Chapter 672

"What's your name, Zela one? It's not a good name. I call you Zela two. " Zhao Mai gave out a strange laugh, a kind of inexplicable pride mixed in the laughter. "When you tell me your name, I will use zeratu. When I call zeratu, I will find you."

The situation was better than others, so the spirit had to agree. Now he has a deeper understanding of what Mordor's black foot stands for. He only barely sees a shadow when he strikes with the lightning punch. And the skill of the longbow and the two arrows, not to mention their strength and speed, is really amazing. Some of the elves can achieve the same level in one aspect, which can already be called the strong master, but it is rare to achieve both at the same time.

But there was one thing he didn't understand. Zhao Mai's bow he looked at for a long time, always feel just ordinary Orc weapons, nothing special. After all, archery is not javelin throwing. The initial speed of the arrow needs the support of the bow string and explosive force. There is an upper limit to the power of an arrow without breaking the bowstring. Before that, the two arrows didn't look like the power of the orc bow.

He told his sister about it, and she had the same opinion. "There are so strong guys in the orcs, which is a serious threat to the elves and humans. The skill he used in archery is unprecedented. He must not teach other orcs, otherwise the advantages of Elves will be lost. "

"You mean you have to find a way to get rid of him?"

"Sooner or later, but certainly not now." The fairy pointed to the hellhound who was following Zhao Mai: "I can feel that the creature is very alert. It's hard to find a chance to start. Don't show obvious hostility around it, continue to cover it up with fear, otherwise it will definitely feel bad. And we have to get to the South first. There are relatively few orcs near the nuen inland sea, which is more suitable for us to move. "

Zelatu nodded. My sister's thinking is always clear and correct. A group of people are performing tasks in Mordor. They are more and more immersed in the pleasure of killing orcs. They gradually forget the task. Only their sister keeps alert all the time. If it were not for her reminding and persistence, she would not give up the trap action that led to the death of others.

The dark power of Mordor makes all people more like the feeling of fighting, killing, deceiving and mastering everything, which gradually corrodes people's hearts, even the star elves who pay attention to self-improvement and self-criticism and take self-examination and mutual learning as their creed. Zelatu lowers his head and pushes the car hard. Physical fatigue is nothing. It's important to have food all the way, and it's even more important to have a clear mind to sort out ideas.

"Do you think we can still finish the mission and find the lost Maiya?" He said to his sister in a low voice, but the problem was obscured by the creaking of the axles and the heavy breathing of others. No one but himself heard it.

They came in two groups, known as mages and wizard, wearing white robes (saluman), blue robes (alata and palando), grey robes (Gandalf) and brown robes (ridagast). Saruman and the two blue robes decided to set out for the Far East adventure together after they arrived in central Turkey, but only Saruman came back alive after a long time, and he didn't say a word about what happened in the East, and no one knew the outcome of the two blue robes.

The star elves observe the stars in the sky and find the way to the truth of the star world. They get a prediction by chance. The disappeared Maiya will return to the world and return to the truth together with the lost elves and kings, ending the suffering of the world. The star elves interpret it as two blue robed mages, who may return from the East and uncover the secrets of a remote, mysterious and unreachable place. So they sent three teams of ten to the eastern border to meet them, and he was responsible for the most dangerous southeast direction, Mordor.

For this task, he began to despair, just because he shared his sister's hope, he was able to persist. At present, the situation is very bad, just like the cart they are pushing, it seems that it will fall apart at any time, and it seems that every meter of the road is still breathing. If the car breaks up, they can only carry food on their shoulders and hands, which greatly reduces the carrying capacity. They can't go far, either tired or starved.

"Stop and rest." Zhao Mai waved his hand and pointed to a big stone standing by the road. "I think the shadow is good. Push the car there!"

Dussaud pulled the front of the car with his hand. The slave behind pushed the car away from the road and moved it to the side. Strange to say, as soon as the car stopped, I heard the howling of wolves in the distance, mixed with the cry of other creatures.

It's very dangerous to meet wolves in the wilderness, especially for the slaves. Even if we defeat the wolves and keep the food, it is inevitable that there will be a wound in the fight, which is the source of death. Zelatu raised his ears to listen. Judging from his voice, the wolves were in front of him. He crossed the road from right to left. Within a few miles, the only cover is the big stones around, which are not covered in other places.

The wind direction changed and the wolves were in a downwind position, which was not good for the people to cover up the smell. Zelatu peeked at Zhao Mai and found that he narrowed his eyes slightly, then his fingers shook. Strange things happen, the wind immediately completely reversed, the wolves become the upper wind, they can hardly smell the smell of a group of people.At the moment of the wind, there was a pleasant smell, which made him return to the woodland and the sparkling lake. How could Mordor have this fresh air full of vitality? He wondered if he was hallucinating?

"Shut up if you don't want to die." Zhao Mai said, "Whoever brings the wolf here, I will feed the wolf! Don't be idle for a group of fools. They start to eat. They will be on the road later! Remember not to smack your mouth

And he sat on the big stone and didn't eat anything. His eyes were shining, looking at the wolves in the distance. At that moment, the elf brothers and sisters no longer felt that black foot was a slave owner, but a reliable sentry, who was doing his duty to take care of and protect them.

Star elves do not pursue art as other elves do, but seek truth hidden in heavy fog. The two of them looked at each other and knew that their thoughts had reached each other's heart. Then they bit the meat cake and continued to observe Zhao Mai secretly.

Then they noticed that the car around them was slowly recovering and the cracked wood was healing. That's why the car hasn't fallen apart so far. But what causes this phenomenon? Could it be the guy on guard at the big stone?