who was planning to stay in Middle-earth for a while, never thought he would provoke Ilúvatar at this time.

So, after initially punishing Saruman, Mike seized a gust of wind and used it to send a message to another white-robed wizard.

As fellow employees of Ilúvatar, matters that Mike couldn't handle himself could be left to Gandalf to resolve.

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Chapter 640 Suspicion and Human Nature

By this time, the Fellowship of the Ring, having already left Lothlórien, had traveled along the Anduin River and arrived at the Van Gogh Forest.

This forest is located on the northern border of Rohan, and further ahead lies the territory of the Rohan Kingdom.

Having arrived here, the Fellowship of the Ring has completed half of its journey.

Seeing that everyone looked tired from their long journey, Gandalf decided to let them rest on the spot before continuing their journey.

"Great, I can finally rest. My legs are about to break from walking so much!"

"Yeah, I never thought traveling would be so tiring!!!"

Piping and Meili, who were on their first long trip, immediately lay down on the grass on the hillside after hearing the instruction that they could rest.

These two of Frodo's playmates were no less wealthy than the Baggins family in the Shire, and were definitely among the richest people in the area.

Therefore, their previous life could be described as pampered.

Their joining the Fellowship of the Ring out of curiosity has certainly taught them a lesson.

“Lord Frodo, go and rest for a while. I'll go see if there's anything I can do to help…”

Compared to the three wealthy "young masters," Sam, who was often responsible for running errands, was obviously much stronger physically.

After the group stopped, he went to help Jin Pi and the others who were busy preparing a hot meal for everyone.

As for Frodo, who had come this far on a sense of responsibility, his physical strength was not much better than Pippin's and Merry's.

Although he really wanted to help Sam cook, it was clear that he wasn't capable enough.

So in the end, he could only walk over and sit down next to the wizard who was smoking a pipe.

“Will we succeed?”

Frodo, who harbored many worries, inevitably found himself lost in thought when he had free time.

As one of the people he trusted most, Gandalf was naturally a good confidant.

"It will succeed~" Gandalf gazed at the distant jungle, preoccupied with his own thoughts, and thus failed to notice the bewildered expression on Frodo's face.

"What kind of person is this Dark Lord Sauron you're talking about? And where will the Elves go after the One Ring is destroyed?" The enormous Dark Lord's Eye seen in the Pensieve made Frodo very wary of Sauron.

At the same time, I also feel sympathy for the elves who were unjustly implicated by the Ring.

Even though the Elven Queen had once coveted the One Ring, it did not prevent Frodo from having a favorable impression of the Elven race.

"The story of Sauron, the Dark Lord, is a long one..." Gandalf exhaled a puff of smoke, preparing to give Frodo a brief introduction to Sauron.

After all, as a Fellow of the Ring, Frodo was naturally the Dark Lord's enemy. Knowing more about one's opponent is never a bad thing.

Before the wizard could say anything more, a gentle breeze reached his ear.

Then, Gandalf's expression suddenly became complicated.

As fellow Maiar sent to Middle-earth to maintain peace, Gandalf always regarded Saruman as a fellow traveler and held him in high esteem.

It's important to know that Saruman, once the only white wizard in Middle-earth, while somewhat arrogant, did make significant contributions to the fight against the forces of darkness over the past millennium.

This very "pioneer" has now betrayed us and joined the dark side.

"Isengard... Wizard Tower... Orcs..."

Gandalf pondered the message carried by the breeze, then suddenly rose and gathered the group, saying, "I have some business to attend to and need to leave for a while. I will be waiting for you at the border of Gondor after I have finished my business."

"Aragorn, the safety of the Fellowship of the Ring is now in your hands."

Isengard is located at the border between Rohan and Gondor, and it is also the only place the Fellowship of the Ring can pass through on their way to Mount Doom.

Therefore, Gandalf wanted to go ahead and check on Saruman's situation.

“No problem, leave the Fellowship of the Ring to me.” Although he didn’t know what had happened, seeing the wizard’s anxious expression, Aragorn immediately accepted the task.

As a descendant of the Queen of the Isildur, Aragorn hadn't been wasting his years in the northern highlands.

In his view, there was no major problem in taking care of the escort team.

“Sam, you’re a good boy. Take good care of Frodo for me…” Along the way, Gandalf had come to realize that Sam was a kind and trustworthy man.

And most importantly, he had a close relationship with Frodo.

Therefore, before leaving, Gandalf gave Sam a few more instructions and handed him the bag of provisions that Lambbas had prepared.

……

“Alright, everyone get moving. Boromir, Pippin, and Merry, go into the woods and see if you can find any firewood. Let’s start a fire and cook as soon as possible, so we can meet up with Gandalf at the Gondor border after we’ve eaten…” After the wizard left, Aragorn arranged everyone’s itinerary.

To get to the border of Gondor, you have to cross the entire Kingdom of Rohan. The distance isn't exactly far, but it's certainly not short either.

Based on the previous pace of the escort team, it would take three or four days, but if they sped up, they could arrive in two or three days.

Special circumstances call for special measures, and Aragorn had confidence in the Fellowship of the Ring.

But just to be on the safe side, he decided to have everyone speed up their journey.

"Ah~ We haven't rested enough yet!!!..."

Piping and Merri, who were resting on the ground, couldn't help but complain after receiving the mission.

Of course, despite their grumbling, the two eventually headed into the jungle.

It's summer now, and finding enough firewood to cook a meal for everyone in the wild isn't easy.

On the other hand, Boromir had already vaguely guessed Aragorn's identity.

Boromir's feelings toward this descendant of the Gondorian royal family were extremely complex.

On one side is his power-hungry regent father, and on the other is the legitimate royal line of Gondor.

When the two sides meet, friction is inevitable.

As the eldest son of the Regent of Gondor, Boromir inevitably harbored some selfish motives. This made him unsure of how to treat Aragorn, a descendant of the royal family.

Of course, aside from his own selfish motives, Boromir was not a bad person at heart.

Therefore, after receiving the task from Aragorn, he did not deliberately oppose him, but obediently walked into the jungle.

Of the remaining people, Kingpie and Sam continued to build the boiler to prepare for cooking, while the elf prince Legolas was in charge of security.

In an instant, Frodo was left all alone, with nothing to do.

The wizard's departure left the hobbit feeling very uneasy. The various thoughts swirling in his mind added to his immense pressure.

Frodo felt a sense of suffocation and wanted to go for a walk to clear his head.

So while everyone else was busy, Frodo walked alone toward the surrounding hillsides.

Legolas and Aragorn quickly noticed the Ringbearer's movements, but both could tell that Frodo was under a lot of pressure lately, and that the surrounding area was open and there was no danger as long as Frodo did not go far.

Therefore, both of them tacitly approved of the person observing the precepts going out to relax.

Meanwhile, on the side of the dark forces, the Ringwraiths had been keeping an eye on the Shire's situation.

When the One Ring appeared there, Mike first helped look after the Ringbearer, and then Gandalf stayed by Frodo's side to protect him.

This also meant that the Ringwraith King Angmar, who was secretly following Frodo the Ringbearer, never found a good opportunity to make a move.

Now, with neither Mike nor Gandalf around, the one who had taken the vows chose to act alone.

This undoubtedly gave the Witch-King of Angmar an opportunity to act.

So, as Frodo unknowingly walked into the depths of the forest, the elven sword Spikes hanging at his waist suddenly emitted a blue light and began to vibrate incessantly.

"Who's there?" The perceptive Frodo had heard from his uncle Bilbo about the magic of the Spiked Sword, which would emit strange sounds whenever it touched an enemy.

Of the Fellowship of the Ring, only Boromir had ever shown greed for the One Ring. So Frodo drew his dagger and tentatively called out, "Boromir, is that you?"

It's clear that Frodo has become somewhat paranoid after the incident with the Elf Queen.

In fact, if he had paid a little attention, he would have noticed that since leaving Rivendell, Boromir had been keeping his distance from the Ring.

Having personally experienced the strange power of the One Ring, Boromir, knowing his own lack of willpower, no longer had any desire for its power.

"Did I guess wrong?"

Frodo also learned from his uncle Bilbo that the Spiked Sword would only emit a blue light when it was attacked by evil forces.

Boromir had been traveling with the Fellowship of the Ring and had obviously not had the opportunity to be corrupted by the dark forces.

Just as Frodo was feeling uneasy, the terrifying figure of the Witch King of Angmar gradually materialized behind him, and the cursed sword in his hand pierced towards his back.

"Uh~"

The immense force sent Frodo flying.

If it weren't for the mithril armor he was wearing underneath, that sword would have surely pierced his heart.

Frodo, who had fallen to the ground in a disheveled state, touched his soft armor with relief, then rolled over and looked back, only to see a terrifying black shadow floating in the air.

"Hand over the One Ring!"