Chapter 1073 1055. Breaking into the territory
“Listen to me, Radagast, Lann!”
Gandalf looked at the two people around him seriously.
“I sensed something was wrong after sending Thorin and the others through the Dark Forest, so I came here. Then I received the messenger from Radagast.”
"It's all clear now! I've figured it out!"
Gandalf held his pointed hat tightly in his hand, just like his tense mood at this time.
“The leader of the group of orcs who have been chasing Thorin and the others is Azog the Blasphemer. I thought he was just a powerful orc lord among the northern orcs.”
“But now, the nine great ring spirits will only obey the orders of one master. Even they have appeared, which means that Azog also has a master!”
“And they are the same person - Sauron! "
" Azog is not just chasing the dwarves' restoration expedition because of his family feud with Thorin Oakenshield. His purpose, or rather his master's order, must be that lonely castle. Mountain! It’s Elbor!”
The wealth in Gushan, as well as the geographical location of Gushan, are very important to the overall situation in the entire north.
Under such a severe situation, Gandalf looked guilty and worried.
“I admit that I really wanted to optimize the defense of the entire north, so I helped Thorin form this expedition team.”
“But now, they are still concerned about what is beneath the surface. I don’t know anything about the situation, so I rush towards Gushan! Because even I just figured it out!”
“This is looking for death!”
"So, you want someone to warn Thorin and tell him about the current situation under the surface. But if I understand correctly."
Lan was beside him, tilting his head and looking at Gandalf: "This It should be your responsibility.”
Now, the dwarves only think that the goal of this restoration expedition is to regain the dwarves’ country and return to their hometown.
But beneath the surface, there are evil forces and good forces throughout the north, each wanting to consolidate their defense lines and improve their strategic layout.
The resistance that these two situations need to face is not at the same level at all.
And Thorin and his group didn't even know what they were going to face.
Gandalf pursed his lips bitterly but helplessly.
"Now, if Sauron has really recovered to a certain extent, then the entire Middle-earth continent is in danger. I must find out his true identity and force him to reveal his true identity. That is to say, force him to take action!"
“But Gandalf!” Radagast said anxiously next to him, “What if, what if Sauron turns on you?” After finishing speaking, he just used his fingers to pull horizontally on his neck to signal with this dangerous movement.
"No." Gandalf pretended to be relaxed and said, "I still have information that he really wants to know. As long as I don't let go, he won't be in a hurry to kill me."
A short silence. .
"So. That's it?"
Lan En spread his hands and looked at the old man in front of him who knew what he was going to face but still looked relaxed.
“Although I don’t know how powerful Sauron is, you know that the castle in front of you is an inescapable trap, but you still want to enter?”
"We all have things we must accomplish, Lann."
Gandalf smiled calmly and stroked his long beard.
“The so-called sense of responsibility and the so-called persistence are all mixed together to form the so-called destiny.”
“I will fulfill my destiny.”
hunting The demon nodded silently and said nothing more. He turned over, mounted the Qilin, and turned the horse's head.
"Where are the dwarves now, Gandalf?"
"They will pass by Lake Town, where they will complete the last supply of supplies on the journey, on the large lake in the northeast corner of Mirkwood."
"It's clear. By the way."
The witcher sitting on the horse looked down at the old wizard in gray robe and smiled softly.
"I don't think your fate will end here, Lord Gandalf."
"Haha!" The old wizard put his hands on his hips, leaned his wand on his shoulder, and laughed with a pipe in his mouth. "Thank you for your blessing, Master Lan En."
The Kirin's long neck also twisted. He looked at Gandalf and snorted. The flannel ball stood on the back of the unicorn and meowed to the old wizard, jumping up and waving.
The heavy sound of horse hooves disappeared from the forest.
Gandalf also turned around and faced his colleagues.
“Okay, Radagast. I won’t go into details, but you must remember——”
"You must not follow me! I must go in alone! We all have our own responsibilities. Don't make your own decisions, understand?"
Radagast had a dull face, said nothing, and just looked at He slowly walked away with his back to Gandalf.
"When we came to Middle-earth, you said to listen to me! Give me a guarantee!"
Gandalf shouted without looking back.
And Radagast, who was walking in the direction of leaving, muttered a response without looking back.
"Okay, I promise. I've remembered it all, and I haven't forgotten it."
After receiving the response, Gandalf pursed his lips, closed his eyes and nodded, looking relieved at last. "Yes." The old wizard in gray robe muttered in a low voice, "We'd better not forget it."
——
The sound of heavy horse hooves was like a drum, and the sound of Qilin and Lan En's The combined weight of the body tramples on the thick humus of the dark jungle, this is the sound.
Having come all the way to Dol Guldur under the leadership of Radagast, Lan and the others were not disturbed by the chaotic magical power in the Mirk Forest.
After the previous adaptive training with Radagast in the dark forest, even the flannel ball among them, who had the shortest endurance, was able to stay awake for several hours in this forest. .
Without needing to slow down and worrying about Radagast's rabbit sled, a few hours were enough for the Kirin to pass through the Dark Forest.
"Thorin, Balin, and Baggins all owe me a big favor this time."
Lan muttered on Qilin's back.
"Hurry up and hurry up just to save the lives of these dwarves."
"Saving people is a good thing, meow!"
Flannel ball's little paws patted his boss to comfort him. .
“And I heard that the treasures in Gushan are piled up into mountains, maybe they will use the treasures to thank us?”
“That’s the best, then I can still get rid of the knights from the knights. The withdrawn funds will be returned immediately.”
The witcher curled his lips indifferently.
The money Lan En used to revitalize his capital chain was withdrawn from the Ashes Knights.
Although it is a knighthood in his own name, Lan En clearly distinguishes between public and private. He didn't like being owed money, so he made it up as soon as he could.
Qilin obviously doesn't care much about money or treasure.
“唏伦伦!”
Its feline face arched forward and it purred.
‘But the dwarves said there is a dragon in the lonely mountain! What kind of dragon could that be? Cologne? ’
Qilin’s thoughts were transmitted through the variant [Yaxi Sigil], and it was more interested in the evil dragon named Smaug.
Unfortunately, when Lan En went to the top of the ancient dragon in the world of fire, he once saw a huge flying dragon corpse lying on the mountain range from a distance, covering half of the mountain range, but Qilin did not go there at that time.
When this world learned about the description of the evil dragon [Ankara Gang], Lan En was the size of the target flying dragon corpse.
"The dragons in this world are different from you, Qilin."
Lan En said, patting the neck of this beautiful [phantom beast].
The IQs of the ancient dragons in the New World are at least on par with humans. After wandering with Lan En for so long, Qilin has accepted many human concepts, such as that it is actually an ancient dragon.
“The dragons in this world are inherently evil, because they are all a war race created by the ancient dark god named Morgoth.”
Mirkwood is a long strip running north to south. In the forest, Lan En drove the unicorn, first from the location of Dol Guldur to the east, crossing sideways out of the forest, and then all the way north along the edge of the forest.
He didn't dare to go too far from the edge of the forest because he didn't know the way. Without the directional signpost of Mirkwood, who knows where it will go.
The boundaries of a large forest like this are actually very blurry and very wide.
So even though Lan En has walked out of the forest, the density of tree vegetation has only become sparse, and the thick humus of fallen leaves on the ground sometimes exposes soil and stones.
The white unicorn with a blue electric arc is like a strong wind, whistling through the woods.
The wide magic rune cloth swayed up and down in the air, full of momentum and nobility.
However, during this rapid movement, the demon hunter, who had not spoken to Qilin or Velvet Ball, suddenly turned his eyes diagonally forward.
At the same time, above the lush green canopy, there was a movement so slight that it was considered an hallucination to the demon hunter's senses.
Boots trample on the thick tree trunks, and the branches and leaves seem to have consciousness, separating in front of passers-by without getting entangled.
"Stop, stranger, you have already intruded. The territory of the Woodland Kingdom!”
It was a clear voice, and along with it was an arrow shooting down from the tree crown.
The landing point of the arrow should be before the landing point of Qilin's next hoof. The intention was obviously to intimidate and stop.
But it is also obvious - the archer did not fully estimate the speed of the unicorn.
He probably saw the shadow of the unicorn running, and then relied on his own experience and instinct to shoot the arrow.
Under normal circumstances, the archer's ability is completely sufficient.
But the ancient dragons in the New World cannot be considered an unusual situation.
So this arrow basically went towards Qilin's neck!
“Wait!”
The man shooting the arrow in the tree obviously reacted immediately, and he made a surprised sound.
While making the sound, another arrow was shot out by him, with the goal of cutting off the previous arrow.
This kind of archery skill, which is almost written in the legendary storybook, is not only used by some people now, it is even more exaggerated than the one in the legendary storybook!
Because he has really become it!
“Click!”
At a distance of more than thirty meters, an archer, with an unstable mood of surprise, broke the arrow shot from behind with an arrow fired from behind!
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(End of this chapter)