Immorton

into a cliff, exposing the black rock mass.Imerton stopped on the rock, put down everyone, and lay down directly when he appeared. "Gandalf, you wizards are too powerful." He said wearily, "I only suffered some fragments of positive energy that burst out... Fortunately, I was not hit by the thunder. I will not be able to transform for about half a day. What should I do? Where are you going?"

Everyone immediately argued again, Borommair wanted to go to Rohan Pass; Aragorn pointed out that the road was under the eyes of Salaman in white, and the wizard in white had joined forces with Sauron, and he would rather cross the snow mountain; In the old country of Moria, the mine roads connected to both sides of the Misty Mountains. However, the desertion of Moria back then indicated unknown dangers, and there was no news of the dwarves who entered it recently; Gandalf walked through Moria, thought it worth a try; Aragorn also walked, but said that the road was extremely dangerous... Gandalf glanced at Emerton, who had closed his eyes and listened quietly, and stopped the discussion: "It is up to the ring-bearer. Frodo ?”

"Let's go in the tunnel." In the bitter cold Frodo thought nothing of it.

"That's it." Gandalf closed his eyes resolutely.

"Then, retreat to the foot of the mountain as soon as possible. Zhao Yingkong and Zhang Heng will send the patrollers on the Green Goblin skateboard, two at a time; Cheng Xiao and I will send the others first, four at a time...just four or five times back and forth, it's okay." Zheng Zheng Zha acted immediately and took out the nightmare.

"Pay attention to leave enough protective force on both sides, don't be like last time." Imerton closed his eyes, "Don't take me with you, I will chase you after the injury."

"How can I do that?" Zheng Zha stared blankly.

Imerton smiled wryly, and called Zhan Lan to open the mind link: "I have to suck a few snow wolves or something to replenish my negative energy, I don't want them to be overly wary...You guys go first, just let Zhan Lan not disconnect." Then Say slowly, "Unlike you, I heal faster here. Salaman won't be staring at me, don't worry."

Zheng Zha immediately changed his mind: "Then you catch up as soon as possible, don't delay too long."

Everyone left one by one, and Xuefeng regained his calm.Perhaps because of the extremely high concentration of positive energy, the injury this time was heavier than expected. Imerton lay in bed until the next morning, when the sky was darkest, and the intense burning sensation began to subside.With the help of Zhan Lan's scan, he got up and walked to the nearest snow wolf lair... When sweeping the third pack of snow wolves, he saw snow lotus in full bloom beside the spring at the bottom of the cave. After picking three branches, he let the remaining three be satisfied. A wolf cub, took them down a steaming valley, and sucked dry a giant spider hiding next to a hot spring - which finally brought him back to full strength, even the vague discomfort that had lingered since he was rescued from the overboard also disappeared.

He skimmed down the snow-capped mountains, put the young wolf in the wolf den in the valley woods (a light-colored subspecies of wild wolf appeared here a few years later), and chased his partner leisurely.The contact with Zhan Lan has always been smooth, and he simply took the attitude of a drill, and dealt with a big long-toothed fish, a giant python, and a red lizard that looked very difficult to mess with.By the time he wandered to the entrance of Moria, Gandalf had been looking at the silver gates in the moonlight for a long time.

Although he already knew the situation, Zheng Zha still turned around to greet him responsibly: "Come on."

He smiled: "Well, sorry for being late. How is the situation?"

"Trying to open the door." Aragorn answered, "Is the road not going well?"

"It's just a little delay." He secretly breathed a sigh of relief - no need to correct the lines... He took out the snow lotus, "I killed a few snow wolves, found this in a cave, and then met a red lizard on the road." He also added He took out a crystal red energy core and some fine white energy stones and handed them to Zheng Zha.

Gunnell stared at the energy stone with hot eyes.Zheng Zha put the things into the ring and asked, "This flower..."

"It should be the snow lotus that Gandalf mentioned." Imerton hesitated, not daring to disturb Gandalf, and handed the flower to Aragorn, "Do you recognize it?"

"No, I don't know much about magic and medicine." Aragorn replied.

At this moment, Legolas said, "It's snow lotus. It's very precious, if you know how to use it."

Unexpectedly, a box was thrown at Imerton's face, and at the same time Gandalf said irritably: "Put it away first. Worry about it after passing through Moria. Now is not a good time."

When the box was caught in his hand, the Lord God reminded: "Storage box. You can keep the contents in it as it was when you put it in." Imerton looked up at Gandalf, put the snow lotus in silently, and even handed the box to Zheng Zha.Immediately, Zheng Zha's eyes lit up slightly.

As time passed, Pippin accidentally stepped into the big lake behind him, which brought out the huge monster octopus.Immorton pulled the hobbits away at the first moment, and the bystanders started to fight one after another.In the end, Gangnell killed the monster as he wished, and got the energy core and rewards; and Zheng Zha realized the protective method of the sword glow in the middle of the fight.Imerton was watching Chu Xuan and Zheng Zha discussing the advantages and disadvantages of protective shields, and the gate of Moria was called open by Gandalf, who was inspired by Meri and suddenly figured it out, with the word "friend" in the Elvish language...

Seventeen, fall

Moria, the eternal hometown in the hearts of the dwarves.

They have lost it for over a millennium.

So far, people still don't know what powerful enemy destroyed this underground kingdom.Time and time again the dwarves tried to retake their homeland, but were never able to enter its hinterland. Twenty-five years ago, Gimli's uncle Balin led people to kill the half-orcs who occupied this place, and settled here again.But after this news, they have no news at all, and it has been 25 years.

The members of the Fellowship of the Ring stepped into the dark passage, and Gimli's optimistic expectations were dissipated in the soft white light emitted by Gandalf's staff: the ground was covered with the corpses of dwarves, mixed with the bones of some half-orcs. fighting.Borommair again suggested going south to Rohan Pass, but neither Gandalf nor the captains of the three reincarnation teams would retreat.After Zheng Zha's investigation, he reported that the road ahead was temporarily safe, and Frodo agreed to move on.

Nothing happened that day, and they camped in an open field late at night.After the meal, Zhang Heng and Legolas, Zheng Zha and Aragorn, Zhao Yingkong and Borromeier exchanged ideas respectively; Take a break in the hustle and bustle.

Gandalf and Frodo sat on the stone steps in the distance, and they noticed that there was a follower behind them-the Gollum who had held the Lord of the Rings for thousands of years.

"... what a pity Bilbo didn't kill him when he had the chance," cursed Frodo bitterly.

"What a pity?" Gandalf's eyes became serious. "It was pity that stopped Bilbo. There were many living who deserved to die, but there were dead who deserved to live—can you give them life back? No Too hasty to adjudicate capital, Frodo, and not even a wise man can foresee all ends. My heart tells me that, for better or for worse, Gollum will still be in it till it is over. Bilbo's pity may decide the majority the fate of man."

Frodo sighed, and turned back to sit upright, his face dazed and melancholy: "I wish this ring had never been mine, I wish this had never happened."

"You still don't understand..." Gandalf looked at him sideways. "All people living in this era think so, but that is not up to them to decide. All we can decide is how to face the era given to us. Rodo, there are other powers at work in this world than the will of evil. The Ring should have been recovered by Bilbo, that is to say, you should have been the Ring-bearer, not your powerful companions, including I. The existence of the Lord of the Rings prevents the darkness of Middle-earth from being driven away by strength alone. If you abandon your compassion and long for the power of judgment, the Lord of the Rings will also quickly erode you."

"Before Bilbo put down the ring, his life seemed to him like butter too thinly spread on bread," murmured Frodo. Not without impact."

"This is the expected confrontation. However, if it is firm enough, magic cannot easily change people's free will unless you let it find a gap." Gandalf thought for a while, "Listen to a story." Morton, come here."

In the darkness, the breeze suddenly picked up, Imerton appeared, walked in front of them, turned his back to the bright bonfire: "Do you need me?"

Gandalf looked him frankly into the eyes, and demanded: "It will be difficult for you, but I want you to tell Frodo what happened to you—beginning with the desire that gave rise to it all."

Emerton took a step back, looked at him blankly for a moment, and bowed his head in silence.

In the soul link, he yelled at Zhan Lan: "Pick up Chu Xuan quickly, quickly."

"I hope Frodo understands why life and death should not be judged lightly. Forgiveness and compassion must be maintained, but guards must not be lost. As a Ring-bearer, there will always be voices tempting him to pursue killing and domination. I also hope he understands , no matter how unfavorable the situation is, resistance can always exist." Gandalf explained patiently.

"...What should I do? I'm afraid I don't know as much as he does." Imerton didn't raise his head, busy telling Chu Xuan of his predicament.

"Since he knows everything, if you don't tell him, he will tell Frodo." It is almost conceivable that Chu Xuan didn't look back.

"Imorton?" urged Gandalf.

"I'm sorry..." Imerton lowered his eyes, staring at the steps under his feet, "I... can't, I can't."

"No," repeated Gandalf, disapprovingly. "Tell me, Imerton, have you ever spoken of yourself to anyone—anyone?"

No.He didn't even mention it to Ness.Emerton suddenly realized that he had never talked about the past without being forced, could it be because