[The Hobbit Lord of the Rings] Gamble

The lines between the eyebrows deepened a bit.Even though the elf's youthful appearance would not change, he felt that Thranduil seemed to have changed a lot.

"Am I really wrong?" Suddenly, the Elf King asked.

It seemed to be asking Elrond, and it seemed to be asking himself.

The black-haired lord saw the blankness in the eyes of the elf king who had always been arrogant and arrogant.

"From the very beginning, I just hoped that they could live safely..."

Whether it's his stubbornness towards Antal or his sternness towards Legolas, it all stems from an extremely simple desire.

Alive.

He doesn't want the people around him to repeat the mistakes of the past, he wants them to live safely and never change.

The more you care, the more you want to be in control.This is an instinct, an instinct that I can hardly detect.

Elrond had never seen him so frustrated. He opened his mouth, but could only say, "Don't think about it."

The Elven King seemed to have never heard of it.

The black-haired lord sighed slightly, opened the curtain and walked out.

At this time, it was dusk, and the evening wind was strong, which made the cheeks feel a little cool.

Feelings are difficult for outsiders to judge.

It's just that he felt that if Thranduil hadn't been so awkward, maybe he wouldn't have had such an experience.

In the dungeon on the other side, the three elves who were captured definitely came to hell at this time.

Paturan was injured when he was guarding, and Legolas was caught with an iron hook through his shoulder. Compared with the two of them, Celebrian suffered the least.

But Sauron is definitely a master at torturing people.

There is really no doubt about this.

I think back then, in order to learn the whereabouts of the Three Rings of the Elf from Celebrimbor, he used all kinds of methods, and in the end he smashed the flagpole hanging by others into a sieve.

It was both a deterrent and a revenge, and he first attacked the Herald of the Jungle who resisted the most.

After so many rounds, Paturan was dying, and he still had more to say.

It is simply a fighter in the metamorphosis.

Celebrian hugged Legolas who was in pain and drowsy, and looked at Paturan who was thrown back into the dungeon, his heart skipped a beat.

And the more perverted ones are yet to come.

As the distance between Antal and Sauron got closer, his influence on her became bigger and bigger.

When she arrived at the foot of Gundaba Mountain alone, her mind was already in a state of confusion, and there was nothing else in her heart except inexplicable and increasingly intense anger and hatred.

The clear eyes are now chaotic, she can't remember where she came from and why she came here, and she also forgot her name and identity.

She just felt that there was something important to her here, and she had to get it back.

Even at the cost of life.

When Moreda was ordered by Sauron to come to the foot of the mountain, it was no surprise that she received the elf queen, and bewitched her sanity with the words that the dark lord had confessed in her ear.

"Your treasure is deep in this mountain, and you need to keep it safe."

"Someone is going to take it right away, and if you don't do anything, you lose it forever."

In the blank eyes, there was a trace of pain in the words.

my treasure...

Moreida led her to the dungeon. Under the dim light, the expression on the elf's face was obviously painful.Antal didn't remember Legolas, but he suddenly seemed to be severely injured in his babbling.

"nana...ada..."

Celebrian had been sleeping lightly, but Legolas' unconscious writhing woke her up, and she saw a familiar figure when she raised her eyes.

"Antal?"

Antal tilted her head slightly, only seeing Legolas in her arms.She bent down and carefully picked up the blond elf.

Such a familiar feeling.

He is her treasure.

Emotion is a kind of instinct, absolutely cannot be |manipulated.

Celebrian also sensed something was wrong with Antal at this time, frowned and sighed slightly.

On the second day, the army of elves approached the city, and it was Antal who appeared at the top of the city.She was holding a long knife, and in front of her were Patullan and Celebrian who were being held captive.

With such empty eyes, one can tell at a glance that someone has controlled his mind.

Elrond could not wait to crush Sauron to ashes.

Only he can think of such a sinister trick.

Wicked is not wicked.

Moreida stood beside Antal, and told the elves to retreat very simply.

How could Elrond retreat at this time?

He was riding on a black horse, looking up he could see his wife's pale cheek.Even though she felt that she hadn't suffered any torture now, her heart was still pierced by a knife.

The army stood still.

Moreida frowned slightly, and said something to Antal in a low voice.

Immediately afterwards, the elf's long knife rested on Celebrian's neck.

"You leave."

Her voice was as calm as stagnant water, without a trace of waves.

Seeing that there was no response from the army under the city, the long knife was drawn along the collarbone.

Elrond was frightened out of his wits, and furious at the same time.

Anger like never before.

The arrow in his hand was put on the bow immediately, and he couldn't listen to the dissuasion of the herald, so he aimed at Antar and shot it.

Ashley didn't know how to stop his lord, and was so panicked that he almost broke out in a cold sweat, but Elrond's arrow was missed by another arrow halfway.

Elrond was furious, and he turned his head suddenly, only to see that the Elf King was still holding his bow, and the eyes of the two met.

Thranduil put down the longbow that he had handed over, grabbed his own rein and said to him, "I'll go."

You go?

The black-haired lord smiled angrily, "Look at her, what can you change if you go?"

The Elf King lowered his gaze, showing no emotion on his face, "If you don't try, how will you know?"

Good, good, good.

Elrond suppressed his anger under Ashley's terrified gaze, "Okay, try."

After finishing speaking, he reined in his horse and turned to Haldir who was waiting for instructions, "Stand back half a mile, if he can't come back, attack the city directly!"

The Elf King still had no expression on his face. He turned over and got off his big horned deer, and walked towards the city gate step by step.

The orc city has a dangerous terrain, with a mountain at its back and a canyon in front.The road leading to the city gate is flanked by deep cliffs.

Seeing that the army retreated, Antar put down the knife in his hand, and looked at the Elf King who came alone, with a trace of incomprehensible emotion in his eyes.

She put down the knife, raised her bow, and pointed at the silver-haired elf.

Thranduil saw the icy sharpness of the iron arrow on her bow under the sun, but he didn't stop.

As if teasing, her arrows grazed his cheeks and arms one after another, scratching his clothes and leaving bloodstains.

It's painful, but not fatal.

Moreida saw it clearly from the top of the city, and was also a little curious about it.

He obviously lost his sanity, why didn't he just kill him?

At this time, the Elven King had already arrived at the city, and the quiver behind Antal was empty.She looked at the silver-haired elf with confusion in her eyes.

Suddenly, she grabbed the long rope hanging from the top of the city and flew down, drawing out a long knife in mid-air.

The Elf King caught her fierce attack, and every move was quite calm, only defending and not attacking.

Antal's eyes narrowed slightly.

He's the one who wants to take her treasure, right?

The protracted battle made her more anxious, and her originally methodical attacks became chaotic.

The Elf King obviously sensed the change in her mood, and also felt her irritability. The corners of his lips raised a slight arc, and his arms wrapped around her waist, pinning her to the ground.

Bi's eyes widened, Antar frowned, and the hand holding the knife was held before he could lift it up.

The elf king's icy blue eyes seemed to have unmelted ice, but also seemed to have a blue flame.

Antal turned his head away, and his other hand had already touched the edge of the cliff.She exerted a sudden force, and even though her wrists were still clasped, she still switched the positions of the two of them.

Thranduil clearly sensed her intentions, and he tightened his fingers on her wrist, laughing softly.

"Since you hate me so much, then..."

"Let's die together."

Standing in the distance, Elrond saw only two figures falling from the high cliff.

Act No.16

Recalling that scene, the black-haired lord suddenly slapped his head, thinking that he should do it to the end. Speaking of which, he also had a deep hatred with those half-orcs.

He took the ball of paper back from Lindir, unfolded it and looked at it carefully.

Well, fighting with dwarves... It's still okay to lend a hand.

But this elf king has nightmares...

He thought for a while, and asked Lindir, "Is the potion left by Misranda still there?"

Lindir also thought about it, and replied, "It should still be there."

Elrond nodded in satisfaction.

This medicine was given to Celebrian by Gandalf to calm her psychological trauma. He felt that it was useless, otherwise his wife would not have gone to Valinor.

It shouldn't expire... right?

When the attendant delivered the potion, he held the crystal bottle and looked at it for a long time, then handed it to Lindir, "You run to send it to Galian first."

Regardless of whether it is useful or not, Gandalf will carry it if something goes wrong.

Lin Dier took the crystal bottle, nodded, and set off immediately without delay.In view of the fact that the dense forest army had already started to march towards the Lonely Mountain in the early morning, he decided to rush to Hegu Town first as stated in Gallian's letter.

To his great surprise, when he came to Hegu Town, even though the army of elves had not yet arrived, he met his former boss whom he had not seen for more than 400 years.

Ashley.

At that time, a group of orcs retreated hastily after searching for the dwarves, and he bumped into Ashley who was chasing them head-on.

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