The Lagrange Kingdom was flourishing, but Sauron of Mordor was in no beautiful mood at all...
"Sernal..." Sauron murmured softly as he stared at the One Ring shattered into several pieces before him. He simply could not understand why Sernal had betrayed him. How could a Nazgûl, corrupted and controlled by the One Ring, break free of its control?
"Strange... strange!" Sauron silently stared at the One Ring broken into several fragments, his eyes full of confusion. He had forged these rings one by one and given them to men. In all these years, this was the first time a Nazgûl had escaped his control.
"My lord! What should we do now?" Uwasa appeared before Sauron like a ghost, dropping to one knee as he spoke with utmost respect. His distorted face was hidden beneath his helmet, leaving only the soul-fire in his eyes flickering and dancing.
"Order the Orcs to rebuild Barad-dûr!" After a long silence, Sauron's final order emerged from his armor in a muffled voice.
"This... wouldn't that be too conspicuous?" Uwasa asked with some concern. After all, they were still building up their strength... Building up, my ass! Their entire stockpile was not enough to match what the Lagrange Kingdom had spent in two battles... Mordor was far weaker now than it had been in history! Many sixth-tier Orcs had been wiped out by the Lagrange Kingdom, and its great army had been beaten to near ruin. The worst off were its vassals, the Northern Territory Orcs and the Eastern Yi Chariot People...
Still, compared to history, they held one advantage. In the original history, Sauron did not openly occupy Dol Guldur until the year 2951 of the Third Age, whereas now, this ancient fortress was firmly held by the Nazgûl! Strategically speaking, Mirkwood, the Dead