Chapter 186

The night was deep.

There was a constant cold wind above the top of the wind and cloud.

At the entrance, Morgan and Aragon gasped, holding torches and looking at the rapidly disappearing shadow below, they were relieved.

"Hoo..."

"Hoo..."

Breathing gradually becomes gentle.

When all the shadows of the ring spirit disappeared into the darkness, they still didn't relax their vigilance.

Until there was a faint sound of horses' hoofs under the darkness.

They were completely relieved.

"These guys are really hard to deal with."

Morgan put the spirit sword back into the waist scabbard and said casually.

"Of course, they are the most powerful existence under Sauron."

Aragorn nodded.

Today is his first time to see this famous Dragon slaying warrior who is also a human.

The strength is really extraordinary.

And obviously experienced in dealing with those ring spirits.

If it weren't for the torch in hand, those ring spirits that are difficult to be hurt by the sword wouldn't be so easy to be driven away.

"Bang..."

Morgan kicked his foot on the wet sand and stone ground. The only headless body left was the body of the ring spirit whose head had been cut off by Morgan. He couldn't help asking Aragon, "is this guy dead?"

"I don't know..."

Aragorn put away his sword, held up his torch, looked at the corpse on the ground and said, "I've heard that these ring spirits were born by Soren."

"As long as Sauron doesn't die, it's hard for them to be killed."

"Even if the body appears to have been killed, its ghost can still be reborn in Modo."

"Of course, I don't know if this is a rumor..."

"After all, they are too mysterious."

Aragorn shook his head.

Morgan was silent.

It is already difficult to deal with the immunity of those ring spirits to physical damage.

As a result, he is now reborn in Modo after knowing that the other party can still be killed.

That's too much.

"Bang..."

Kicked the headless steel body again.

Morgan suddenly squatted down, stood at his neck and looked inside the body.

There was nothing in the body below the neck. It was completely empty and dark.

Morgan put the torch in his hand to illuminate, and the result was the same as he saw, except that he could see the steel armor as a body, which was completely empty.

This seems to confirm what Aragon just said.

As long as the soul does not die, they can completely replace the body and regenerate again and again.

Reach out and light the torch on the wet black robe on the steel body.

"Bang..."

The flame sprang up in an instant.

Obviously, even the black robe on the ring spirit is not ordinary.

Otherwise, how could the wet robe burn so easily.

"What should we do now?"

Then Frodo came up with Sam and merrippings and asked.

"Although the ring spirits have retreated temporarily, no one can say when they will come up."

"Now that the rain has stopped, we continue on our way."

"It's not too far from ravendale."

Morgan said and looked at Aragon.

Aragorn nodded. He must have no problem. He wanted to get to darwindale faster than any of the team.

Because since he knew Morgan's plan, he looked forward to seeing his beloved Arwen again.

"Well, let's go and clean up. We'll leave when we're done."

Morgan said, and they quickly put away their blankets and small cups.

Before long, the six member team walked down the top of the storm and headed for a darker front.

......

Eisinger.

Late at night.

There was a strong wind, lightning and thunder, and heavy rain.

The top of the orsanke stone tower, which is more than 500 feet high.

Quadrangular flat tower top.

A figure in a gray robe was bent and curled into a ball, sitting closely on one of the four huge sharp corners, shivering in the heavy rain.

The figure in the grey robe is Gandalf naturally.

Not long ago, inside the orsanke stone tower, the rebellious white wizard Saruman forcibly persuaded Gandalf to betray without success.

Then the two wizards fought in the stone tower.

At home, coupled with wearing a white robe, Saruman's strength is obviously stronger than Gandalf.

The result is obvious.

Gandalf was beaten up by Saruman.

Then he was locked up at the top of the orsanke stone tower.

At the same time.

Inside the stone tower.

In the dark black hall.

Saruman, a white wizard, is standing in front of a stone platform with crystal balls of true knowledge.

At this time, the crystal ball of true knowledge, which was originally dark and profound, was fiery red. In the fire, a huge and terrible eye loomed and appeared from time to time.

"Saruman, build me a Mordor Army..."

The voice of incomparably deep, evil and terrible came slowly from the crystal ball of true knowledge.

Saruman saluted the narrowed version of Sauron's eye in front of him and said respectfully, "aisinger obeys your orders, great Sauron..."

Really know that everything in the crystal ball disappears and is silent again.

Saruman waved the black cloth over the crystal ball of true knowledge, then went to the long table full of books and sat down. He closed his eyes and began to think.

Time passed slowly.

When Saruman opened his eyes, before long, a sound of footsteps came from outside the hall.

Soon, five strong, ferocious and ugly orcs appeared in front of the gate and entered the hall.

"Master, you called us. Did modo have any orders?"

The first Orc looked at the white wizard in front of him and asked.

"Of course, we have a lot to do next."

Saruman looked at the orcs in front of him and said coldly, "let all your troops go out and cut down all the trees in the rock ring wall. We will build livestock ponds and equipment smelting factories..."

"Yes, master..."

The orc's small collar quickly went out.

Saruman looked at the orc's back, and the disgust in his eyes was very obvious.

These orcs from moldo, although ostensibly called his master, were obedient to him.

But in fact, he obeyed modosolen's orders everywhere.

Saruman has hated these disgusting orcs for a long time.

Although he defected from the Middle Earth World Freedom League, it does not mean that he will completely obey the orders of Soren of moldo.

This time Soren ordered him to build a new Orc army for Mordor.

But it was exactly what he wanted.

Of course, the army is to be built, but whether it will obey orders and moldo is not certain.

Saruman looked at the disappearing figure of the orc, and there was a cold light flashing between his slightly narrowed eyes.

The night deepened.

The heavy rain in the sky is also getting smaller and smaller until it disappears.

The cold wind whistling at the top of orsanke stone tower.

Gandalf curled up under a huge sharp corner. Half asleep and half awake, he suddenly heard a loud noise one after another.

Gandalf stood up slowly, went to the edge of the stone tower and looked down.

I saw the originally dark Eisinger ring. There were flames everywhere, orcs everywhere, and towering trees that were constantly pushed down and cut down.

The loud sound was the wailing sound of the fallen tree.

Gandalf's face changed, and he immediately went to the other side of the top of the stone tower. He saw the same scene on the other side.

The orcs wreaked havoc and felled in the Eisinger ring wall.

It seemed that Gandalf thought of something. Gandalf stopped looking and sat under the huge corner of the stone tower again, with a heavy heart on his face.

Because he learned from Saruman that the nine ring spirit left the Minas Grottoes for the shire, he was most worried about Frodo holding the ring.

But Gandalf, who knew Morgan's strength better than others, couldn't help feeling lucky to have Morgan in his heart.

But Morgan has only one person, and those nine are famous and second only to the nine ring spirits under Sauron.

Gandalf had studied the nine precepts. He was well aware of their horror.

Morgan is no stronger than those nine.

Gandalf couldn't help worrying about Morgan.

But he is now imprisoned by Saruman and can't sit here. If he wants to help, he has to escape first.

Thinking of this, Gandalf took a deep breath, then closed his eyes and began to whisper.

......

Oriental Avenue.

Under the broad blue sky, a team of six is walking fast.

Two tall and four short, walking on the vast wilderness is Morgan and his team.

It's the fourth day to leave fengfengding.

Because it was on foot, the six member team had to go day and night if they wanted to break away from the pursuit of the ring spirits.

"Hua Hua..."

Just then.

A slight sound of water came from a distance.

Merri the Hobbit immediately brightened his eyes and hurriedly said, "this is the sound of running water. There is a river ahead."

"I'll have a look."

Merry said and strode forward.

"Wait for me..."

Behind him, Pippin immediately shouted and followed.

Watching the two hobbits running forward with great interest one after another.

Morgan could not help but sigh that hobbits are indeed optimistic by nature.

Such a high-intensity journey, the two are still active and full of passion.

This is not what ordinary people can do.

"It's really a river, a big river. We can take a bath!"

Then Pippin's happy voice came.

Made everyone laugh.

Bathing outside the wilderness has always been a big problem.

If it's winter, it's OK. Because of the cold weather, there won't be too much sweating. Even if you don't take a bath for a long time, your taste won't be too heavy.

But in summer, that's great.

It's hot and smelly without taking a bath all day.

Although it is autumn now, although the weather is not so cold, but before being attacked by the ring spirit at night, coupled with the continuous continuous continuous drive, the sweat stains on the people are wet and dry, dry and wet.

Everyone stinks.

At this time, I met a river, even if I was chased by the ring spirit behind me.

I can't care so much at this time. I'll take a good bath first.

Before long, the six person team all rushed to the river.

This river is called "missel River", which originates from the misty mountains.

When Morgan arrived, merry and Pippin had already swam naked in the river.

Most of the hobbits in the shire live in the countryside.

So many people can swim.

"Pop..."

"Pop..."

Frodo and Sam jumped into the river one after another.

Morgan looked around and found no danger before he took off his clothes and went into the water.

We all know that there is a ring spirit chasing behind us. The six person team didn't spend much time in missel Hanoi.

After cleaning and simply washing the clothes, the six people soon started on the road again.

After missel, he began to approach the forest where three ogres once lived.

When the team of six reached the forest.

It's getting dark.

At the edge of the forest, in a rocky wilderness.

Under a huge stone.

The fire was faint.

The six person ring guard team is sitting around the campfire, preparing today's dinner.

Originally, in the pursuit of the ring spirit behind him, for safety, the team basically wouldn't make a fire at night.

However, all the dried meat in Morgan's ring that could be used for dry chewing had been eaten up last night.

The little food left is all semi-finished or raw, which can only be eaten after cooking.

Now I need to fill my stomach. Naturally, I don't care to be found by the ring spirits.

This is also the reason why the team chose to make a fire under the more hidden boulders.

"Gulu Gulu..."

The cooking pot on the campfire rack kept rolling, and the smell of thick soup overflowed.

Around, each of the six people had a string of barbecued intestines with wooden sticks, which were roasted with oil.

I looked at the sausage in my hand and the thick soup in the pot.

Pippin and merry, the most greedy in the team, swallowed saliva from time to time.

It has been a long time since I drank thick soup and ate overheated food.

This really makes them greedy.

Today is really a good day for the four hobbits.

I finally took a good bath during the day.

For dinner, we had thick soup and roast intestines from our hometown.

All the sausage Morgan took out came from Bilbo's house.

So the four hobbits went to sleep soon after they had enough to eat and drink.

Since leaving habitun, the team's vigil has never involved several dwarfs.

Morgan was on duty before leaving Bree.

After leaving Bree, Morgan and Aragon took turns.

It's Aragon's turn to watch tonight.

Morgan finished eating, soon wrapped in a blanket, leaned against the boulder behind him and began to rest with his eyes closed.

Before going to sleep.

Morgan suddenly thought.

Brush

Virtual data began to jump and flicker in front of us.

[Time Traveler: Morgan]

[race: human]

[biological level: Level 2]

[soul power: 0]

[attributes: strength LV7; physique lv6; agility lv6; spirit LV5]

[abilities: general language; Muay Thai Lv2; white crow sword (mastery) lv4; bow and arrow (mastery) lv4; rock body (special skill); dragon power (special skill); charge (special skill); mental impact (special skill); eagle eye (special skill); flash (special skill)]

[talent: Intimacy (special skill)]

[current world exploration progress: 9.99%]

【......】

Look at the data jumping out in front of you.

Morgan looked at the zero behind the soul bar and was clear in his heart.

A few days ago, it was the first battle.

Except for the ring spirit whose head was cut off by itself, all the other ring spirits ran away.

But whether the ring spirit with its head cut off is dead or not.

Refer to the results of the last battle at the bakoberi ferry in habitun.

Morgan thinks he should have got soul power.

As for the reason why the soul bar is still zero.

It should be that the soul power obtained is not enough, so it can't be displayed.

Keep looking down.

Soon, we can see that the current progress of world exploration is still 9.99%.

Morgan calmly dispersed the data panel in front of him.

Soon fell asleep.

Time passed slowly.

The night deepened.

The original vigorous bonfire has long been extinguished.

Aragon sat on the boulder behind him and closed his eyes.

Just then.

A noise suddenly came from a distance.

At this moment, Aragon, who was on the night watch, and Morgan Qi, who was sleeping, opened their eyes.

"Something is happening..."

"The ring spirit may be coming..."

"Wake them up..."

Morgan immediately stood up, pulled out his long sword and looked out.

Behind him, Aragorn was whispering to wake up the four hobbits.

"Frodo..."

"Sam..."

"Wake up..."

"Shh, keep your voice down..."

When Aragon quickly woke up the four little hobbits.

Morgan also saw tonight's night visitor ahead: a tall, tall, handsome and happy elf wearing a white robe.

Grofendel, also known as "Lord of the Golden Flower".