Like the disappeared nine ring spirits, Sauron did not die; with the power of the One Ring as his last support, even if his spirit was pierced by Lin You's stick, he could still keep his life.

Of course, their lives are hanging by a thread. The formless Sauron and the Ringwraiths have not escaped the cage created by the dimensional space. Whether they can survive in the end depends on what Lin You plans to do.

If the writer insists on killing the Dark Lord, then so be it. Just because Maia and mortals can't do something doesn't mean that the true God can't do it either.

The One Ring is just a storage of Sauron's power. It is not a real "lich's phylactery" or a Horcrux, and its greatest function is not to save lives. It is like an infusion tube that provides energy for a vegetative person to survive, leaving the patient with a chance of waking up in the future; but if someone stabs the patient's heart with a knife or shoots the patient in the head, no amount of tubes can save his life.

Lin You finally chose to show mercy. He did not intend to completely destroy the subsequent plot of the Lord of the Rings story; since he had reached a cooperative intention with Manwe Sulimu to relocate the gap in time and space, he should respect the great movement of "Yiru".

Soren should be a stepping stone for mankind to rise again and unite, and a whetstone for mankind to sharpen its own will; therefore, it is better to save his life and use it to start the fourth era of history in the future!
Lin You looked around, measured the size of the Khandum Fortress in his mind, and suddenly inserted the scepter in his hand into the ground.

A thunderous sound came from underground, first like the turning of a millstone, then like a thousand horses galloping, and finally like a raging wave hitting the shore, breaking the sky. The violent vibration spread from deep underground to the surface, and the surrounding mountains "trembled" and soon collapsed one after another; earth, rocks, grass and trees poured down, flooding the road in the valley and completely filling the low-lying areas.

The already dilapidated Khandum was reduced to ruins in the earthquake; the high walls collapsed, the moat was blocked, and then the earth, rocks and mud from the top of the mountain fell down, burying the last traces of the fortress.

As the capital of the Kingdom of Angmar, even the last material remains have disappeared since the kingdom's political organization collapsed a thousand years ago.

"This is your punishment, Dark Lord; because you dared to invade my world." Lin You whispered softly, but every word frightened Sauron. "I promise you, if you and your men dare to provoke me in any way in the future, then the scene of the One Ring being thrown into Mount Doom will no longer be a prophecy."

The solemn voice with divinity gradually faded away, and the dimensional space was also released. Seeing a way to survive, Sauron fled without hesitation, turning into a gust of wind and heading straight south; he completely ignored the fact that there were still many orcs and mountain people tribes living in the valleys and caves outside the Angmar Mountains, who were waiting for orders at a loss after the "earthquake".

Lin You didn't want to stay any longer. He was eager to find a suitable place for the exit of the space-time gap in the demon hunter world. If it weren't for Manwe's request, he would have left this world long ago. But just as he was about to open the dimensional door, he noticed two familiar figures at the foot of the mountain in the distance.

One is sloppy, the other is casual.

Therefore, the direction of the dimensional gate was temporarily changed.

"I thought you had gone far away. Do you think the journey is too long and want to take a ride with me?"

When Lin You suddenly appeared in front of the two wizards, the two old men were each holding a pipe and smoking passionately in the smoke; their intoxicated expressions seemed as if they were not smoking tobacco, but some kind of leaves.

Seeing Lin You's elusive figure, Gandalf, who had long seen his abilities, was not surprised at all, but said in a somewhat intoxicated voice: "It was my idea. Radagast originally wanted to run south as soon as possible, but I thought we could stay and wait and see.

If you win, then we don't have to travel all the way; if you don't win - of course, the possibility is not great, then someone has to pass the news back as soon as possible. But it seems unnecessary, no wonder Lady Galadriel admires your strength - destroying a fortress with one blow. "Lin You knew that the old wizard was playing mad again, and teased: "If I hadn't come, you would have been beaten to death; if I lost, would you still be able to escape?"

"That's different, Bryce." Gandalf took a deep breath and blew out seven or eight smoke rings happily. "We were ambushed at the gate of Carn Dum and fell into a circle set by others. If we were in the wild, even if the Ringwraiths were riding monsters in the sky, they might not be able to catch up with these big rabbits."

"So I wonder why you would run into an ambush? Even the elves couldn't track you down, and Manwe Sullimo had to warn them personally and ask me to come and rescue you."

"Is it the King of Arda? I never expected it. It shouldn't have come to this." Gandalf muttered in a low voice, embarrassed. "The tombs of the Ringwraiths in Mount Rhudaur were opened from the inside out. We knew at a glance that Angmar and other Ringwraiths had escaped. We originally planned to return to Rivendell to report the news, but when we got to the Misty Mountains, we found that many 'mountain men' were migrating northward in groups.

I remember clearly that these "mountain men" were allies of the Witch-king of Angmar, helping him to usurp the Kingdom of Rhudaur; they also sent troops to help him many times, destroying Cardolan and Arthedain, and completely severing the legitimacy of the Kingdom of Arnor in the north. So, when I saw their unusual movements, I thought of Angmar, and followed their footsteps. "

Lin You suddenly realized: "And then he followed all the way into the trap?"

"I have to admit that I'm a little anxious. You don't know that the time when the Witch Kingdom of Angmar was at its peak was also the darkest days in the North. Humans and elves had to join hands to fight it, and assembled the largest coalition force since the end of the 'War of the Last Alliance' to completely defeat it." Gandalf narrated the history of a thousand years ago, feeling full of emotion.

The five Maia wandered around Middle-earth for nearly two thousand years. It is estimated that he had witnessed the history of the Kingdom of Angmar, which was no more than a thousand years ago, with his own eyes, and it is not ruled out that he might have participated in it personally.

"Impatientness leads to mistakes! However, this incident in the former Kingdom of Angmar proves that the restoration of the Durin Dwarves is necessary and must succeed. The geographical location of the Lonely Mountain is just right to drive a nail between the former Kingdom of Angmar and Sauron's eastern allies; and it can also support the Woodland Kingdom in the Mirkwood south of the Lonely Mountain." Lin You couldn't help but tease, "Now, you can finally speak loudly in front of Saruman and prove that you are right."

Gandalf exhaled a long breath and blew out a straight line of smoke more than ten feet long. "Oh, I'd better not make trouble for that. I am more concerned about Sauron; I don't know where he will escape to after leaving Carn Dum."

"He will either return to his lair in Mordor or remain a coward. He will not dare to show himself again until he is sure that I have left Middle-earth."

Lin You was talking when he suddenly remembered a situation that he had overlooked;
"I almost forgot that Sauron and Smaug were both followers of Morgoth, right? Do you think they will cooperate again? Smaug, a giant dragon, alone occupied a city as big as the Lonely Mountain, which was useless except for sleeping on it; but if he was handed over to Sauron, he would be of great use."

Gandalf was stunned at first, then his brows furrowed deeper and deeper. He quickly put out his tobacco, jumped on the sled, patted his old friend on the shoulder and urged him: "Hurry, Radagast, we can't take a ride anymore. You have to take me east, through the Misty Mountains to the Mirkwood. Hurry, we have to meet up with the dwarves as soon as possible."

Before the sled started, the gray-robed wizard took the time to wave to Lin You and said, "Thank you for the reminder. I can only repay you for saving my life when I have the chance."

The rabbit-pulled sled travels at a speed that absolutely defies the laws of physics, and its acceleration from 0 to 100 km/h in the rugged wilderness even exceeds that of most sports cars.

"Later? It's better not to see each other again in the future." Lin You looked at the backs of the two wizards flying away, muttering to himself with anxiety, "I have been delayed in Arda for too long." (End of this chapter)