[Zongmeiying] Wait, am I going to die?

When Thranduil stepped into the tunnel, he didn't expect that this experience would be completely different from the last time.

If the last time was like passing through a door, Thranduil had already come to another world when he opened and closed his eyes, then his experience this time is like being involved in something made by humans... ...front load washing machine!

——Having stayed in modern society for so long, the Elf King has at least seen the adoptive father and son doing housework!

Until he lost consciousness, Thranduil, the king of the jungle, who had never touched a roller coaster and never knew about it, fully experienced the taste of an infinite roller coaster.

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—He didn't know what was going on.

The last moment when he was conscious, he was still on the battlefield of the Dagola Plain, and he cooperated with the Noldor herald who came to the rescue to kill the three besieging trolls. The next second, his eyes were covered with white light, and when he opened his eyes again It's just a snowstorm.

He felt that his body was unprecedentedly heavy, and his eyes were blurred, as if the gift of Iluvita's firstborn son had all gone away from him.

--What's going on here?Those ugly trolls can't figure this out. Is it Sauron's secret weapon?

Human language came from his ears, but because his consciousness was too heavy, he could only hear a few words clearly.

"The code is above!"

"They're freezing to death!"

"Where are their parents? How can there be two small children here?"

"Hurry up, bring them back!"

Warmth wrapped his shivering body—this is wrong, elves are not afraid of severe cold...

But his drowsy mind didn't even have time to think, and fell into a dark and sweet dream.

When he woke up again, his eyes were still a little blurry, and Thranduil blinked vigorously before he could see clearly the wonderful totem tattooed on the tent's eyes.

"That is the totem of the code of life."

This voice was somewhat familiar to Thranduil, but it was more terrifying.

—The voice of the herald of the Noldor should not sound like a child!

He wanted to use his hands to prop up his body, but suddenly he couldn't use his strength, and he was about to fall sideways as soon as his elbows were bent.

At this time, a hand stretched out from the side, firmly supporting Thranduil's body, which made His Royal Highness the Prince of the Giant Green Forest discover three things.

First, Elrond became the Youngest Son.

Second, by the condition of his hand, he himself became the youngest son.

And third...they all became human.

The heaviness of the body and the degeneration of the five senses all found reasons at this moment, but even greater doubts and panic attacked Thranduil's heart.

"what on earth is it?"

He gritted his teeth and said that his childlike figure made him look a little cute, but neither of the two people in the tent was in the mood to appreciate it.

"I don't know, this is probably another world." Elrond shook his head, his lips were a little purple, and he looked like he was very cold.

Only now did Thranduil realize that the other party was wrapped in a thick fluffy blanket and huddled up, with a somewhat worn-out book lying beside him.The Sindar elves, who became the youngest sons of humans, temporarily avoided the question of whether the other party was really so afraid of the cold—they were not familiar with each other to this extent, and the reputation of the Lord of Imlatri was worthy of respect.

"What are you looking at?"

Elrond stretched out his hand from the blanket, put the ancient and heavy book on his lap again, and answered slowly.

"I'm looking at the history of this world."

There was no hesitation or unease in his calm voice as if he had been thrown into another wonderful world. His steady posture was like that of an elf lord that Thranduil had met by chance. Future as confident.

Thranduil frowned, and waved his weak little arm in disgust.

"Humans..." The elf prince has never had much contact with this race. Humans with a limited lifespan are too fragile for elves, and his father, King Orifel, does not have much contact with humans like His Majesty Gilgalad. good.

"The human body is easy to catch cold and get sick. It's better for you to put on a coat or wrap it in a quilt." Elrond's voice came muffled.

Thranduil found that the half-elf who turned into a human child after just distracting himself for a while had completely retracted himself into the blanket, and it was like a ball against the surrounding fluff!If the other party doesn't speak, it will almost become part of the background decoration!

"Is it that cold?" The prince of the giant green forest looked at the tarpaulin hanging at the door to block the cold wind, and then at the brazier burning in the tent, and couldn't help asking questions.

Elrond's figure froze suddenly. He seemed a little sad and a little embarrassed. The last two emotions converged into a faint nostalgia in his gray eyes.

"I'm more afraid of the cold."

Thranduil suddenly remembered that the half-elf had grown up like a human.

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Thranduil was still in the tunnel when he regained consciousness.

The Elf King suddenly felt that something was wrong—this situation did not seem like a sign of a safe cross-border.

At this moment, he felt the call of ice and snow.

Hexagonal snowflakes floated out of the twisted passageway, each piece carrying the familiar power of Thranduil.

The white stag appeared beside Thranduil, staring at its master with gray eyes.

—is the power of Lord Elrond, who is beyond the barrier.

The snow field I saw in my dream and the cluster of snow and ice materialized in Elrond's spiritual realm mixed together with the thoughts conveyed by this sound, like the most beautiful starlight white gemstone in the dense forest, conveying the unknown past and miss.

That seemingly unreal dream was all real, and he really left a lot in the past.

Stretching out his hand to catch the flying snowflakes, the elf king of the dense forest does not need any extra logical thinking.

He knew that he could only try his best to follow Bingxue's call and go to that half-elf——

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Batman and Clark watched as the ice and snow spreading from Elrond's feet gradually wrapped up the fragments, and then fell to the ground with a "bang", their eyes did not want to deviate from the high flashing area a little to the side.

Just when Bruce was about to step forward to check the fragments, his movement was suddenly stopped by a gaze.

Batman looked back at the "weird" who appeared at the end, and was not intimidated by the other party's gaze, but his brain started to work quickly.

——The other party's identity, origin, ability, relationship with Elrond and Clark Kent... Everything was quickly made into a table in Bruce Wayne's mind, just waiting for its owner to pass the observation Come up with an answer.

"Code?" Thranduil murmured, looking at the fragments on the ground.

He didn't really know what it was. Compared with the vast amount of knowledge stored in Elrond's mind, his understanding of that world and the sentinel guides was completely blank, except for the occasional fragments and Elrond's telling He knows nothing about it except a part of him.

"I'm going to take it back and study it," Batman said in a low voice. "I'm going to decide what to do with it."

"It has absolutely no effect on humans now." Elrond knew what Batman was thinking.

Bruce Wayne is a skeptic who prefers to prevent problems before they happen to trust them first.

"You can take it back to check, but I doubt there are other fragments in this world."

Elrond has been to various places during his travels, and he has also felt the same power. If it is not that this fragment has been in the hands of different people, there are other fragments in this world.

Batman picked up the wrapped pieces, nodded at Elrond, and called Jim Gordon to clean up the mess—and froze.

He, no, yes, back, go, of, communication, communication, tool, tool!

He'd just remembered that he'd come aboard the "strange Clark Kent", but he'd never wanted to go back and—

"Batman, are you going back?" Clark blinked his shiny dog ​​eyes in front of Bruce. He confirmed that the godfather didn't need his help, and after getting the signal from the godfather to go back to Wayne Manor to find himself, He decided to take Bruce with him.

"Listen, I don't need you..."

Bruce felt that the big boy in front of him looked like a big dog with drooping ears... How the hell could he see a dangerous guy who "can fly, see far, hear far, fast and invulnerable" as a big dog!

Even though he kept telling himself in his heart, "This is all to further study this weird guy and confirm his danger", Bruce changed his tone: "Well, it seems that the answer is 'yes', let's go back."

By the time Bruce finished speaking, they were back in the Batcave.

Alfred, who watched the communication process between the two through the bat device and inferred the truth based on his knowledge of the young master, showed a meaningful smile.

——It seems that the young master has many friends, which is really good for him.

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"It seems that this world is not very peaceful." Thranduil walked slowly to Elrond, he put his arms around the half-elf's waist from behind, and buried his head on the other's shoulder, "Stop being silent Gone without a trace, Elrond."

Not being able to remember the past did not prevent him from recognizing his own heart.

The moment Thranduil saw the elf lord again, he confirmed that he never wanted to let go of the elf's hand. The emotions suppressed by time and the seal all flowed back in the channel like a whirlpool. Already told him the answer.

"Fate doesn't obey me, Thranduil." Elrond vaguely knew that this trip after trip was for their own good, but next time he and Thranduil would leave together or would they still be one after the other? , no one can know.

However, at least his gift of foresight told him that they would stay in this place for a long time.