Chapter 236

White Mountains.

Deep in the black man temple.

The path of the dead.

Stepping into this dark and gloomy narrow mountain path under the warm winter sun, everyone immediately felt the sharp drop in the temperature of the surrounding air.

"Hoo Hoo..."

A gloomy cold wind blew.

Let the cold people tremble.

The dead, the dead, the ghost, the unwilling soul that still lingers

There are many names for this existence in the whole world.

It is also popular in folk stories.

But few people have actually seen these things exist.

Fear comes from the unknown.

In the eyes of various forces in the world, the terrible and powerful orcs, in front of this extremely elite team, do not seem to be anything, let alone fear.

But talk about the ghost of the dead.

Even if I haven't seen it.

At this time, there are not a few people in the team who are afraid of those who exist.

"Keep up..."

Aragon pulled out his long sword, led the way with a burning torch, turned his head and said a word to the people behind him, and then walked forward.

It was dark in the narrow mountain path.

Morgan followed Aragon with the same torch and sword.

Behind him was Legolas with a serious face and Jinli with a nervous face.

Behind them are the strong Rangers in grey led by halballard.

The last torch in the team was also in halballard's hands.

The whole brigade was moving quietly at a uniform speed.

The gloomy mountain path, the oppressive environment, and the legend of the terrible dead.

At this time, everyone in the big team has a shadow in his heart.

In this world, it's best to be in awe of places where horror legends spread.

Because of the legends of these places.

It's true in most cases.

Because it is a terrible reputation that has been piled up with a lot of human lives.

It's like the road of the dead.

"Click..."

"Click..."

With the deepening of the team, the mountain path began to become spacious, and the surrounding ground and air began to be filled with wisps of white hazy fog.

"Click..."

"Click..."

The rising white fog covered the ground.

Then, the people began to feel that there was something strange on the ground covered by fog. They felt that they began to step on something on their feet, and the broken crisp sound kept coming from the fog under their feet.

"What is it..."

The most curious Jinli murmured and reached out to the ground.

Soon, a bald thing with the cold touch of sand and stone was picked up by him.

Just as Jinli guessed what it would be, he saw the bald gray black skeleton with fog in his hand.

"Damn..."

Jinli immediately threw out the skeleton in his hand and couldn't help scolding.

"What's the matter?"

Legolas, a good friend on one side, immediately found something different about Jinli and asked quickly.

"It's okay..."

"Nothing!"

Where can sharp eared Legolas find himself afraid of skeletons? Jinli quickly denied it.

Because of the fog.

At this time, the distance between the front and the rear was opened a lot.

The speed of action is also much slower than before.

"Click..."

The number of foreign matters stepped on the foot is also more frequent.

Morgan did not dispel the fog, but also felt with his feet that more and more foreign objects on the ground below were skeletons.

Like the one Jinli picked up before.

With the deepening of the people, the mountain path is becoming larger and the surrounding space is becoming larger. The extended distance between the front and back makes the range illuminated by the three torches small.

The dim fire light, the hazy rising strange fog, the surrounding is quiet, and the atmosphere is very depressed.

"Keep up."

"Don't look down!"

At this time, Morgan looked around and saw that his steps were slowing down to the rear. The lagging dunedan Rangers spoke in a deep voice.

His words immediately awakened the people in the rear from their drowsiness and depression.

The crowd immediately accelerated forward.

Kaka, Kaka

The bones scattered for unknown years were trampled to pieces immediately, and the sound kept ringing.

Morgan turned his head and saw Aragon standing in front of a fork in the road.

Morgan strode forward: "what's the matter?"

Aragorn: "it makes me hesitate..."

Hearing Aragon's words, Morgan looked up at the dark intersection on the left and right ahead, and then said, "I'm afraid we've been noticed by the residents of the mountain since we stepped into the mountain road."

The voice fell.

Aragorn's eyes lit up immediately. He seemed to think of something. He nodded immediately, "I know." then he stretched out his hand and pointed to the road on his left hand: "this way."

Then he walked forward quickly.

Morgan smiled and followed.

A huge team of nearly 40 people went deep along the winding dark black mountain road.

I don't know how long it took.

Under the leadership of Aragon and Morgan, the people finally walked out of the narrow mountain path and into an open, wide and tall flat square.

At this time, a very indifferent voice finally sounded.

"Who broke into my territory without authorization..."

The cold grand sound sounded for an instant.

At the end of the square in front, in front of a large palace building that was decaying and dilapidated, there appeared a skeleton with a crown, a bright robe and a hazy but white light.

Seeing the shining skeleton, Aragon immediately shouted, "of course, it's the one you'll be loyal to!"

"Allegiance..."

"Hum..."

Hearing this word, the skeleton figure wearing a crown seemed to ignore the wild words of mankind in front of him, but said coldly: "this is the land of the dead, guarded by the dead."

"All living people will not pass."

"You who break in without permission, stay forever!"

The crown skeleton sneered.

Around the vast square, there were pieces of dilapidated and shapeless building debris, and a large number of light white hazy skeletons immediately appeared, which were rapidly encircling the people in the square.

This moment.

Facing the huge undead around.

When seeing a large number of dead people around, the grey clothes strength tour Xia troupe from the North immediately gathered together and pulled out their long swords one after another. They looked nervous as if they were facing a great enemy.

Legolas looked very serious. His long bow had been opened and pulled into a full moon.

Jinli was holding a battle axe and looked nervous.

Morgan, with a torch and a long sword, looked dignified and carefully observed the skull leader wearing a crown in front.

It was the first time he had seen the dead in his life.

In the memory of the plot, these undead are immune to physical attacks and invulnerable to weapons.

Incomparably powerful terror.

However, compared with Morgan, he believed that he had met the same modo ring spirits who were difficult to get into the body before, but he was much better than these undead spirits.

"No?"

"No, you don't just want me to pass!"

"And declare obedience and loyalty to me!"

Aragorn roared with theout fear: "I call you here."

"You must keep your promise!"

Such a confident gesture changed the face of the crown skeleton king.

As if he remembered something, the crown skeleton immediately looked at the human in front and shouted, "no one can command me except the king of Gondor!"

"Then look at this!"

Aragon said, holding up the sword of elandir in his hand, "andulir - the flame of the west".

Looking at the exquisite long sword with complicated patterns cast on the blade in the human hand, the experienced crown skeleton king was stunned immediately.

He was impressed by the sword symbolizing the kingship of Gondor, which was held in the hands of isildu, the former king of Gondor.

Moreover, Isidor, king of Gondor, who cursed his own family, hated and feared.

Wandering in this cold mountain for countless years, but still unable to rest, they have long regretted their original choice.

But Isidor's curse has long been in effect.

The Gondor royal family also hated their betrayed own family.

This has led to so many years that they have never been forgiven by the king of Gondor, and they will never rest in peace. They can only sink in this world all the time.

Here is a brief introduction to the gratitude and resentment between these undead and the kingdom of Gondor.

These undead are the original inhabitants of the White Mountains, also known as the people in the mountains.

Because many years ago, he declared allegiance to the ancestors of Aragon, that is, isildu, king of Gondor.

But when Gondor was at war with Sauron, this group of mountain people who had been loyal refused to serve Gondor.

This also led to the great anger of Isidor, the king of Gondor, who felt insulted.

So Isidor cursed them.

Then the kingship of Gondor changed suddenly, and finally the blood of King Isidor declined.

The people in these mountains can only be cursed and trapped in this world all the time.

They need forgiveness and understanding from the king of Gondor.

To really let the soul rest.

This is the resentment between the people in the mountains and the Gondor royal family represented by Aragon.

......

Although I know the sword of elandir, which represents the king of Gondor.

But so many years have passed.

The crowned skeleton king will not break the ice. I believe that the human man who suddenly appears in front of me and looks nothing special is the king of Gondor.

At this moment, the crown skeleton, who had been cursed and trapped for countless years, just wanted to kill the bastard who pretended to be the king of Gondor.

The crown skeleton King took out his long sword and rushed towards the human in front.

Aragorn looked fearless and resolutely strode forward.

Someone in the rear dunedan Ranger group immediately worried that the patriarch Aragon was preparing to fight, but Morgan reached out and stopped him.

"This is a battle between kings. You can't help."

Morgan looked calm and spoke.

The stopped dunedan Ranger immediately lost his impulse.

He has seen the high status of this Morgan.

What's more, it is really a battle between the patriarch and the skeleton leader.

"Bang..."

Elandir's sword slammed into the crown skeleton King's long sword, making a sound of gold and iron.

Let Morgan's heart jump slightly.

"Is it elandir's sword that can hit each other?"

"Or because of Aragon's identity?"

"Or can these armies of the dead be directly attacked by the long sword, which is different from the memory plot?"

Morgan's doubts could not be answered for the time being.

The battle between Aragon and the crown skeleton king has been decided.

Aragon shook each other's sword, raised his foot and kicked the crown skeleton king to the ground. Then he stepped forward quickly, and elandir's sword was on the crown skeleton King's neck.

"How is that possible?"

"The blood of the king of Gondor has been cut off!"

The crown skeleton king looked shocked at Aragon in front of him.

"Now I'm back!"

Aragorn spoke coldly, and then moved his long sword.

The crown skeleton king was set free and quickly returned to the army of the dead.

Aragorn just looked coldly.

When the skeleton king stood firm, he shouted again, "I am the descendant of isirdu, fight for me!"

"Regain your honor!"

"I will regard your oath as fulfilled!"

"How's it going?"

Aragorn roared and looked at the crown skeleton king, then looked at the surrounding undead and asked loudly, "how's it going?"

The dead looked at Aragon and the people in the middle of the square. There was no expression on their empty skeletons.

"Ha ha..."

The skeleton king with the crown looked at Aragon and smiled.

"Ha ha..."

Very happy smile.

For years.

Finally wait until this day.

Just on the broad square, several members of the expedition and a group of Rangers in gray clothes were laughed to the heart by the crown skeleton leader.

I saw the other party's body shape very quickly rushed to Aragon and said in a deep voice, "OK, we promise you!"

"Let's go to war!"

"You must remember your promise."

When the voice fell, Aragorn was very calm and relieved at last.

Then he looked at the skeleton king and said, "of course, this is my promise!"

......

Gondor.

It is located at the easternmost end of the White Mountains, near the edge of the Anduin river.

Located in a very magnificent and huge city.

It is built near the mountain.

Numerous architectural rooms with exquisite shapes are connected and advanced layer by layer along the mountain peak.

In this city, all the houses, buildings and walls are forged from high hardness gray rock with gray texture.

Therefore, the whole pangran city has a white color that is very different from other cities.

Plus the city's long and dazzling history.

This has also won many reputations for this great city, such as "white city", "stone city", "Tower of the sun", "Tower of the sunset", "city of guard", "city of kings", and so on.

It is "Minas tiris", the capital of Gondor.

At this time, there is a room in the tall, exquisite and luxurious palace on the top floor of the capital of the king.

A tall, middle-aged black haired man wearing a luxurious black mink coat was sitting beside a luxurious big bed, looking at the handsome man lying motionless on the bed, with a sad face.

"Bolomir..."

"My son..."

"Why don't you wake up..."

The middle-aged man's voice was focused and whispered sadness.

At this time, there was a rush of footsteps outside the room.

Soon, a careful voice rang out of the door: "prime minister, Gandalf wants to see you outside?"

"Go away!"

"Let him roll as far as he can!"

"Gondor doesn't need wizards."

"I don't need a liar or wizard like him!"

"Let him go!"

At the door of the room, the middle-aged man immediately distorted his face and became angry.

Outside the room, the soldiers in exquisite armor couldn't help wiping the sweat around their exposed eyes. They didn't dare to delay for a moment, so they hurried out.

Not long.

Gandalf, a wizard in a pure white robe, angrily left the palace. When he walked through the square, he saw a withered white tree protected in the center.

I can't help sighing in my heart.

In an hour.

Minas tiris is a busy corner of the lower street.

"See there..."

Gandalf was pointing to the beacon tower not far away. He lured two thin faced and dirty children in front of him and said, "as long as anyone can quietly go up and light that pile of wood, all the money in my hand is his..."

In half an hour.

Gondor beacon tower.

Blue Wolf smoke billowed into the sky.