[The Hobbit] Farstrider's Journey

The power of the necromancer is not endless, the spells he released before almost covered the entire battlefield, and there was not much left to consume.Moreover, the necromancer was even more crispy compared to Hua Lai, a vigorous blood elf warlock. He ran desperately trying to distance himself from Hua Lai who was chasing him.

Under the command of the wizard, the wandering zombies blocked the direction of the baron, and Wallace simply flew up, stepped on the top of the zombies, and chased after them.

The necromancer had no choice but to fight head-on, and Hua Lai drew out the sharp sword at his waist and stabbed at the man in the cloak who was neither human nor ghost.

The bent wooden stick was much harder than it looked, and after a round of handing over without a flower frame, Hua Lai tested out that the strength of the necromancer was comparable to him, and his skills were better.

Maybe he was a warrior when he was alive, Hua Lai calmly analyzed, but his vitality is not as strong as mine.

Hua Lai's quick sword moves caused the necromancer to resist with great movements. Hua Lai's curse was still in effect before, which caused him severe pain.

The necromancer muttered something vaguely. The other party probably spoke the language of Modu, and Hua Lai didn't know what he was expressing.

His attitude of turning a deaf ear made the other party annoyed, Hua Lai was gradually surrounded by zombies behind him, oppressing him with less and less room for movement.

Hua Lai had no choice but to give up the melee battle with the wizard, cut off the hands and feet of the surrounding zombies, and broke out from the siege.

Reuniting with the baron again, Hua Lai stepped onto the horse. He put away his sword and took out his staff, raised it above his head, and chanted spells loudly.

After the cloudy rain, the sky with clear clouds suddenly gathered a large area of ​​black and yellow thick clouds, and fireballs came out of the clouds and fell to the ground.

The falling fire rain covered the space in front of him in a large area, but the necromancer was trapped inside by the stiff zombies and couldn't escape.

Hua Lai chanted the spell silently, and a shadow arrow shot over and hit the target.The necromancer was smashed in half from the waist, and the broken body fell into the fire and was trampled by zombies, and the flames licked the cloak.The wizard is dead but not stiff, his separated limbs are still struggling, and the scene wrapped in flames is terrifying and weird.

Wallace's green eyes were illuminated by the fire, and he stared at the flame until it burned out.

Although Hua Lai entangled the wizard, the elf zombies on the battlefield still obeyed the order and attacked the elf soldiers persistently. Murfield used his strong arms to separate the elf zombies and orc zombies who were not very flexible.

The elves breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this, and stepped forward to chop the orc zombie into pieces.

However, only Murfeld is not enough, but the other fighters are not so strong, and can withstand the damage of the elf zombies.

Fortunately, Redgast appeared on the back of a huge bear at this time.

"Am I late?" The cap on Redgast's head fell off in the bumps, and he pressed Thranduil all the way to the bird's nest on his head.

"Are you alright?" The elf king raised his tired eyes to look at him.

Redagast climbed down the back of the bear, and said anxiously: "I was knocked out, and I will go to rescue the soldiers when I wake up. Sorry, I can only find one."

Beorn looked at the elves in mourning, he stood up straight and roared, and rushed in with heavy steps.

Thranduil was still worried that he would be indistinguishable from himself, Redagast said, "I can keep him awake for a while."

Sure enough, the giant bear rushed in and flattened the orc zombie with a slap, but with just a flick of the back of his hand, the elf zombie was vigorously pushed to the other side.

Murfeld and Bion worked together to quickly push the elf zombies into a corner, while the remaining orc zombies were all torn apart by the soldiers.

When Wallace completely killed the necromancer, the spell he cast did not work.

The elves surrounded Tongze's remains, and what made them sad was that they were stained with evil, even though they were not active, they still looked hideous.

Everyone stood silently, Thranduil was expressionless.His long sword rested on the ground, and his hand on the hilt was tightly clenched.His fingers were pale and weak, and he felt helpless.

The corpses were polluted by darkness, which made it impossible for them to take them back for burial, as it would pollute the forest.

"The ones left here are just their bodies, and their spirits have already returned to their hometowns." Hua Lai didn't know when he would return, and he pressed his hand on Thranduil's shoulder steadily and forcefully.

Thranduil turned his head to look at him, and said in a calm voice: "The souls of the elves in our place will cross the sea after death and return to the temple of God."

Hua Lai is confused, this is probably another version of going to heaven after death.He didn't think much, just asked: "What are you worried about?"

Thranduil looked at the elves around him, and only Hua Lai could hear the worry in his voice: "These remains cannot be taken back for burial, and they cannot even be buried here. Being contaminated by the evil power of the undead will make this body The piece of land is barren, completely reduced to death."

Hua Lai understood, and said to the Elf King: "I understand, then leave it to me."

Thranduil looked at him in surprise: "What solution do you have?"

Wallace looked at the Void Lord standing aside and nodded to him. Murfeld bowed to him: "Murfeld bids farewell to you, my respected master."

Hua Lai has a serious face, it's rare for a talker to show face this time, and he is still reliable on big occasions.

"There's only one way to do it, and that's to cremate these elves," he said.

Legolas came over and said, "I'm afraid it's just the cremation of the body. The ground is stained with those residual limbs and meat, which has soaked into the ground."

They were merciless in the face of orc zombies, and Beorn was so strong that many zombies were turned into minced meat.

Hua Lai was full of confidence and said calmly: "Although it is located in hell, the flames there can burn away some impurities."

He took off the staff, and the tip of the staff slammed on the ground. After an obscure incantation, the flame imp was summoned across the space.

The solution appeared, and the elves finally stopped being immersed in sadness, said goodbye to their friends for the last time, and walked out of this land one after another.

Beorn led the transfigured people to find a lot of fuel, and Legolas and his companions carried the body of the dead warrior to the wooden frame.

Pickart followed his master in an orderly manner, and started to make big fireballs according to the master's order.

The fireball fell on the firewood, splashed everywhere, and ignited clusters of flames.

Under the control of the flame imp, the fire spread quickly.

The elf troops stood neatly behind Thranduil, Wallace, Legolas, Beorn, the brown-robed wizard and others.

I don't know who started it, the elves sang a dirge.The song was not loud, but it resounded through the wilderness.

Accompanied by the singing of the elves, strings of sparks floated from the fire scene, and went straight up to the sky along the airflow.

That scene, which looked like the soul of the dead elf floating away, made many people red-eyed.

The fire burned for a long time, and it was already dark for a long time when the flames went out.

Beorn led the transfigured people to bring food and drink to the elves. The war where the elves ambush the orcs was over, ending the days when mutants were enslaved and mutilated, and they didn't have to hide everywhere in fear all day long.

For this, the mutants are very grateful to them.

Seeing that Beorn said that all the surviving mutants were in sight, Hua Lai quietly counted them, and there were only about forty of them.This number is shocking, and it is already a number on the verge of extinction.

They camped out on the moor at night, and the next day the elves returned to the woodland kingdom in a caravan.

Legolas looked back at the scorched ground, looking sad.Thranduil was not the kind of affectionate parent, he just watched from a distance and didn't take the initiative to enlighten him.

Wallace walked past Legolas and jokingly said, "Don't worry. The grass in the wilderness can't be burned out. They will grow again next spring, and even grow better."

Of course Legolas wasn't worried about the grass, but after hearing what he said, he didn't know what he thought of, and his expression became much more relaxed.He even said: "Yeah, not only will it grow a lot of new grass, but it will also feed a lot of fat rabbits. I kind of want to eat charcoal-grilled rabbit meat now."

"Haha, Redagast should be worried about his rabbit companion when you say that." Wallace laughed loudly.

The laughter drifted far away, Thranduil raised the corners of his lips, his light-colored eyes were as tender as water.