Immorton

; After a while, all the gravel suddenly found its direction, and instantly condensed into a prostrate human figure, and then Imerton's body appeared on the spot.He closed his eyes, shook his head slightly, stood up slowly, stood firm, then turned his head to look at the two people next to him, with the corners of his lips raised evilly.

Zheng Zha laughed out loud.

Emerton stepped out of the metal trough and whispered, "I made you worry... Fortunately, I didn't break my promise, and the harvest was pretty good."

Zheng Zha patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be so desperate next time, okay?"

"Well, I'll try my best." Imerton smiled.

Zheng Zha and Chu Xuan exchanged glances, and said helplessly, "Okay, you can figure it out. Take a break for two days and go to the world of Lord of the Rings together."

"Well, it's time to rest," Imerton thought for a while, "I won't be coming out these two days. However, if you need it, just call me. Then, I'll go first."

He turned and walked away slowly.

"Imorton," Chu Xuan's voice came from behind when they reached the stairs, "The decision you made at that time was not the best way for the team, you know that, right?"

Imherton stopped, looked up the stairs, and nodded.

"You attach great importance to the Alliance of the Ring. Getting the ring is basically a windfall, right." Chu Xuan continued.

This time, there was silence.

"Okay, okay, I'll ask later, let him take a breath first." Zheng Zha didn't know how many times he had to stroke his forehead today.

"No need, I will answer now. I will not deliberately mislead or refuse to answer your questions." Emerton's voice was low and hoarse, "I did this for Frodo, I hope he will give up the ring voluntarily instead of being robbed , so that he will feel better in the future. As for why, because he trusts me, he said and did it, and I can't abandon him. At that time, I really put his safety first, anyway, there is no danger to our team. Very Feel sorry."

Behind him, no one spoke.He waited a moment, then stepped up the steps, step by step.

Chu Xuan pulled his arm out of Zheng Zha's hand with a face full of helplessness, and murmured: "Sure enough, it's going to be repaired...Why don't you let me continue to ask? As a wise man, his behavior is too emotional, and there will be problems. .”

Zheng Zha smiled wryly: "It's nothing, he knows exactly what he wants. Don't embarrass him..."

[-]. The past

In front of the gate of Rivendell, Gandalf in white smiled brightly, and Frodo and Pippin rushed forward with cheers.They were greeted like kings.Afterwards, the three people who had exchanged [-] days each set off as planned. Zhang Heng went to find Legolas and exchanged archery skills with the elves; Undead or evil spells; Zheng Zha first went to Rose Lorraine and Grantriel to trade energy stones and medicines, and then went to Aragorn, where he met Gandalf and borrowed Essenger's key to organize Salaman At the same time, he also needs to transform the internal force of his body into real energy through the Lord of the Rings, and use it to drive the tiger soul knife that has been added with the white tiger soul and upgraded to a cultivation weapon.

And Imerton has a full two years.In the first year, he planned to walk the route from Shire to Mordor all over again, and explore several doubts that he hadn't considered at the time; in the second year, he would receive Gandalf's teachings in the ancient forest.But before that, first, he was to send home the four hobbits - Gandalf's solemn request.

As soon as they flew into the sky, the hobbits were surprised to find that the gravel around them turned golden and translucent. Immediately, Pippin started yelling, and Merry tried to cover his mouth all the way. The expressions of Frodo and Sam were different. With an apology.They landed on the outskirts of Bree, and rode to the inn where they met Aragorn.Imerton's thigh was hugged and hugged by several people, Frodo looked like a kitten, and Pippin was still refusing to let go.Imerton had to promise again and again that he would find an opportunity to visit Shire in the second year, and they said goodbye reluctantly.

Emerton left Bree, turned north, took off when no one was there, flew to the place where they first entered the world of the Lord of the Rings, landed and let out the horses-the Middle-earth team rode to those horses in Rivendell The oldest of the two rides.Imherton followed the old horses who paced unhurriedly one after the other into the mountain forest, and finally came to the entrance of a cave that had completely collapsed inside.He tied up his horse and swept in with the wind, removing the broken rocks along the way.

The passage is not wide, and it is covered with the decayed bones of orcs. The hall at the end is connected to the other two passages, which have also collapsed and blocked. There are three to four human remains at the entrance of each of the three passages.The hall is also full of corpses. On the flat ground slightly higher than the wall in the north, several human remains are entangled with a hill giant.

"Then, this is the real 'Pine of Fornoster' and his team..." Emerton unconsciously said.

"...Who's there?" A slow and hoarse voice rang out, as if it might be interrupted at any time.

Imerton turned around suddenly, and saw a blocked passage, fine sand flowed out intermittently from the cracks in the rocks, and gradually piled up on the ground into hillocks.In the vision of the undead, the weak soul slowly gathered like smoke, and began to work hard to mobilize the dust. After a while, it finally condensed into a rough human shape, raised its head, and stared at Imerton with black hole-like eyes.

"You are what the elves say, the undead wanderer from the east." Imerton looked at his vague figure and bowed his head, "May I know your name? Oh, I am Imerton, undead , now follow Gandalf."

A spear suddenly appeared in the air, pierced Imerton's chest like lightning, and then disappeared into sand.After one blow, the body of the undead became more blurred, and he said with difficulty: "...How could Gandalf accept the undead?"

"That's a long story, are you sure you have the patience to listen to it?" Imerton, who was not injured, smiled dangerously, "By the way, your weapon is much more perfect than your body, but that doesn't mean it can hurt me."

"...I will finish listening." The undead replied simply, without wavering in hostility.

"We fought Mordo and won. Sauron no longer exists." Imerton said the result first, "The matter originated from Shire..."

The story is long.Imerton's deep voice was full of emotions he didn't really realize, echoing in the dark, empty, fetid goblin lair.This was originally just another task in the endless cycle, but now, in a sense, his fate and that of Middle-earth have been linked.

Finally, the last note disappeared in the air.After a long time, the undead on the opposite side still bowed their heads in silence, Imerton gently urged: "So, what are you going to do next?"

"When the half-orc said 'this is a gift from the Supreme Eye', I guessed that we had fallen into a trap," the undead said to himself, and answered irrelevantly, "because of me. The news only said that there was a small Orcs occupy the cave... Ha, little one!" He laughed rough, "Now they are gone, even Sauron has disappeared, only me..." The fine sand on his body began to fall, and his soul Swelling and fading, like morning fog in the sun.

"If you decide to give up your consciousness right here, and disperse in the wind of Middle-earth like Sauron and Salaman, if this is indeed the ending you want, I will not stop it." Imerton lowered his eyes and said softly, " However, after many years, no one will remember the real name of the first 'Fornoster Pine', and no one will know the history of his comrades who fought by his side. Their stories will be covered by our deeds until No bard in Middle-earth has ever heard of such a people who have fought in the desolate north, defending their home in dark times, and dying for it."

The fading soul suddenly paused, and the bitter voice sounded again: "So, my cursed life should continue to exist until the end of the world? Besides, what reason do I have to exist in this world? "

"The right to decide is yours." Imerton didn't look up. "After all, I often ask myself the same question. However, sometimes, I feel that it is actually worth it..."

Silence fell again.

"Let them rest in peace first." Suddenly, the undead said.

"Well, I'll help you. Then, at least follow me for a while, you need to learn how to establish a stable form. Besides, Gandalf has always been thinking about you, maybe we will become classmates." Imerton smiled.

"Okay. By the way, my name is Emil." The undead warrior Emil's tone became firm.

The avenue connecting Bree and Fornoster was lost among the weeds and rocks, and the king as far away as Gondor couldn't care less about the long-deserted northern kingdom.Beside the road, the newly erected tombstone in the shape of a knight's great sword is tall and simple, with the following words engraved on it:

Here lay the first generation of 'Pine of Fornoster' and his comrades-in-arms, all members of 'Mithril Sword' (fifteen names, omitted).When they wiped out a certain goblin lair, they died together with hundreds of goblins and a hill giant, and completed the final task with their lives.They fought and died, so many survived safe and sound, drinking and lounging in Bree's inns, as they loved at their leisure.They have left Middle-earth, yet the Pine of Fornoster will fight on, till all the legends remember that the hero whose name originated in the struggle of mortals to defend their homeland.

The person who erected the monument: the unfortunate survivor, the undead warrior Emil; the second generation of "Pine of the Fornoster", Zheng Zha (the necromancer Imerton Daili).

"Let's go, let's go to Eisengar and wait for Gandalf and Zheng Zha there. Maybe this meeting will be a new beginning."