Chapter 172

Midsummer night.

The sky is dotted with stars.

At the foot of the misty mountains, on the edge of a forest, the fire flickered.

"Pop... Pop..."

The dry wood cracked and exploded in the fire.

Above the campfire, the smell of the cooking pot overflowed.

Morgan got up and stirred the pot with a spoon.

Sitting back, he reached out and took several sausages strung on one side and began to bake them on the campfire.

It has been more than a month since I left the dark forest.

The weather has also moved from warm spring to hot summer.

All these years.

Morgan really doesn't like traveling in summer.

The reason is naturally that it is too hot.

But the shire is too far from the woodland kingdom.

Bilbo's birthday celebration is just in early autumn.

Unless the time is too early, he can't avoid summer if he wants to go to shire.

Morgan has lived in the Middle Earth for many years. The farthest place to go and stay for the longest time is shire.

Because of his relationship with Bilbo.

Also because of the beautiful scenery of shire.

Ravendale has also been there several times.

Then there is the erebo dwarf Kingdom on the lonely mountain and valley town, which have been visited the most.

Because it's the closest.

Speaking of, since the end of the battle of the five armies in Gushan.

Morgan was very active in the first few years. Every once in a while, he would go out to find friends to drink.

But over time.

Morgan's mind gradually calmed down and didn't want to walk easily.

Even so.

Morgan went out too often than the elves of the woodland kingdom.

Especially serandil, the ELF KING.

After Morgan moved into the dark forest, he left the Kingdom only a handful of times.

Of course, for immortal elves, decades is only a very short period of life.

Over the years, they have long been used to the "house" life.

Time passed slowly.

"Gulu Gulu..."

The thick soup in the boiler finally boils and rolls, and the fragrance is scattered.

The sausage in Morgan's hand also exudes the unique aroma of roast sausage.

Soon, he had an extra bottle of spices on one hand.

When expensive spices are sprinkled on the roast sausage, the aroma becomes more and more intense.

Put away the spice bottle. Morgan picked up the baked one and put it to his mouth to bite it.

At this time, a sudden sound of rapid footsteps came from the depths of the forest.

The footsteps were light and fast, followed by a low roar and a strange cry.

Morgan doesn't have to look back to know what's coming.

Because since this time near the misty mountains.

He has been harassed more than once.

He put the sausage in his hand on the baking plate beside him.

Morgan immediately got up and took down the long bow and arrow from his back with one hand.

At the moment of turning around, the long bow has been pulled into a full moon, and three arrows are ready to go on the bow string.

Then Morgan saw what was coming: five Orc scouts in armor riding on the gray black ferocious wolf.

Such a small Orc scouting wolf team, including today's one, is the third one Morgan has encountered in recent days.

The moment he saw the target, Morgan immediately pulled the bow string.

"Whoosh..."

Three arrows rushed at the five excited and strange screams, and the orc wolf scouts shot away.

"Bang..."

"Bang..."

"Bang..."

There were no accidents.

The three arrows accurately hit the heads or eyes of the three fastest wolves.

The three wolves who were shot immediately fell to the ground.

The three orcs on their backs were immediately overturned.

The remaining two orcs rode on a wolf and rushed towards Morgan without fear.

Next second.

Two arrows appeared out of thin air in Morgan's hands.

When Morgan's bow was stretched, two arrows were shot out in an instant.

"Bang Bang..."

There was no suspense, and the remaining two wolves fell to the ground with arrows in their heads again.

Two orcs were thrown off the wolf's back and fell to the ground.

At this time, the three and a half animals that had just been dropped by the wolf had climbed up, waved their weapons and shouted at Morgan.

See the orcs coming.

Morgan grinned, revealing Sen Han's white teeth.

Then he threw the long bow aside, raised his hand and pulled out the elf sword around his waist.

This sword was forged by high elves in the first era and is famous as the sword worn by King gondolin.

He made great achievements in Morgan's hands.

Today, even after countless battles with Morgan, the sword is still shining as new.

Now face these orcs.

The body of the granray sword, which is specially forged to deal with the orcs, always emits light blue light.

The two nearest orcs have turned over and stood up. Watching the human who dropped the longbow, they are more and more angry and scream.

"Kill him!"

"Kill human bastards!"

Look at the orcs rushing by.

Morgan stepped forward quickly and immediately launched a special skill in his heart: "flash!"

At the moment of skill launch, Morgan disappeared in place.

No, it's not disappearing!

But he is so fast that ordinary people can't see it with the naked eye.

Next second.

Morgan's figure with a long sword appeared behind two orcs who rushed forward quickly.

Then.

"Bang Bang..."

Two muffled sounds came.

The two orcs behind him immediately fell to the ground.

Two ugly and ferocious heads immediately fell and rolled out with the body falling to the ground.

Looking at this terrible scene, the remaining three orcs suddenly widened their eyes and Shengsheng stopped.

Just a face-to-face, all five wolves on his side died, plus the strange death of two partners.

The three orcs, who were so angry just now, couldn't feel it.

At this time, he was awakened and immediately realized the power and horror of human strength in front of him.

Morgan went on with his sword.

Three orcs, look at me, I'll look at you.

Not only did no one dare to come forward, but began to retreat.

"Run!"

One of the frightened orcs immediately roared.

The three orcs immediately turned and ran back.

Two run in the same direction, the other is smarter and runs separately in the other direction.

"Run... Where can you go!"

Looking at the three escaped orcs, Morgan grinned and put the elf sword back into the scabbard at his waist.

Next second.

A new long bow and two arrows appeared out of thin air.

With a bow and an arrow, Morgan didn't have to aim deliberately. He raised his hand and shot at the two orcs in the distance ahead.

"Whoosh..."

Two arrows burst out.

Next second.

The two orcs in the rush immediately fell to the ground one after another and did not move.

Then look at the escape direction of the remaining ORC.

Morgan reached out and quickly pulled an arrow from the quiver on his back.

Looking at the orcs disappearing in the dark forest in the distance, he opened his bow and arrow to aim at the orcs in the distance, raised some angles slightly, and then loosened the bowstring.

"Whoosh..."

The arrow roared out quickly with the sound of breaking through the air.

Soon, a shrill scream resounded through the forest.

Back to the campfire again.

The sausage in the baking tray is still warm.

The thick soup in the pot is also delicious and hot.

Morgan scooped up the steaming mushroom soup all night, put it to his mouth and drank it in one gulp.

Then he took a long breath.

I just feel that all the fatigue of this day has melted away in this bowl of hot soup.

In recent years.

The orcs' range of activities is becoming wider and more rampant.

It was four years ago that he last crossed the misty mountains.

That year, at the invitation of Lord eldron.

Morgan spent a month in ravendale.

At that time, there was no sign of ORC activity when we crossed the pass of the misty mountains back and forth.

Unexpectedly, only four or five years have passed.

The orcs became active again.

However, thinking of the story in my memory, the Mordor was already planning a war, and it didn't seem strange that the orcs were active.

It's getting darker.

The cool wind is blowing on the edge of the forest.

Morgan sat in front of the campfire and enjoyed his dinner quietly.

Next to the big tree, a tall white horse was swinging its tail, lowering its head and chewing grass leisurely.

In the forest a little farther away.

The bodies of the three escaped orcs have been gnawed clean.

The bodies of two orcs closer to the fire are still intact.

Seems to be aware of Morgan's powerful breath.

Even if the surrounding forest aimed at the two Orc corpses, there were a lot of creatures.

But no one dared to come forward.

Morgan didn't care about the green and red eyes in the fire.

After dinner.

Morgan cleaned up and added more to the campfire. He wrapped his blanket and leaned against the big tree, ready to rest.

But before the break.

Mind fretting.

"Brush..."

Virtual data flashing light white began to appear in front of us.

[Time Traveler: Morgan]

[race: human]

[biological level: Level 2]

[soul power: 2]

[attributes: strength lv6; physique lv6 +; agility lv6; spirit LV5]

[abilities: general language; Muay Thai Lv2; white crow sword (mastery) lv4; bow and arrow (mastery) lv4; rock body (special skill); dragon power (special skill); charge (special skill); mental impact (special skill); eagle eye (special skill); flash (special skill)]

[talent: Intimacy (special skill)]

[current world exploration progress: 9.99%]

【......】

"Eh..."

Seeing the data behind the column of soul power, Morgan couldn't help but wonder: "there is a little more soul power."

"It seems that we have finally accumulated enough..."

Morgan had a little surprise.

Pathetic.

After the war of the five armies in Gushan.

With the continuous improvement of Morgan's strength, the original difficulty of obtaining has been greatly improved, and it is more and more difficult to earn.

For nearly 60 years.

Plus the on the current panel, he only got four points of soul power.

But there's no way.

There is no large-scale battle, just rely on the harvest on the way from time to time.

Morgan did his best.

As for going farther, traveling, exploring and playing strange.

Morgan thought it over and gave up.

The difficulty of obtaining soul power with his current strength.

If the orcs were taken as an example, he estimated that he would have to kill at least one or two hundred orcs to earn some soul power.

What is this concept?

With the defeat of the five armies in Gushan.

The orcs have shrunk.

Where can Morgan travel to find such a number of orcs or monsters for him to kill.

Of course, Morgan does know that there are enough monsters in some places.

For example, the underground goblin monster Kingdom visited by the expedition, or the orc nest modo in the south of central earth.

However, Morgan is far from growing up to be able to deal with an entire army on his own.

Once besieged by the army, he will end up dead.

Therefore, Morgan, who has carefully measured his gains and losses, has no intention of traveling far.

Moreover, with his previous wealth in the expedition, he doesn't have to take the so-called task for money.

With tarrell's company.

When bored, go to the lonely mountain erebo dwarf Kingdom and valley town, or further ravendale and shire to find good friends to drink.

Morgan has had a leisurely and satisfied life over the years.

Plus after the back and tarrell had two children, Evelyn and Ulysses.

He is happier.

......

Look back at the virtual data panel.

Morgan kept looking down.

Soon, look at the exploration progress of "9.99%" behind the world exploration progress column.

Morgan sighed a little.

Compared with soul power.

Since the war of the five armies in Gushan, the progress of world exploration has been slower, and now it has almost stalled.

You know, two years ago, the progress of exploration was slowly ground to "9.99%".

Then you can't move anymore.

Up to now, it is still 9.99%.

For two years.

Let Morgan have more thinking and understanding of the progress of system exploration.

In his opinion, this should be stuck to a node.

Need more important characters, or more important plot.

With Morgan's participation, it is possible to make the exploration progress break through the node of 9.99%.

This also convinced him that as long as it can break through 9.99%.

It should be highly possible to achieve new achievements.

Just like when the exploration progress reached 1% for the first time.

That time, he got a dimensional space ring.

Next time, what can he get.

Morgan is looking forward to it.

The night deepened.

The campfire was burning quietly.

Morgan, who scattered the virtual panel, fell asleep with his eyes closed against the tree behind him.

Nothing happened all night.

Morgan woke up the next day and found that the bodies of the two orcs not far away were still the same as they died last night.

Obviously, none of the creatures last night dared to come forward.

After washing, Morgan, who simply solved the breakfast, continued on his way.

......

Two months later.

Morgan finally stepped on the tail of late summer and reached the shire border.

At the same time.

In the shire.

On the liquor bridge.

A tall figure wearing a gray robe and a gray pointed hat is driving a single carriage leisurely on the wide bridge deck.

Naturally, this is Gandalf.

Like Morgan, at Bilbo's invitation, he went to habitun to attend Bilbo's 111th birthday celebration.

South of the shire border.

In a dense towering forest.

Nine Tall Black Knights, fully armed and shrouded in black robes, were riding on nine tall, dark horses with red eyes, galloping in the direction of the shire.