Chapter 68 The New Shadow

If we say that it is a pity that there is no occasional figure of the silver king in the team-especially Qili, he squeezes next to the silver king almost every day, watching him with adoring eyes.Ask him about the stories of various legends.Then on this day, the majestic heavy rain made everyone feel deeply tired.

"Mr. Gandalf, can't you do something about this storm?" said Dori, for his beard was wet and sticky and sticky.

"It's going to rain, what can I do?"

The wizard looked a bit displeased, his magic wasn't some fun little trick - he had it, but the dwarves wanted him to change the weather, it was the Valar's authority, and he might offend the mighty ones by doing so. happy, and.

"Master Dwarf had better get used to it, his beard dries naturally when the rain stops." He said, "If you really want to change the weather, get another wizard, I can't do that by myself thing."

This topic suddenly made Bilbo, who was cold and tired, a little interested.

"Any other wizards?"

"Of course... oh." The wizard himself was also taken aback, because he always felt that this scene was somewhat familiar.

In particular, Fili laughed at the same time as some of the other dwarves.

Obviously, they also remembered the original scene.

"Yes Yes."

Gandalf said angrily: "There are five wizards, one white, one brown, two blue, and one gray old Gandalf! Yes, it is me."

For a moment Bilbo even thought he had misheard. Is there such a thing as describing a wizard?

White ones, brown ones, blue ones... Did Gandalf smoke his head too much?
But the dwarves laughed louder.

Even Thorin couldn't help putting on a smile, and he asked, "How is Radagast? I haven't heard from the Friend of the Forest in years. Is he still so unkempt?"

"Otherwise what would he be like?" Gandalf shook his head helplessly, but finally laughed: "He is such a person, and I can't change it. As for his news... Well, a few years ago, I was in the Great Green Forest. I saw him in the south, and he went back to the hut there to take care of the little animals there."

He glanced at Thorin and said, "The other thing is to monitor the ruins of Dol Guldur, lest evil breed there again."

Hearing that evil name, the faces of Thorin and many dwarves suddenly sank.

Everyone stopped talking.

Bilbo was left alone, looking at this and that in bewilderment.I don't know what I said wrong.

In the evening, the silver king still did not come back, which deepened everyone's sorrow.

But at this time, everyone heard some kind of wolf howling.

"what is this?"

It was almost 10 days since he went out, and it was the first time Bilbo heard such a voice that made his heart shudder. He rolled his eyes uneasily, and his hands and feet were weak.

"That's a wolf." Kili threatened him, "There are also half-orcs."

But it was stopped by Philip.

The dwarf prince who had experienced the offensive and defensive battle of Myslond was more calm than in the original history. He said: "Don't scare him, it is not fun to meet half-orcs."

Being reprimanded by his elder brother, Qili closed his mouth resentfully.

This scene was seen by Bahrain, Duvalin, even Sorin and the wizard, and a look of satisfaction flashed in their eyes.

But soon, they looked solemnly at the darkness outside the camp.

"In less than ten years, they have reappeared." Sorin gritted his teeth and said, "These filthy creatures multiply at an astonishing speed, just like rats. They can't be killed without being crushed!"

Gandalf smoked his pipe worriedly, but said nothing.

This made Bilbo even more worried.

At that moment, he missed the silver king like never before.

Usually he didn't think so, but when he was really in danger, Bilbo realized that that tall figure was so reliable and reassuring!

Annuminas.

Ten years later, the once towering King's Tower regained its glory, just like the heyday of Western humans in the last era.

People came here because of the prestige of the silver king Turka Arakano, recuperated and became residents here.

Some buildings and towns were refurbished and rebuilt, and the gates that had been destroyed by Turka were re-established with the help of the blue mountain dwarves.

Streets were paved with new stone slabs, and stagnant water was drained.

The traces of being tortured by the orcs disappeared completely, and the great king's capital gradually regained its popularity.

On the top of the towering Tower of Elendil rest the Ithil Hedrons.

It was an extremely precious treasure.It was forged by the Elves in the Land of the West, and given to the Númenóreans in the Second Age.Later, the noblest branch of human beings among the secondary children completely disappeared under the waves for some reason, and most of the crystals disappeared with it.

Only seven palantirs flowed into the hands of later Elendil and his two sons.

With their strength and these crystals, these loyal Númenoreans established the Kingdom of Arnor in the north and Gondor in the south, and Western humans entered a new chapter.

It's just that the world is perishable, and the world is ups and downs.

The once prosperous northern kingdom has long since perished, and Gondor in the south is also weakened, so these precious crystals are lost again.

It was not until the first War of Light that the coalition forces took back an Ithil spar from the Dark Lord.

And this spar was later placed in the Tower of Elendil by the gray-robed wizard. When Turka Arakano needed to know the news from afar, he would climb to the top of the tower to examine everything inside and outside the country.

On this day, Turka, who disappeared from the adventure team, reappeared in this city that was slowly returning to life.

He climbed up to the Tower of Elendil alone, and came down after a long time with a serious expression on his face.

Arathon immediately stepped forward and said, "My lord, how is the situation in the south?"

Ten years is enough for human beings to become more mature.The ranger who used to be dusty and sharp-eyed was now a majestic Deputy Prime Minister in gorgeous robes and a beard. I have to say that time has really changed a lot.

"Exelian is not in Minas Tirith, the Gondors are attacking the port of Umbar, and their battle with pirates is in full swing; but there are already dead people in the city." Turka used the Ithil spar , but the news is not optimistic.

He said.

"Gondor is like us. The people are plagued by some kind of disease, and the doctors are helpless! Turgon II has ordered that slaves from the south should not enter the Holy White City, but what is certain is that this situation first appeared in Lebennin plain."

Lebennin is one of the southern fiefdoms of the Kingdom of Gondor. It lies south of the White Mountains, between the Gillane and Anduin.Famous for its verdant fields and its many rivers, it was nicknamed the Land of the Five Rivers, for the Anduin, Kylos, Sires, Cerny, and Gillaine all flowed through the realm of the fiefdom.

The port of Pelagil is the largest city in Lebennin, and it is also the base camp where Exelian led his army to the southern continent.

"So, can you be sure that the illnesses in the city are the same as those in Gondor?" Fina, Turka's lover, was also there at this time.She wore a string of white forehead crowns connected by broken diamonds, and a light blue tight-fitting robe, like a moon goddess and an elf warrior.

Although they haven't held a grand wedding yet, many people have already determined that she is the new queen of the north.

Also, Galdo the Elf is there.

He is the marshal of the city.

Together with Arathon, he is in charge of many things in the new northern kingdom.

"Almost right."

Turka said, with deep confusion and worry in his eyes: "But I don't understand why the plague in the south spread to the north? As far as I know, we haven't accepted refugees from the south recently, have we?"

"My lord!"

Arazon was the specific person in charge of this aspect. He immediately said affirmatively: "Yes, there is not. And I have been looking for people who entered and left the city gate a while ago, but there is nothing particularly abnormal."

"Then there is only one possibility."

Turka said: "Someone has brought the plague to the north without telling us!"

Everyone is horrified.

I just felt a shadow quickly sweeping from the south, covering the vast Central Continent.Gondor was lost first in the south, and then in the north.

In the end, the dwarves could not avoid it, and only the firstborn were left alone in the huge Central Continent.

"If this is the case, what an evil force would do such a terrible thing!" Arathorn's face turned pale: "It's a plague, something more terrible than war, during the second and third eras The plague caused the dead to even fill up all the rivers in the continent!"

Fenner and Galdo's expressions were not good either.

Although the elves are not afraid of the plague, if there are only firstborn children left in the mainland, then what is the meaning of this world?
"Now, what we want to determine is whether there is a cure for this disease at all." Turka said, he ordered Arazon to take a patient who had recently suffered from such a disease to a clean room in the downtown area and isolate it. open.Then he went in alone and used the power of the Elessa gem to heal the lifeless patient with no obvious signs of limbs and body.

after one day.

Turka came out.

"The Elessa gem can only keep him alive, but it can't cure him." The dragonborn's expression was very solemn, and a sharp light flashed in his golden vertical pupils: "This is more like black magic than a plague." He said: "Maybe we should have a wizard come and see."

Both Arathorn and the elf had serious expressions on their faces.

"Why didn't Mithrandil discover the epidemic in Gondor before?" Fenner looked at him worriedly, she didn't really want him to continue taking risks, but at the same time she knew she couldn't stop him, so she said: "The things he cares about Too many to ignore the imminent threat. If it's black magic, then there's only one possibility, and that phantom is back."

The dragonborn took her hand and smiled softly.

"Don't worry, even if the ghost comes back, I can drive him out again." He looked into the distance, his eyes crossed the mountains, rivers and lakes, and came to a dead land.

Fenner nodded and held his hand instead.

O love, O love, not even the elves can escape.

After confirming that this was not a simple plague, Turka asked Arazon to strictly control and prevent the people from each other as much as possible.

At the same time, he asked Arathon and the others to pay special attention to the strangers who appeared during this period, because he vaguely felt that it was more likely to be artificial.

However, precisely because of his order, the newborn northern kingdom will usher in an extremely terrible conspiracy.

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