After a night of silence, everyone set off on the road to Rivendell again the next day.
The unicorn finally survived last night intact. As soon as Aragorn's beauty trap was used, it was overturned by Arwen's honey trap. Aragorn fell in the blink of an eye, without even holding on.
This move made Russell extremely disdainful. Aragorn was addicted to beauty and would definitely be a coward in the future!
The Nightmare and the Unicorn walked through the mountains and ridges as if they were walking on flat ground. The speed of the group was several times faster. Russell and Frodo rode one Nightmare, and the other three hobbits rode another.
Aragorn held Arwen in his arms and rode on the unicorn. The two of them were deeply in love and took the opportunity to show off their affection, spreading one bag after another of dog food.
This move once again made Russell extremely disdainful. Aragon's beauty made him faint, and the harem will definitely control the government in the future!
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After riding for several days, the group entered the border of Rivendell. In front of them was the territory of the Elf Lord Elrond. No matter how arrogant the Nazgul were, they would not dare to break into the Elf territory in broad daylight and run wild.
"Hohohoho——"
Suddenly, a hoarse and shrill roar sounded from far to near, from all directions. It seemed like it was not there, and the dark murmur lingering in the ears made people feel nervous.
"It's the black magic of the Ringwraiths. They are nearby." Aragorn pulled out his sword and looked at the black smoke rolling up behind him.
Thousands of meters away, five Nazgul were wrapped in a hazy black mist. They were holding knight's swords, and their scarlet eyes were clearly visible even though they were far apart.
"There is no need to fight. Let's enter Rivendell quickly. They don't dare to follow." Arwen said. As long as she enters the territory of the elves, she can borrow the power of the forest to defeat the Nazgul.
Hearing Arwen's words, Russell and Aragorn nodded. It is not difficult to defeat the Ringwraiths, but it is not easy to kill them. There is no need to waste energy here.
Two black and one white, the three horses accelerated and charged towards the boundary of Rivendell as fast as possible.
On the other side, five Nazgul rolled up the black mist and attacked. Their power was greatly reduced during the day. It was impossible to grab the Supreme Lord of the Rings, but it was even more impossible to let the Supreme Lord of the Rings enter Rivendell.
The reason why he appeared again was deliberately to make Frodo, who holds the Lord of the Rings, fear, so that Sauron can control him.
The group of people came to the canyon ferry, and Rivendell was bounded by the river. Arwen stopped the unicorn and looked at the Nazgul on the other side of the river valley with a cold smile on his face.
This is Rivendell, and they are already invincible. If the Nazgul find their way and leave on their own, but they still persist in their stubbornness, Arwen doesn't mind teaching them a lesson.
The five Nazgul lined up in a row, looking directly at Frodo with their scarlet eyes, so frightened that the latter dared not speak.
"The Lord of the Rings is here. If you have the guts, come and get it. If you don't, just get out." Russell blocked Frodo's eyes, looked at the Ringwraith, raised his hand and made a throat-cutting ceremony.
The five Nazgul remained motionless, pretending not to hear Russell's provocation. The moisture in the air was getting thicker, and when they saw Alvin reciting a spell, they took a moment and slowly retreated.
"Chirp chirp————"
At this time, an eagle chirped loudly in the sky, and a black spot quickly enlarged in the distance. The huge falcon stirred up a strong wind, flapped its wings and leaned down to rush down.
Russell narrowed his eyes slightly and saw an old man with gray hair and beard lying on the back of the giant eagle. If he wasn't the second choice, he should be Gandalf, who had just successfully escaped from prison.
"I am a servant of the Holy Fire, holding high the flame of Arno..."
Gandalf held his staff high. The long wooden staff was ordinary, but the magic stone on the top was dazzling and shining with astonishing light. It was sacred and noble, majestic and inviolable, and people couldn't help but bow their heads in worship!
Not only were the Ringwraiths fearful, but even the nightmare under Russell's crotch was wailing intermittently, and the holy light made the dark creatures extremely uncomfortable.
"Minions of Sauron, go back to the darkness!"
The tens of thousands of rays of light fell, and the black mist collapsed at the first touch. The Ringwraiths let out a shrill wail and turned into thick black smoke and fled in an instant.
"Gandalf!"
The four hobbits shouted in surprise, jumped off the nightmare, and ran quickly to Gandalf.
"Haha, friends, I feel relieved to see that you are safe." Seeing that Frodo and the four were safe and sound, Gandalf was very happy, and a kind smile appeared on his vicissitudes of life.
The giant eagle completed its mission, circled in the sky several times, said goodbye to Gandalf, flapped its wings and disappeared into the distance.
"Gandalf, you're late!"
At this time, Aragorn stepped forward and hugged Gandalf. The two were very different in age, but they were close friends.
"I heard that you encountered the Ringwraiths and defeated them once. It was really amazing." Gandalf sighed, don't ask him how he knew, he just knew.
"There are some thrills, but you know, I am Strider Aragorn, and you are not the only powerful friend." With that, Aragorn introduced Russell.
"Hello, young Master Russell, your power makes me ashamed." Gandalf said with a smile, the dark power has awakened, and there is a strong man in Middle-earth. This is a good sign.
"You're too polite, Master Gandalf, just call me Russell. I have admired your reputation for a long time, and to be honest, I am actually a fan of yours." Russell said and took a close look at Gandalf.
Gandalf was dressed in gray robes, with dry lips and disheveled beard and hair, which made him look slightly embarrassed, but this did not affect his overall temperament. His wise eyes were energetic, cloudy but warm, and exuded a sense of peace and calmness.
A kind-hearted old man, without wearing a helmet...
After looking at Gandalf's face, Russell's attention shifted to his staff. The magic stone, which faintly revealed the holy glory, was as warm as the sun. Bathing in it, he felt his fatigue disappear, as if his soul was exuding comfort.
's moans.
Is this the lighting technique? It looks so powerful!
"What's the matter, Master Russell?" Gandalf was puzzled. Russell's eyes were shining a bit.
"Master Gandalf, this may be a bit abrupt, but I have been admiring your lighting skills for a long time. Do you think I have the talent to learn?" After Russell finished speaking, he looked at Gandalf without blinking, failing to trigger the lottery.
It doesn't matter, Gandalf probably won't mind giving advice to his juniors.
"Illumination..."
Gandalf twitched the corner of his mouth, what a vivid name, but his move was really not a lighting technique, but using the power of God to dispel the darkness.
"Master Russell, it's not that I'm hiding anything. This is not my power and I can't teach it to you."
As he spoke, Gandalf twisted the magic stone on his staff, took it out like a light bulb, put it to his mouth, breathed, rubbed it a few times and put it in his arms.
Russell: "..."
As for the lighting technique, why did I see external threads on the magic stone?
Russell's face collapsed, his faith was shocked, and he said with waning spirits: "Since you said so, Gandalf, forget it. In fact, I am not very academic."
Gandalf: "..."
You called me master just now, now you call me by name, it’s so realistic!