The dark golden chains were wrapped around the hill-like body, and they didn't even forget to bind the fallen head.

So much so that the large amount of black mist that had been lingering all year round in the Demon Shadow quietly dissipated, revealing his true face.

The eyes were scarlet and red, the facial features were twisted and ugly, and the fangs were exposed.

It seems that all the vicious faces in the world gather together, it looks like a terrifying feeling.

The invisible will that was separated from the body was isolated from the chains, wandering without a sound.

The unique shape is the foundation of Morgoth's occupancy of the entire world, and it has a close connection with all the darkness in the world.

However, when the Angänor chains were entangled, the connection was suppressed and disappeared.

However, although there is no certain ability, the special adsorption power still exists, and the will of the magic shadow is constantly attracted.

"Give up this ugly body, or go in and be judged. Milkow, your fate is destined." A majestic voice emerged from the blue robe's mouth.

"For the sake of being a brother, let me go this time, I promise not to confront the West anymore, and I am even willing to worship you as the mainstay."

The pleading voice made Charles, who quietly appeared behind three huge luminous figures, feel a little surprised, and he even feels absurd.

The enemy will not become nervous because of losing his head twice, right?

How could it be so unbearable?

"We have forgiven you, but everything you have done is still full of sin."

A blue-skinned figure snorted coldly.

His tone was firm, and the other two did not see any soft-heartedness, so he saw that asking for something was useless. Morgoth immediately changed his tone, becoming angry and full of accusations.

"The sins you speak are ridiculous. Since my voice exists in the great movement, everything I do is assured. He has not eliminated me, but he has his own reason. You who call him powerful, but you cannot see all this. You are not qualified to judge me!"

"Quote will only make you even more ugly. The light of the world is above the sky, and darkness should retreat. However, the many crimes you have committed are without any scruples and rules, which is enough to destroy you into the void and imprison forever!"

"Maybe I did something out of line, but what you are doing now is destroying everything that was decided!"

The voice said righteously, completely forgetting that he had said arrogantly not long ago.

"Your favorite Elda is destined to disappear and exit Middle Earth. The moment is right now, but if I am imprisoned, do you have to do everything that is destined in the great movement? The evil Western Vila, haha, this is such an interesting title!"

His sarcastic tone even showed a hint of humiliation, and his words were extreme, but it seemed to be from the truth. If it weren't for this, it wouldn't be difficult for him to guess that Vera and others would target him at the opportunity.

The blue figure in the head was hesitant when he heard this, and obviously took the trick of Morgoth.

But another sound suddenly rang.

"Don't believe Milkor's extreme words, destiny has long been changed, and even if we don't take action, the demise of Angban is a foregone conclusion."

That was the fourth sound that was not here, cold and ethereal, but seemed quite influential.

So the hesitant blue figure no longer thought about it and raised his hand to grab the invisible spirit.

The guards there were already silly by the fierce storm clearly visible to the west, so they evacuated one after another despite the orders from the north.

Therefore, the defense line here has basically returned to the hand of the elf!

The elves hurried back to the fortress, shooting the orc team that was rushing over one after another, while looking at the increasingly approaching cracks, they looked worried.

The terrifying deep cracks spread all over the world, as if the entire earth was about to be torn into pieces by it!

“I don’t feel safe either.”

A voice of concern sounded from the city walls and received a similar default.

However, in the end the situation did not develop to the point where the elves were worried.

Because when the cracks all over the mountains spread to the central part of the wasteland, they suddenly stopped.

It was very sudden and very hurrying, as if it was stopped by something.
Chapter completed!