[Lord of the Rings] Green Leaf's Blessing

The luster emanating from the condensed eyes is better than the starlight above the head, calm, calm, and resolute... It is the first time that the murderous spirit of a warrior permeates it so clearly. This is a beauty of another meaning, a kind of beauty. The more stern beauty, which blooms in danger, is the hope against darkness.

The elves climbed up to the tops of the ancient trees, set up their bows and arrows, and waited almost motionless.During this not long process, those soft breathing sounds were particularly obvious in the silent night, until they were covered by the rustling sounds of foreign objects approaching.

Legolas fired the first arrow quickly and accurately—when the familiar cold light appeared within his line of sight—there was only an uncomfortable hissing sound, which completely pierced the arrow. The silence like muddy water attracted more hissing and whispering spiders rushing in.

"Climb higher! Shoot them in the eyes!" The young general's firm and powerful voice was like a clear horn over the roar of those monsters, and he quickly shot the second arrow while warning his subordinates.

The lithe bodies jumped onto the ends of the branches effortlessly, while the giant spiders rushing in like a tide could only flap their claws angrily under the old tree.There are too many of them, Legolas sighed as he fired the arrow, when did the remote and secluded place actually breed so many terrifying things?And what drives them here?

And their strength even exceeds the estimate of the elves.Although the giant spiders couldn't hurt the elves on the high ground temporarily, their ugly claws pierced deeply into the ancient trees - Legolas felt as if he could hear the whispering of the trees breaking , and then those vigorous branches and leaves immediately shrank like an old man.

They are dying under the action of venom, and the trembling and moaning before dying even more involve the heart of Prince Green Leaf—he is the child conceived by the forest, and their pain is his pain.

What's worse, because there are too many giant spiders, even if the elves are almost without exception, they can't stop the terrifying dark tide that is surging forward and quickly attacking away.Thinking that the doctors escorted by Tulum were still not far ahead, Legolas jumped down from the tree trunk with little hesitation.

At the same time, the arrow he sent pierced the throat of a spider, and he leaped onto the back of the smelly spider corpse, leaned over and lifted one spider leg with his right hand, and kicked the other spider leg with his left foot to stretch it towards the spider. In the opposite direction—two sharp claws were deeply embedded in the mouths of the giant spiders attacking him at the same time on the left and right sides. Amidst the screams, he quickly left them and raised his arrows to aim at more evil things .

Under his influence, other elves also left the shelter of the ancient tree one after another, and came to this group of monsters to fight face to face.They tried to cut off this dangerous force and buy time for the compatriots behind them to escape, and the giant mouths of those screaming spiders could almost swallow them, and their sharp claws stabbed at all gaps, more spiders Stepping on the corpses of their companions, they continued to rush forward, and the turbulent and undulating dark shadows almost covered all the starlight above their heads.

When the body of the first elf fell powerlessly, Legolas seemed to feel real fear.The arrows in his quiver had been used up, so he had to draw out his long knife to block it.At least [-] or [-] spiders died at their feet, but the number still alive is still hopeless.

"Take him away!" Legolas ordered, swinging his knife.

The two elf warriors raised the bodies of their companions and retreated quickly, but more of them stood by the prince's side, refusing to leave.

When another elf blocked the attack of the giant spider behind him for Legolas, but his own shoulder was almost pierced by sharp claws, the young prince couldn't stand it anymore.

"I said get out - you all get out - that's an order!"

While roaring, he stabbed into the mouth of another giant spider that was rushing forward—thick blood sprayed out amidst the screams, drawing an arc as fast as lightning in the air, in the eyes of Legolas Suddenly become lingering.At that moment, the image of the elf in the new hunting suit sitting on his father's lap flashed back in his mind.

"Ada, they say you are amazing, is it true?" The innocent eyes looked up at his father.

At that time, his father smiled and took him into his arms: "It's not entirely true, Legolas, sometimes you don't have the chance to see a person's true skills, but you can't help but put more speculation on him." A legend. Even when I'm in command, I rarely really show my skills."

"Why, Ada?"

"Because my subjects are loyally standing by my side to protect me, and I must ensure that I am the last one to fall."

"why?"

"Because I am their king, Little Green Leaf, a king must abide by more than just the responsibility of an ordinary soldier. I accept that others die to protect me, in order to protect more people."

The elf thought for a while, then took his father's hand and said, "When Little Green Leaf grows up, she will also be a king who can protect more people like Ada!"

The soft laughter in the memory is still loud, the gentle touch of the big hands covering the small hands, and the father's arms embracing the son's body seems to have never left...

"It's not necessary, little green leaf just needs to be Ada's good son, and Ada will protect you forever."

The warm light of memories dispelled the fear and pain in the young elf's heart, Legolas firmly protected his companions to retreat, and the clear smiling face of his father in his mind made every knife he swung still strong and powerful.

I won't throw in the towel right now, otherwise how can I be considered Ada's son?

As they retreated along the river, Legolas stayed behind, struggling to block the attack of the giant spider... A strange thing happened. After they jumped across the river, Legolas turned around and found the group of giant spiders The spiders did not come after them, as if a force held them in place, keeping them from escaping prey.

And the misty shadow was too thick, even if one or two flashes of white light could be discerned in the darkness, Legolas couldn't see what happened.Maybe this ancient forest has its own divine power, and his father told him many similar stories in the past.In any case, what he should do most at this moment is to leave quickly with his subordinates.

So without hesitating for a moment, he immediately quickened his pace and stopped turning around frequently.

Most of the stories Thranduil told his children were ancient legends long lost.The power of the forest has been dormant for a long time, and there is only one way to really wake up its warrior-like strength——Legolas never knew what the white gemstone ring on his father's left index finger meant, and it is the same at this moment. .

For so many years, Thranduil has been a well-deserved king in the hearts of his subjects, but he himself knows that he still lacks that last step.The power hidden in the ring originated from a contract he made thousands of years ago when he followed his father to the Great Green Forest to gain the trust of the forest.But even the old king Orifel never really activated that power, and the ring was worn on his hand for thousands of years without incident, until the final battle of the alliance took his life.Everything that belonged to his father, including the ring, was passed on to Thranduil as a matter of course.

This kind of power is destined to make you give rather than take—the voice of your father rang in your ears—and once you really give, the contract will be completely opened, and the maintenance of your life and the forest will begin. Souls share the light, or fall into the same dark place - all depend on the same future.

Thranduil has not opened the contract, partly because of that fearful respect, and partly because the unavoidable situation has not yet arisen in the past, but right now—

So long as his child was safe from this mortal threat, what did it matter if he gave it all?

He ran to stand among the spiders, and pressed the ring on his left index finger to his heart.

"I, Thranduil, the master of the Great Green Forest, order you to absorb my strength and wake up quickly, fight side by side with me, and live and die together..."

The child who guards the green forest with me...

The sound of roots and branches breaking through the soil is like the roar of a giant. The sleeping forest wakes up in response to the master's call. , Surrounding the giant spiders in groups, the two sides competed secretly while staring silently—then attacked each other almost simultaneously.

Thranduil stood on the spot, his body remained motionless, but more and more sweat broke out from his forehead. When the people of the forest were brutally pushed aside, every inch of his body was also shaken. Feeling the same pain - and it's not the worst.

Give them power, make them their own avatars, and the price is that every ounce of pain is truly transmitted back to the person who cast the magic.When those poisonous thorns pierced into the trees continuously, even the most powerful and brave elves, the master of the big green forest, gradually lost their strength and fell down.

At the critical moment, Fino finally arrived with his subordinates. The speed of His Majesty the King, who was concerned about his son's safety, was beyond the reach of everyone. At that moment, his father was the most powerful warrior in the world.

Fino shot down a giant spider that was trying to climb Thranduil, but it was too late—the fallen spider struggled and stretched out its sharp claws, scratching Thranduil's robe, and the deep wound continued It pierced through his entire chest, but he had no strength left to moan and scream.

After the previous rounds of fierce battles, there were not many living giant spiders left. Under the pursuit of reinforcements, their arrogance gradually extinguished, and they quickly fled in the direction they came from.The victorious elf warriors were in no mood to pursue the victory, for their king was in dire straits.

Fino knelt beside Thranduil, staring at the terrifying wound solemnly.Under the moonlight when the mist dissipated, the blood gushing from the wound gradually turned black.

"Thranduil, don't you..." He looked at the other's left hand that was still pressing on his heart, as if he understood something.Fino was there when the old king died in his son's arms, and he was probably the only one besides them who knew the secret of the ring.

The wounded king, minding only one other thing, grabbed Fino's arm with all his remaining strength.

"Send me to Imlatri...immediately...don't let Legolas know what happened...otherwise I won't let you go..."

"You won't die, Thranduil," Fino quickly picked up the herbs on the ground and applied them to the wound, "I haven't beaten you once in all these years...you won't allow yourself Leave, otherwise what will your little green leaf do?"

During the journey, Thranduil's consciousness gradually fell into a fuzzy state, and maybe he would completely pass out before reaching the forest valley. Although his willpower that is different from ordinary people has been strong, it is only a matter of time...

I have never begged anyone, Thranduil thought vaguely before he fainted, and if the Lord of the Forest Valley, known for his superb medical skills of rejuvenation, could really cure him, he would be willing to beg him a thousand times, ten thousand times...

He must survive, in order not to let the irreversible pain appear in the eyes of his beloved child.