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1921, The Evil Dragon's Hundred Years' War (21)

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Fire and lava burst from the ground,

Men, dwarves and elves were routed,

Countless orcs are wreaking havoc and killing in the city,

Middle-earth is enveloped in fire and death.

"No!"

Gandalf opened his eyes suddenly, and the illusions that had been circulating in his mind disappeared.

"No, that's not an illusion, that's the future after our failure." He muttered to himself and looked around.

This is a sandy and gravel wilderness with slightly undulating terrain and only a few wild grasses growing. It can be seen everywhere in the wilderness, but it is obviously not a wilderness, because the wilderness does not have a thick fog that covers the sky and the earth, and he himself is also

It won't look like a transparent golden shadow.

"I died, and perished with the Firelord. He burned my body, and I destroyed its core." Gandalf's memory slowly revived: "Because it was not bound, the soul returned to the Timeless Hall on its own.

Halls? I thought I would go to Manwe, king of the Valar."

Gandalf turned his head to look around, and soon saw a golden light in the thick fog.

"I'm not sure whether it's appropriate to approach Ilúvatar directly about this matter. Middle-earth is just a part of the inconspicuous planet 'Arda' in the 'Yia' universe he created, but there is no other choice."

Gandalf sighed and walked towards the golden light that was not blocked by the thick fog and looked like a magnificent palace.

"Ehehehe~ah hahaha~"

After walking for a while, the golden hall got closer and closer, and Gandalf suddenly heard a burst of laughter from ahead. The sound was slightly sharp and weird, and it sounded like there was only one person.

No Valar or Maia would laugh like this. No, if they were within the scope of the Eternal Hall, they should be called the Ainur. Gandalf followed the sound and looked in the direction of the laughter.

The thick fog parted, revealing a long and wide cliff. Across the cliff was a suspension bridge made of huge bones. On the suspension bridge near Gandalf, there was sitting one, one, one... monkey

.

His skin is covered with golden fluff, and he has obvious monkey characteristics, but his body is more like a human. He is wearing a light yellow cloth and a tiger skin skirt around his waist. His eyelids are glowing with gold, and he is fidgeting with a square square in front of him with his furry hands.

It's a real thing, making him laugh out loud from time to time.

"This Ainur," Gandalf decided not to comment on the aesthetics of Ilúvatar's creation, after all, he had also seen the weirder Ainur: "Have you seen the 'Sun' who was originally guarding this bridge?

"

"Oh? You ask that muscular little grandson, he was sent away by me." Monkey Ainu replied nonchalantly.

"Is that so? Then if I want to cross this bridge, who should I ask to guide me?" Gandalf asked.

"[You saved everyone, who will save you?]" The box in front of Monkey Ainu made a sound.

"Of course it's my grandson."

Monkey Ainu pointed at himself with his furry finger, then poked at the box to make the picture above freeze.

"..." Gandalf was not sure whether the Ainur was responding to the person in the picture or himself. After thinking for a while, he decided to treat it as speaking to himself and continued: "I am Gandalf, gray-robed Gandalf."

Daphne, I have something important to go to the Eternal Palace to meet Ilúvatar, please show me the way."

Although there is a wide bone bridge in front of you, if you cross it rashly without the guidance of the bridge guard, you will fall into the abyss and end up in any corner of Yiya in an unknown form.

This was an additional protective measure after Melkor's rebellion. With Ilúvatar's authority, there was no need to worry about the rebellion of an Ainur. This was just to avoid being annoyed by him.

After all, if the enemy never dies and there is no way to reconcile with the other party, there is no other way than to be out of sight and out of mind.

"Oh?" Monkey Ainu blinked and looked Gandalf up and down: "If you still think you are Gandalf, you won't be able to pass. Again, who are you?"

"Well..." Gandalf thought for a moment, "I am Olórin, the wisest man in Maia."

"No, no." Monkey Ainu shook his head repeatedly.

"I am Mithrandir, Thark?n, Graeghama, Inus." Gandalf told all his previous names.

As for "bad news crow", "grey robe idiot" and other malicious names, they are selectively ignored.

"It's still wrong," the monkey Ainu continued to shake his head: "I'm not trying to make things difficult for you, but if you meet Ilúvatar with the wrong name, you won't be able to be resurrected and return to Middle-earth, because 'Gandalf the Gray' is already dead.

It turned into ashes."

"..." Gandalf thought for a while and felt he understood: "I am 'Gandalf the White'."

"Guhahahaha!" Monkey Ainu pointed at him and laughed wildly.

Gandalf's old face turned red, but his current state of soul was invisible to outsiders.

"Heh, well, let me give you a visual reminder." Monkey Ainu took out a needle and took out a needle. Then he shook it in the wind and turned it into an iron rod that was longer than the keel bridge.

He poked it on the edge of the cliff with a bang: "You can find a way to put it on the cliff and you can walk over - besides, it is just an ordinary iron rod, not the one I commonly use."

Do you want to use magic to move it?

Gandalf tried to cast a spell on the iron rod, but when it hit it, the magic disappeared like a cow in mud into the sea.

No, that's not right.

A similar thing seemed to have happened once. When I tried to open the Dulin Gate with passwords in various languages, although Sophie knocked her open, thinking about it afterwards, the way to pass should be simple, using Elvish.

Just say "friend".

So... there should be a simpler and more intuitive way to turn this iron rod into a bridge.

——

After many attempts, the iron rod taken out by Monkey Ainu still did not move.

After much thought, Gandalf decided to go to him and ask for new tips.

Although we have confidence in the strength of the Fellowship of the Ring, the longer the delay, the more variables may arise.

"This -" "Shh, wait until I finish reading this."

Gandalf walked up to the monkey Ainur, but before he could speak, he shushed and stopped him.

What did you read? Isn’t that a contact tool?

He turned his attention to the box in front of the monkey Ainu.

In the picture, nothing could be seen except for the white light at first. Then, two handsome elves emerged from the white light hand in hand. Then, it was revealed that they were surrounded by exquisite golden decorations and the surroundings.

Huge trees.

Celeborn, Lord of Northern Mirkwood, and his consort Galadriel, the Elven Queen.

Is this...Lothlórien? Have they come this far?

"If you want a hint," said the monkey Ainur, "she is Galadriel and also Hela."

"...What?" Gandalf thought carefully, but did not understand the meaning of this name at all.

The screen turned, and Gandalf saw that one member of the Fellowship of the Ring was missing. Everyone's expressions were quite peaceful, and they were not depressed at all because of his "death". He didn't know whether to feel relieved or reflect for a moment.

"Gandalf the Gray has not stepped into the realm of Lothlorien, he has fallen into the shadow," Galadriel's gentle, noble and rhythmic voice sounded: "But he will never do anything unnecessary.

We can't yet tell what he wants."

Originally he planned to ask Manwe for help, but now he was unexpectedly trapped in the Eternal Hall. Gandalf sighed.

"Your mission hangs by a thread. If you go wrong, you will fail and... be completely destroyed," Galadriel continued: "But as long as you are loyal and united, hope is still there. Don't let your hearts go through this."

The annoyance, sorrow and fatigue have exhausted you, now go and rest."

And at the same time that Galadriel said this sentence, another sentence that also belonged to him sounded simultaneously.

"Welcome, Frodo of the Shire. You have seen the evil eye, and you know how to resist it."

"Oh no, as the holder of the three elven rings, you cannot touch the Lord of the Rings." Gandalf said.

"She can't hear it, so don't worry about the ancients," Monkey Ainu said while laughing: "The show is about to begin, hehehehe."

"Although she is indeed old enough, but..." Gandalf was about to say something, but saw the scene switch to the face of Frodo who was looking at Galadriel. At the same time, a voice that was not spoken by anyone present sounded.

:

"[Poor Monk, Tripitaka of the Tang Dynasty, see Her Majesty the Queen.]"

"???"

When Gandalf was confused, the scene cut back to Galadriel.

"[In this life, we are destined to be together.]"

"Hahahahaha!" Monkey Ainu laughed as he beat his head.

Before Gandalf could struggle to organize his words, the picture in the frame suddenly zoomed out, revealing the splendor and grandeur of Lothlorien, known as the "Golden Garden", but at the same time, there was an indescribable sound that sounded.

The singing voice of the ride:

——[Mandarin ducks and butterflies fly together, and the spring scenery in the garden is intoxicating~]——

The scene switched and Galadriel was talking to Celeborn, but the voices were those of two women.

"[God's gift to Prince Tang's royal younger brother is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.]"

"[Your Majesty wants to...]"

"[I would like to use the wealth of a country to recruit him as the king and me as the queen.]"

Wait! Gandalf is completely stupid.

——[Quietly asked the holy monk, is my daughter beautiful? Is my daughter~ beautiful?】——

Then, the screen suddenly switched to the Fellowship of the Ring, who were already resting, eating, and talking about something.

"[I'm here to congratulate you]." Tauriel said.

"[Ah? Congratulations?]" Sam replied while eating.

"[My lord, I would like to use the wealth of the country to marry my younger brother and grandpa as my husband. I will honor you from the south and control the land of Xiliang forever.]" Tauriel replied.

"What are you talking about? Have you asked Xiliang Ma Chao?" Monkey Ainu said while laughing.

Gandalf remained sluggish.

——[Speaking of royal power and wealth, fear of having strict rules and regulations~]——

Following the inexplicable singing, the screen switched again.

It was already midnight. Galadriel, dressed in a gorgeous white robe and glowing with a faint white light, left Lothlorien's buildings and walked toward a forest waterfall on the edge of the city.

On the way, Frodo suddenly woke up and followed him quietly.

——[I only wish that forever, I can be with the one I love]——

Near the waterfall, there was a small square with stars twinkling around it. In the middle of the square was an empty fountain tray. Galadriel picked up the water bottle next to the tray and began to collect water from the small pool under the waterfall.

Frodo carefully walked down the steps and stood on the other side of the tray, looking at Galadriel slightly awkwardly.

Galadriel turned around with the full water bottle, walked to the tray and poured water into it, and at the same time said to Frodo:

"[Brother Yudi, look at the scenery in this imperial garden?]"

Frodo hesitated for a few seconds before replying: "[Amitabha.]"

Galadriel had filled the tray, put down the water bottle, and said to Frodo with a smile: "[I'll hang out with you for a while longer, okay.]"

Frodo walked towards the water basin: "[Poor monk, please obey.]"

"Hmm..." Monkey Ainu touched his chin, "It's inexplicably consistent with the truth. It's really interesting."

Gandalf remained sluggish.

——【Love Yi, love Yi, may we always be with you in this life】——

Frodo looked down at the basin for a moment, then suddenly pressed down the magic ring that slipped out of his collar and took two steps back.

Galadriel looked at Frodo, her lips opening and closing, but making no sound.

"As long as you say so, I will give it to you." Frodo spread the Ring in the palm of his hand and handed it to Galadriel.

"Are you willing to give it to me?" Galadriel's voice became solemn and she walked slowly towards Frodo.

"Well... these are the original words, but combined with the previous scene, I can only say that he is a genius in editing." Monkey Ainu continued to nod.

——[May we always be with each other in this life, always~with each other~]——

The strange music stopped, but the atmosphere was obviously gone.

"I don't deny that deep down in my heart, I long for it..." Galadriel's hand slowly stretched out to the Lord of the Rings, but kept trembling slightly in the process.

Suddenly, she opened her arms suddenly, her blond hair was flying, her whole body was enveloped in green light, and she said loudly:

"On the throne of the Dark Lord, there will be a queen!"

"She is not dark, she is beautiful, and as terrifying as the dawn!"

"As unpredictable as the sea! Stronger and more solid than the foundations of the earth!"

"All living things will love me and be in despair!"

"Death will also bow at my feet!"

As she roared, the flying hair gradually gathered together and became darker in color, like dark green spikes.

"Hmm... it completely ruins the artistic conception of the previous part, so you can consider cutting it." Monkey Ainu shook his head.

"Control yourself! Don't succumb to the bewitchment of the Lord of the Rings!" Gandalf suddenly woke up and shouted at Galadriel in the screen.

call--

Finally, Galadriel put down her hand, still looking like a fairy with blond hair and blue eyes.

"I passed the test and found myself," she looked at the "box" in front of the monkey Ainur and Gandalf: "What about you?"

"...Of course I do too." Gandalf shook his head and raised his hand to reach for the iron rod that he had been completely helpless about before.

Zhizhi——Zhisziz——

With a flash of electric light, the iron rod rose into the air, and then landed steadily on the cliff to form a "single-plank bridge."

"I am Erik Lensherr," said Gandalf.


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