Chapter 392: The Undead has set a net of heaven and earth
The Fellowship of the Ring was divided into two groups. Aragorn went south to look for reinforcements. Russell, Legolas, and Gimli were responsible for protecting his safety.
Gandalf and Boromir headed to the royal capital of Minas Tirith, followed by four hobbits. It was safest to place the Supreme Lord of the Rings with Gandalf. Although Russell's strength was not bad, but...
Without buts, it would be Gandalf!
This was a decision made after everyone voted. Because I was afraid that Russell would be petty and take revenge on the team members who did not vote for him, I chose to vote anonymously. However, the results were not very friendly.
Gandalf 9 votes! Russell 1 vote!
Russell:(￣_￣)convex
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"Here we are, here is Mount Dinmer. The undead of Denhalo are wandering here!" Aragorn looked at the mountains in front of him, with many thoughts in his mind.
The souls of those who betrayed their oaths wandered the mountains, unable to rest until the descendants of Isildur lifted their curse.
"I came here according to the prophecy to give the undead a chance to atone for their sins and eliminate the shame they bear." Aragorn looked solemn: "Russell, do you know, I..."
Halfway through, Aragorn suddenly felt that the scene was a bit familiar, and subconsciously turned around to look over. Just as he thought, no one was listening to him at all. The three Russells were squatting in the corner, and they set up a big pot at some point.
Aragorn: "..."
No one cooperated at every sensational moment. Aragorn's heart was bleeding, and he secretly said that he had accidentally made friends. He strode over and decided to turn his grief into appetite and eat two more bowls today.
"So this is what nightmares smell like..."
Legolas and Gimli nodded repeatedly. Unlike Aragorn, they tasted the nightmare for the first time and were instantly conquered.
The nightmare died in the Battle of Helm's Deep. Although the food could not be moved, the obligation must be fulfilled. Russell thought that the nightmare thought so, so he fulfilled its last wish and cut it into pieces and took it with him.
"It feels good, but I don't know how a unicorn would taste?"
"Legolas, you are an elf prince. There should be no shortage of unicorns in your family, right?" Russell asked casually.
"No, the Woodland Kingdom has domesticated elk and no unicorns."
"The big-antlered deer... is fine, I'll get two to try some other time." Russell said he didn't mind.
"Well, let me try!"
Legolas frowned, struggled for a moment, and finally nodded heavily.
"Ahem!"
After eating and drinking, Aragorn coughed lightly, confirmed that the three Russells were there, and said: "Guys, next we will pass through the Path of the Dead, use this shortcut to go to Pelag, and look for reinforcements in the south.
Finally, return to the port outside the royal capital along the Anduin River. Do you have any better suggestions?"
The three Russells shook their heads repeatedly. Legolas and Gimli were not familiar with the geography of Gondor. Russell had lost his memory and didn't know anything, so they left as Aragorn said.
Aragorn: "..."
Although he is clearly the leader of a four-person team, he feels more like a tour guide, leading three foodies on a sightseeing tour.
"Aragorn, what are you going to do about the undead?" Russell asked while putting away the iron pot.
"I just said this question..." Aragorn was speechless and had to repeat again: "I will give the undead a chance to atone for their sins and let them rest in peace."
"What about that? Do you know how your ancestors cursed the undead?"
"What's wrong?"
"I want to curse a despicable, shameless, shameless, and lying white-robed mage!" Russell gritted his teeth and said, he wanted to curse Gandalf, because the old man deceived him and failed to fulfill his original promise.
Aragorn: "..."
Remove the 'white robe', and the mage in your mouth is yourself!
Russell's resentment was so high that Gandalf had made an agreement with him to teach him the art of lighting while he was guarding the Horn Keep.
The Horn Castle was defended, but Gandalf hesitated and refused to teach him the art of illumination. He left behind a pamphlet and hurried to the royal capital with Boromir and others.
Russell followed the practice method in the booklet and studied the illumination technique on his own, and he mastered it after trying it twice.
But soon, he discovered that he had been deceived. The lighting technique in the brochure could not do anything except lighting!
In fact, Russell knew from the beginning that Gandalf's magic was inevitably related to his being Maia. It was said to be magic, but it was more like instinct, or simply the power given by God.
It cannot be shared or taught!
Knowing this, Russell still took a chance, or as he said, what if he saw a ghost!
It turns out there is no ghost, only a mature Maia!
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"I heard about Dingmo Mountain when I was very young. It is said that there are countless undead wandering in the valley. Fear is their weapon to scare the living away from their kingdom of the undead."
Arriving at the entrance to the Path of the Dead, Legolas felt a little unhappy. The forest here was gloomy and humid, and the lingering air of death filled the air and turned into a hazy gray mist, making it difficult for him to have a good impression.
"I also heard when I was a child that no living person can safely pass through the Path of the Dead. The undead are hostile to the living, and everyone who enters will die." Jinli continued.
"I also heard when I was a child that the people of Rohan would rather cross the mountains than take the risk of taking this road. The undead will attack passers-by with fear, causing them to lose their courage and scare to death in the valley." Aragorn.
said.
Russell nodded: "What a coincidence, I heard about it when I was a child, but because of amnesia, I can't remember anything!"
"..."X3
As everyone walked into the Path of the Dead, it was as if they were passing through an invisible boundary, and gray fog began to fill the valley in front of them.
In a trance, a soul-stirring demonic voice whispered in his ears, hallucinations appeared in front of his eyes, as if he saw ghosts floating around, and he even felt like he was being watched by countless pairs of eyes.
"叏lvlv~~~"
The war horses under the four men were restless, tapping their hooves and making low noises. They refused to move forward no matter what. Following a roaring wind, they were so frightened that they turned back the way they came and ran out of the valley.
"It seems like the undead don't welcome us!"
Russell pulled out the Adamantium alloy knife. Both Gandalf and Aragorn had said that the undead had no body and could not harm the living, but without a weapon in his hand, he always felt uneasy.
"It would be best if they still remember their promise. If they forget, then let them be!" Mordor's army is approaching, Gondor is in danger, and Aragorn will not waste too much time on the undead.
He also has a more difficult task during this trip, which is to resist Sauron's minions and the elite pirate troops of Umba from the sea.
The four of them walked along the valley and soon found a cave in the mountain stream. Legolas' sharp eyes read the ancient writing on it.
"The road ahead has been sealed. The undead have set up a dragnet. They are guarding here..."
"How does it feel?"
Russell curled his lips: "The standard line for the weak, because they are afraid, the devil will write on the wall, 'The resort welcomes all brave people to stay, room and board are free'!"