the end of the heavens

No one cooperates at every sensational moment, Aragorn's heart bleeds, he secretly said that he was careless in making friends, strode over, and decided to turn his grief into appetite, and eat two more bowls today.

"It turns out that this is the smell of nightmares..."

Legolas and Gimli nodded again and again. Unlike Aragorn, they tasted the nightmare for the first time and were instantly conquered.

This Nightmare died in the Battle of Helm's Deep. Although the moving ingredients could no longer be moved, the obligations must be fulfilled. Russell believed that Nightmare thought so too, so he fulfilled its last wish and cut it into pieces to take with him.

"It's not bad, but I don't know how unicorns taste?"

"Legolas, you are an elf prince, so you should have a unicorn in your family, right?" Russell asked casually.

"No, the Woodland Kingdom domesticates elk, not unicorns."

"Big horned deer... that's fine too. Let's try two of them some other day." Russell said he didn't dislike it.

"Well, I'll try!"

Legolas frowned, struggled for a moment, and finally nodded heavily.

"Cough cough!"

After eating and drinking, Aragorn coughed lightly, confirmed that all three of Russell were there, and said, "Guys, next we will go through the Path of the Dead, take this shortcut to Pelag, and look for reinforcements in the south. Finally, return to the port outside the capital along the Anduin River, do you have any better proposals?"

The three of Russell shook their heads repeatedly. Legolas and Gimli were not familiar with the geography of Gondor, and Russell lost his memory and didn't know anything, so they left as Aragorn said.

Aragorn: "..."

He is obviously the leader of the four-person team, but he feels more like a tour guide, leading three foodies who are traveling around the mountains and rivers.

"Aragorn, what are you going to do with the undead?" Russell asked while putting away the iron pot.

"I just said this question..." Aragorn was speechless, so he had to repeat again: "I will give the undead a chance to redeem their sins, and let them rest in peace."

"Then what, do you know how your ancestors cursed the undead?"

"what happened?"

"I want to curse a despicable, shameless, shameless, and lying white-robed mage!" Russell gritted his teeth and said, he wanted to curse Gandalf, the old man deceived him and failed to fulfill his original promise.

Aragorn: "..."

Take off the 'white robe', the mage in your mouth is yourself!

Russell was full of resentment. Gandalf had made an agreement with him to teach him the lighting technique when he defended the Horn Fort.

The Horn Fort was defended, but Gandalf hesitated and refused to teach him the art of lighting. He left a booklet and hurried to the capital with Boromir and others.

According to the practice method in the pamphlet, Russell figured out the lighting technique by himself, and he managed it after two attempts.

But soon, he found that he had been deceived. The lighting technique in the pamphlet could do nothing but illuminate!

In fact, Russell knew from the very beginning that Gandalf's magic had an inevitable connection with his being Maia, but magic was more like instinct, or simply a power bestowed by God.

Can't share, can't teach!

Knowing this, Russell still reciprocated his luck, or the same sentence, what if the hell!

It turns out there is no ghost, just a full-fledged Maija!

……

"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, and it scares the living away from their undead kingdom."

When he came to the entrance of the Path of the Dead, Legolas felt a little unhappiness. The forest here was gloomy and damp, filled with the lingering dead air, which turned into hazy gray mist, which made it difficult for him to develop a good impression.

"I also heard when I was a child that no living person can safely pass through the Way of the Dead. The undead retaliate against the living with a hostile attitude, and everyone who enters dies." 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 the passers-by with fear, making them lose their courage and frighten them to death in the valley." Aragorn Said.

Russell nodded: "Coincidentally, I heard of it when I was a child, but because of amnesia, I don't remember anything!"

"..." x3

Everyone walked into the Path of the Dead, as if passing through an invisible boundary, and the valley in front of them began to be filled with gray fog.

In a trance, a soul-stirring magic voice whispered in his ears, hallucinations appeared in front of his eyes, as if he saw ghosts floating, and there was a palpitation of being peeped by countless pairs of eyes.

"The law of the law~~~"

The war horses under the crotch of the four were restless, stomping their hooves and humming, and refused to move forward anyway. With a howling wind, they were so frightened that they returned the same way and ran out of the valley.

"It seems that the undead don't welcome us!"

Russell pulled out the Edman alloy knife. Both Gandalf and Aragorn once said that the undead have no entity and cannot harm the living, but they don't have a weapon in their hands, and they always feel uneasy.

"It would be best if they still remembered their promise, but if they forgot, then let them go!" Mordor's army was overwhelming, Gondor was in danger, and Aragorn would not waste too much time on the undead.

He also has a more difficult task on this trip, resisting Sauron's minions from the sea, the elite army of Umbar pirates.

The four of them walked along the valley, and soon found a cave in the mountain stream. Legolas had sharp eyes and read the ancient text above.

"The road ahead is closed, the undead have laid a net, they are guarding here..."

"how do you 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, free board and lodging'!"

Chapter 393 I Come First

The temperature in the cave was extremely low, like an open cold storage, and the gloomy cold air gushed out, making the four men standing in a row shiver in unison.

Aragorn is in trouble secretly, the cave seems to lead directly to the netherworld, just standing outside the cave makes one's hair stand on end.

He took off his backpack and was about to make a simple torch. Russell put his hand on his shoulder, shook his head and said, "Middle-earth is in the third era, and you are still using torches. It's too primitive. Stand by and let me do it."

Russell pushed Aragorn away, pretended to say a few incantations that no one understood, raised his hand and waved forward, using the lighting technique.

Ding!

In an instant, Russell's whole body was glowing, making the three of Aragorn unable to open their eyes.

"Russell, it's too flashy, can the light source be smaller?"

Jinli complained, and tears flowed out of his eyes.

Russell didn't speak, and concentrated his magic power, the light around him dispersed, only the Adamant alloy knife glowed, and the light spread evenly to the front.

Well, in fact, this is the magic version of the flashlight, which is a human battery.