A boom resounded from within the Magic Tower, and cracks quickly spread across its outer walls.
Several figures then squeezed out through the cracked wall, drenched in blood and gravely wounded.
"Since you're all in such a hurry to die, I'll send you on your way!"
Sauron's deep voice rang out, and his pitch-black blade emerged from the hole in the wall.
But at that moment, a long halberd came crashing down from the sky onto the black sword!
In an instant, sparks flew everywhere, and the resulting energy shockwave hurled the airborne figures dozens of meters away.
"You are..."
Sauron looked at the figure who had stopped him from killing Gandalf and the others, as though he had remembered something.
As if a realization had struck him, his pupils suddenly contracted.
"Li Mu's army was a feint. You're the real main force!"
Peng Yue sneered. "Enough nonsense. Take this halberd!"
He slashed down fiercely from the sky, a dragon phantom flashing into existence behind him.
"Even if the Eye of Sauron has been severely damaged and the Magic Ring sealed, what can a mere Legion Commander do to me?!"
Sauron clenched his right hand around empty air, and the black Knight Sword automatically flew back into his grasp.
He twisted his wrist, raised the sword tip upward, and with a hook and pull, effortlessly dissolved Peng Yue's attack.
Yet before Sauron could make another move, he felt an icy chill at the back of his neck.
Zhuan Zhu charged in from the flank, his two daggers piercing Sauron's neck like butterflies dancing through flowers.
However, Zhuan Zhu's killing techniques seemed to work only against living creatures of flesh and blood.
That did not include energy beings like Sauron.
In fact, the Fire Lord's elemental form could also counter Zhuan