Chapter 1069 1051. Tomb
The Rudolf Plateau is the collective name for a large area.
If there is no one who knows the way, it is definitely not easy to find the tomb where the Witch King of Angmar is buried in this large area.
Since entering this desolate and gloomy land, Lann automatically slowed down the Qilin and fell behind Radagast.
Let the scruffy old wizard lead the way in his rabbit sleigh.
"It's ahead!"
On a gray-black land, there is an abrupt and steep mountain peak rising from the ground.
This mountain peak stands alone on the plateau, completely inconsistent with geological movement.
Considering the geological history of the world of Arda, this may be a mountain created directly out of thin air by the ancient Valar when they raised mountains and planned rivers in Middle-earth.
This mountain is not high, but it is still seven or eight hundred meters high. The strangest thing is the appearance.
It is very sharp and sharp, almost like a pile of huge rock pieces stacked together and then standing on the plateau.
The whole is a smoky black color.
This black color is by no means natural. It has nothing to do with the local soil and rock quality, but more like it has been infected by something over time.
“It is the power of evil.”
After reaching the foot of the mountain, Radagast asserted.
He stepped off the rabbit sleigh and tapped the rock wall of the mountain with the wooden wand in his hand, grinning in disgust and disgust.
“You can’t go wrong!”
Lan En also asked Qilin and the big rabbits to go aside, and he and the flannel ball jumped down.
The witcher looked up and saw that the sky in this area had never cleared up and was always cloudy.
This sharp mountain still retains the snow from last winter.
"Tomb." Lan En frowned slightly, his eyes scanning back and forth on this weird mountain. "Where is the tomb?"
Although this mountain is only seven or eight hundred meters high, it is still a mountain and it is huge.
"Just follow me, come on."
Radagast also frowned and looked at the mountains in front of him, but it was different from Lan En's searching eyes. He mainly looked at remember.
"First count twelve rock fragments to the east, and then... Hmm!"
The old wizard muttered as he took off his hat and let the three birds nesting in his hair fly out to find and determine the route for him.
Radagast stepped up, the skirt of his tattered gray robe swaying, and waved his wand behind him without looking back.
It means asking Lan En to stop talking nonsense and just keep up.
"Well, I don't think he is reliable, meow~"
Flannel ball jumped to the ground, and while walking forward, he raised his head and asked worriedly towards his boss.
Lan En shrugged: "After all, he is an old wizard who has lived for who knows how long. No problem, right? Probably."
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This mountain is very difficult to climb.
This is the case even in the eyes of Flannel Ball, who has surpassed Lan En in the [Light Body Technique] due to his size and weight.
The flaky mountain has few places to stay.
And it seems that it is precisely because of the characteristics of this mountain that the Northern Kingdom, which was responsible for burying the Witch King of Angmar, chose this place to avoid anyone coming into contact with the tomb.
Radagast finally found the way up relying on his vague memory and bird detection.
Those are many stone steps artificially installed from the rocky mountain.
These stone steps are unobstructed and stick out from the mountain, making people’s hair stand on end.
Two people and one cat started to climb up the stone steps.
It had been so long since the tomb was built that even the stones had become crispy in the wind and rain.
The originally continuous stone steps have been disconnected in many places.
Fortunately, those who come up are not ordinary people. Even Radagast, who looks sloppy and old, is still stronger than the strong young man among ordinary people.
The stone steps zigzagged back and forth, rising halfway up the mountain, more than 300 meters, before finally opening a hole in the stone-like mountain.
There is a corridor in the cave, which is as wide and narrow as the inside and outside of the cave entrance, which is much wider than the shoulder width of ordinary people.
It can only accommodate one person walking normally.
For Lan En, it is narrow and cramped. When moving forward, he has to lower his head and move sideways.
But after walking through the corridor, it was still unsettled.
There is no stable ground at the end of the corridor, but a square, bottomless hole. It is estimated that it was dug directly to the bottom of the mountain.
On the opposite side of the square hole is another doorway.
There is deep darkness inside the door, making it difficult to see clearly.
"Let's bring some light, Radagast."
Lan still doesn't know exactly what kind of magic the wizards in this world can do, but the flash magic is very reliable.
Like blowing out a candle, Radagast blew twice towards the crystal tip of the wand, and then the crystal lit up with a gentle light.
This light can radiate very far.
The scene in the doorway opposite the cave was also illuminated.
There should have been an iron gate at the door. The iron bars were strong and thick.
But now, the iron fence door is broken open from the inside.
A powerful force, like tearing apart a curtain, turned the iron fence door into a bag opening that broke outward.
The iron bars were torn and broken, and rust could be seen when they were turned outwards. It seemed that the door had been broken through for a long time.
And continue to look in along the light on the wand
"Pulling!"
Radagast's bird jumped out of the darkness and flew toward the old wizard in panic. . In the corner that was illuminated by light for a moment, there was no tight seal
The lid of the sarcophagus, which was as thick as a punch, was completely broken!
The thick iron chains that originally tied the sarcophagus were drooping limply on the ground!
“This is.!”
Radagast was also stunned by the sight in front of him.
There was a circle of loose stones at the edge of the hole where people could stand. He quickly raised his wand to illuminate it and moved towards the door opposite where the sarcophagus was placed.
He was holding on to the torn and overturned iron bars of the iron fence door with one hand, while looking at the surrounding rock walls with the light shining on them.
"This is wrong, this is wrong! It shouldn't be!"
The old wizard said tremblingly, his old and crazy voice echoing so deep in the deep darkness.
"This place is full of malicious spells! Ancient and full of hatred!"
"How can the people of the Northern Kingdom use such spells to bury the Witch King of Angmar?! They are driven by hatred Are you crazy?”
“This is an evil servant!”
"You don't know?" Lan En asked Radagast opposite at the door of the corridor.
"I don't know! I wasn't there when they buried people!"
The witcher rubbed his back teeth: "Then there is only the Witch King of Angmar here. Is it just him? "
"No"
Radagast said blankly, his face turned dull.
As he spoke, he extended the lighted wand tip to the hole in the ground and motioned Lan En to look down.
Under this deep underground cave, there are many levels.
And on each floor, there is an iron gate that has been torn open from the inside and turned outward!
Radagast raised his head and met Lan En who had just stretched his head and looked down through the hole.
The eyes of the sloppy old wizard were trembling in panic, and he was still muttering.
"The Witch King of Angmar is one, and the total number is nine!"
"Do you have to read poetry at this time? Oh my God!"
Lan En had a headache. Pinch your eyebrows.
At the same time, the witcher nodded towards the Elcat behind him.
The calico kitten gave a serious 'meow' sound.
Immediately afterwards, it nimbly and lightly rushed past Lan En, who was half-crouching.
After escaping from the corridor, he jumped directly down.
Elu Cat, who has practiced the [Light Body Technique], is extremely light. Its claws can be used as a leverage point when stepping on the small cracks on the rock wall.
In the square and deep hole, kittens were seen jumping back and forth, observing each iron fence door that was torn from the inside.
Radagast also directly picked up the wand upside down and pointed it at the hole to provide lighting.
“This layer of the coffin is broken, meow!”
“This layer is also broken, meow!”
As Velvet Ball observed and reported, Radagast’s face became darker and darker. Look ugly.
He held the wand harder with his hand, and the light on the wand also intensified, following the flannel ball going down layer by layer.
Lan En, who maintained a half-crouched and oppressed state, followed the dancing figure of the flannel ball with his eyes and stroked the rock wall of the corridor with his fingers.
How much effort did the people of the Northern Kingdom spend in building such a terrifying tomb?
They had to dig into the mountain wall, dig out a passage inside the mountain, and transport the huge sarcophagus in through the narrow tunnel and seal it.
It is true that there is magic in this world, but based on Lan En's rough understanding of the magic in this world, their magic is not very capable of doing some convenient things.
For example, in the field of architecture, there is little achievement.
Under such circumstances, what did the Northern Kingdom pay to build such a mausoleum?
Lan En soon found out.
The velvet ball flexibly explored the nine-layered caves below. For a kitten whose racial talent, [Light Body Technique] can already compete with the leader of the ninjas of the Lone Shadows, it is easy for him. Easy.
But when Elu cat stepped on the lowest level of the burrow, the sound it made was not the slight sound of the fleshy balls of its claws stepping on the rocks.
But there was a sound of metal collision.
The light emitted by Radagast’s wand, which he held downward, also extended to the lowest level.
"Meow!"
The flannel ball screamed.
The bottom floor of this square cave is already covered with a layer of bones. Because the cave is actually not big, it is estimated that there are only about ten people.
These corpses were wearing rusty and dusty armor. The style and shape of the armor were different from what Lan En had seen in this world so far.
“They are the bones of soldiers from the Northern Kingdom!”
Radagast recognized the armor immediately.
“They paid their lives for the construction of this tomb!”
With insufficient technology, it is normal for human lives to be lost in difficult and large projects.
Considering the spells that Radagast had discerned before, and given the Northern Kingdom's hatred for the Witch-King of Angmar, it is normal to sacrifice one's life in order to seal the tomb.
But the problem doesn’t stop there.
After El Cat's scream, a slight sound came out again from the already silent pile of bones.
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(End of this chapter)