Chapter 184

Eisinger.

Orsanke stone tower.

As deep and heavy as a tower, it is all over the black marble hall.

After chatting for a while, the two wizards began to meditate.

Gandalf, in his gray robe, stood with a heavy face and a frown.

Sitting on the bench, saluman in a white robe seemed calm, and there was a shadow under his face.

"As long as we move fast enough, we still have time to deal with Sauron."

After a silence, Gandalf said without hesitation.

Even if Saruman is pessimistic about the current situation in the Middle Earth world.

"Time?"

Saruman raised his face from the shadow of lowering his head and asked Gandalf, "where do we get the time?"

"Sauron's strength has almost recovered."

"Although he has not been fully reincarnated, his soul still has strong magic."

"Although the heat is sealed in the fortress, he can know everything."

Saruman continued, "his eyes can penetrate dark clouds, shadows, land, and even flesh..."

Gandalf frowned and looked at Saruman in front of him, but he clearly noticed a difference.

"Maybe I shouldn't have come to look for Saruman..."

I heard Saruman's completely different attitude from himself, and the words that began to change in the other party's mouth.

Gandalf secretly regretted his visit to Eisinger.

Just then Gandalf suddenly turned his head and stared at Gandalf slowly: "do you know what I'm talking about?"

"A huge eye surrounded by flames..."

Gandalf answered softly, "that's the eye of Sauron."

"It is gathering evil forces. Soon, it will gather enough troops to attack the Middle Earth World..."

Gandalf frowned more and more and asked, "how do you know this?"

"Of course I saw it with my own eyes..."

Saruman's understatement of the opening, Gandalf immediately thought of one thing: palladium gem, also known as "true knowledge crystal ball".

"Saruman, did you use the crystal ball of true knowledge?"

"It's too dangerous!"

Gandalf was surprised. He immediately looked left and right, and saw a round sphere covered with black cloth on the stone platform in the corner of the hall.

Then he strode forward.

Saruman followed Gandalf's footsteps, went to the stone platform, raised his hand and lifted the black cloth covered on it.

"Why?"

"Why be afraid to use it?"

Saruman opened his mouth with indifference.

"Because the whereabouts of other crystal balls are unknown, we don't know whether others are also using them."

Gandalf immediately took the black cloth from Saruman's hand and quickly covered the dark black crystal ball on the stone platform.

Only when he covered the black cloth, the palm inevitably touched the crystal ball of true knowledge.

Gandalf saw a terrible eye burning fire in his mind.

"That's the eye of Sauron!"

"Why does it appear on this crystal ball of true knowledge?"

"Was Sauron just watching here?"

At this moment, Gandalf suddenly reacted, and he realized a terrible possibility.

Seems to be aware of Gandalf's anomaly.

Saluman walked to the bench in the corner and looked at Gandalf: "it's too late. Sauron has taken action."

"Those nine have left the Minas grottoes."

"Those nine?"

Gandalf looked at Salman in surprise.

"Those nine, disguised as Black Knights, crossed the Aisin River as early as Midsummer Eve..."

"Have they reached the shire?"

"They will find the ring and kill its holder."

Saruman looked cold and opened his mouth.

"No, Frodo..."

Gandalf's face changed suddenly. He immediately turned and walked outside the hall.

Saruman sneered at the corners of his mouth and just waved his hand.

"Bang bang!"

The four heavy stone doors were immediately closed.

"You don't really think the hobbits can fight Sauron?"

Saluman on the bench spoke slowly.

Gandalf turned to Saruman and his eyes were filled with incredible anger and disappointment.

"This time, no one can stop modo's victory."

Saruman ignored Gandalf's eyes and finally said his purpose: "let's join them, Gandalf."

......

Dark forest.

Deep in the woodland kingdom.

In a hall with exquisite shape and exquisite decoration.

A group of fairy girls with long brown hair, tall and beautiful appearance are playing musical instruments.

Not far away, the ELF KING serandir was lying obliquely on the couch, tapping his fingers and closing his eyes.

At this time, an elf adjutant in silver armor walked quickly to the ELF KING and whispered a few times.

Serandil left, frowned and meditated for a while. Then he sat up and looked at the adjutant and said, "let Legolas see me."

"Yes."

The elf adjutant left soon.

Serandier waved away the elf girl band. After sitting on the couch and meditating, he immediately found paper and quickly wrote a letter.

Before long, Legolas appeared at the gate of the hall.

"Father, are you looking for me?"

"Well, you go to ravendale and give this to Lord eldron."

Serandil nodded and handed the envelope to Legolas.

In an hour.

The heavily armed Legolas walked out of the woodland kingdom alone.

Galloping towards the vast forest ahead.

......

The morning after the rain.

Everything on the washed earth has become particularly fresh.

The eastern sky is white at dawn.

East of Bree town.

In a sparse forest.

A team of six is marching.

Two tall and four short, this team is naturally the Morgan team just out of Bree town.

Escaped the ring spirits last night.

This morning, the six man team left Bree.

Because it's all about wild mountain roads.

So riding must be out of your mind.

Before Morgan left, he bought a lot of food in the Black Knight tavern and put it into the dimensional ring.

This time, everyone in the team only needs to carry their own small carry on packages.

Everything else was put into the dimensional ring by Morgan.

This magical scene naturally fell into the eyes of Aragon who had just joined the team.

But he just looked at Morgan's ring and didn't pay attention.

"Where do you think we're going this time?"

"How do I know..."

"Don't you just ask Morgan?"

"Why don't you ask?"

Listen to the voices of the four little hobbits behind the line.

Morgan, who was walking ahead, suddenly remembered the dwarves on the lonely mountain.

At the beginning, the dwarfs of the Gushan expedition and their party gathered together to chatter like this.

I didn't expect these hobbits to get together.

I think this trip to ravendale will not be boring.

"Uncle Morgan, where are we going next?"

At this time, Frodo's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Morgan looked back at the four little men behind him and said, "ravendale."

"Our next destination is ravendale."

Morgan's voice fell, and the four hobbits talked again.

"Ravendale?"

"It's where the elves live, isn't it?"

"Morgan is taking us to the elves?"

"The legendary spirit?"

"I haven't seen what elves look like yet, merry. What about you?"

"What?"

"Have you seen elves?"

"No."

"Frodo, and you?"

"I haven't seen..."

There was a constant sound of joy behind.

In front, Aragon, who was walking side by side with Morgan, suddenly turned his head and looked at Morgan and said, "Morgan, is that one of your rings, too?"

"Why do you ask?"

Morgan turned to Aragon and smiled.

"The ability of your ring is amazing. I can't think of any other rings that have that ability except the magic ring."

Aragorn laughed.

For a Ranger who spent most of his previous career in the wilderness.

He knows better than anyone how useful equipment with magical storage capacity is.

"I don't know."

"But I don't think so. I showed it to Gandalf."

"Unfortunately, he didn't find out anything."

"But it doesn't matter. I haven't noticed anything different after I've got this ring for so long."

Morgan smiled, shook his head and continued, "maybe it's just a magic ring."

"After all, there are too many secrets in this world."

Hearing Morgan's words, Aragon nodded: "even Gandalf couldn't find out. I'm afraid so."

Indeed, even Gandalf, who had lived for countless years and was extremely knowledgeable, could not find out, and probably so.

But Aragon just asked casually.

After all, with Morgan's strength and great reputation, I'm afraid the ring in his hand would have been exposed if it were really different.

What he actually wants to ask is Morgan's real identity?

As a human, he still looks very young from the expedition and war in Gushan to the present.

In the whole world, except for the dunedans who live far longer than ordinary humans, no other race of humans can do this.

Now Aragon, as the 16th patriarch of dunedan, naturally has the obligation, responsibility and necessity to find out Morgan's true identity.

Not to mention Morgan's own strength, Morgan's greater strength lies in his strong network in the north and the erebo dwarf kingdom of SOLIN oak shield, the king of the valley state, and the Elven king of the dark dense forest serandir.

Aragorn can fully think of the powerful terror behind Morgan.

If Morgan is really the blood of the exiled "dunedan people"... That would be great.

But Aragon thought a lot in his mind, but he still didn't speak easily.

Because he once asked Gandalf if Morgan had said his identity or anything else.

But Gandalf said that Morgan was not interested in those people. He didn't care whether they were dunedans or not.

It is because of Morgan's attitude that Aragon can't speak rashly.

Because of this question, it may be nothing for others to ask, but as the current dunedan patriarch, it's hard to speak.

After all, his relationship with Morgan is far from reaching the level of Gandalf and Morgan.

After much deliberation, Aragon did not ask.

The six man team moved on.

The day is getting brighter and the red sun rises in the eastern sky.

Autumn is warm and the sun shines on the earth.

It rained for several days.

Today, I finally saw the sunshine again.

Walking on hills and mountains with sparse trees.

The mood of the whole team also became bright as the sky.

half a month later.

The team of six walked out of the vast Chet forest and reached the weak water swamp.

It was gloomy.

Looking at the smelly water swamp in front of me.

Except that Morgan and Aragon could not see superfluous expressions on their faces.

The four hobbits looked at the dense bones everywhere in front, the huge blood sucking cattle flies hovering above the smelly mud, and a muddy path that was not a road at all.

One complexion immediately became hesitant and difficult.

"Can we make a detour?"

Merry asked, looking at Morgan with a ponytail beside him.

"No, we avoided the main road."

"If we bypass it, our travel time will be at least one more month."

Morgan shook his head and said.

He naturally knew that the swamp was difficult to walk in front of him.

But in order to avoid the ring spirit, the team gave up the main road. This swamp is the only way.

Hearing this, the hobbits immediately gave up.

"You don't have to be afraid. The scope of this swamp is not large. Let's hurry up and go out in about three days."

Aragon then smiled and comforted the hobbits.

Compared with other larger and more dangerous swamps he had walked through, this swamp was just a small swamp.

"Let me lead the way. I have experience in these."

Aragon said and walked forward.

Morgan nodded. He was familiar with the way from Charles to ravendale.

But he didn't walk through this swamp.

Aragorn is familiar with this.

He once went deep into the bigger and more terrible death swamp of modo, and even caught Gulu there.

Aragorn stepped forward and inserted a few times with his stick. Then he was the first to step into the smelly swamp.

Four days later.

The six man team walked out of the weak water swamp.

Ten days later.

Walking on the bare wilderness.

From a distance, the six person team saw a huge mountain top in front of it. Above the mountain top, there stood the ruins of various man-made tall buildings.

On a vast bare wilderness, the towering mountain ruins in front are naturally eye-catching.

The hobbits were only a little surprised.

But in Aragon's eyes, his eyes are full of complex, emotion and sigh.

This Fengyun top is of great significance to him, who is a descendant of the royal family of the Arno kingdom.

"That's the top of the storm."

Aragon looked at Fengyun Ding and whispered, then looked to his side: "Morgan, let's have a rest there tonight?"

Morgan, who had seen the change in Aragon's mood, just hesitated and nodded.

He is no stranger to this storm.

After all, every time I go to shire, I can always see this magnificent ruins peak from a distance on the avenue.

Morgan, who remembers the plot and is afraid of accidents, didn't intend to go up.

But this is Aragon's first request to himself all the way.

Morgan can't refuse.

Just then.

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

A dull thunder burst from the dark sky.

It's getting darker and darker.

Morgan looked up at the sky. It was a sign before the heavy rain came.

Now there's no reason to refuse Aragon.

In an hour.

At the top of the wind and cloud, under a huge ruins at the top, the six person team gasped and looked at the open space a few meters away with a happy face.

"Hua Hua..."

The heavy rain is washing the whole world wantonly.

The team of six hid under the ruins and prepared to start today's dinner.

At the same time.

It's getting darker and darker.

In the torrential rain.

A dark team was galloping towards the top of the wind and cloud.