Journey of the Infinite Wizard

Morgoth is very good at conspiracy and lies. His lies are so unpredictable that you will enter the game without knowing it. He knew that he could not easily defeat the coalition army like a barrel. For the same reason, it is not easy for the coalition to defeat him. At the very least, on the battlefield where the Balrog and the Dragon exist, it is difficult for the coalition forces to win. Although he almost failed a few times, the final outcome still gave him a chance to breathe and reorganize his military strength.

He despised the overall view of humans and some elves, in fact, when the war briefly ended, he also quietly inquired about everything. The results he learned made him look down on some elves, humans and dwarves even more. He believes that this group of short-sighted people lost the best opportunity to defeat him in one fell swoop, but instead gave him a chance to regroup again. The results of several times made Morgoth laugh happily in the temple of Angerban.

After spreading rumors among the coalition forces, he took advantage of the moonlight to quietly cross the defense line set by the coalition forces and head south. The shadow of his incarnation wanders among the elves, humans and dwarves. His blindness above the table top blocked the eyes of those who were bewildered by him. He always knew what language should be used to awaken the darkness and evil in the hearts of these creatures. He can always achieve his goals with the most insignificant and at the same time the most ingenious method.

His lies and his conspiracy circulated quickly among the elves. The method used is still the same, but Morgoth has the most simple language and skills to convey the thoughts in his words to the hearts of the people he wants to convey. Moreover, they planted a dark and evil seed in their hearts and waited for it to grow and ferment slowly.

And all of this, whether it's elves, humans or dwarves, they don't know everything, and they don't know that their seemingly unbreakable line of defense has actually become torn apart in the dark. The colleagues who fought side by side began to distrust the close comrades and partners around him. This kind of distrust is natural. After the lie's brewing and fermentation, they are like sweet and refreshing grape wines that gradually become mellow with the passage of time. However, behind this mellow, there is a sweet deadly poison hidden.

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Although in the north, an astonishing number of multi-ethnic coalition forces are maintained in the Terror Mountains. Their existence provides security for the West and the homeland of all intelligent life. Especially they have defeated Morgoth's evil invasion several times, which made the existence of this army be regarded as amulets and patron saints by the people. Among them, the commander of this army, several elven kings, human heroes and dwarf lords, their deeds and lives, are talked about by people. Their glorious deeds and heroic legends were sung by bards everywhere, and their figures and appearances were also recorded in the history books for future generations to admire and worship.

Therefore, what about the front line and what about the north, in fact, after the coalition forces have won many times, they have not been paid attention to by the people. They seemed to live and rest as they always did, unaffected by the war. In the same way, in their hearts, they did not worry about the danger that might arise from the war in the north.

And in Dorias, this beautiful land, a peaceful and peaceful country, remained the same as it was hundreds of years ago. Although there is the haze of war in the north, there is death. However, it is undeniable that even in dark places, there will always be light. In the same way, even in the land shrouded in the haze of death, there is still hope and light. In the long history of the development of the elves for thousands of years, there is a story that will be talked about by the people of Middle-earth in the future. This story created a brand new race, the half-elf! They are the hybrid offspring of humans and elves. After they grow up, they will face a choice. In other words, do you choose to inherit the "destiny" that belongs to human beings or choose to inherit the "destiny" that belongs to elves?

If the half-elf grows up and chooses to become a human, then he will lose the eternal life that belongs to the elves. In the same way, if he chooses the destiny of the elves, he will enjoy the immortal life of the elves, not be troubled by diseases, and not limited by the lifespan. The emergence of half-elves will involve two extremely important characters, who are the protagonists in the story. Their love story is embraced by the people of China and Turkey. At the same time, it is considered by the elves to be the most beautiful story, which is undoubtedly the love story between Belem and Lucien.

Belem, an Eden human of the Beo family, is the son of the Beo family Belemir and the Marrech family Adaniel. And Lucien, the daughter of Elu Singh and Maya Merian, her appearance is rare in the world, and she is the kind that is unmatched among the children of Iluvita. Belen entered the border of Dorias inadvertently. Neil Doris Forest ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ he wandered in this forest, and therefore met Lucian.

The first time he saw Lucian, he was fascinated by her. In the bright moon that was born in the evening, the alluring Lucian danced by the side of a river. Her dancing posture is so holy and beautiful, and Lucien dances happily with the white moonlight. And Belen just stared at Lucien's wonderful dance and became fascinated, Lucien did not find anyone peeping at her. Belem just like that in Lucien’s beautiful dance, forgetting everything, forgetting all the unpleasantness, he looked at it blankly, just like when Elu Singh was under the spell of Merian. Dancing in the moonlight. The blue dress on her body is like a cloudless clear sky, her gray eyes are like a sky with twinkling stars in the evening; her cloak is embroidered with golden flowers, and her hair is as dark as a shadow in the twilight. Her glory and beauty are like the light on the leaves, like the gurgling stream, like the twinkling stars above this blurred world; there is a shining brilliance on her face.

But she disappeared from his eyes. He was like a cursed person, trying to call but could not make a sound; he wandered in the forest for a long time, looking for her like a wary beast. Because he didn't know her name, he could only call her "Tinouville", Nightingale, Twilight's daughter in the gray elf language in his heart. His glance from a distance, her image like the leaves flying in the autumn wind and the twinkling cold stars on the top of the winter night, has made him unforgettable since then.